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Chapter 422

At night, the lanterns are lit.

Beside the Bian River, Tianshui Lane.

King Yun Zhao Kai arrived at Pinxiang Pavilion early.

This is the most prosperous fireworks place in Tianshui Lane, and their current location is in the private room on the third floor.

This is a large flat floor, and tonight the entire Pinxiang Pavilion has been occupied by King Yun.

King Yun Zhao Kai and a dozen or so talented people sat in a private room reciting poems and composing poems, with beautiful women accompanying them. They were very happy.

Among these people, one is particularly eye-catching. She is the talented woman who is famous in the capital, Li Qingzhao!

Li Qingzhao often sat with these talented people and beauties, talking about the past and the present, and he was very high-spirited.

When you get excited, you can recite a poem, which will attract compliments and compliments from the people around you.

Among these young men, Zhao Mingcheng, the son of the former prime minister, was particularly attentive to Li Qingzhao.

At this time, Li Qingzhao had already drank several glasses of wine, and her delicate and flawless face was glowing with a pink wine halo, making her extremely beautiful.

The group of young men next to me were itching to watch, but even if they had this intention, they couldn't get close.

Zhao Mingcheng sat next to Li Qingzhao. Among everyone present, except for King Yun Zhao Kai, no one dared to compete with Zhao Mingcheng for a woman.

Li Qingzhao was usually a relatively bold woman at banquets. Whether she was surrounded by ladies or young men from aristocratic families, she would burst into song and compose a poem whenever she was in a good mood.

But the state of Li Qingzhao today made Zhao Mingcheng beside him look a little confused.

Because she was too quiet, too quiet to look like the most talented woman in the capital that Zhao Mingcheng knew.

"Sister Zhao'er, why do you look a little gloomy today? Did someone offend you?"

"Speak out, and I will go find that person to argue with you right now."

Li Qingzhao smiled politely: "Master Zhao is worrying too much."

Although Zhao Mingcheng calls himself "brother", Li Qingzhao is very different from each other and calls him "Mr. Zhao". He also expresses that he and he are not as close as people think.

"Come, come, come, the morning breeze and bright moon today, the beautiful scenery is endless. Let's have a few drinks." Zhao Kai picked up the wine glass, and everyone was immediately happy and drank together.

Not long after, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

When Zhao Mingcheng was standing up, he heard footsteps coming from below and thought it was another distinguished guest invited by Zhao Kai.

In order to express himself and highlight his talents in front of Li Qingzhao, Zhao Mingcheng deliberately shook his head, stood up, and sang at the top of his voice.

However, when Zhao Mingcheng was in high spirits, something came from downstairs that made Li Qingzhao burst into laughter.

"Oh, let me go! Which rooster is not sleeping and crowing here at this late night?"

"Even if you want to attract little hens, you can't do it during this time!"

Li Qingzhao, who was drinking by himself, immediately lit up when he heard Wu Zhi's voice.

However, this light just flickered and soon dimmed again.

Because of the annoyance in his heart, Li Qingzhao picked up the wine glass again and poured the wine with a little green light into the mouth of the cherry along the two moist lips.

The city of Tokyo is full of talented people, and talented and learned young men from aristocratic families are like crucian carp crossing a river.

Therefore, there is no such thing as the most talented person in Tokyo.

However, among the many talents, Zhao Mingcheng has the greatest reputation.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Mingcheng developed a conceited character.

He immediately raised his head high and looked at Wu Zhi who happened to be walking up from the stairs.

When he saw it was Wu Zhi, Zhao Mingcheng's eyes suddenly widened and he was about to spit out fire: "It turns out to be you!"

"Wu Longtu is not in the military camp, staying with those soldiers who are full of filthy smells, why come to such a romantic place?"


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