As the night progresses, Hongyan Pavilion becomes the liveliest place for entertainment and entertainment in Bianjing.
Despite the current enemy, the endless war in Yizhou, and the various bans in the capital, countless dignitaries still came to Hongyan Pavilion to have fun and have fun under the pretext of being arty.
The originally bustling hall suddenly became quiet with the arrival of Zhao Huan.
Pairs of eyes of all kinds all focused on Zhao Huan.
"Look, King Ding is here..."
"I didn't expect that he would dare to come. Aren't you afraid of the person behind Master Li?"
"Afraid? Are you kidding? If Zhao Huan was afraid, he would not be the most violent prince in the Song Dynasty."
"Shhh, keep your voice down. This guy never plays tricks on others. If anyone messes with him, a layer of his skin will be peeled off, or his life will be in danger."
The atmosphere at the scene became extremely subtle. The dignitaries were all afraid of Zhao Huanruhu and did not dare to express their anger. On the contrary, the singers did not care and kept smiling.
Because they knew that no matter how fierce Zhao Huan was, he was still treating officials and would not bully weak women like them.
At this moment, the crowd became restless.
"Look, Master Li is out."
"Wow, it's true! She is indeed the number one singer in Bianjing. She is as beautiful as a fairy. No wonder even that person admires her."
"Damn it, you don't want your life? You dare to even mention that person, be careful when you move your head!"
"That's right, we just want to feast our eyes on it, but we must not let our wild thoughts lead to death."
All the dignitaries admired and feared Master Li, and even though they were about to lose their temper, no one dared to say anything frivolous.
After all, the backer behind Li Shishi is really terrifying.
Seeing that Zhao Huan kept his appointment as scheduled, Li Shishi could not help but reveal a refreshing smile.
"The slave family knows that Prince Ding will never disappoint the slave family."
"As long as Prince Ding breaks through the Three Views, the slave family will not only let Xiao Yan'er go, but will also personally apologize for the prince. What do you think?"
While they were talking, the servants had already begun to move the tables to the hall. Zhao Huan had to agree whether he agreed or not tonight.
Although Li Shishi did not want to enmity with Zhao Huan, he was even more unwilling to let go of such a good publicity opportunity.
As long as Zhao Huan can be defeated, Hongyan Pavilion will definitely become a place of admiration for literati all over the world, and by then, the business will be even more prosperous.
Zhao Huan came to Hongyan Pavilion tonight not just for Xiao Yaner!
"I'm afraid just apologizing is not enough, right?"
"How about using Hongyan Pavilion as a bet?"
As soon as this statement came out, the scene was in an uproar. All the distinguished guests looked at Zhao Huan with extremely complicated expressions, which were both extremely surprising and unexpected.
The scene immediately erupted with whispers.
"Zhao Huan is indeed a lunatic. He actually wants to occupy the Red Swallow Pavilion."
"How can this be called occupation? It is only natural that you are willing to accept defeat."
"Having said that, Zhao Huanming knows who is behind Mr. Li, so he still dares to make such a big gamble without fear of getting into trouble?"
"Haha, have you forgotten? King Ding and that person have a huge gamble themselves!"
"Really, Prince Ding and that man are father and son, what should they be afraid of?"
"That's not necessarily the case. You don't know how powerful the pillow wind is. Not to mention your son, even your married wife may be blown to death by the pillow wind. Just wait and see, if Zhao Huan really dares to be unfavorable to Master Li, he will definitely suffer consequences.
Catastrophe!"
On the contrary, Li Shishi was the calmest. She had long expected that Zhao Huan would open his mouth, so she didn't care.
"Since the prince wants a price, the slave family will naturally increase the price. If the prince loses, he will no longer be able to interfere with the Hongyan Pavilion. No matter how the Hongyan Pavilion does business, even if he sells himself in violation of the ban, it has nothing to do with the prince."
Of course, Li Shishi would not really let the singer sell herself, but her move was tantamount to directly taking the management rights of the Hongyan Pavilion into her hands.
As long as he is independent from the Jiaofang Division, Master Li can rely on Hongyan Pavilion and make a lot of money.
Money is also extremely important to Master Li.
Zhao Huan naturally knew Li Shishi's wishful thinking, but he didn't care. After all, this was his best chance to get back the Hongyan Pavilion, and he would not offend Zhao Ji for it.
After all... there is no good man in the world. Zhao Huan is really not sure how powerful Li Shishi's pillow style is.
Zhao Huan did not hesitate and immediately waved his sleeves: "Please."
Seeing that Zhao Huan was so happy, Master Li couldn't help but secretly admire him. Under the gaze of everyone, he waved his sleeves and pointed at the table set up and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it.
"I heard that Your Majesty's poetic talent is unparalleled in history. Even Prince Yun was completely defeated in front of you."
"Can you open your eyes to the slave family today?"
"Using the peach blossoms that can be seen everywhere in Hongyan Pavilion as the theme, I can compose a poem within a cup of tea. If I can get a lot of applause from the whole room, I will be considered to have passed the first level."
Zhao Huan's poetry accomplishments had already been widely spread in Bianjing. Everyone knew very well that Li Shishi's question was just an appetizer. It was mainly elegant and not really meant to embarrass Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan was naturally unambiguous. He reached out and plucked a decorated peach blossom from the wall in a pretentious manner, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. His arrogant behavior immediately caused the singers on the scene to become restless.
Under everyone's secretly expectant gaze, Zhao Huan, whose mind was filled with poems from the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, naturally picked them up at his fingertips.
"In Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, there are peach blossom fairies in Peach Blossom Temple. Peach Blossom Fairies plant peach trees and pick peach blossoms to sell for wine money."
"When you are sober, you just sit in front of the flowers; when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers..."
"Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it..."
Although everyone knew Zhao Huan's poetic talent, when the song "Peach Blossom Temple" was recited from Zhao Huan's mouth, the entire Hongyan Pavilion fell into silence.
I don't know how long it took before the atmosphere at the scene was broken by the singer's scream. In an instant, the entire Hongyan Pavilion was drowned in stunning exclamations.
"Oh my God! What a poem! What a poem!"
"Is this the poetic talent of King Ding? It's simply amazing!"
"What a peach blossom temple!"
Although Zhao Huan is actually the "enemy" of Hongyan Pavilion tonight, the singers don't care so much. They are very excited and look at Zhao Huan with admiration.
Although the dignitaries were hostile to Zhao Huan from the bottom of their hearts, they could not help but be shocked by this song "Peach Blossom Temple Song".
"I have long known that King Ding is good at composing poems on the spot, but isn't this poetry too shocking? As soon as he speaks, it is such a first-class masterpiece."
"More than just the best? It's clearly a masterpiece!"
"Although Zhao Huan is feared, it is undeniable that his poetic talent is unparalleled throughout the Song Dynasty."
"What is a difficult problem for others becomes an appetizer in front of King Ding, without any difficulty..."