Chapter 1498： : Yangzhou Literature Society

He boarded a fast boat and rushed to Yangzhou. After five days, Li Chengfeng finally arrived at the shore of Yangzhou.

Along the way, there are blooming flowers on both sides of the river, and there are as many flower boats for tourists to enjoy as there are crucian carp crossing the river, and the sound of wind music can be heard endlessly.

At night, the beautiful scenery is reflected by various lanterns on the surface of the river, and the stream of tourists on the bank is like flowing water in the river.

Li Chengfeng, who was practicing internal strength in the boat, was attracted by the lively sounds outside, got up and walked out of the lounge behind the cabin.

Looking at the lively scene by the river, Li Chengfeng raised the corners of his mouth.

"Fireworks are going down in Yangzhou in March! This Yangzhou is indeed very lively!" He couldn't help sighing.

Wearing a navy blue robe and holding a short fan in his hand, Li Chengfeng jumped off the boat and shuttled through the streets of Yangzhou.

In his previous life, he was busy with work, so he hadn't enjoyed Yangzhou Tangchi, which is famous all over the world!

Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng put away the fan in his hand and walked towards the Tangchi restaurant on the corner of the street.

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When he left the soup restaurant an hour later, it was already midnight.

The streets of Yangzhou are still full of people coming and going.

It is far away from Xijing, and it is also a place where rich businessmen and great merchants gather.

The government and business forces are complex, so the curfew has naturally been relaxed a lot.

Li Chengfeng strolled alone on the streets of Yangzhou, and saw the fiery red water in front of him from a distance.

When he approached, he found that the river in front of him was full of flower boats of different sizes, and it was very lively.

Just when Li Chengfeng was in a daze, a small boat stopped on the pier beside Li Chengfeng.

A beautiful woman stepped off the boat.

The woman dressed luxuriously and behaved politely did not look like a woman who would stay on a flower boat, but rather like a young lady from a wealthy businessman's family.

"Young master, our master invited you to board the boat!" The woman bowed and saluted.

Li Chengfeng was taken aback again, since he had just come to Yangzhou, he had never met any official people here, so it was impossible for anyone to know his identity.

Xijing is more than a thousand miles away from Yangzhou, and he doesn't have any friends in Yangzhou.

Who would invite me to the flower boat at this time? Li Chengfeng was puzzled.

With doubts in his heart, he boarded the boat with the woman and sailed to the distant river.

The boat sailed on the river for less than a stick of incense, and a two-story flower boat appeared in front of the two of them.

All kinds of lanterns are hung on the cruise ship, all of which are famous talents and beauties in Yangzhou city.

The servants on the ship took Li Chengfeng all the way to a room on the ship.

Inside the room was a man in a green shirt and long robe sitting in front of the tea table, and on both sides of the room were people who looked like young masters.

Seeing Li Chengfeng walk into the room, all the people in the room who were drinking and having fun focused their eyes on him.

The man in green shirt who had been sitting behind the tea table walked up to Li Chengfeng and said, put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile,

"Prince Wang, you are here, everyone is waiting for you!"

Li Chengfeng was suddenly bored. He wanted to relax by visiting the flower boats, but he didn't like this kind of boring banquet.

"Eighth prince, there are people from Tianming Pavilion among them, you will definitely be interested!"

The man next to him heard the sound transmission, and Li Chengfeng's deep voice rang in Li Chengfeng's ears, and he stopped walking away.

Looking up and down the man in the blue shirt again, Li Chengfeng found the blue jade pendant hanging on the man's waist.

He was very familiar with that jade pendant, and the token that Li Shimin gave him was exactly the same as the one on the man.

What's more, since the Water Transport Gang died in the hands of Tianming Pavilion, he has been entangled with Tianming Pavilion.

Before, Tianming Pavilion had always been behind the shots, and he passively accepted the move.

If there is an opportunity to take the initiative to attack now, he must not miss it!

Li Chengfeng took his seat, and the man who invited him just now introduced everyone in the room to him one by one.

This is a literary meeting held once a month in Yangzhou, and most of them are arty rich sons and poor and corrupt scholars.

Among them, the families of four sons have strong financial resources, and the business routes run through the entire Tang Dynasty.

They are the Qing family in the south of the city, the Xu family in the north of the city, the Liu family in the east of the city, and the Qian family in the west of the city.

The financial resources of these companies are all amazing, but they all dislike each other, so they have to compete in every literary meeting.

"And I'm the organizer of this Yangzhou literary fair, Lian Xing!" The man continued to introduce Li Chengfeng.

He had just finished introducing Li Chengfeng when a man in a bronzing robe walked up to Li Chengfeng.

"You are the genius that Lianxing said? You are just a child, right?" The man looked disdainful.

Li Chengfeng raised his head and glanced at the man. This man was Qing Huang, the son of the Qing family mentioned by Lian Xing earlier, and he claimed to be the number one talented man in Yangzhou.

"Oh? I've heard about Mr. Qinghuang's name for a long time, and I happen to have an upper line here and I'm asking for a second line!"

"I hope you can clear up the villain's confusion!" Li Chengfeng said slowly.

Hearing that Li Chengfeng, who was highly praised by Lianxing, asked him for advice, Qing Huang's face blossomed with joy.

"Everyone is a literati, since you want something from me, I will not be stingy!" Qing Huang said with a smile.

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of all the people present gathered together.

Qing Huang has always been defiant by relying on his family power, now it would be best if someone could teach him a lesson.

"Listen up! My Shanglian is Yansuo Pond Willow!" Li Chengfeng drank the wine in the bowl, got up and said.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone including Qing Huang was dumbfounded, this pair is not easy!

Qing Huang thought for about a quarter of an hour, but did not speak for a long time. Some of the doormen behind him also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"This couple implies gold, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements, and the imagery is also very good. Do you want to get the second couplet?"

"Unexpected! This kind of pair is really amazing!"

Hearing the discussions of other literati around him, he couldn't do without the youthful spirit under the steps.

"This is not a match at all, you are talking nonsense!" Qing Huang shouted angrily, shaking his sleeves.

Li Chengfeng shook his head, picked up his wine glass, walked up to Qing Huang and said, "Then what if I can answer it, my lord?"

Qing Huang glared at Li Chengfeng and clapped his hands, and the servant at the side understood and brought up a plate of gold.

"If you can answer the second line and everyone here thinks it's appropriate."

"My son has two hundred taels of gold here, and I will give it all to you!"

It is not a day or two for him to deal with literati These poor scholars are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

But no one can maintain the so-called integrity in front of the shining gold!

Even if some people don't care about the gold he brought out, they still have to take care of the Qing family behind him.

It's a pity that Li Chengfeng, who is in front of him now, neither likes the gold, nor fears the family behind him.

"Let's do this! I don't lack money. If I write the second couplet, you kowtow to me and call me father!" Li Chengfeng smiled faintly.

As the voice fell, the sound of cups breaking one after another sounded in the room, and many people were so frightened that they dropped their cups.

Everyone gasped for Li Chengfeng, this was the first time anyone dared to talk to Qinghuang like this in Yangzhou.

Qing Huang's chest heaved even more with anger, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Only Lian Xingchu, the organizer of the entire literary society, remained calm and watched all this quietly.

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