The oiran lady Yixuan had just landed in the center of the stage, and he saluted in all directions.
The sluts below, after a burst of excitement, held their breath and listened to Miss Yixuan's speech.
But before Miss Yixuan could speak, a magnetic voice came from the second floor.
"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered!"
hiss!
Everyone looked at the private room on the second floor. Even the oiran Yixuan also turned around and looked at the private room on the second floor, and she could hear the drop of a needle.
Who is this person who can actually come up with such wonderful sentences casually?
And it was obvious that this poem was just to cater to her name, and it was also suspected of provocation.
snort!
Yixuan snorted in her heart, no matter who you are, no matter how good your poems are, she will not accompany the guests tonight.
Even if the poem she composed couldn't win, the lady gave her a poem about "Chinese Valentine's Day", which absolutely overwhelmed the audience and made them run away in shame.
Her target is the King of Shu.
The lady ordered that once the King of Shu comes, let her meet the King of Shu to see his true talents and knowledge, and then deliberately lose to the King of Shu, get close to the King of Shu, and explore the secrets of the King of Shu.
But the lady ordered her in an unquestionable tone not to devote herself to the King of Shu, otherwise she would be in a dilemma of life and death.
"Who are you?"
"This is a poetry conference. Since you can write such a beautiful poem, why not let everyone get to know it?"
At this time, Fang Yiai's head happened to be exposed from the handrail on the second floor, with a vulgar face.
Forehead……
Everyone said "Uh" in disbelief.
How could he be the young master of the Fang family?
Everyone in Chang'an knows that he is a big idiot with no ideas.
Even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't believe it. How could he say such a wonderful sentence casually?
It must have been bought from some big shot at a high price.
Bring it here to show off!
Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was Fang Yiai, she had nothing to worry about. It was just a broken sentence.
She was just afraid that if the king of poetry came, she would have no choice but to sing out that poem.
Fang Yiai's mouth twitched, and she felt very happy when she looked at everyone's expressions.
Every time he came here, he would be laughed at by everyone. Today, when he saw everyone's shocked, envious, and even adoring eyes, he felt extremely happy.
Just when everyone was about to ignore Fang Yiai, another head emerged. When everyone looked again, it was Du He, Du Ruhui's son.
It is said that Du He is both talented and beautiful, and he is relatively low-key in his work. Could it be that he wrote this poem?
Yixuan frowned, then smiled and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Du!"
He bowed slightly and gave a salute.
"I have admired Mr. Du for his literary and military skills for a long time, but Mr. Du is a low-key person and never shows his talent in front of everyone. Today, he just casually said a sentence, and it is a good sentence that has been passed down through the ages. This little girl admires him."
"Master Du, why don't you write the whole poem and let the literati present here appreciate it?"
Du He coughed hurriedly, his face turned dark, I'm so low-key, that's because I can't write good poems, okay!
If I could write such a beautiful sentence, you could still return to Wanhua Tower intact.
"Girl, I am here to lift you up. This is a wonderful sentence... There is someone else!!"
Everyone let out a sigh of disappointment.
Du He turned to look at Li Ke, who was still banging on the table, and said urgently: "Third Young Master, come out quickly!"
Everyone was itching to find out that it was not Mr. Du who did it. Who was in the private room?
If you can have Fang Yiai and Du He accompany you, you must be a big shot!
Yixuan also became nervous. She also wanted to see who this person was so that she could be sure of it.
The lady said that she could not recite the poem unless absolutely necessary.
The old madam stood next to Li Ke, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead. She was the one who knew this third young master best. This man was sitting here, and without thinking, he blurted out the best words of all time.
If Miss Yixuan loses, is she really going to have to pay Yixuan a thousand gold in compensation?
This girl Yixuan is the cash cow of their Wanhua Building.
Once you lose once, the image you have built up with great difficulty will collapse and will no longer be valuable in the future.
"Sir, my girl Yixuan is looking at you..."
Li Ke smiled and said: "I know!"
"Tell her to come up to me, I don't want to walk!"
Ah this...
It's so majestic that he wants the top brass of Wanhua Tower to come up to see him in person. Who is this person?
Du He was shocked. Today is just to let you show up and let everyone know that you are here at Wanhua Building.
In the end, you are fine, but you still want to hide your identity?
He thought for a long time, and when he saw that Yixuan on the stage was reluctant to move, he stepped to the armrest and shouted angrily: "You are so impudent, you are a prostitute, how dare you keep the King of Shu waiting!" BIquGe.biz
Damn it!
