King Qi was full of hatred and anger towards Du Feng, but he finally made a decision and said: "Unless you can get out of all danger and successfully obtain military power, you are qualified to marry my daughter, this is the minimum condition!"

"I will live up to your high expectations. Du Feng thanked with an excited look.

At this point, his intentions were almost successful.

Although he hasn't been able to get the beauty back, his purpose is just to stay in this mansion and not be driven away.

"It's uncertain whether you can live in this storm of power and conspiracy, and besides, if you don't marry Yiyi for a day, you can't be regarded as my son-in-law, don't scream, you will call me in the future...... Uncle Han. ”

"As for whether you can continue to stay in my mansion, don't say that I won't give you a chance, you know tonight's poetry meeting, this poetry meeting should be a test for you. ”

"You go to the poetry club tonight, I'm sure there will be someone targeting you, if you can successfully get out, get out of the way, and perform well, then I can believe that you have a certain means to break the game, and you can end this conspiracy storm alive, depending on your performance tonight, I will decide whether to let you continue to live in the mansion." ”

"But if you don't perform well tonight and are still calculated, then I will directly drive you out of the Qi Palace, and I will never let you see Yiyi again in this life, I don't want my daughter to follow a fool who will definitely die!"

"Okay...... Uncle Han, in order to be with Yiyi, see how I make a big fuss about the poetry meeting tonight!" Du Feng looked open.

"Okay, I'll see how you make a big fuss about the poetry meeting tonight!" At this point, King Qi turned around, waved his hand slightly, and said, "Stand down." ”

Only then did Du Feng leave.

After walking out of King Qi's study, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally confused the past.

As for tonight's poetry meeting.

He was originally going to a poetry meeting, so the conditions of King Qi were not considered conditions.

Because the prime minister's mansion Qilin Gongzi, who held the poetry meeting, was the person behind the last time he calculated him and the prince in the Colosseum.

And Du Feng is obviously not the Virgin, he has never been the only one who harms others, how can he endure being calculated by others.

So tonight is going to be fun.

......

Time passed, the sun set in a hurry, and soon it was evening, and many of the portals had already hung lanterns, reflecting the night of Wudu.

And because of the poetry meeting, tonight's Wudu is much more lively than before.

"Brother Feng, hurry up and get in the carriage, the poetry meeting is about to start. Han Zihao had already asked the groom to pull the carriage to the door of the mansion, and he had already gotten into the carriage, shouting for Du Feng to hurry up.

After Du Feng got into the carriage, he went to the poetry meeting with Han Zihao and Han Yiyi.

And Han Yiyi sat opposite Du Feng, even though she has always been generous and confident, but at this time facing Du Feng, she inevitably felt a little shy.

I couldn't help asking, "Brother Du, did you tell my father anything today?"

"No, your father has a straight face every day, what else can I tell him. Du Feng pretended to be stupid and didn't mention today's commotion at all.

This is a lie, if you can continue to hide it from Han Yiyi, you will be able to live peacefully in the Qi Palace, and when everything is settled, you will naturally be able to hold the beauty.

You can't say it, you can't say it.

And Du Feng's words also made Han Yiyi breathe a sigh of relief, but it was inevitable that she would be disappointed, which felt extremely weird.

"It's almost there, and there's the Jiaolong River ahead. Han Zihao never paid attention to details, so naturally he didn't see the eccentricity of his sister and Du Feng.

He likes to be lively, and has been lifting the curtains of the carriage, looking at the night scenery outside, and continued: "Tonight's poetry meeting will be held on the painting boat in the Jiaolong River. ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in the habit of visiting beautiful women. Du Feng looked at Han Yiyi on the other side, naturally looking elegant and gentle, trying to show the bearing that a gentleman should have, but he has been obscene for so many years, it is really difficult for him to play a frank gentleman.

Straight to the point.

The so-called poetry meeting, to put it bluntly, is a poetry conference, a feast for the literati.

Whenever a poetry meeting is held, the atmosphere in the city becomes fanatical, and even if you are not a literati, you like to go to join in the excitement at night.

"Is this the Jiaolong River?is there really a Jiaolong in it?" Du Feng also poked his head out of the compartment window.

"Brother Feng, you don't know, right? It is rumored that there is a big demon dragon living in it, and this dragon is still the spiritual pet of our Martial Emperor. ”

"Great demon, transcendental-level great demon?!" Du Feng gasped.

Transcendent is even more powerful than the grandmaster, this is an existence that is close to immortal!

After the shock, Du Feng's bad thoughts turned around again, thinking to himself, if someone could kill this dragon and make him pick up this evolution soul spell, how good it would be.

Great demon-level evolution soul spell, that's an absolute good thing!

During the conversation, Du Feng and the others bumped all the way, and soon came to a riverside.

After getting off the carriage, you will be greeted by a scene of overcrowding and rubbing shoulders.

These people, gathered on both sides of the Jiaolong River, were looking at a large painting boat in the center of the Jiaolong River.

This large-scale painting boat is also the place of poetry, but only celebrities or well-known talents and beauties can step on the painting boat, and ordinary people can only look at it by the riverside.

"Let's go, let's take a boat. Han Zihao said with great interest.

They were born in the palace of the king of Qi, so they were naturally qualified to cross the river to the painting boat.

Soon.

Above the river, there were ripples and colorful waves.

Du Feng and the three of them took a small boat and slowly approached the painting boat, during which they saw a small painting boat with delicate decoration, coming side by side and sailing towards the poetry meeting together.

"Hey, next door is Oiran's flower boat!" Han Zihao's eyes lit up, and he recognized the small painting boat that was walking side by side.

Immediately introduced Du Feng with great interest: "Brother Feng, this is the Oiran! It is the proud frost and snow, the first of a hundred flowers, the peerless beauty of the flower building - Tang Yiren!"

"Tang Yiren?" Du Feng also looked curiously at the flower boat next door.

"Generally, when poetry meetings are held, there will be beauties from Hualou who come to ask for poems and words, but this Tang Yiren, she was born cleanly, she is the daughter of a declining nobleman, and she has not taken a fancy to that talent, and she still has a virgin body, Brother Feng, if you can show your unparalleled talent tonight, maybe you can make her take a fancy to it, and then ...... Haha!" Han Zihao couldn't help but shed a sigh when he introduced the process to Du Feng.

"Don't say it, am I such a person?" Du Feng was extremely solemn.

In fact, if it weren't for Han Yiyi being on the other side, he would definitely be bleeding, even if he hadn't seen the true face of this Tang Yiren, he would have already fantasized about it.

Needless to say, she can be an Oiran at all, and she is definitely a woman with a peerless face.

At this time, when Du Feng and others boarded the painting boat, there were already people talking in the painting boat, and with the help of true qi, the voice resounded on both sides of the river:

"Everyone, let's start tonight's poetry meeting. ”

"I, Chen, first of all, thank you for your support, presumably, you can't wait to know who the author of yesterday's thousand-year-old poem is. ”

Chen didn't have an appetite anymore, before the poetry meeting began, he told the world the truth, in fact...... The author is a friend of Chen, but he is low-key and has left Wudu, but Chen does not want this poem to be untitled. ”

So Chen is not hypocritical, and is about to announce the author's name to everyone, and ...... on behalf of friends Nominate for the poem. ”