Yang Yi was stunned. Wasn't this Li Qingzhao's poem?
Cai Dun chuckled, the fat on his face shook, and his eyes shone. He said in an admiring tone,"This is a poem written by Li Qingzhao, the daughter of Li Gefei, Minister of Rites.”
"Could it be?" Yang Yi asked.
"That's right." Cai Dun said with a look of a promising child,""Haitang's name comes from this.”
Yang Yi rubbed his chin. Li Qingzhao had become famous at a young age, so it seemed that he had quite a number of fans in Bianjing.
"So Brother Cai is also a fan of Little Lady Li?”Yang Yi said.
Cai Dun put away his fan and said,""Brother Yang, what is the meaning of these fans?”
Yang Yi was stunned, but he said nonchalantly,""It means that Brother Cai admires Little Lady Li.”
Cai Dun smiled and said," Of course. I have a close personal relationship with Little Lady Li. I'll introduce you to her later."”
Yang Yi was speechless. If he didn't guess wrongly, this fatty should be related to the Cai family.
Li Gefei was Su Shi's student, and the two of them were born to be enemies. The so-called private relationship should also be Fatty bragging in front of him.
As the two of them were chatting, a commotion came from afar.
Yang Yi and Cai Dun looked over and saw a group of people walking in. The person in front was a woman.
The woman was slightly fragrant, her face was red, her eyebrows were green, her eyes were bright, and she was graceful.
It was Li Qingzhao.
However, compared to the simple and elegant appearance Yang Yi had seen before, Li Qingzhao was now dressed in luxurious clothes and looked even more graceful than before.
Surrounded by a few young ladies, all dressed in pink and silk skirts, with golden hairpins swaying in the air, it was a spectacular sight.
The stars surrounded the moon, not hiding its beauty at all.
"That's Little Lady Li over there. Brother Yang, I'll introduce you to her later." Cai Dun said with a smile.”
"Eh, she's here. She must have seen me and come over to say hello. Brother Yang, don't be agitated, don't lose your manners.”Cai Dun's face lit up.
Yang Yi helplessly glanced at the excited Cai Dun. Now, he was somewhat doubting his own thoughts.
Perhaps this Cai Dun had nothing to do with Cai Jing.
The beautiful woman took light steps and arrived in front of Yang Yi.
She had an oval-shaped face, clear black and white eyes, cherry-red lips, a faint smile on her fair face, and smooth black hair.
"Young Master Yang, long time no see." Li Qingzhao smiled.
"Sister Qingzhao, long time no see." Yang Yi cupped his hands.”
Cai Dun was speechless.
Li Qingzhao glared at Yang Yi, obviously dissatisfied with how he had addressed him so intimately in public.
Yang Yi was extremely thick-skinned and did not blush at all.
"Greetings, Little Lady Li," Cai Dun said with a smile.”
Only then did Li Qingzhao notice Cai Dun, who was dressed like a fat pheasant.
"This is…?" Li Qingzhao asked.
She had no impression of this fatty at all. Could he be Yang Yi's friend?
"This is Young Master Cai Dun, the head of the Four Great Talents of Bianjing," Yang Yi said with a smile.”
Li Qingzhao frowned slightly, obviously not having heard of Cai Dun's reputation.
Cai Dun said with a smile,"I don't dare to be called a scholar. I'm Little Lady Li's…" Fans."
Li Qingzhao was speechless. This person's appearance was wretched, his words didn't match, and his actions were vulgar.
Why would Yang Yi hang out with him? What was the meaning of this fan? It probably wouldn't be anything good coming from this person's mouth. Don't lead Yang Yi astray.
She nodded lightly in response.
Li Qingzhao said to Yang Yi," It's time. The poetry recital is about to begin. Let's go in."”
Yang Yi nodded and apologized to Cai Dun before following Li Qingzhao inside.
Cai Dun had a dumbfounded look on his face. He did not expect that this brother he had hit on was really a person who did not reveal his true appearance.
Li Qingzhao was obviously very famous in the poetry club. Although he was younger than these people, everyone who passed by looked at him with admiration.
As for Yang Yi, he wasn't having an easy time.
If looks could kill, then he would probably be cut into a thousand pieces by now.
This was the first time Li Qingzhao had brought a man into the poetry club.
When he reached the door, a man walked out. He was wearing a black robe with narrow sleeves and golden embroidery. There was a vermilion white jade belt around his waist. There was a white jade belt on his waist. He wore a jade scarf on his head. He was handsome and extraordinary. When he saw Li Qingzhao, his eyes lit up.
"Qingzhao, you're here."”
Li Qingzhao bowed slightly.
"Young Master Zhao."
Zhao Mingcheng smiled as he glanced at Yang Yi.
"And this is?"
"I'm Yang Yi," Yang Yi said indifferently.”
Zhao Mingcheng thought about it carefully. There shouldn't be any big shots with the surname Yang in Bianjing.
"Brother Yang, which family's Young Master are you from?"”
"Don't tell me that we have to look at family background to enter this poetry recital?" Yang Yi chuckled.”
Li Qingzhao frowned slightly and said to Zhao Mingcheng with dissatisfaction,"Young Master Zhao, why do you say that?"
At this moment, she believed the fortune teller's words more.
Zhao Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat. He didn't realize that Li Qingzhao thought so highly of Yang Yi. He cupped his hands and said,"I misspoke. Although the poetry meet does not value family background, it values literary talent and clarity. If everyone can enter, wouldn't the threshold of Begonia Manor be broken?”
Yang Yi narrowed his eyes. This fellow seemed to have some opinions about him. Surnamed Zhao? Could it be…
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