Pingkangfang is in the south of Chongrenfang, its northwest corner is the imperial city, the southeast corner is the east market, the geographical location is extremely superior, and Chongrenfang is the same, there are also a lot of Jinjuan Courtyard here, and many rich businessmen choose to buy real estate here, so that the Fengyue industry is blooming everywhere in Pingkangfang.

Grand Hyatt Building is located in the bustling area of Pingkangfang, this three-storey building looks very tall, and you can see it as soon as you enter Pingkangfang.

Li An walked to the door of Junyue Building, looked left and right for a long time and didn't see Yan Zhenqing, which made him hesitate a little, should he enter or not? This is Fengyue place, what should I do if I can't find Yan Zhenqing after entering.

"Shaolang is wandering here, why don't you go in and sit."

A bewitching little lady, I don't know when, walked to Li An's side.

Li An was slightly stunned: "Waiting for someone is waiting for someone." ”

"Shaolang, it's the same to go in and wait, come."

The little lady was very polite, stretched out her soft crisp arms, and wanted to pull Li An into the door.

Li An was suddenly a little at a loss, he had no experience in this area, and it was the first time he was pulled and pulled by the girl in the Qinglou, and he couldn't help but look a little twisted.

The little lady was amused by Ang Li's appearance: "It seems that Shaolang is here for the first time, and he is so shy, it would be good to come a few more times in the future, come, come in!" ”

Such a warm invitation made Li An's mental defense completely collapsed, and his body was also in a semi-numb state, it was winter at this time, it was cold outside, and it was warm and accompanied by a little lady in the Junyue Building, which was much more comfortable than outside.

"Don't pull the lady, go by yourself."

Li An was afraid of being seen as a joke by passers-by, so he asked the little lady to let go.

The little lady glanced at Li An mockingly, and let go of her hand with her mouth in a daze.

The window on the second floor of the Junyue Building has been wide open, and the pull between Ang Lee and Xiao Niang was naturally clearly seen by several Lang Jun in the window.

"Brother Taibai, Brother Maha, this is my nephew."

Yan Zhenqing smiled and pointed downstairs.

"Oh, it's Li An of the Great Broken Army?"

Yan Zhenqing couldn't help nodding: "Exactly, exactly, wait for me to call him up and meet you." ”

"It's okay, uncle is here."

Yan Zhenqing shouted downstairs.

Li An looked up and saw that Yan Zhenqing was looking at him with a smile with several Lang Jun, so he was pulling with Xiaoniang just now, wouldn't they all be seen by them.

'Uncle, you're really good at making jokes. ’

Li An sweated on his forehead and quickly rushed into the Grand Hyatt Building.

On the second floor was a hall with many guests, and, judging from the way they were dressed, most of them were scholars, that is, literati and with goods in their stomachs.

"Nephew to see uncle."

Li An saluted Yan Zhenqing very politely.

Yan Zhenqing smiled from ear to ear, pulled Li An, and introduced: "Brother Taibai, Brother Maha, this is my nephew Li An, the word is unharmed, unharmed, this is Li Bai, the word Taibai, this is Wang Wei, the word Maha, they are all uncle's best friends." ”

When Li An heard this, he was stunned, Li Bai and Wang Wei, but they were all great poets in the Tang Dynasty, and at this moment, they were all standing in front of him, which surprised him too much.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Wang."

Since both of them are much older than Ang Lee, and they call Yan Zhenqing brothers, Ang Lee naturally calls them uncles.

"It's good, it's not easy, it's not easy to make a lot of contributions to Datang in the year of the weak crown!"

Wang Wei spoke first and praised lightly.

Li Bai was not lagging behind, and then praised: "Now that you can be summoned by the Son of Heaven in person, you will definitely have a bright future in the future, haha!" ”

From Li Bai's praise, Li An heard a little loss, after all, Li Bai was forty years old at this time, but he had no achievements, except for composing poetry, he did not have any position in the imperial court, and he was a middle-aged uncle who had never met a talent.

"Uncle has won the award, and Ang Lee is ashamed."

Ang Lee was symbolically humble.

Subsequently, Ang Lee and Li Bai, Wang Wei and others became acquainted, and they talked to each other about everything, as if they had not seen friends for many years, and the people in the hall, after hearing about Ang Lee's exploits, came over to get to know each other, some praised Ang Lee's young heroes, and of course some doubted that Ang Lee's merits were watery.

However, Ang Lee smiled indifferently at this, as long as he was worthy of his heart, as for what others said, it didn't matter too much.

After a few glasses of wine, Li Bai Shixing was very prosperous, and he waved his pen and ink on the wine table on the spot, and the literati in the hall were naturally not to be outdone, and from time to time someone wrote a poem and let everyone read it.

Ang Lee has no interest in this kind of thing at all, but there are a lot of little ladies in the hall, and when the literati and are fighting wine and poetry, Ang Lee secretly looks at these handsome little ladies and carefully compares their differences.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be quiet for a moment."

A middle-aged woman, dressed in a bepping fashion, walked into the hall with her waist twisted.

