Less than half an hour after the sun set, Wenyuan Avenue was close to Daliang Mountain and the entire Taoyuan was lit up.
It is brightly lit and lively.
The road was full of colorful lanterns, illuminating the peach forest in a golden color. The golden color and pink color were quite matched, making it look magnificent, like a luxurious royal back garden.
Near Wenyuan Road, there are all private residences for rich families. In layman's terms, it is the wealthy area of Liangcheng.
A large number of manors are arranged neatly together, and the beautiful scenery of Taoyuan makes this area as beautiful as a painting.
Many young men and talented girls and students are also coming and going in the peach forest. They guessed riddles and felt the atmosphere of this Taoyuan poetry meeting, with smiles on their faces.
Peach blossoms are all peaches in all seasons, and they bloom all year round. They are a variant of the fairy peach trees of the Wudang Sword Sect. Unfortunately, they cannot bear peaches, but they are extremely beautiful.
Several old gentlemen took their students around the lanterns. It was just that guessing riddles was the only way for the old gentlemen to prove that they were knowledgeable, so they enjoyed it.
Boom boom boom boom!
Several explosions came from a distance, and it turned out that some fireworks had begun to rise, setting the dark night sky with a brilliant look.
At this moment, in an uninhabited pavilion, Li Hugo had white robe and white hair, and was wearing an iconic mask. His current identity is Gongzi Xiaobai, and he came to attend this poetry meeting specially.
"Come so early?" A crisp voice appeared behind Li Hugo.
Li Hugo looked back and saw that it was Shen Qiao.
He smiled and said, "Don't you still owe you a poem? So I thought that in today's place with extraordinary cultural atmosphere, maybe it will have a different flavor."
"Then I'm looking forward to it." Shen Qiao said. She was wearing a long green dress. Today, she was dressed very low-key, looking like a little jasper.
Li Hugo was surprised: "I won't wear a veil today?"
"After listening to your words, I think it makes sense. I have always felt that the birthmark on my face is ugly on my face, but I can't escape it. This birthmark must be with me for the rest of my life. Instead of escaping, it's better to face it bravely. Do you think so?" Shen Qiao smiled like a flower.
Li Hugo looked at her delicate face and nodded with a look of praise.
"Young Master Li didn't come today?" Shen Qiao looked everywhere.
Li Hugo leaned against the big pillar of the pavilion and said, "He is not in good health, and I am the same anyway, but I didn't expect there were so many people."
"That's right, after all, this is the Taoyuan Poetry Club." Shen Qiao explained. It turned out that the Taoyuan Poetry Club was an on the surface a place for literati to communicate, but in fact it was also a place for discussion by upper-class figures in Liangcheng.
First of all, the threshold is high, and most young ladies have ink in their stomachs. In this way, people without knowledge will not be welcomed. It is equivalent to the Taoyuan Poetry Club being a filter, leaving only the upper-level elites.
Secondly, there are many young people, and sooner or later, young people will grow up and take over the family's industry. Experience in such a place will also be equivalent to laying the foundation for your future social circle.
The most important thing is that many things are difficult for elders to talk about in person, so the Taoyuan Poetry Club has become a medium, and elders can tell their ideas about them, and then the younger generations communicate with each other, so that the success rate of success will be higher.
"Mr. Zhao?" Hu Fei's eyes lit up and he looked not far away. Sure enough, a scholar in white robe was chatting about a rich lady. The two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very subtle.
"This is..." The bloody lady was shocked.
Hu Fei said slowly, "This is the talented man I invited from the capital. Zhao Duidu. Legend has it that he makes a living by criticizing people. He once said that an old man vomited blood and died, but he vomited fragrance and didn't even have a dirty word. Even the high-ranking officials in the capital couldn't do anything to him!"
He smiled proudly: "Killing someone to kill his heart, and it will be a good idea to solve this young master Xiaobai in one go. I want to make him feel ashamed and his reputation will be ruined! Slowly struggle to die in the voices of the people, so that I can relieve my hatred!"
Wang Boli's eyes flashed and he thought, but he still clasped his fists and said, "The third senior brother has a brilliant plan to help the world."
"Hahahaha! Let's go! Accompany Mr. Zhao to see the lanterns!"
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On the other side, Li Hugo and Shen Qiao walked together and shuttled through the lanterns.
Li Hugo glanced at her: "What? Are you still angry about what happened just now?"
"It's not that I'm angry, but I didn't expect that when I was in the Sword Sect, Junior Brother Hu Fei was a gentleman, but his true face was the same as that of an ordinary dandy." Her eyes were disappointed.
"Everyone has a mask. Look at my face. I will be the young master Xiaobai when I wear this mask, but if I don't wear a mask, guess who I am?" Li Hugo smiled.
"No matter who you are." Shen Qiao smiled.
"There are riddles in front of you, and I'll send a wooden villain to see?" Li Hugo said as he looked at the excitement in front of you.