Li Shiwen entered the cabin and took a quick glance at it. Especially when he saw the relatives of the emperor, Fengyang Hou and others looked away one by one.
Finally, his eyes fell on Ji Wubing.
Who is Ji Wubing? He stood up without even thinking and said with a smile:
"Master Li, please sit down."
After saying that, he stood behind Ximen Hao.
Anyway, I got one as a gift, so it doesn’t matter whether I sit or not.
"Your sister!"
Ximen Hao turned his head and glared at Ji Wubing. Isn't this so embarrassing?
Li Shiwen nodded to Ji Wubing, and then sat down next to Ximen Hao very politely.
The old eunuch Zhao An stood behind Li Shiwen and put his hands in his sleeves.
Tang Taibai was a little surprised by Li Shiwen's actions, but when he thought about Ximen Hao and Luo Li, he felt relieved.
"Come on, everyone, keep on, keep on!"
He knew that Li Shiwen was just here for fun, so he waved his arms, and the four oirans played music again, and the dancers also started dancing.
In an instant, the scene returned to what it was before, and only a few people who knew Li Shiwen's identity felt a little awkward.
For example, Ximen Hao.
"Master Li, you are busy with everything every day, why don't you stay idle at night?"
Ximen Hao knew he couldn't hide, so he took the initiative to talk to him.
Li Shiwen looked at Ximen Hao, and when he saw Murong Xin next to Ximen Hao, his eyes suddenly lit up.
This girl was not only beautiful, but also had a fairy-like temperament that made him, the man with the highest status in the Tang Dynasty, feel very excited.
"Ximen Hao, who is this?"
Ximen Hao rolled his eyes wildly, could this old boy sneak out of the palace at night to pick up girls?
"Master Li, this is my confidante, don't even think about it."
As an experienced driver, he instantly saw what the other party was thinking and quickly gave it up.
"Beauty?"
Li Shiwen frowned instantly, even a little unhappy.
"Ximen Hao, is this how you treat Luo Li?"
Ximen Hao rolled his eyes again and said a little funny:
"My Mr. Li, may I ask how many concubines... wives you have?"
Li Shiwen was stunned for a moment, then a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
How many does he have? Who knows how many? Zhao An behind him probably knows.
Therefore, he could not refute Ximen Hao. After all, the other party was the prince and the future king of the country.
"Ximen Hao, who is this?"
Murong Xin has been wondering, it seems that the two of them are very familiar.
"Oh, a friend we only met once. Look, Xin'er, how good she is at dancing."
Ximen Hao twisted Murong Xin's shoulder and pointed at the dancer in the field.
Unexpectedly, Li Shiwen took this opportunity to trick out Murong Xin's identity from Bai Yi on the other side.
After learning that the other party was a teacher from Tiandu College and a famous talented woman, I became even more interested.
As for Ximen Hao’s beauty? After learning about Murong Xin’s identity, she knew that Ximen Hao was flirting with her.
"Ximen Hao, Tiandu College allows teachers and students to fall in love?"
Li Shiwen asked quietly beside Ximen Hao.
Ximen Hao glanced at Bai Yi, who was blushing from drinking, then looked at Li Shiwen and smiled:
"Tiandu Academy, don't teachers and students be allowed to fall in love? Please, we are all adults."
"Oh? Hahaha! That's interesting!"
Li Shiwen stroked his beard and laughed. Although he was a little unhappy that Ximen Hao had kidnapped his daughter, chatting with him was unique and interesting.
"I'm not telling you, Mr. Li came here to play in the middle of the night. Or is there something else?" Ximen Hao asked, holding a wine glass.
"Haha, I'm bored at home, why don't you come out and relax? But, I'm really surprised that you are here."
Li Shiwen smacked his mouth, and his evaluation of Ximen Hao improved a level.
"Hehe! Mr. Li, I am a saint among the literati, right? Just now, your Fengyang Marquis was unable to say anything to me."
Ximen Hao, a bad guy, directly cheated Fengyang Hou.
"Oh? What kind of god can make Fengyang Hou Dui speechless? Or is it that my Fengyang Hou Dui is just an illusion?"
Li Shiwen glanced at Fengyang Hou who was drinking not far away, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.
"Hehe! Tang Taibai has already memorized that couple. I'll take care of him when the time comes. Ha... I can't do it anymore. I'm drunk and the Cantonese Literature Conference is quite boring. Let's go."
Ximen Hao stretched himself and prepared to leave.
I have wanted to leave for a long time, but now that Li Shiwen is here, I don't even want to stay.
"No! This Cantonese Literature Society is a place where poems are recited and poems are recited. Ximen Hao, do you dare to compete with me on a poem?"
Li Shiwen reached out and took Ximen Hao's arm, becoming more and more interested in this cheap son-in-law.
"No interest, let's go."
Ximen Hao didn't want to be in contact with this conspirator, so he shook off the other person's arm rudely.
Unexpectedly, Zhao An from behind suddenly held his shoulders and whispered to him:
"Master Ximen, even if Ximen Potian comes, he still doesn't dare to refute my master's reputation. Why don't you play a song with the master?"
Ximen Hao narrowed his eyes, reached out and grabbed Zhao An's palm, and moved it away with force.
"Okay, poetry, right? Okay! Master Hao will accompany you!"
His bad temper, coupled with Luo Li's incident, made him eager to win.
Ji Wubing wanted to say something, but looking at Ximen Hao's look, he held back.
"Hahaha! Okay! Well, Xiao Tang, come here!"
Li Shiwen suddenly stood up and shouted to Tang Taibai who was standing up.
"I'll go! Xiao Tang?"
"Awesome, who is this person?"
"Yes, this is the first time I heard someone call the poet 'Xiao Tang'."
The literati in the cabin started talking in low voices one by one, and kept scanning Li Shiwen's body with their eyes.
Although Tang Taibai felt disgusted, he still ran over in a hurry.
"Master Li, what's the matter?"
"Hahaha! Xiao Tang, the prince of Qing Dynasty wants to write a poem with me. You are the saint of poetry in the Tang Dynasty. How about you come up with a topic and be the referee?" Li Shiwen said with a smile.
"Damn! Did you want to just read poems with me?"
Ximen Hao rolled his eyes, this Tang Emperor was quite decent.
"Well...you two want to compare poems?"
Tang Taibai's eyelids twitched, and his eyes swept back and forth between Ximen Hao and Li Shiwen.
"What? The Poet Saint is unwilling?"
Although Li Shiwen did not change on the surface, the 'Poetic Sage' had already stated that His Majesty the Tang Emperor was unhappy.
"Ah! No, no, no! Okay! Then I will give you a question."
Tang Taibai first saluted, then glanced at the cabin, and then glanced at Li Shiwen and Ximen Hao.
The two of them are the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the heir to the Qing Kingdom throne.
As soon as I thought about it, the question came up.
"You two, today we all enjoy wine, and wine is the best wine in the world. And you two... have special status, so I invite each of you to write a poem to see who is more suitable for this situation, this situation, this person.