Chapter 33: The White Clothes

Among all the people present, I am afraid that the young marquis who had just arrived in Dongdu and the servant beside him would not recognize the lady who was looking forward to her head.

Ning Xiner, the pearl in the palm of Ning Guogong.

The Chu Dynasty established the third rank of titles: Duke, Hou, Bo, Duke, and Duke were above the marquis. However, the title was returned to the title, and the Duke of Ningguo was recuperating at home, and he was just a Duke who enjoyed peace.

However, the Ning family is one of the eight major families in Guanlong. Although the Ning Guogong was working at home, the influence of the Ning family in the court was far from comparable to that of a poor Pei family. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Yunhou married Wang, the children of these aristocratic families would not have looked at him with a few more eyes.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, Pei Donglai started drinking on his own as if no one was around.

"Good wine!"

Pei Donglai praised: "This wine is fragrant and fragrant, and it is worthy of being the Zuixian Tower! It is not disappointing the couplet at the door: Delicious food attracts guests from all over the world, and the fragrance of wine leads out the immortals in the cave!"

"this……"

Others were stunned!

Liu Fushui even looked at Ning Xiner secretly, but she was smirking in her heart. The young master simply ignored the tomboy... It was true that even though a girl's house was still dressed as a man and showed off her silly words. She was so uneducated!

Others were stunned, and Ning Xiner was also stunned. She felt like she was slapped hard. No one dared to ignore her like this since she was a child.

This wild species is like Duoduo's wild girl, and is not a good thing!

"You bastard!"

A crisp shout resounded throughout the attic.

At the entrance of the stairs, there were already crowds of onlookers. The young marquis of Yanyun Hou Mansion met with the pearl in the palm of Duke Ning Guo’s hand. The verbal quarrel just now was really interesting!

For a moment, the originally vast Zuixian Tower suddenly became crowded. What's more, they actually went downstairs to start rushing to tell each other.

The Ning family's young lady actually said that she asked the little marquis to write poems on the wall, which is absolutely unprecedented. Even if she invited the Grand Secretary of the cabinet of the dynasty, she would probably have to think about how many days it would take to write poems on the wall!

I wonder if this little marquis of Yanyun Hou Mansion will be really lost in his mind?

Gradually, many pedestrians gathered on the streets to block the Zuixian Tower. Some scholars even rushed over when they heard this.

....

………….

Under the anticipated gaze of everyone, Pei Donglai turned around slowly.

Furious!

The little marquis was angry.

That's it! As the little marquis of Yanyun Hou Mansion, how can you become without a temper? Only when you are angry can you have a chance to watch it!

On the other hand, Pei Donglai looked elegant and bowed to the other party with a smile: "I don't know who this lady is scolding? I think the lady is pretty, so she should be a wealthy family. Why is her words so vulgar..."

"You, you..." Ning Xiner had met her opponent this time, and she was so angry that her hands and feet trembled and said viciously: "Don't do this, you can't control me. My aunt will ask you a question today, and she will write poems on the wall. Do you dare or not!?"

Pei Donglai's expression was closed, and he stood up and walked towards Ning Xiner step by step.

The guards around Ning Xiner stared at the little marquis with fierce looks on their faces.

Seeing that the other party was coming, Ning Xiner instinctively took two steps back. It is true that she has martial arts, but Yan Yunhou is famous. This beastman may have a good cultivation...

"yes!"

Liu Fushui was not good at poetry, but when he saw the young master's momentum, he couldn't help but swaying with his head up and began to grind.

"I'm going to write, I'm going to write!"

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to disturb them at all.

Pei Donglai, who drank another glass, suddenly sighed: "Daolin Gong was in a downturn and someone even drank and wrote a poem. With the reputation of a little marquis, I became the object of despise of everyone. No one shared the fine wine, but it was a pity..."

"hiss!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present immediately took a breath.

What a crazy student, he had not written his poems and essays, but he actually started to compare with Mr. Daolin!

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"Ran, let's... the white-clothed prime minister is here."

Just as everyone in the attic was looking forward, there was a sudden commotion below!

When the scholars surrounded him heard this, they all respectfully gave in to the white-haired white-clothed prince in front of him to go upstairs.

"Uh!" Pei Donglai, who had a burp, heard a noise downstairs: "Who is the White-clothed Qing Xiang?"

"It was me. I just heard you sigh below: Mr. Daolin was in a downturn, and someone even drank and wrote a poem. In this way, I came up to ask for some wine!"

Although the old man had a gray hair, his face seemed to be only about thirty years old. He was dressed in white and was carrying a blue wine pot in his left hand. His demeanor made many scholars beside him feel ashamed!

Madman!

Xiao Kuangsheng meets Lao Kuangsheng.

He is Li Mu. He was also inspired by Daolin Gong back then, Li Mu, who was drunk in the Hangover Immortal Tower!

Li Mu's reputation as a child was confirmed since he claimed to be the "white prime minister". However, no one can ignore his literary talent.

On the gold list, I occasionally lost my hope. How can I go about the wise men in the Ming Dynasty? If I failed, I would not be able to fight wildly, so why should I discuss the loss of destruction? A talented poet is a white-clothed prime minister.

The fireworks alley is in a strange way, and the painting barrier is in agreement. Fortunately, I am interested in it and can be found. And I lean on the red and green, and my romantic affairs are smooth all my life. I have been young for a while. I have to change my fame and sing softly.

A song "Crane Soaring to the Sky" made it famous.

Unfortunately, Li Mu and Wang Daolin were both talented men, but their fate was completely different. Wang Daolin eventually became the chief assistant of the dynasty step by step. Due to his bumpy career and poor life, he turned from pursuing fame and fed with the officialdom and indulged in the beautiful and prosperous life in the Dongdu, looking for sustenance in "limbing on the red and snuggling in the green" and "singing softly".

The misfortune in the officialdom actually helped Li Mu, a talented poet, to fully utilize his poetry talent. Whenever the musicians and singers of the Jiaofang have a new tune, they ask Li Mu to write lyrics for them. Only then can they be sung and recognized by the audience. It is Li Mu who wrote lyrics for the musicians and singers of the Jiaofang for them to sing in the restaurants and singing halls. Therefore, they often receive their financial support, and Li Mu can linger in the Fang Songs without having too much food and clothing.

Respecting his literary talent, he called him "the prime minister in white."

Those who despise their character and secretly called "Li Baiyi" to mock Li Mu for having no fame.

However, most of the people in the Shilin admired their talents and knowledge, and even respected their affectionate relationship with Daolin Gong back then. They treated him with courtesy whenever they met him!
Chapter completed!