At the beginning of the lights, Li Xuan rode to the residence of Duke Xu. There's no need to mention the bustling traffic here, as the carriages outside have already stopped three streets away.

When Li Xuan entered the door, he saw his two little friends, Zhang Mount Taishan and Peng Fulai, from a distance, and then he looked stunned.

At this moment, Peng Fulai was dressed in a snow-white Confucian robe, with a scholar's scarf on his head and a folding fan in his hand, looking elegant and refined. Unfortunately, his tonnage was too large and he did not exude that ethereal and dusty aura.

Zhang Taishan also wears the same clothes, only the clothes are sapphire blue, and the effect can be imagined by Dian Wei and Zhang Fei wearing Confucian clothes.

It's frustrating that this guy is still wearing a flower on his temples.

Li Xuan felt a wave of toothache and said, "You two took the wrong medicine, why are you dressed like this

You just took the wrong medicine! "Peng Fulai instinctively replied, then covered his lips with a fan and looked around with his small eyes," I misspoke! I misspoke! Sorry brother, you are also full of knowledge, how can your words be so rude

Zhang Taishan also shook his fan: "Exactly! As my poor brother said, we are all cultural people and should respect each other as guests."

Get lost! Respecting each other like guests is not used that way, "Peng Fulai said, then he exploded again:" Zhang Yue! If you dare to call my son poor again, I'll turn against you! You're the one who's poor, your whole family is poor

Li Xuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He knew that 'Zi Qian' was the character of Peng Fulai, bestowed by a great Confucian scholar.

That great scholar probably looked down upon a merchant family like Peng Fulai, so when the Peng family came knocking on their door, he used the word 'zi poor' as a joke.

Actually, it's okay. The names and characters of ancient people mostly had the same, similar, sequential, extended, or opposite meanings.

Peng Fulai's father was very happy and reportedly offered a daughter to the great scholar on the spot, but Peng Fulai regarded this word as a lifelong shame.

Zhang Taishan was stunned: "So rich brother?"

Peng Fulai couldn't help but look conflicted. He felt like he was calling a rural old farmer.

Well, you still call me poor. I'll make an exception for you today

What's going on? "Li Xuan asked impatiently," Why are you dressed up like a peacock, adorned with flowers, and pretending to be gentle

Sorry, you didn't know? "Peng Fulai was very surprised." Today's garden party at the residence of Duke Xu was actually entrusted by Lady Zhang Guifei in the palace to select a son-in-law for Princess Changle

Li Xuan couldn't help but furrow his brow and said, "Isn't Princess Changle missing

To his knowledge, this person was traveling with the Second Prince and is currently missing.

In fact, he was already surprised that the garden party was still held as usual when the princes and daughters of the current dynasty went missing. The prestigious families and nobles in Nanjing did not value imperial power, did they?

It's just because this princess doesn't participate, otherwise I wouldn't love to come. Who wants to be a son-in-law? If you can't be an official, you'll just have to be controlled by the princess. When you go to bed, you have to respectfully say, 'Your Highness, I'll undress you,' 'Your Highness, I'm in.' How frustrating this life is

Zhang Tailai sneered and then noticed that Li Xuan and Peng Fulai were both looking at him thoughtfully. He was immediately shocked and asked, "What are you guys watching me do

We are studying how long your face is, "Peng Fulai smiled, then turned to Li Xuan and said," He's right. It's precisely because the princess didn't come that there will be so many people attending the banquet today. The legendary Twelve Beauties of Jinling, nine of them came this time. But what we want to demand to marry is Miss Xue Yunrou from the capital

In an instant, information about Miss Xue flashed through Li Xuan's mind - it was said that her father had passed away early, leaving her with a fortune of ten thousand yuan, and her uncle was one of the top five experts in the world today, with cultivation surpassing the Twelve Towers and entering the realm of heaven.

What's rare is that this woman is not only stunningly beautiful and unparalleled in style, but also gentle and versatile in temperament. His cultivation is also quite impressive, and he is the direct descendant of the Taoist sect's Celestial Master Mansion.

At this thought, Li Xuan was a bit moved, which can make people struggle for decades less, and can also climb a big backer.

But does this have anything to do with your current ghostly appearance

Peng Fulai couldn't help but exclaim, "It's said that Miss Xue and her daughter both like literary scholars. Haven't you seen so many people pretending to be elegant

Li Xuan only then noticed a large group of children of martial arts nobles here, all dressed in the attire of literati today. Several guys who usually speak with a dry mouth and close with grass have changed into a refined and refined appearance today.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Xuan put aside the idea of changing clothes and followed Peng Fulai and the two to the backyard of Xu Guogong's mansion.

At this time, it is the beginning of the dinner party, and the garden party will not start until after nightfall.

Unfortunately, although the customs in this world are relatively open and similar to the Tang Dynasty in another world, there are still basic male and female defenses, so male and female guests at the garden party cannot sit together.

In addition, the literary and aristocratic families in Nanjing are not comparable to the military and noble families. Despite the fact that these noble children dress themselves up in a gentle and refined manner, they once again distinguish themselves clearly at the banquet.

Xu Guogong's mansion may also be concerned about a brawl or bullying incident between the two sides, so they have arranged a loft for each side.

——Li Xuan's predecessor had done this kind of despicable thing before. He once colluded with a group of playboys to beat a group of Confucian scholars to tears.

When everyone sat down, the situation became awkward. In another attic separated from them by a flower field, there were occasional people reciting poems and singing loudly. However, the atmosphere here was extremely dull, and for half a minute after the banquet began, no one spoke.

After a long time, the Crown Prince of Chang Wenbo's family may not be able to bear it anymore. After coughing, he took the initiative to raise his glass and said, "Gentlemen, don't drink in silence. Why don't we make a drinking order to help the wine industry thrive

We also have this intention! "Someone immediately responded eagerly," What rules do you dare to ask

Chang Wenbo, the Crown Prince, pondered for a moment and said, "How about a refined decree today? Using the character 'Xia' as the decree, each recite an ancient poem

But once again, needles fell into the entire attic, and everyone fell silent, scraping their knife like eyes towards the proposer.

Peng Fulai leaned in to Li Xuan's ear and said, "Isn't this difficult for us? He will have no friends in the future

Cold sweat had already seeped out of the forehead of Prince Chang Wenbo: "If poetry is not enough, then why not use couplets? Use flower branches to command the head office? Change characters? Use allusions? Or use dental plaques? Use pots

The atmosphere in the building is getting colder and colder. Just when a cold wind blows through here, Zhang Mount Taishan can't help but interpose: "Otherwise, it's better to punch?"

At that moment, everyone's attention shifted from the son of Uncle Chang to Zhang Mount Taishan, and most of them were full of contempt and disdain.

After about a moment, Lady Xu Guogong and several other ladies walked into the attic called 'Tingyu Tower' through the back door.

Madam Xue, if you don't like those talented people from scholarly backgrounds, you can also consider the noble families in our Nanjing city. The literary style in Jiangnan is prosperous, so even the children of the Wu family mansions are mostly bandits and gentlemen

But when she pulled open the curtains and looked through the screen into the hall, she was stunned.

I saw that more than half of the people here were shirtless, waving their hands with a red face and ears: "San Yuan Lang! It must be over! Two are good! Four are rich -