Ning Xiaochuan and the other three found a seat at the back.

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked in, raised his hands to the students present and said: "Everyone, my young master sincerely invites you to come here to celebrate the Zhonghe Festival. Please take a seat."

The students present sat on the floor with their hands folded, silently waiting for the host of the reception.

At the same time, Ning Xiaochuan was also extremely curious as to who had sent this invitation without any signature. Ning Xiaochuan, who had been playing with the invitation, suddenly changed his face as he looked at it.

Seeing this, Wei Zhengchun on the side also picked up the invitation, looked at it first, and asked curiously, "Master Ning, is there something wrong with this invitation?"

Next to him, Yu Gongming was also looking at the invitation, then he grabbed Wei Zhengchun and looked at Ning Xiaochuan with a frown, "It's not the invitation's problem, it's the host of this reception's problem."

Ning Xiaochuan looked at Yu Gongming, secretly surprised, this man is not simple.

The Imperial College was indeed the place where great honors were given to Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. After hearing this, Wei Zhengchun looked at the invitation again. After a while, he seemed to notice something was wrong. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Ning Xiaochuan.

"Let's talk about it after it's over."

After a while, there was a crisp sound of the chime, and the middle-aged man entered the venue again, "Everyone, the auspicious time has come. My young master will present a humble composition. I hope that all the gentlemen present can comment and correct it, or make a better work.

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"Hey, old steward, since the auspicious time has come, why hasn't your young master shown up yet? Isn't this just unreasonable?" said the man sitting on the right, cupping his hands.

The old housekeeper smiled and said, "My young master is actually among you. This conference focuses on poetry, not on host and guest. If there is a distinction between host and guest, then the evaluation of poetry and essays will be biased, so I ask for your understanding."

Everyone present looked at each other in astonishment. Amidst everyone's astonished speculations, the housekeeper took out a poem, stood in front of the hall, and read loudly:

"The sky is full of spring snow, and flowers are blooming wherever they touch. I wonder if any of the trees in the garden are real plums."

The scholars present began to comment one after another. Some said it was wonderful, while others said it was too tacky.

Nowadays, there are many opinions, but one man sneered and said nothing. The man had red eyes, long hair hanging behind his back, and an extraordinary manner. He raised a glass to drink with his right hand and waved a fan with his left hand. He remained silent in the face of everyone's comments.

Soon, the student next to him saw the man's appearance, raised his hands and said, "Master Li, what do you think of this poem?"

This person is Li Shaofu. He also saw the scene that just happened, but Li Shaofu, who has pursued the true meaning of poetry all his life, is not interested in other things.

"One does not know that the trees in the garden are real plums, and the poets and drunkards are not interested in drinking. All the students here are like the spring trees in the garden. When spring comes, the garden is full of flowers.

I just don’t know how many of the flowers in this garden are real plum blossoms? The emphasis is on poetry, I’m afraid there are some inconsistencies.”

Li Shaofu laughed softly and then stood up, "Since the poet is not interested in drinking, then why should I care about the mountains and rivers?"

After saying that, Li Shaofu drank up the Yichun wine in the cup, and the eyes of everyone present were attracted to Li Shaofu.

Li Shaofu walked out slowly, to everyone's astonished eyes. His long gown was swaying, and the smell of poetry and alcohol was clearly visible on his body.

Ning Xiaochuan looked at the young man in front of him, and a word came to his mind: independence from the world.

Li Shaofu raised his hands to the old housekeeper, then turned around and left.

Taking the first step, Li Shaofu frowned slightly, and there seemed to be thousands of waves in his chest. The strong wind blew, and the waves became more powerful, and his body floated like a white crane spreading its wings.

"Ten thousand wines will be exchanged in the Yin capital, and how many years will the guest ranger have?"

Taking the second step, the young man picked up the wine at hand and drank it all in one gulp. The wine entered his belly like a dragon entering the sea. He waved with his left hand like a strong wind blowing a pen.

