In the blink of an eye, four days have passed since the cultural gathering at Huaping Lake.

That cultural gathering naturally spread in the huge Guangling City. For the people of Guangling City, what they were concerned about was who in that cultural gathering became the son-in-law of Chenglong of Zhongli Mansion.

Of course, there was no result, so the matter gradually faded away, except for some waves among students and literati.

Because I don’t know who composed the song “Butterfly Loves Flowers”.

The students had various speculations, but no one could connect that excellent poem with Li Chenan, who lived at the east end of Erjinggou Alley.

But the neighbors in Erjinggou Alley have discovered changes in the shop at the east end in the past few days——

The closed shop under the banyan tree at the east end of the alley suddenly came to life!

In the past two days, many craftsmen came to the small shop. The door of the small shop was demolished, and the stove and other items in the shop were also demolished.

Some mule carts arrived, and the carts were loaded with brand new items, which were all carried into the backyard by the cart drivers.

"Is the Li family's son getting rich?"

"Who knows? Maybe I won a little gambling."

"Hey, the eldest son of the Li family is not up to par, and he went to gamble again. You said that his father is the dean of Zhuxia Academy, so why can't he teach his own son well?"

"This is life-threatening! Isn't the second man of the Li family very knowledgeable? If the eldest man were half as sensible as the second man, the Shen family wouldn't have broken off the engagement. It's a pity. If the eldest man married a young lady of the Shen family, how could he live in the same house?

In our small alley, we must live in the Gaomen compound, and there are meat buns as big as a basin to eat on the dining table every day."

"Hey, have you noticed? This guy seems to be different from before."

"Why is one different?"

"He leaves the house and runs outside every morning as soon as it gets light these days."

"...Run? There is still something wrong with your brain. You all need to remember and never lend him any more money! Don't lend him a penny. He was kicked out of the house by his father. If he owes another debt in the future, he will

Dad will never help him pay it back!"

"..."

Li Chenan didn't hear what the neighbors said in private, but he felt the strange looks in their eyes.

Faced with such looks, he always smiled indifferently, but the kindness he showed was not understood by these neighbors. In the hearts of the neighbors, he, Li Chenan, was like the god of plague.

Everyone avoids it.

Of course Li Chenan didn't care about this either.

Live your life and let others do it.

The fight at Li's Mansion four days ago made him a little worried about his body, so he decided to exercise it first, so he went for a morning run.

It is about six kilometers from Erjinggou Alley to Huaping Lake, and then along the shore of Huaping Lake to Yanyu Pavilion in Huapingtung. The round trip is 12 kilometers. Including boxing at Yanyu Pavilion, it takes about an hour.

Early this morning he went out again.

The sky was slightly bright, and the sound of reading could be heard from the Qianmo Academy diagonally opposite.

He took a look and thought that studying was indeed a hard job.

Stepping on the streets paved with bluestones, he controlled his breathing rate and jogged all the way to Huaping Lake.

The new leaves of the willows by the lake have turned green. Occasionally, a delphinium rests on the willow branch. It seems to have seen a small fish in the water. It flies up, plunges into the water, and then flies up, holding a fish in its mouth.

The little fish made ripples on the water.

It landed on the willow branch again, weighing down the willow branch.

As a result, this peaceful Huaping Lake was full of life in his eyes.

He ran all the way to the Yanyu Pavilion in Hua Pingtung. He stopped, panting a little, and his muscles were a little sore. He walked slowly outside the pavilion to relax his muscles. Suddenly he saw the three-story ship parked at the pier not far away.

Only then did I remember the cultural gathering at Huaping Lake four days ago.

I don’t know if the poem that the handsome young man bought for a hundred taels of silver helped him become the leader of Zhongli’s family.

There should be.

If not...then either the talented people in this world are too fierce, or there is something wrong with their aesthetics.

After all, the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is Liu Yong's masterpiece, and it was also an extremely classic in his previous life.

In the past four days, he had stayed in the small shop except for running. There were many things that he needed to explain to the craftsmen. After all, the craftsmen had never done the things he made before.

In addition, he had no interest in the literary meeting to select a son-in-law based on literature, so he did not know the final outcome of the literary meeting on the third day of March.

Of course it would be best if the handsome boy wins, then at least he won't come looking for his money back.

Of course, if all the money is spent, he will definitely not be refunded. The worst he can do is treat him to two more drinks.

After standing still, he looked at the boat again, thinking that it would be better if there were two more cultural gatherings like this.

With some money in hand, he was still thinking of selling two more poems, but now he no longer had that perfect opportunity.

He looked away and started punching.

The punches were from Taekwondo.

Split boxing, whip boxing, flick boxing, copy boxing, punching, forward kicking, whipping...

The ligaments are not stretched, the physical strength cannot keep up, and the body's flexibility is not good. These punches and kicks have no momentum, and they are not even good for viewing.

So... there is still a long way to go before it can be used in actual combat.

There's no need to rush, there's nothing going on, just take your time.

He began to stretch the ligaments and practiced the most basic movements.

He didn't know that the bamboo curtain of Concubine Xiang's window on the third floor of the boat was rolled up at this moment.

