Shizuka walked into Li Xianyu's boudoir again and handed the letter up pretty.
"What?" Li Xianyu frowned slightly, pursed his pink lips, and guessed: "Is that toad that asked you to send it?"
Shizuka nodded timidly.
Li Xianyu waved his hand impatiently: "Xiang'er, you can't ask for that toad, you can't look at it, and you can't touch it, otherwise you will be slutty. You can send the letter back quickly and wash your hands well, so don't contaminate your skin."
"Miss, you...hey..." Shizuka choked and tears were almost squeezed out.
"Okay! Okay! Don't make things difficult for Shizuka." Lei Dong smiled and stepped forward, held the letter in his hand, and said to Shizuka: "I have accepted it for your lady. This time, can you hand in the job?"
Shizuka fell quietly as if she was relieved.
"Are you not afraid of being slutty? Do you dare to continue anything?" Li Xianyu sat there, tidying up the fragrant tea. His elegant charming look was fascinating.
Lei Dong smiled and said, "If you don't continue, Zeng Tong won't hate you, but he will hate me tightly. Although I'm not afraid of him, it's still a headache to entangle me. Oh... I won't see you."
He smiled and opened the letter, curiously: "I want to see what Zeng Tong wrote about this letter."
"What else can it be? You don't have to look at it and you know what he is saying. It's nothing more than a tone like admiration, without any novelty." Li Xianyu pouted and looked at Lei Dong, as if he was very angry at his own initiative.
After reading the letter, Lei Dong couldn't help but laugh and praised: "Okay! Not bad, Zeng Tong has indeed made progress than before. His words are beautiful, his sentences are beautiful, and his strategies are also clever..."
"What a good plan? Come and read it!" Li Xianyu snatched the letter back, with a curious smile on his lips and stared down.
After seeing it, he covered his pink little mouth and giggled: "The toad has indeed made progress this time. He actually knew to use this method to please me. It's a pity that he can think of it."
Lei Dong also nodded and said, "Zeng Tong wanted to crack the plan, one was to hold the beauty, and the other was to make him famous. Although this trick was a killing of two birds with one stone, if it was not used well, it would be a mess. Zeng Tong was just playing with fire!"
Li Xianyu debugged the strings, and a narrow smile appeared in his eyes: "Since that's the case, I will give this toad a chance to become famous. Tomorrow, I won't go to this charming pavilion for now. Let Zeng Tong go and get into trouble."
After pausing, he said, "Brother, you will go and see what the strange thing is tomorrow. Take it back to me to take it carefully. I will expose him all the time when I walk alone and Mr. Nongyue..."
The morning glow in the early morning is another sunny day!
The Weather Pavilion is still crowded, and many talented men passed Chen Sifan's test and entered the Weather Pavilion to enjoy the boundless love and fortune.
The talents were fascinated by the well-behaved kiln sisters and started membership one by one.
At this moment, a rumor circulated.
He has never been to the charming pavilion in his life, and the talented man is sarcastic and mean!
I don’t know which bastard said this sentence, but it penetrated into the hearts of the talents and squeezed into the Wee Pavilion like headless flies.
And in the early morning, the most exciting thing for scholars in Kyoto was that the famous top scholar of Dayan Wen Zeng Tong was going to break the deadlock himself.
At this time, various news was constantly released.
"Have you heard that? Zeng Tong is the top scholar in literature. He is going to break the deadlock himself. It is said that he is coming forward for Li Xianyu and wants to get back that self-portrait."
"Well, it's right. Zeng Tong is a talented man with a good background. Li Xianyu is a peerless beauty, charming and charming! Zeng Tong might have regarded Li Xianyu as his forbidden body?"
"It's reasonable. Mr. Zeng is very talented, so this game can be broken. Let's wait and see the show."
Early in the morning, all I heard were these rumors, and the talents were also a little excited.
But at noon, teams of drummers playing musical instruments walked out of Mingyue Tower, playing and playing, and wandering around the bustling place of Kyoto City.
He also held up a big sign with big words written on it, which made people very clear.
The general idea is that Mr. Zeng wants to stand out for Mingyue Tower and for the peerless beauty Li Xianyu, and win back the self-portrait that originally belonged to Li Xianyu.
Such a series of slogans were posted, and under the powerful publicity of Mingyue Tower, all the talented scholars received news that Zeng Tongyou wanted to break the deadlock himself.
The news was so rapid that it made those low-key scholars feel strongly curious.
For example, Zhu Chao, the father of the talented man Zhu Yan, was in his sixties and rushed to Wumei Pavilion to enjoy the platoon.
There were more than a dozen more low-key old guys who came with Zhu Chao, probably most of whom were taught at Wenxing Academy or Imperial College.
Seeing the talented men respectfully treating these old guys, you can imagine that none of these old guys are fuel-efficient.
Hongxing saw the opportunity very quickly and did not dare to underestimate these scholars. He hurriedly ordered someone to invite Zhu Chao and other old guys to the second floor to a relatively secluded place where he could enjoy the platoon. The snow lotus and the fruit candied fruits were also brought up. Of course, Hongxing, the silver one, didn't dare to ask for it.
Chen Sifan didn't dare to pretend to be too big anymore, nor would he really question these guys.
He bowed his hand to the old guys such as Zhu Chao, laughed and greeted each other, and seemed very familiar. At a glance, he knew that most of them were good friends!
The old guys were so old that they were almost lost, so naturally they had no interest in well-behaved women. In addition to appreciating the fresh style of the Wizard Pavilion, they turned their attention to the platoon of Qianli Dui Lixing.
Zhu Chao watched it for a long time before he said to the old scholars with deep meaning: "Everyone sees this scheduling, and I believe he has a conclusion. We haven't been together for many years, and this time we are in a good mood. How about you bet on a game?"
"How to bet?" asked the crowd with a smile.
Zhu Chao narrowed his eyes and said, "Just take Zeng Tong's breaking the deadlock as a bet. I am willing to use my mad work "Qingshan and Beautiful Water Picture" as a gambling capital. Betting Zeng Tong cannot solve this tentative plan. Everyone, who has the courage to gamble with me?"
An old man with black face laughed and said, "Old Zhu, I'll bet with you. I'll use my running script "Bai Mo Xiang" to bet with you Zeng Tong to solve the scheduling, hehe... Is it worthy of your painting?"
"Haha... deserve it! deserve it!"
Another old guy also smiled and said, "I used my jade to gamble Zeng Tong to win, who would dare to gamble with me?"
The old men haven't had time to answer!
Then I heard a thunderous laugh: "Haha, you old men, I'll have a fight with you..."