Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Yeah, I think you just want to fall back.

Li Xin wanted to say that, but in the end he didn't say it, but gave Chen Youlan a meaningful look. Even after Xiaoling heard Chen Youlan's words, she couldn't help showing a little vacant expression.

When Chen Youlan and Li Xin competed last time, she was there. She has also seen how terrible it is that my lady loses. Regarding whether it is possible for Chen Youlan to actively restart this sealed gambling game in her lifetime, no matter how naive she is, she also knows that the answer should be no.

"Oh, one yard goes to one yard anyway." Chen Youlan forcibly interrupted the topic about the last gambling game.

Li Xin raised his eyebrows and didn't say much. No way, girls, I must give in a little bit.

Chen Youlan continued: "Three days later, it will be the Qixi Festival. Zuichun Tower will hold a large-scale poetry party. Then you and I will all go to see who can win. If I win, my Chen family’s 100 cans will be required. You are two and a half percent. If I lose, one and a half will be 15 percent. I will help you meet your sister, how about?"

Li Xin finally understood what idea Chen Youlan was playing. She thought she would never lose to Li Xin in poems, so she was so generous to sell herself as bait first. She knew that when Li Xin heard that his fiancée looked ugly, it was difficult to refuse the temptation to see her true face with his own eyes.

In her opinion, as long as Li Xin agrees to compare her with poetry, she will definitely not lose. At that time, you can earn half more without spending a penny. I have to admit that if Li Xin is still the original Li Xin, this is really a good wishful thinking.

It is a pity that Li Xin, who is standing in front of Chen Youlan at this moment, has long been reborn.

"Okay, I agreed. Let's do that." Li Xin smiled harmlessly, as if he was cheated and counted the money cheerfully.

This Nizi must be so happy, right? I'm stupid about how to arrange it. Li Xin looked at Chen Youlan's smart eyes and couldn't help but think a little amused in his heart. He was suddenly looking forward to what Chen Youlan would look like when he saw him writing a poem. It must be wonderful.

The discussion was finalized, and Chen Youlan didn't stay much, so she took Xiaoling and left the Chu Palace.

Watching the two leave, Li Xin's expression gradually became more sly, and he whispered twice in his mouth: "Chinese Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, hehe, have you invited me to spend Valentine's Day together so early?" Well, actually Li Xin was just talking casually. He knows very well that the Qixi Festival in the Tang Dynasty has not been given the meaning of "Valentine's Day" like later generations did, just as St. Valentine's Day in the West was not Valentine's Day in the popular sense at first.

Li Xin slowly returned to the back hall while humming. He wanted to see what Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu were doing, but he didn't expect that the kitchen was already empty. The cook said that shortly after Li Xin left, the two goods left with two bottles of wine each from the back door, and it is estimated that they were going back for business.

In fact, as soon as Li Xin walked away, Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu looked at each other on the back foot, and tacitly began to search all corners of the kitchen together to see if Li Xin had any hidden wine, and planned to divide the spoils. Unexpectedly, there was really nothing in the end, and then both of them walked away disappointedly.

Looking at the kitchen that seemed to have been patronized by a hundred robbers in front of him, Li Xin couldn't laugh or cry, only cursing these two scum.

Three days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it came the annual Tanabata Festival.

The Qixi Festival, also known as the Qiqiao Festival, the Girl's Day, and the Qiqiao Festival, is a traditional Chinese folk festival. It is derived from the worship of stars. It is the birthday of the Seven Sisters in the traditional sense. It is held on Seven Nights, hence the name "Qixi". Every day, girls in every household will worship Qi Jie, pray for blessings, beg for skill, sit and watch the Morning Glory and Vega, pray for marriage, and store water for Qixi Festival. This is the traditional customs of Qixi Festival.

Literati and scholars like to gather together to have a banquet, write poetry and drink together on this basis. The wind and the moon are boundless, and it is also a beautiful thing.

Although Li Xin wasn't interested in literati and scholars, he still came to the Zuichun Tower in Dongshi City because of the face he had agreed with Chen Youlan, with Qin Huaiyu by his side. As for Cheng Chumo, a downright vulgar person like him has always sneered at poems and other activities, so he didn't come.

It's strange to say that although he came from a family of warriors, Qin Huaiyu unexpectedly liked reading and poetry. Li Xin always thinks that this may be a manifestation of genetic mutations. Although from the outside, Qin Huaiyu is tall and burly, almost no different from his father Qin Qiong. It always makes people think that this guy is suitable for murder and arson. Writing or drawing in a book or holding a pen is a bit of a violation.

Of course, Li Xin couldn't tell Qin Huaiyu about such inner activities. After all, he didn't want to be choked to death by Qin Huaiyu on the spot.

Both of them wore Confucian shirts that symbolized scholars, and they looked very gentle, and they were greeted by Xiao Er as soon as they arrived outside the Zuichun Tower. He had already received the order from above. Tonight, anyone who looked like a scholar could be invited into the Drunken Spring House to drink a glass of water and wine.

The main body of Zuichun Tower is an embroidered building with a wooden structure. The interior decorations are also good and very elegant. At first glance, it is very attractive to literati and poems. Today, the Qixi Poetry Festival is held here with such a big fanfare, I am afraid that it is essentially to make a name.

Talented people drink and compose poems here, and enjoy the joy of the banquet, while Zuichunlou gets the fame that this poem will bring. If there happens to be a poem that can be passed down to the world in this poem meeting, the name of Zuichunlou may even become famous for a while with this poem, and it will become a memorial place in the hearts of literati. At that time, its business will naturally take a step forward. After all, literati in the Tang Dynasty were the main consumers of places like restaurants.

Li Xin and Qin Huaiyu sat down in an elegant seat and looked at the surrounding environment casually. The diligent little Er immediately offered two glasses of wine and said: "Tonight, the Tanabata Festival, my shopkeeper invites all the scholars to drink a glass of water and wine. I wish you all a bright future and a bright future!"

Qin Huaiyu smiled politely, took the wine handed over by Xiaoer, put it aside, and ordered two pots of tea and a few side dishes. After drinking Erguotou, he felt like drinking water from other wines. , So I simply stopped drinking.

Li Xin has no obsession with wine. Tea and wine don't matter to him. The two of them ate and chatted, and Li Xin looked around from time to time, looking for the two familiar figures.

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