Chapter 32: Arrogant and domineering

The harsh words fell into Pei Donglai's ears word by word, and he frowned slightly and looked up.

The young man with a blue shirt and folding fan on the attic is like a pink and jade-carved young man. Unfortunately, there is a playful smile on his handsome face, which makes Pei Dong feel disgusted when he sees it.

The young man in the attic was stared at by Pei Donglai, and his face suddenly became a little weird. Then he spat and returned to the table.

Pei Donglai, who was observing his slightest, had a smile on his lips.

It turns out to be a tomboy!

However, in such cold weather, she was dressed so thin. It seemed that she had the cultivation level, so she was not afraid of the cold. Moreover, she was probably a girl with the same temperament as her sister!

………

"Is this the illegitimate son of Yan Yunhou? He looks pretty good, but he seems to be too thin."

"It's actually true! The censors this time are probably even more crazy..."

"Shangguan Taishi's wishful thinking was jingling, and he would never have thought that there would be some troubles. The Yan Yunhou's move was really good!"

"The Grand Master covered the sky with one hand. If the Grand Master hadn't joined forces with the Taifu and Taibao, the Marquis of Yanyun would have been recalled to Dongdu long ago..."

………

The people of the Eastern Capital at the foot of the emperor also had different hearings about the court. When they saw the illegitimate son of Yanyun, they immediately started to talk.

Although these comments are a bit sharp and ridiculous, they give Pei Donglai a lot of information.

When I entered the city gate that day, I heard "self-deprecation". Now, combining this information, Pei Donglai finally understood why he chose to take him back to his house at this time. He even did not hesitate to destroy his reputation and let everyone know that he, Marquis of Yanyun, had an illegitimate son!

After the mysterious death of the late emperor, the current emperor was young. The current dynasty's grand tutor Shangguan Hong was in charge of the court, forming cliques for personal gain, and abusive power... It seems that his father should be a royalist.

The Northern Yan Iron Cavalry was in charge of the southern border and had made great achievements in several battles with the Quanrong clan. Shangguan Hong should have wanted to take this opportunity to recall him back to Dongdu and prepare to conquer his military power. It was his own affairs that he began to "self-destruct" and caused a stir. The poor Confucian scholars and censors rose up to attack, so that they could defeat the merits and not return to Dongdu!

If I want to know this information now, it seems that these restaurants should be the best place.

"Ashui, I'm a little tired. Let's sit in this Zuixian Tower."

Seeing the young master turn over and get off the horse, he actually walked towards the restaurant where the rude young man was.

Liu Fushui glared at the crowd around him with indignation, and then led the horse to the backyard first.

"The delicious food attracts guests all over the world, and the aroma of wine leads out the immortals in the cave."

Although there is not too much literary talent, it has a bit of flavor.

Pei Dong looked at the couplet at the entrance of the Yanzui Xianlou Tower, nodded and walked upstairs under the waiter's greeting.

This Zuixian Tower is also well-known in Dongdu. There are often some princes and princes, and talented men who come and go.

The identity of the noble master in front of him was self-evident, and the waiter was not nervous at all.

When he came and went, he had never received any noble master. Even the former chief assistant Wang Daolin had drunkenly in this restaurant, leaving behind Mobao!

There is a lot of space above the attic, but there are only a few people sitting there.

The tomboy, who was carved with jade, was not sitting in his seat at this time, but was muttering something against the wall in the east.

Pei Donglai looked at him with pleasure and suddenly felt a breath shocked.

I advise you not to refuse the cup, and the spring breeze makes people laugh.

Peaches and plums are like old acquaintances, and flowers bloom towards me.

The orioles sing in the green trees, and the bright moon peeks at the golden veins.

Yesterday, Zhu Yanzi was urging her to white hair today.

The thorns are born in the stones of the tiger palace, and the deer walks through the Gusu platform.

Since ancient times, emperors have been in the palaces and city palaces.

If you don’t drink, how can the past be there?

There are many ink marks on the white wall on the east side. However, this song "Pretty Wine" immediately caught up with Pei Donglai's eyes. It should be a while to see the ink marks. However, the essence of the energy condensed between the ink marks is still difficult to dissipate.

The poem reveals heroism and depression and unsuccessfulness, and wants to numb yourself with alcohol. Pei Donglai seemed to see the person who wrote this poem and was drunk and restless, and his loneliness rose. He and his friends sighed with the changes in the world: "Come on, do it! Have another cup, forget your worries, let us have a good drink."

Looking at the signature below, Pei Donglai's heart suddenly trembled.

"Wang Daolin!"

No wonder the essence of this poem has not yet disappeared. It was actually the calligraphy of the former chief assistant Wang Daolin. He was very passionate and entered the Eastern Capital, but it was not valued by the court. It was not until later that he became the chief assistant step by step. Now that the Chu Dynasty can sing and dance to peace, Wang Daolin, the chief assistant, can be regarded as devoted to his work!

I don’t know who was so lucky back then, and I will be drunk with Wang Daolin before!

"Young Master, Young Master..."

Liu Fushui summoned twice before Pei Donglai realized.

He picked a seat by the window and sat down. Pei Donglai's eyes remained uneven from the wall. There were many calligraphy works on it, and it was found that most of the signatures were written by great scholars. Moreover, their poetry and prose were obviously far away from "The Wine". In addition to respecting Wang Daolin, he probably was afraid of defiling such masterpieces!

"What are you doing while standing, sit."

Liu Fushui was stunned when she heard this and waved her hands repeatedly: "I don't dare."

"I'm not used to you standing next to you."

"No matter whether the superior or inferior is, the master or servant sits together. After all, they are uneducated wild species..."

The annoying voice appeared in Pei Donglai's ear again, and the young man's eyes opened with no help from him.

"According to what you said, if the king sat with his ministers, wouldn't the king have lost his education?"

The handsome young man raised his eyebrows and was very angry: "It's a bit unreasonable! In the final analysis, he is just a bastard."

"What a sharp-tongued girl!" Pei Donglai was not afraid of the few guards around her who were glaring at each other, and said coldly: "As a girl's house, Yi Nan traveled. She showed up in public and was arrogant and domineering! She was a 'bad breed' and had no education. What's more, I have fame and fortune, you are insulting the court!"

"You, you, you..." The girl was so angry that her face turned pale. She pointed at Pei Donglai for a moment and didn't know how to refute it.

Some of the other guests sitting aside were stunned.

"What a bastard who is not distinguished from superiority! He was so poor after reading a few books that he dared to speak rudely." The girl gritted her teeth and suddenly pointed to the wall and said, "Since you claim to be outstanding in talent, you dare to leave a fair bit of the moji on this wall with Wang Daolin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the audience was moved.
Chapter completed!