"I wonder how many poems will be published in this literary battle for us to have a look at. I am very curious."
"Who knows, don't have high hopes, those few are notoriously visionary."
"I really didn't expect that the Rongzhu Palace could actually invite the 'Four Monsters'. I heard that when the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club was first organized, there were more than seven painted boats."
"Is there such a thing? Brother Li, let's talk about it in detail."
"You don't know this, right? When the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society was first organized, the Imperial College also wanted to participate, but there was a prerequisite..."
On the terrace in the palace, there are many groups gathered, either in twos or three, or in small groups, and very few are alone. They are dressed in extraordinary clothes, either made of silk or made of brocade, with various styles.
The momentum is very strong, these are all the noble disciples who came to the banquet.
Where there are many people, there are rivers and lakes.
Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships.
"Sir, you said that the literary battle is about to begin, doesn't everyone have to participate?"
Xiang Yannian, who came down from Cuiya Pavilion and saw the scene in front of him, followed Chu Ling closely, raised his head curiously and asked, "Why are the people who come to the hall all young people? I didn't see anyone else coming."
"You don't understand this."
Chu Ling smiled and patted Xiang Yannian's shoulder, "The banquet held here tonight is called the Wen Banquet, but it is actually to recruit a son-in-law. Even if the Wen Duo begins, most of those who have a good reputation will not go in person.
It is most appropriate for my own children to go there in person, and there are some rules that are all unspoken."
"It's so complicated."
Xiang Yannian blinked and said.
Complex? Maybe.
Chu Ling smiled and said nothing.
This is the rule in situations such as this. People with different backgrounds will have different things they have experienced since childhood. The so-called heritage, the so-called connections, and the so-called relationships are in this kind of fame and fortune fair, through repeated exchanges, calculations, and replacements, you can gradually take advantage of the trend.
laid down.
Most of the children from poor families want to counterattack and catch up with the gap in reality by themselves, but it is impossible for most of them. Only a handful of them can get the blessing of fate and have a glimmer of hope.
Of course, there is only hope.
Forefathers planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade. The wisdom passed down by our ancestors will never go out of date.
"You two gentlemen, please wait a moment."
When Chu Ling and his entourage were about to enter the arena, a healthy servant stepped forward to stop them, raised his hand and saluted: "The literary fight that is about to begin, the accompanying servants are not allowed to enter."
Chu Ling frowned slightly.
"We are in this together."
Su Shisan saw Chu Ling's displeasure and stepped forward and said, "There is no slave like you mentioned."
"But~"
The healthy servant was slightly surprised and looked at Xiang Yannian, seeing Xiang Yannian's timidity.
"Is there anything else?"
Chu Lingfeng Danyun said lightly: "This is my younger brother. Is there any problem if I want to enter?"
"No...no."
Jian Pu saw Chu Ling's eyes and subconsciously replied.
There was no one who came to Longshou Garden for the banquet today that he could offend. Although Jian Fu was a little suspicious as to why the two people in front of him valued the accompanying servants so much, but after Chu Ling said this, he couldn't continue to stop him.
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"Let's go."
Chu Ling put her hand on Xiang Yannian's shoulder, and the group walked towards the terrace.
Xiang Yannian has a warm current.
Since the death of his father and mother, Xiang Yannian's heart has been closed. Chu Ling's unexpected appearance is like a ray of light, allowing him to gradually open his heart.
This kind of feeling is not something his sister can give him.
"Su Shisan is here."
"It's true."
"Who is that person next to you?"
"Not sure."
"It seems...Chu Ling."
"Chu Ling? Is it Chu Ling, the number one leader in the Dewangyou Lake Poetry Club?"
Su Shisan's eye-catching performance in martial arts, especially the battle with Li Qian, the son of Duke Shun, attracted a lot of attention when they entered the scene.
"Don't be so nervous."
Chu Ling felt Xiang Yannian's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Just treat this place as a wine, treat them as drinkers, and just be yourself."
"Yes, yes."
Xiang Yannian nodded.
My heart, which was still tense before, is now gradually calming down.
Su Shisan looked curious.
"Chu Ling!"
In the slightly noisy hall, a voice sounded, causing many people to follow the sound, and displeasure showed on their brows.
Who would be so unruly in situations like this?
"It's the third princess!"
However, when they saw who was shouting, there were exclamations from the crowd.
Huangfu Jingyu raised his chin slightly, ignoring the gazes directed at him, twisting his slender waist, and walked towards Chu Ling and the others, with Lian Xin following behind him silently.
"I've met the third princess."
Su Shisan raised his hand and saluted.
"Yunzhou, Su family."
Huangfu Jingyu smiled half-heartedly and looked at Su Shisan, "Should I continue to call you Li Xian? Or should I call you Su Shisan?"
"It all depends on the princess's preference."
Su Shisan said with a calm expression: "As far as the name is concerned, it is just a title for a generation."
"You are really interesting."
Huangfu Jingyu hid his face and said with a smile: "Then I'd better call you Su Shisan."
This smile made countless young people's hearts beat faster.
There are many people in the city who want to pursue Huangfu Jingyu, but Huangfu Jingyu, who is proud and arrogant, does not like these people at all.
"Why do you think the third princess is going down?"
In the Tianjing Pavilion, the old man in white saw this scene and frowned slightly: "It seems that the following literary fight should not alert the third princess to come in person."
"I'm afraid it wasn't this literary fight that sent the third princess down."
The purple-robed old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Didn't you hear the third princess calling Chu Ling's name just now?"
"Chu Ling?"
The old man in white stretched out his hand and said, "That's the Chu Ling who was designated as the leader by Jiang Zhongzi of Zhaoyan Academy? I heard that this person is also the first leader of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society."
"good."
The old man in purple robe nodded and said: "And what's even more interesting is that this Chu Ling has a marriage contract with Duke Shunguo?"
"What!?"
The old man in white robe was surprised and said: "How could such a thing happen? I remember the little guy from Duke Enguo's mansion, isn't it..."
"Yes."
The purple-robed old man raised his lips slightly and said: "This is the most interesting part. This matter was previously silenced by the Duke of Shun, and I also knew about it accidentally."
"There's been a lot of strange things going on here lately."
The old man in white robe shook his head with a smile, "I thought I didn't have much interesting things to do while drinking, but I never thought that when I came to Longshou Villa, I would unexpectedly learn such news. Come here, it will come to my mind."
"Ha ha……"
Hearty laughter echoed in Tianjing Pavilion.
Even though Li Qing was one of the Ten Dukes, no one in the Yun Dynasty really regarded him as a Duke. Even the nine pillar states regarded him as one.
It seems that the engagement between Chu Ling and Duke Shun Guo was not deliberately suppressed by Huangfu Yunling. Once this matter spreads in the capital, I don't know what kind of turmoil it will cause.