"When we meet, we will drink for you. We will tie our horses to the tall buildings and weeping willows."

After taking the third step, countless literati stood up one after another, looking at Li Shaofu's eyes as if there were thousands of phoenixes dancing in unison, marveling at the people in the world.

Li Shaofu stood like a breeze in the forest, and said slowly: "Drink like a long whale sucking in hundreds of rivers, hold a cup in your hand, and the sage of music is called the sage of the world."

Taking the fourth step, the young man raised the wine cup in his hand, turned to look at the butler in front of the court, swept away the scholars present, put his hands behind his back, faced the sky, and sang loudly:

"Lift your glass and look at the blue sky with your white eyes, which is as bright as a jade tree before the wind."

His body shape is majestic, as if he is riding on the wind without knowing where it is going, and he is fluttering, as if he is left alone in the world, transformed into an immortal and ascended to immortality.

After that, he walked straight out without looking back. The literati present applauded, and the applause was like thunder.

This is Li Shaofu, a young man with so much heroic spirit that he will never fall to millions of immortals in the sky.

Ning Xiaochuan couldn't help but sigh after hearing this: "Such a person can be called an immortal."

Yu Gongming and Wei Zhengchun beside them also nodded in agreement. In a poetry and wine gathering, once Li Shaofu's poem came out, no one dared to write a poem in response.

As the sun set over the west mountain, the banquet slowly dispersed. Ning Xiaochuan and the other three were drunk. Until the end, the most talked about thing during the banquet was Li Shaofu's "Zhonghe Ling". Of course, the title of this poem was given by the literati present.

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Ning Xiaochuan and the others got up and walked out. As soon as they reached the door, they were stopped by the housekeeper, "You three gentlemen, my young master has invited you."

The three of them looked at each other, and an imperceptible coldness flashed between Ning Xiaochuan's brows. After all, he came anyway, and invited himself to the cocktail party for no reason. The purpose was definitely not just to drink and write poetry, there must be other intentions.

Looking at the poem in front of the hall, everything seems deliberate.

"Your young master, if your guess is correct, he should be the one who invited me to talk after drinking." Ning Xiaochuan sneered.

"Young Master is a great talent. I'll tell you the truth, he is." The steward said respectfully.

"Okay, then lead the way."

The housekeeper brought the three people who smelled of alcohol to a private room. The men in the private room were drinking tea and enjoying music. The housekeeper slightly held his hand and said, "Master, we have been brought here."

The man waved his hand and the butler retreated. Ning Xiaochuan looked at the man in front of him and burped. His face was red and his eyes were blurry. "Sir, the three of us have arrived. What do you want to do?"

"You three, please take a seat." The young man stood up and said with his hands in his hands.

Ning Xiaochuan ignored it and sat down at the front seat. He grabbed the pastries on the table and started eating them. His behavior was extremely rude.

Wei Zhengchun, who was next to him, quickly went up and grabbed Ning Xiaochuan, "Young Master Ning, this is the master's seat. We are guests and we cannot sit here."

Ning Xiaochuan pushed Wei Zhengchun away, "In this Yin capital, I am the master of the family."

Yu Gongming looked at Ning Xiaochuan, laughed, and fell on the man in a daze after drinking. The man was not angry, and endured the smell of alcohol. He helped Yu Gongming to the table and said with a smile, "Since Ning

If you like it, Master, just sit there."

Seeing the man sitting in the lower seat, Wei Zhengchun smiled awkwardly, apologized to the man, and then took his seat.

"It seems that Master Ning is a true-hearted person. I like to make friends with gentlemen like Master Ning."

The man raised his glass and was about to say a few more words when he was interrupted by Ning Xiaochuan's wanton laughter.

"Quality, you are really good at talking. Do you know what the people in Yindu call me? The number one dude in Yindu, my father is the Duke of Fengli, my eldest brother is Pingxi General Ning He, and my second brother is a court official.

Minister of the Ministry, who dares to touch me here in Yindu!"