Ning Chuchu and Zhongli Ruoshui were looking at Li Chenan who was having a hard time outside the Yanyu Pavilion.

"...This is martial arts training?"

Ning Chuchu nodded and asked suspiciously to Kaiyang who was standing behind him: "Isn't he a scholar?"

"Back to Your Highness, he once practiced martial arts with Guangling boxer Zheng Haoyang for three years."

"What kind of boxing does Zheng Haoyang practice?"

"Back to Your Highness, Zheng Haoyang practices Nanquan."

"You, his training method is not Nanquan."

Kaiyang leaned over and asked for a moment, "...what kind of practice is this?"

"I don't understand either, but the set of boxing he just played was interesting. If he had a better foundation, the boxing and kicking techniques would be quite powerful...it's not the southern boxing or the northern kick. Could it be that he has other masters?"

"Back to Your Highness, this really doesn't happen! After my investigation these days, I found that this person is actually very simple."

"When I was young, I studied with my father. I didn't go to school but stayed at home. Indeed, I still couldn't memorize the Three Character Classic by the age of nine. My subordinates also asked Zheng Haoyang. He shook his head and said that he was not the material for martial arts at all. He could not even learn the most basic skills.

I can’t even control my movements.”

"Then his father bought him a shop in Erjinggou Alley, and the business was actually pretty good. Neighbors in Erjinggou said that although he was dull at that time, the steamed cakes and straw cakes he made were genuine and tasted pretty good.

.”

"If it weren't for his obsession with gambling... I would imagine that he would still be running that shop today. He has very little contact with the outside world and doesn't even speak much to his neighbors, so his experience is really ordinary."

Kaiyang has been investigating Li Chenan these days, and has really found out everything about Li Chenan in the past seventeen years.

This is the reason why Ning Chuchu and Zhongli Ruoshui took the painting boat to Hua Pingtung last night -

He is a native of Guangling and is indeed Li Wenhan's eldest son.

Except for the engagement that has not yet been cancelled, he has never even had a private relationship with a woman.

He was taciturn and timid, so much so that he rarely went out except to buy raw materials and go to gambling houses.

Kaiyang also said that he had never been to a gambling house in the past ten days, not even after selling the poem and getting the one hundred taels of silver.

It seems that I have really kicked my gambling addiction.

All his money was spent on the tavern he mentioned.

Yu Heng, who was responsible for monitoring Li Chenan, said that he had risen from the cockcrow in the past few days and then ran on a fixed route. He seemed to be exercising, but he had never read a book or written a poem.

The tavern has begun to take shape, but its appearance is a bit weird, completely different from an ordinary tavern.

Ning Chuchu and Zhongli Ruoshui were confused.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Zhongli Ruoshui became very interested in Li Chenan. She even entrusted her second brother, Zhongli Qiuyang, the judicial marshal of Guangling City, to investigate Li Chenan's life.

After all, young girls who have just begun to fall in love have some little thoughts.

"Maybe once he became enlightened...he was greatly stimulated and then changed his mind, so he became what he is now?"

Ning Chuchu pondered for a moment. As the fourth princess of Ning Kingdom, she was also in charge of the Lijing Division. Although she was similar in age to Zhongli Ruoshui, she was obviously more rational.

"I have sent people to Kyoto to check that poem. This matter cannot be rushed. Even if that poem is written by him, there are still other...such as his other ten poems. If you can see it with your own eyes,

It would be even better if he writes the lyrics!”

"Isn't his tavern opening in a few days or two? We might be able to gain something different by going to his tavern by then."

"Okay, by the way, have you forgotten what I said about Shen Qiaodie and him?"

Ning Chuchu curled her lips and said, "No, I entrusted Mr. Hua to make it clear to Li Wenhan."

She cast her gaze in the direction of Yanyu Pavilion again. The man was still exercising. He seemed to be squatting, but his movements were not very standard.

"I thought about it, it's not good to force such a small thing. Hua Laodaru will be giving lectures at Zhuxia Academy and Qianmo Academy these days. He spent a lot of time in contact with Li Wenhan. He talked to Li Wenhan about the truth. In fact, Li Wenhan is

Those who can listen."

"I said... Cheng Guogong and Cheng Zhe have arrived in the past two days, and the young master Qi Zhixue Qi from Qi Guogong's residence has also stayed in Guangling City..."...

Ning Chuchu turned her head and glanced at Zhongli Ruoshui, "Look, both of them are here for you. I still think it would be more suitable for you to choose a husband between them."

Zhongli Ruoshui raised her slender willow-leaf eyebrows and raised her pink neck, "Is marriage interesting?"

"Maybe they think it's good for each other, but I don't think so."

"My grandma told me when I was in Yujing City that the most important thing about getting married is to meet someone who will be good to you and interesting for the rest of your life!"

"That guy Cheng Zhe is a martial artist, but that guy Qi Zhixue is too reserved and boring!"

"Is he interesting?"

Ning Chuchu looked out the window again, but was stunned and murmured: "Why is Hua Lao Daru here?"
Chapter completed!