Miss Xian 'er was wearing a thin gauze dress, and her jade-like skin was faintly discernible. She was smiling as she looked at the door.
Their eyes met. She lowered her head slightly and smiled shyly.
"Young Master?" Miss Xian 'er said softly,"
"Young Master, please come in. Don't look at me like that.”
Li Xuanji: " I've long heard that Miss Xianer is extremely talented and is a rare beauty in Xianyang City. I didn't believe it before, but now I do."”
"You are not only a rare beauty in Chang 'an, but also the most beautiful woman in the world.”
"Young Master Li, don't make fun of me.”
Xianer pursed her lips and lowered her head shyly. However, she was smiling. She was obviously very happy.
"Young Master, are you planning to stand outside the door and chat with me?”
Xianer said softly.
The scenery in the room was pleasant. Li Xuanji had just drunk a lot of wine with the little fatty.
He had intended to drink some tea, but Li Xuanji was not used to drinking tea from this era.
At this moment, Li Xuanji felt a little hot, so he took off his outer robe and placed it on the garden table at the side.
Xianer stared at Li Xuanji and suddenly said shyly,"
"Young Master, the night is long. Why don't you listen to me play a song for you to liven things up?”
Li Xuanji was taken aback. He knew that Miss Xianer might have misunderstood him, but he didn't explain.
To be honest, facing such a beauty, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted.
……………………
In the tea room next door, Wang Ren drank an entire pot of tea. His bladder protested twice, and on the third time, he finally couldn't take it anymore.
Was he here for tea?
Wang Ren left the tea room with a stomach full of complaints and walked towards Miss Xian 'er's room, but he was stopped by a servant girl at the door.
"I've been waiting in the tea room for a long time, why hasn't Miss Xian Er seen me yet?”
Wang Ren questioned the servant girl.
"Young Master Wang, don't blame me. Young Lady has already chosen someone else.”
The servant girl replied awkwardly.
“？？？”
Wang Ren felt as if his head had been struck by lightning one after another. Then, he was filled with anger and shouted,
"Miss Xian Er clearly chose me. Why did you suddenly change your mind and make fun of me? If you don't give me an explanation, don't blame me for being impolite.”
His fierce tone and ferocious words made the servant girl a little afraid. After all, Wang Ren was the son of the Prime Minister.
If he really got angry, not to mention a little servant girl like him, even if the entire Blooming Flowering Brothel were to be sacrificed, it would not do.
Wang Ren ignored the maidservants and went straight to Miss Xian 'er's bedroom.
When he arrived at the door, he was stopped by Miss Xian 'er's personal servant girl again.
This made Wang Ren a little angry. Just as he was about to flare up, he heard Miss Xian 'er's magnetic voice coming from the bedroom.
"Hong 'er, since Young Master Wang is not convinced, you can take Young Master Li's poem out and let him take a look.”
The maid named Hong Er looked at Wang Ren cautiously, opened the door to a slit that could only allow one person to pass through, and flashed in.
A few seconds later, she flashed out again and handed the silk cloth to Wang Ren.
The latter took it and glanced at it. His angry expression froze on his face and then slowly disappeared. It was replaced by shock, shock, and disbelief.
He stood rooted to the spot for a long time. His fingers loosened, and the silk cloth slowly fell down.
......
The guests outside were shocked to find that Young Master Wang Ren had come out.
Finished?
Wang Ren's expression made them realize that something was wrong. He had been chased out.
"Young Master Wang, what's wrong with you?”
The little fatty Wang Li seemed to be concerned, but he was actually gossiping.
Earlier, the servant girl called Li Xuanji away. Not long after, Wang Ren came out in a daze.
It was obvious that someone had intercepted them halfway and plucked the plump peony flowers.
"Young Master, I'll take my leave first!”
Everyone wanted to ask more questions, but Wang Ren bowed to Huhai and left.
Only the confused onlookers were left behind.
"Sigh, let's wait for the public announcement. At that time, the situation will naturally be clear.”
Not long after, Miss Xian 'er's personal servant girl came to the hall.
She placed everyone's work on a wooden board and said to everyone,
"The poems that everyone wrote today are all here!”
With that, he turned around and left.
Soon, everyone gathered around.
Instantly, it caused a wave of laughter.
Because the handwriting hanging on the silk cloth was too ugly and crooked…
If Li Xuanji was present, he would definitely be determined to practice calligraphy.
"Drunk…drunk, holding a lamp and watching a sword, dreaming…dreaming back, blowing horns and connecting camps.”
Someone began to read. Everyone's hearts jolted, and they all began to read seriously.
"Eight hundred li under the command of the broiling, fifty strings of the sound of the Great Wall, the battlefield autumn soldiers.”
"Lu Kuaikuai is a horse, and his bow is like a thunderbolt.”
"To settle the affairs of the king and the world, to win the reputation of the dead. It's a pity that it happened for nothing!"
The air fell into a momentary silence, and no one spoke for a long time.
After an unknown period of time, a student's lips trembled with excitement.
"Good poem. I will take my leave first. I will go somewhere else to spread this poem.”
"This one will also take my leave. How can I be absent for the sake of the Great Qin poetry world?”
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