Ning Xiaochuan laughed and said, "I'm just saying this to you. If you have any trouble in Yindu in the future, just contact me."

The man smiled awkwardly and put down his wine glass, "Young Master Ning is really interesting. In this Yin capital, both the common people and the generals are all subjects of great service. We, the common people's ministers, should respect His Majesty at all times."

"Yes, this makes sense." Ning Xiaochuan kept nodding and saying, but he kept pulling at the wine cup next to him.

The man continued: "Since I am a subject of Dafeng, I have to share the country's worries. Now, although I, Dafeng, sit on the territory of eighteen states, I still have internal and external troubles. The Western Qiang dominates the northwest and has always wanted to take back the land west of Hexi.

The northern barbarians are powerful and are eyeing our northern border. The southern Shanyue, Nandi, and Nanrong have been living in the dangerous mountains and dangerous areas in the south for many years. They have continuously harassed the Dafeng border for many years..."

"Yes, you are right, I agree..." The man was speaking impassionedly, but he never wanted to be interrupted by Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan drunkenly walked down to the man and almost fell into the man's arms. "I'm really sorry. I drank too much today, but I have to tell you something."

The man looked at Ning Xiaochuan, raised his hands and said, "I would like to hear the details."

"You have no more wine here." Ning Xiaochuan laughed loudly after saying this, turned around and ran back, lying on the table drunkenly.

This scene made the man extremely embarrassed. He was not angry at all. He just smiled awkwardly and said, "It seems that Master Ning did drink a little too much today, so I won't bother you anymore. I will send someone to take Master Ning home to rest."

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Wei Zhengchun also smiled awkwardly, grabbed Yu Gongming who was confused beside him, walked to the man, raised his hands and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm rude."

The man smiled softly, "It doesn't matter, just enjoy yourself today. Mr. Wei and Mr. Yu, I wanted to discuss the ways of a gentleman with you two, but it seems that we can't do that today.

I hope that I will have the opportunity to sit at the same table with you two when we meet again, and I hope that you two will not hesitate to give me some advice."

"Young Master, you are serious. We will have a good discussion next time we meet." Wei Zhengchun said modestly.

"Okay, I think we will meet again soon." The man said with a slight smile.

Wei Zhengchun was stunned after hearing this, then nodded gently and helped Yu Gongming to go out. The man waved his hand, and two servant-like people came over and helped Ning Xiaochuan and the other three go out.

When they reached the entrance of Zhenbaozhai, Ning Xiaochuan and the other three were helped into the car and soon disappeared at the entrance of Zhenbaozhai.

After the three people left, the man walked to the door. The butler next to him raised his hand to the man and said, "Your Highness, these three people are so arrogant and rude, especially Ning Xiaochuan, who has no manners at all and is extremely arrogant. Why did you treat such a person just now?"

So polite?"

"Um?"

The man frowned, "He is indeed the number one dude in the Yin capital. He is vulgar, absurd, and extremely rude. However, I didn't expect that this dude could be so familiar with the two geniuses of the Imperial College. This is really intriguing.

Also, as I have said many times, when you are away from home, do not call me Your Highness, call me Young Master!"

"Yes, young master, I know my mistake." The man lowered his head and said.

That's right, the man who invited Ning Xiaochuan and the three of them to talk after drinking was the current prince Gao Yuan.

"This Li Shaofu is really extraordinary. His poems are bold and unrestrained. He seems to be saying that he is unparalleled in romance, but in fact he is mocking me for not being a gentleman and using drinking parties to recruit talents."

Gao Yuan put his hands behind his back, "It's a pity that he is so powerful. If he could give up writing and join politics, his achievements would not be inferior to those of Prime Minister Cui."

"Master, what about Ning Xiaochuan..."

The man was not in a hurry, and even said somewhat relaxedly:

"Don't worry, there is plenty of time. I didn't think well this time. Didn't he call himself a playboy? Well, let him continue to be a playboy like this. We will have a long time ahead..."


Chapter completed!