Shanyin, Kuaiji, on the day of the calligraphy exhibition——
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This special calligraphy exhibition did not attract too many people's attention.
Mainly because of this calligraphy exhibition, only those who have received invitations are eligible to participate.
If this behavior were to be carried forward to later generations, people might still think of it as an act of accurately harvesting leeks, but in this era, it would only be regarded as a status symbol.
Yes, rare things are valuable.
Even if you spend money to buy pleasure, it will still be respected by many people.
During the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, the dynasties of the Central Plains organized large-scale navigation activities. As a result, many people paid a heavy price for their repeated losses.
But people are still enjoying it. This is the change of thoughts and concepts.
Good face - this has always been the tenet of this group of so-called aristocratic families.
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Therefore, most of the people present today carry a high and arrogant attitude.
Linlang Pavilion is ten feet high, as high as five stories. It is a unique scenery in Shanyin City built on the mountain.
Ordinary people often pass by Qifeng Street where Linlang Pavilion is located, and only take a quick glance without stopping too much.
Because for them, this place is the existence of another world. Their lives are not intertwined, so why should they pay attention?
As for the rich - even the rich rarely come to Linlang Pavilion to spend money. The prices here are ridiculously expensive. Only people from aristocratic families can afford to waste money in a place like this.
Therefore, Linlang Pavilion was chosen as the venue for the calligraphy exhibition. This alone made the faces of many invited people feel brighter.
Chen Fuan is naturally one of them.
Invitees to the calligraphy exhibition are allowed to bring one companion. Most of them bring their entourage, and a few of them bring their own wives and concubines - probably stalkers. The person Chen Fuan finally brought with him,
It is Huang Ming.
However, because of his previous experience, Chen Fuan repeatedly emphasized to Huang Ming that no matter what happened, Huang Ming was not allowed to act recklessly.
After receiving Huang Ming's approval, Chen Fu'an brought Huang Ming to Linlang Pavilion.
"If you dare to ruin my good deeds, you will never enter my house again."
Before entering, Chen Fu'an still nervously ordered Huang Ming beside him - Today's Huang Ming is wearing a plain shirt, with a gauze around his waist, and a lavender veil on his face, okay?
She said that in order to save face for her husband, she had made sufficient preparations.
It's just... this veil, of course, is not only for appearance, but also to cover up the traces of injuries she had received from Chen Fu'an at home.
Who knows how Huang Ming was treated by Chen Fuan after Yi Xiaotian and others left the day before yesterday, but... all of this is a life she chose, and she has no intention of complaining at all.
"Husband...I know..."
Seeing Huang Ming nod repeatedly, Chen Fuan breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and took out the invitation that Yi Xiaotian personally handed over to him from his arms, holding it tightly.
In front of Linlang Pavilion, people were coming and going, but few people looked inside Linlang Pavilion.
Chen Fuan just stood at the door, taking deep breaths again and again, and mumbling:
"Relax...relax Chen Fuan, as long as you have a good relationship with Gu Shao, all the sacrifices will be worth it."
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The moment he stepped into Linlang Pavilion, Chen Fuan was stopped at the door by a strong arm in front of him.
Chen Fuan's body trembled with fat, and he subconsciously jumped up, but after seeing the identity of the person in front of him, he finally realized his gaffe:
"Ahem... I asked who it was. It turns out... it turns out to be your boy."
Xu Beichen was carrying a stick at the moment and stood in front of Chen Fuan with an expressionless face. Seeing that Chen Fuan seemed to be walking in, he directly raised the stick - a whistling wind sounded in front of Chen Fuan, causing Chen Fuan to panic.
Fu'an was extremely angry.
"What are you doing? Why are you stopping me? You didn't ask..."
"Invitation."
"What?"
"Bring the invitation, are you deaf?"
Xu Beichen was not in a good mood, and said to Chen Fuan so coldly with a playful look in his eyes.
He also held a stack of invitations that seemed to have been folded in his hands. Only then did Chen Fuan realize that he was so nervous that the invitations in his hands were wrinkled.
"Oh...you...take it..."
"Ahem, let's go!"
Handing out the invitation in his hand, Xu Beichen automatically made way for Chen Fuan and Huang Ming. Chen Fuan then looked around and entered Linlang Pavilion dejectedly.
After Chen Fuan realized that this was a false alarm, he straightened his back——
"I...I was invited here openly, why do I need to be so nervous?"
He patted his fat body to force himself to calm down. Huang Ming beside him kept hooking Chen Fu'an's arm with his hand, and the two of them walked up the stairs uncoordinatedly——
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Once upstairs, the scene is completely different.
Even though Chen Fuan's family is quite wealthy - he owns almost the entire Haiyan Commercial Road in Wuhui area, he definitely cannot be described as ordinary rich.
In fact, in addition to being incomparable with the wealthy families, families that do not focus on business, such as the Yu family, the Xie family, and even the Zhu family, are actually not as wealthy as the Chen Fuan family.
But - the difference in status leads to the gap in class. Such a sense of oppression is difficult to change overnight.
Chen Fuan made money, but he eventually invested it in the land, recruited a large number of farmers, and became a landlord, just for the sake of equality of status.
But now, what is before him is his best chance to leap over the dragon's gate.
"Gu Shao Gu Shao Gu Shao Gu Shao..."
After going up to the second floor and arriving at the first floor where the calligraphy exhibition was officially on display, Chen Fuan no longer bothered to communicate with other people. His ears were raised high and his nose was sniffing something in the air all the time. Of course, his eyes were even more intense.
Except for Gu Shao's figure, there was no one else at all.
Walking down like this, Huang Ming seemed to be dragged behind him, and the graceful demeanor of Xiaojiabiyu that he had pretended to be was gone for a while.
But when Chen Fu'an was frantically looking for Gu Shao's figure, standing in the middle of the second floor, on the stage that was originally used for musicians to perform, the emperor elephant was already ready to take his place.
Today's Emperor Xiang is dressed in a green shirt, holding a fan in his hand, his long hair tied up, and his face calm. He has swept away the sloppy and decadent appearance before, and he has shown the demeanor of a great Confucian.
After receiving the news from below and knowing that the last guest had entered, Huang Xiang cleared his throat, braced himself, and announced to the guests:
"Everyone! Thank you for joining us today. I have a humble work in hand, which is highly valued by noble people. After several arrangements, it is really an honor for me to finally put on such a battle. So today's calligraphy exhibition will begin. During the banquet
Whether it’s delicious food, fine wine, or bells, drums, harp, and harp, please enjoy it to the fullest. We’ll meet on the top floor in an hour and start taking pictures of today’s calligraphy work.”
