Chapter 33: The Yu Lan Poetry Society

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After all, the crown prince is the host tonight, and this eldest grandson is not a character with the aura of the protagonist after all, if it weren't for the sound of firecrackers, no one would have paid attention to him.

It was Li Chengqian who just took a look at him, and left in a hurry with the choked Du He.

As long as he is a normal person, he will deal with this kind of troublemaker in a low-key manner, because in the eyes of Li Chengqian and Du He, this eldest grandson is just a dog that has recently barked a little happily, which is the sadness of the little people.

"Sixth brother?" A somewhat uncertain voice reached Changsun Tang's ears.

As soon as he turned around, he was dressed in a long robe that looked white in the moonlight, and a flower of unknown color on his head was about to catch up.

"You are?" The eldest grandson hesitated.

"I'm Jiaqing, don't you remember?"

You are Jiaqing, I am still Qianlong, and I will not suffer anyway. But I don't think I've heard the name before.

"I'm the eldest grandson Jiaqing, your uncle, haven't you forgotten if I haven't seen you in the past few years?"

No, thinking that I could still take advantage, who knew that I would be crushed by the ruthless fact so quickly.

"Oh, Uncle Clan, I haven't been walking around Chang'an City much recently, and I'm a little blind, so I have time to go to my house to sit." After such a prompt, the eldest grandson recalled what Fu Bo had said about him a few years ago.

This eldest grandson Jiaqing is the son of the eldest grandson Wuji's uncle Sun Shunde, and he is also a concubine, and he has some sympathy with the eldest grandson, because although the two are different, they are also close because of their similar age and life experience.

"I've wanted to go for a long time, but I haven't seen you for a few years, I don't know if you still recognize it."

The two talked and laughed about some interesting things in the past, mainly because the eldest grandson Jiaqing was responsible for speaking, and the eldest grandson was responsible for listening.

"What does this Obon tonight mean? Why aren't you ready to quit? The eldest grandson finally asked.

"You don't know?"

"Please put a note that only says that I will participate in the Bon Festival, and I don't know anything about the rest."

"It seems that you should pay attention tonight, this time it may not be for you, but it is estimated that it will be aimed at you." The upper circle is not big or small, and the news that is not secret, such as the eldest grandson offending the prince, is basically known to everyone.

"What's going on?" The hairs on the eldest grandson's body stood up, but then he denied it, this is a Hongmen banquet, but the prince is not stupid enough to take my life, at most he will be ridiculed by them.

"Hey, it's not a big deal, it's just that the middle day has arrived, and His Royal Highness the Prince said in the name of this year that there will be such a thing to pray for blessings in the local drought this year, and he was supposed to give the crown ceremony to the prince in the first half of the year, but this matter was delayed, so the wine got such a thing." As soon as the eldest grandson Jiaqing explained this, the eldest grandson finally understood why Li Chengqian would make such a move.

"That's not the point, either." It seems that this eldest grandson Jiaqing has not been taken seriously for a long time, and now he is looking for a place on the eldest grandson.

"And what's the highlight of the night?"

"Yu Lan Poetry Club!" The eldest grandson Jiaqing has no appetite.

"Poetry Club?"

"Yes, this prince wrote that in order to select materials for the country, he decided to hold a poetry meeting after the basin party." The eldest grandson now finally understands why Li Chengqian can hold this Buddhist event with great fanfare.

This is also the usual method used by politicians, selling dog meat on the head of a sheep.

"Who did you listen to?" The eldest grandson needs to be sure.

"Hey, the person who sent the post said, basically the heirs of the leading officials in Chang'an City have been invited, regardless of their descendants." The voice is getting weaker and weaker, and this eldest grandson Jiaqing is still a little sensitive to his identity.

"Do you know what the subject is?" Prepare early, and if you have a limerick on the field, you can also fool around.

"Looks like you haven't been to this kind of event much." The eldest grandson Jiaqing finally found some self-confidence, although he basically belongs to the role of playing soy sauce, but if someone has never even seen this kind of scene, it is even worse than him.

"yes, don't you know my situation?" The eldest grandson did not answer positively.

"Hey, you're really, in this case, you just eat and wait for death, like me, although the life at home is not very easy, but I can still have a bite to eat, you just want to overpower your eldest brother, this is too unrealistic, make yourself so hard, why bother." The eldest grandson Jiaqing is counting, and as a foil, he must have the consciousness of a foil, and few people like it.

"Huh." Changsun Tang just smirked.

"Hey, it's not long before you do your job, why go and give away the ears next to your teeth." This is the eldest grandson Jiaqing has nothing to think about, the limelight has been a little tight recently, thinking that he has no big backers or is good to be a man with his tail between his legs, he can't travel around, and he can't read this book, so he started this game of splitting words. This is to dismantle the word "evil".

"Oh, hehe." The eldest grandson thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what kind of allusion this was, so he could only continue to smirk.

"Hey, don't talk about it, what did you just talk about? Oh, the theme of the poetry meeting, right? "This has finally pulled back the problem that has gone astray.

"Well, I asked what the theme of today's poetry meeting is." The eldest grandson had to repeat it again.

"Tell you, if you hold such a poetry meeting in the future, you will do the same." The eldest grandson Jiaqing said.

"Why?" The eldest grandson was a little puzzled

"You think, this theme tells you, you find a few gunmen in advance, this poetry will be the world of gunmen, let these people do something." It seems that the eldest grandson Jiaqing has participated in a lot of poetry meetings.

"That's right."

"It's bullshit, they've already found a gunslinger themselves, and they're going to show off on their own. Do you say they'll tell you the theme? "The eldest grandson Jiaqing looks like he hates iron but not steel.

"Oh, hehe, then let's hold a poetry meeting next time, and find a good gunman in advance to make a good show." The eldest grandson laughed.

"Do you think I don't want to? Who is rushing to do such a good opportunity to make a name for themselves, but you do one, the grade is not enough to have no effect, and the cost is not small if the grade is high, these are nothing, the key is that everyone in this is clear, and it will not work at all without a particularly big face, and today the prince can, and your brother may not have such a big appeal. The more the eldest grandson Jiaqing spoke, the more depressed he became.

"Yes, it's not a problem that can be solved with money." The eldest grandson suddenly came out with such a sentence.

"Brother, incisive." This eldest grandson Jiaqing has forgotten even his seniority.

"The problem is that there is no money!" The eldest grandson replied again.

"Hey!" The uncle and nephew sighed in unison.