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Yang Qingfeng moved to the side to give way, and the youngsters outside entered one by one.

"The next day will be the day after the sting. The imperial city will go to recuperation for one day. The king will definitely go to the flower gardens. Young Master Qingfeng, what do you think?"

He did not know that the king would go to the flower garden, but it was a good opportunity.

When Qingyan heard that question, she looked at Zhonan for a moment. He had thought that he was just a scholar who had read poems empty-handed. He hadn't thought that he would also like to compete with these people.

Yang Qingfeng saw that there was no response from Qingyan, so he opened his mouth, "Of course we have to go, regardless of whether we meet the King or not." The garden in the Imperial City was very big, and there were flowers and plants everywhere. It was very difficult to accidentally run into one person.

"Then we'll go to the flower garden together the next day."

This was what they had come here to discuss. After saying their piece, they went back to their respective rooms.

Two days later

The weather was clear, and the sky was as clear as if it was washed. A few birds were chirping in the distance, adding a bright color to the sudden spring day.

The new young masters had gotten up early in the morning and put on clothes suitable for the season. Some of them even had rouged their faces slightly, letting the bright white and rosy skin shine with vitality.

These people chatted and laughed as they went to the flower garden. It was as if they were a group of young masters out on a stroll. Without a father, they continued to play as much as they liked.

Fifteen or sixteen years old was the age where one liked to play. Even if they were to follow the rules and regulations, they would be no exception.

A few of the people who had read poetry sat in the pavilion around Sugar.

Although the pond in front of them had not grown anything yet, one or two red fish would jump out from it from time to time. With a 'putong' sound, they would fall back into the pond.

The few newbies gathered around this scene and discussed in detail about what they had learned in their lives.

Not far away from there, some of the young masters in the families had already started beating their branches against each other. Of course, this was just a joke, no one dared to really hurt anyone.

Perhaps it was because they did not have the warmth to be together with them, or perhaps they had never been in a good mood since they were young. They just sat there without saying anything and just quietly watched them. However, there seemed to be an uneasy restlessness in the air around them.

Qingyan sat there, he had a thorough look at everything. Who could possibly be his opponent? And who wouldn't be? There were even some people who didn't even have the qualifications to compete with him.

The playing youths had completely forgotten about their original intention of coming here, so when the person they were looking forward to had come, they panicked and didn't know how to respond. Naturally, they had never seen that person before as the appearance of an emperor only came from someone else's mouth.

Emperor Zhi was wearing a black robe and didn't have his hair draped over his shoulders in the morning assembly. He had a jade flute tied around his waist, and he didn't want to bring any guards with him.

Even Qing Yan only knew this. Even though his mind was clear, he was still a 15 or 16 year old youth. When he saw the other party's temperament oppressing him, he naturally felt a sense of reverence.