Li Ke was furious. When he came, he told you not to reveal my name. Are you so fucking stupid?
Give me eye drops at this time?
Li Ke jumped up, held on to the door frame, and kicked Du He directly in the back. If it weren't for the handrail, Du He would have fallen to the first floor.
Looking at the crumbling handrail, Du He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, and he completely hated Li Ke in his heart. If the handrail hadn't been in front of him, he would have suffered a bloody head right now.
Du He also said angrily: "King Shu, you..."
Then, he immediately calmed down the anger in his heart. A man who can bend and stretch will let you play for a night.
He said with a sad face: "King Shu, that prostitute despises you, I just can't stand it, I will fight for you..."
Li Ke had a cold face and snorted in his heart, but he remembered Du He. This man was very scheming and capable of bending and stretching. He was a ruthless person.
"This king needs your guidance when doing things."
Now that it has been exposed, I simply admit it generously.
The old madam was frightened and huddled in the corner, not daring to say a word.
These princes and nobles take action as soon as they say it. If he had fallen from here just now, his Wanhua Tower would be doomed.
The barbarians below were also stunned at this moment. They did not expect that the person in the private room was the King of Shu, and he almost killed Mr. Du He.
The people in the four private rooms also showed their heads and looked at King Shu's private room with surprised expressions.
Some people were hiding in private rooms, already shivering. They were high-ranking officials in the court. If they were seen by the King of Shu and reported to His Majesty, or if the Censor learned about it, they would lose their face.
Li Ke slowly walked towards the armrest and looked at the oiran lady Yixuan below.
She is indeed a beauty, a beauty who will captivate the entire country.
Moreover, she has the temperament of a lady, no wonder she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song.
This is full of poetry and calligraphy!
But at this moment, Yixuan was stunned on the stage. She didn't know what to do?
She never expected that the person in the private room was actually the person the young lady ordered her to meet.
"My King Li Ke, everyone, I was rude just now!"
"Miss Yixuan, please come up for a moment!"
Everyone: "..."
This King of Shu is really awesome. He is already like this, and he still wants Yixuan Oiran to come up?
Today is a poetry gathering, a poetry gathering for everyone. You are the prince, so you can’t eat alone!
But they can only curse a word or two in their hearts and let them stand up and speak. They will not ask for trouble and become disabled for life.
Mr. Du Hedu just now is a lesson learned from the past!
They all came together, but they just said the wrong thing and almost died on the spot, let alone these little people with no background.
The big guys in the private room on the second floor all shrank their heads and pretended not to have seen him today.
No one can mess with this living king of hell.
Yixuan thought again and again, then smiled at the King of Shu, bowed slightly and bowed.
Then, she said calmly and generously: "Your Highness, King of Shu, my little lady also wants to come up and have dinner with you, but there are rules in Wanhua Tower. Without rules, nothing can be done."
"This is a poetry conference. As long as your highness wins the little girl in any category, the little girl will be willing to serve your highness, and all the gentlemen who participated in the poetry conference will also be convinced!"
"Hahaha……"
"What the girl said makes perfect sense. I'm not the kind of person who bullies you!"
Li Ke laughed and was about to start showing off.
"Since you all want to see my poems, I will comply with your wishes."
Everyone: "..."
Too arrogant, too shameless.
Do you dare to say that you are not the one who takes advantage of the overlord?
But some time ago, there was a scandal about the King of Shu, who forcibly slept with the daughter of a certain minister's family.
"Girl, please give me a question!"
Yixuan was so angry that the girl he slept with was their young lady!
He turned around and forgot about the bad things he had done!
I will teach you a lesson today, this dissolute scoundrel, or else I will be sorry for my young lady.
"good……"
"Why don't you complete the poem just now, and the little girl will write another poem for you all to taste, and the winner will be decided in one round!"
At this moment, night has fallen, swallowing up the entire city of Chang'an.
The King of Yue sent a group of experts to wait at the gate of the Shu Palace, following the eight people who came out of the Shu Palace.
In a teahouse opposite Prince Shu's Mansion, seventeen people were sitting. They were all in black, with crescent scimitars hanging on their waists. They were sitting quietly in the room, and no one spoke.
The door was pushed open, and a young man came to a middle-aged man about forty years old and said: "Boss, someone is following the master's people..."
"I heard them secretly talking about making them disappear from the world tonight."
The middle-aged man opened his eyes and said lightly: "Second brother, take seven people and kill them... bring their heads. This is our greeting gift to the master."
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