“What’s going on?”

"Why did this little bitch run away?"

"And I don't care about this!"

Li You stood stiffly, wearing a brocade robe, which was originally cool and stunning, but now it looked so eye-catching and unique.

The entire lobby.

Everyone looked at him as if he was foolish.

Even Changsun Chong quietly took a step back, fearing that he would stand with the prince and accept the social death in the audience.

Li You's face collapsed and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bitch! Who did she choose?!"

He turned around unwillingly, wanting to see where Xiaoqing was going.

But the next moment.

Li You stood there in a daze.

Xiaoqing took a small step and stopped in front of Fang Ying, blessed her body and said coquettishly: "Dare you ask, but Fang Ying Fang Young Master?"

opposite.

Fang Ying was stunned for a moment and nodded: "I am."

Xiaoqing was obviously relieved, her attitude became more respectful, and she lowered her eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Mr. Fang, Miss Shishi is welcome."

"Please me?"

Fang Ying was a little confused.

He turned his head to look at King Li Ge of Wu, and found that the other party was looking at him with a smile on his face, with an encouraging look on his face.

Damn! Did this guy write the signature as me?

After Fang Ying understood, he became silent.

To be honest, he didn't want to trek into this muddy water... Why did that girl Shishi, the courtesan of Mengchunlou, suddenly announce her marriage?

And it was after searching for poetry.

All of this made Fang Ying feel like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, as if there was an invisible hand in the dark, fiddling with the chess game in the dark...

He didn't want to be led by the nose.

But now.

Li Ge, the scumbag, made his own decision and replaced the signature of the poem with him, which made him have to go deep into the tiger's den.

The other party didn't know Fang Ying knew...

This is Fang Ying's only advantage at present.

"Mr. Fang?"

Xiaoqing saw Fang Ying unable to move, and a hint of uneasiness appeared on her face, and she said timidly: "Your Madam Fang also wants to see you and move, my wife asks you to enter the room for a talk."

"Uh, sorry, I was thinking about something just now."

Fang Ying stood up and said politely: "Girl, please lead the way."

After saying that, he followed Xiaoqing, walked slowly to the second floor, and in the envious eyes of everyone, he entered the boudoir of the courtesan lady.

"This...this is really outrageous!"

The face of King Li You of Qi became pig's liver, and he roared angrily: "Is the manager of Mengchunlou here? Why did you choose that room Ershu to go in!"

He called out like this.

It quickly triggered the response of the people in the lobby.

"That's right! Why did you let him in?"

"Look at that stupid guy just now, he looks like a rough man. Can he write poetry?"

"Yes! Why choose him?"

"We must give us an explanation today, otherwise we will razend your Mengchun Tower to the ground!"

...

Indignation.

The servants and maids who were serving next to him were panicked, and seven or eight thugs of Mengchunlou hesitated and did not dare to step forward to stop him.

In the hall, there are top aristocratic scholars in Chang'an!

The leader is His Highness the King of Qi!

Although it is said that the backstage of Mengchun Tower is very tough, there are so many nobles at present... they are not affordable to the servants on the scene...

In the chaos, a sound rang out of thin air.

"Enough!"

Everyone looked at the sound and saw King Li Ge of Wu slowly standing up.

"What's the point of arguing?"

He carried his hands on his back, glanced around and said slowly, "After talking, you just don't believe that Fang Erlang's poems can surpass you, right?"

"Fang Yiai's poem? Haha!" Li You sneered: "Will he do that big stick?!"

"Fifth brother, you should not behave like a person."

Li Ge glanced at him and said lightly: "Fang Erlang did write a limerick, and it happened that he was injured, so I wrote it on his behalf."

"Like poems? Hahahaha..."

Li You burst into laughter, then smiled and said angrily: "Fifth Brother, do you mean that so many of us talented scholars are not as good as his Fang Yiai's limerick?!"

The words fell.

It immediately aroused everyone's common hatred.

"Your Highness King Qi is right!"

"Who is that guy? Why is a limerick better than us in a casual limerick!"

"That's right! His Highness the King of Wu took it out and pondered!"

"Yes! If it's unbearable, I will never give up today!"

...

Li Ge smiled lightly and said calmly: "I happened to have a copy of that poem. If you are interested, please take it and take it to take a look."

"Give it!"

Li You snatched it angrily and swept it quickly.

The next moment.

His angry expression immediately froze on his face, looking at the rice paper in disbelief, with deep astonishment and shock in his eyes.

Changsun Chong beside him felt a sudden slap in his heart when he saw his reaction.

"Oops!"

"Wang Yiai's big stick, won't he make another masterpiece, right?"

"Aren't those two poems yesterday copied?"

With a nervous mood.

Changsun Chong raised his feet and looked at the paper in Li You's hand, then immediately felt like he had been stabbed, and his face turned pale quickly...

See them like this.

The guests were curious.

One person couldn't help but sucked rice paper from Li You's hand and subconsciously began to recite: "If life is just like the first meeting..."

Read the poem.

The air fell into silence directly.
Chapter completed!