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Chapter 408 Poetry Party (Part 1)

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    "Then go down, Your Highness. Yan'er also knows that His Highness is doing business."

    "I think you don't think so. Well, you are my princess. Let's make an appointment here. Whatever you want to know, I will tell you the truth."

    "Sometimes Yan'er wants His Highness to lie to me."

    "Why are you lying to me? You are my Princess Jin."

    Li Zhi called the maid, and naturally changed into the clothes of a romantic young man, with a folding fan in his hand, but he still didn't look like an ordinary scholar. In fact, just one look at this body showed that he was not helpless.

    Generally speaking, literati study poetry and books for a long time and sit in the house for a long time. This is exactly what the saying goes. The four bodies are not diligent and the five grains are not separated. Although there are exceptions, there are also a few who are capable of literature and martial arts. After all, they are only a handful.

    It doesn¡¯t matter if you have the appearance of a scholar or not. Who said that ladies like ladies who are frail and look sickly for a long time?

    Isn¡¯t it good for you to be like this?  With my appearance and figure at this time, I can tell that I can compose articles when I sit down, and I can capture tigers and subdue dragons when I stand up.

    Li Zhi opened the folding fan and took a look in front of the bronze mirror. That look always made Wang Yan and Chuntao unable to hold back their lips and smile.

    "Beautiful!"

    Wang Yan laughed a few times, but couldn't help but uttered two words.

    Li Zhi closed the folding fan, and the tip of the fan picked up Wang Yan's chin.

    "My dear concubine, am I ugly or really beautiful?"

    "So beautiful, so beautiful, a handsome man."

    Wang Yan pushed the folding fan, and Li Zhi opened it again with a smile.

    "Okay, I'm really going. Concubine, if you really don't want to go and have a look, you can also see what the poems in Xingyang look like and how they are different from those in Chang'an and Taiyuan."

    "Your Highness, please go down and come back as early as possible. Yan'er won't go."

    Li Zhi nodded and took Chuntao with him. When they got there, Chuntao was asked to wait outside. He entered Liuyuan alone. This was the name of the manor here, but it had the same name as a later manor, but the two naturally had nothing to do with each other.  .  After all, they were built in different years and have completely different styles and locations. The two gardens are completely different from each other.

    At this time, when we entered the Lingering Garden, the lights inside were naturally bright. Several young people beside us were hurried in, all wearing scholar's brocade clothes.

    The scholars of this era were actually different from the later scholars, because the scholars at this time were generally from very good backgrounds, because only those with good backgrounds could learn literature and calligraphy in this era, because at this time, learning required a lot of money.  .

    "It is difficult to have a noble son from a poor family. I was born in a poor family and worked all day long to make a living. I had no time to study and practice calligraphy."

    Even if you have ambitions, they must be restricted by practical living conditions.

    It can be said that knowledge at this time was in the hands of aristocratic families. Just look at the origins of the prime ministers in the Tang Dynasty, and you can tell a lot.

    Not to mention anything else, the Zheng family in Xingyang alone had eleven prime ministers in the Tang Dynasty, which was relatively rare among the top wealthy families.

    Therefore, most of the scholars at this time were from good backgrounds. Even if there were a few ambitious young people from poor families, they were definitely rare.

    Entering the Lingering Garden, these people were walking, with Li Zhi following them. They were walking in such a hurry, they must be participating in a poetry meeting, and they were dressed so well, they must be to attract others' attention.

    Liuyuan is a big place, so if Li Zhi follows them, he will naturally avoid going astray.

    "This brother is so cool!"

    Li Zhi followed several people, and one of them turned around and looked at Li Zhi, unable to bear to ask.

    "I just came to Xingyang. I heard that it is lively here, so I wanted to join in the fun."

    "Oh, although the poetry club here is open to the public, it doesn't have much skill, and it can't be shown in public."

    "Just joining in the fun! Just joining in the fun."

    Li Zhi opened the folding fan, and the peach blossom was extremely eye-catching.

    The folding fans in the hands of literati often depict gentlemen among flowers, as a metaphor for their own character.  It may be as open-minded as a green bamboo, or as elegant as a orchid.

    Li Zhi, this is good, just a peach blossom, and it is the most blooming and most beautiful peach blossom.  The metaphor of peach blossom is not a good one!  Moreover, everyone knows the purpose of the Lingering Garden Poetry Club. Your peach blossom is too eye-catching. Even if you want to have a peach blossom marriage in the Lingering Garden, there is no need to be so conspicuous!

    The man looked at the folding fan that Li Zhi opened and didn't want to talk to Li Zhi. Birds of a feather flock together and people belong to groups, so it's better to stay away. The scholar just walked inside.

    Li Zhi was naturally too lazy to pay attention to others. He was just looking for someone to lead the way.

    There are also specially designed pavilions and pavilions in the Lingering Garden, but men are not allowed to enter or leave here. Only young women, or maids at home, accompany them, or they have three or two partners.

      At this time, there are naturally many warblers and swallows here, so lively.

    Across the courtyard wall, there is a kind of swing inside the wall and a path outside the wall.  Pedestrians outside the wall, the smell of the smile of the beautiful lady inside.

    When Li Zhi was walking outside the wall, he naturally vaguely heard the voice of the woman inside the wall. From the voice, he knew that she was a young woman, and she must be very good-looking.

    Everyone in this era is generally good -looking. There is no way. Several generations of genes are preferred. It is strange that it is not good.

    Li Zhi has never seen an ugly princess in the Tang Dynasty. After all, his parents¡¯ looks are there, and no matter how the genes are combined, they can¡¯t be combined for a business trip.

    The same is true for these powerful families and local wealthy families.

    ¡° This Lingering Garden Poetry Party really feels like a blind date. Lingering in the Garden and Lingering in the Garden. I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s a boy staying with a girl or a girl staying with a boy.  It's a bit difficult for men to chase women, but it's much easier for women to chase men.

    Li Zhi walked for a while, and suddenly there was a lake in front of him. There were several painted boats in the lake, all of them were caged by gauze.  The daughter's laughter can also be heard in this painting boat, bursts of laughter are like silver bells.

    Li Zhi felt relieved after listening to it, and it was a beautiful smile for a young woman.

    Li Zhi continued to walk, looking at the boat from a distance, but could not see anything through the curtains. At most, he could see a few shadows, which looked youthful and graceful.

    "And the pavilions connected by the long corridor here have already been filled with many literati and elegant people, all of whom are well-dressed. I don't know if they are all literati and elegant people, or if there are more people who have the heart of tigers and wolves.

    Li Zhi naturally has a tiger in his heart and wants to smell the rose, and it is the most beautiful rose in Xingyang.

    The youngest daughter of Zheng¡¯s wife, Mrs. Fang, was Li Zhi¡¯s goal when he came here.

    Li Zhi knew that she was just seventeen this year, which meant she was two years older than him. Her name had the word "shuang" in it, which probably meant she was as white and elegant as frost and snow!

    Li Zhi knew that she was on a certain boat on the lake. Naturally, Li Zhi didn't know which boat she was on.

    At this time, two maids had already come over. A pink note in the maid's hand was handed to an older man sitting next to a mahogany table in the pavilion.

    "The topic proposed by the historian from the north of the city is based on winter snow. I wonder which young man can write a poem?"

    Li Zhi stood aside, but at this time he could see clearly that it was his daughter's family who asked the questions for the Garden Poetry Recital, and the elegant scribes who came to answer the questions.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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