Li An only glanced at this person, and he wanted to vomit in disgust, needless to say, this dress must be the old bustard of Junyue Building.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our top lady of Junyue Building, we want to choose a son to spend the night with, and you sons should seize the opportunity."

When everyone heard this, they all fried the pot.

The top girl of this Junyue Building, the style is big, it is said that there is no gold hundred taels, don't want to see it, if you want to spend a good night together, you need at least a thousand gold.

Such an expensive price discourages ordinary people, and many regulars of Junyue Building still don't know the true face of this Wanting girl.

"How to choose, fight poetry, or fight wine."

Some of the young literati couldn't hold it anymore.

The old bustard grinned: "Miss Wanting said, she admires the big hero the most, today is better than the pitcher, which son wins, Wanting is his person tonight." ”

When the literati heard this, they were all very excited, pitching pots is a part of the Tang Dynasty culture, and both people and martial artists like it very much, especially when banquets are held, competitions and social activities such as poems and pitchers are often held.

To say that the pitching pot was originally evolved from archery, after all, archery is too dangerous, the requirements for the venue are also high, it is difficult to hold in a small room, and the pitching pot is to place a pot with a mouth in the distance, people stand a few steps away and throw arrows into it, this way the safety is greatly improved, and there is almost no requirement for human arm strength, for this reason, it is quickly recognized by the majority of people, and often takes advantage of the opportunity to hold banquets for such competitions.

A couple of young ladies brought six celadon pots and arranged them in a row, and then set up stools six steps away as a starting point.

Ten arrows per person, and the one who puts the most into the pot wins.

The distance of six steps is indeed a bit far for these literati who are usually just playing, but in order to gamble their luck, they still bravely stood up.

There are more and more participants, and even middle-aged uncles like Li Bai and Wang Wei are smiling and going to get the arrows, ready to give it a go.

After all, since ancient times, talented people have been windy and flowing, and the great poets Li Bai and Wang Wei are not exempt from vulgarity. This is dictated by the times and has nothing to do with morality.

It's just that Li An from later generations is a little uncomfortable, in his eyes, Li Bai and Wang Wei have changed from tall and majestic poets to obscene uncles in an instant.

Of course, this is just Ang Lee's personal thoughts, in the era of Datang, Li Bai and Wang Wei's behavior is the most normal, and no one will doubt their character because they participated in this activity.

"It's okay, you can try it too!"

Yan Zhenqing took ten arrows and looked at Li An with a smile.

Li An waved his hand lightly: "Uncle, nephew, don't join in this fun, if you can't join any of them, won't you lose your uncle's face." ”

Yan Zhenqing grinned and pointed at Li An: "It's okay!" You're just too humble. ”

Obviously, Yan Zhenqing still knows Li An very well, with Li An's skillful strength in arching horses, pot throwing is pediatrics at all, after all, archery was originally practiced by pot throwing, Li An's archery skills are outstanding, and pot throwing will definitely not be weak.

At the railing on the third floor of the Grand Hyatt Building, a woman with a pink cloak is looking at the second floor, next to a young lady who is waiting.

"Sister Wanting, that Li Shaolang, it seems that she has no intention of participating in the competition, isn't her sister's name enough to impress her."

The little lady tugged at her mouth and hugged Wanting up, after all, Wanting held this event for Ang Lee, although she didn't know Ang Lee, but she listened to Ang Lee's legendary story, and couldn't help but be a little moved, so she took advantage of this event to want to meet Ang Lee.

Of course, with Ang Lee's young and handsome youth, and her military exploits for the imperial court, which woman can not be tempted? Although Wanting is noble, most of the people she sees are bad old men with copper stench, how can they be compared with Ang Lee.

Wanting didn't speak, just sighed slightly, although she was sought after, she was just a dusty woman after all, and the dusty woman had too many involuntary bodies, many times it was just a superficial scenery, but in fact it was extremely miserable.

The competition was in full swing, Li Bai only threw one arrow, Wang Wei and Yan Zhenqing all threw it outside the pot, and the one with the best score threw six arrows.

Li An took a sip of wine, looked sideways, and saw a middle-aged man with a frightening appearance, grinning proudly, which made people sick.

"Poof......

Li An couldn't hold back and spit out the wine in his mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won by luck, tonight, Miss Wanting is my person, haha!"

This extremely ugly-looking middle-aged gentleman smiled from ear to ear, as if Miss Wanting was already in his arms.

At the railing on the third floor, Wan Ting Xiao Niang looked at the victorious middle-aged Lang Jun, and she wanted to die, she didn't want to serve such a disgusting person, but Li Ang never participated in the competition, which made her very desperate.

"Sister Wanting, I'll go down for a while."

The little lady beside her couldn't stand it anymore and strode down from the third floor.

At this moment, Li An couldn't help it, he didn't have much interest in the wind and dust woman, but letting such a disgusting Lang Jun waste flowers was something that Li Ang didn't want to see.

"Li Shaolang, this is what Sister Wanting wants me to give to you."

A young lady stuffed ten arrows into Ang Lee's hand, looking at Ang Lee expectantly.