Li Chen had just entered the attic and was about to go up the stairs when a voice came from behind him and called him.

Li Chen looked back and saw that it was a young man in a blue shirt looking at him calmly.

The young man bowed his hand and said in a polite tone: "Young Master is here to attend the poetry meeting?"

Li Chen asked, "So what, so what, no?"

The young man smiled and said, "If not, then it's simple. At this time, Zhao Tai, the son of the Prime Minister Zhao, was booked by Zhao Tai, who was not a poet, and he wouldn't be able to go upstairs."

"If so, then please show the invitation."

"It's okay if there is no invitation. If the young master has a direct elder in his family, he can be admitted to the fourth rank or above when he is in office. If he has retired and retired, he needs to be a third rank."

"If there is neither, there is another way to donate fifty taels of silver, and you can also go up and listen."

While speaking, two big men with big arms and round waists stood behind the young man in green, staring at Li Chen with a bad expression.

Judging from that attitude, it seems that as long as Li Chen is not an elder who is a high-ranking official or cannot afford the money, he will be thrown out immediately.

“This is fresh.”

Li Chen chuckled and said, "This poetry meeting is not a place where everyone exchanges their experiences and discusses poetry and lyrics, but a place where they compete for the seniors and financial resources in their families?"

The young man in green chuckled and said, "Didn't this young man wake up? Mr. Zhao spent hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to build this Tengwang Pavilion, which is not a place where ordinary poor people without power can come."

After saying that, the young man waved his hand with some disgust and said, "If this young man is short of money and cannot afford money, or if there is no high-ranking official at home as an elder, don't join in the fun. It's just a waste of time, or ask the two strong men behind me to throw you out? That's really a disgrace."

Hundreds of thousands of taels...

This number made Li Chen angry.

Zhao Xuanji's son actually has more money than himself.

Now that the national treasury is empty, he can only live by robbing wealthy businessmen and raiding corrupt officials' homes, but Zhao Xuanji's son can spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to build an attic to pick up girls with just a wave of his hand.

"No money, no one in my elders in my family has any grade, but today, I really have to go up to see the Tengwang Pavilion. If you have the courage, you can stop me."

Li Chen really didn't lie.

As the prince, he could not bring money when he went out.

And what rank is the elder of his family, the Emperor Daxing, who is the official? What rank is the prince?

After saying this, Li Chen turned his head and went upstairs.

The young man in green clothes behind him did not expect that Li Chen was so strong. When he saw this, he was furious and ordered the people behind him to arrest him.

But before he could open his mouth, he had no time to make a sound, an embroidered spring knife that was very distinctive and could almost become a business card in the Qin Empire was placed on his neck.

The two strong men behind him were pressed to the ground by two Jinyiwei wearing double-winged goose feather suits.

Sanbao stared at the young man sinisterly and said, "Do you know what kind of knife this is?"

A cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the young man in blue and said in fear: "Recognize, recognize, embroider the Chunjian."

"Do you know where the embroidered spring sword is used?" Sanbao asked again.

"I know, Dongchang, Jinyiwei..."
Chapter completed!