Most of these people are from all over the world, and they want to make a splash through Wang Su's poems and make a name for themselves in this huge imperial city. It's just that although they all have a slight smile on their faces, the tension in their eyes can't be hidden.

Of course, not everyone is like this, and some young talents who are already from the Imperial City will be ushered into an exclusive box and enjoy the meticulous service of the maids.

With the passage of time, the sky has become a little dark, and the talents who came to participate in the poetry meeting have almost filled the welcome hall of the Drunken Immortal Building. Of course, not all of them have the invitations sent by Wang Su, and only a few are qualified to have them. These people are either already famous, and they just pretend to be each other, oh no, friends. Or, it's those rich and powerful children who spend a lot of money to come in, so that they can look a little more elegant.

But those who did not have invitations will not be kicked out, but will sit outside the elegant hall where the poetry party is held, and there will be exquisite food provided by the Drunken Immortal House to enjoy. Of course, this is also the practice of holding poetry meetings, and usually the expenses of these bystanders will be borne by a certain child who wants to squeeze in, but because this time it is really a bit hasty, so the rain sound is the main responsibility.

Maybe it's because they've been waiting for a long time, and some people's brows are slightly furrowed, looking a little unhappy.

At this moment, with the light sound of a luan bell, a carriage made of pure purple leaf sandalwood slowly stopped in front of the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

The carriage looked exquisite, with some flowers carved on the outer wall, and the lid was a circle of lilac flannel, with some silver luan bells hanging from the edges. The driver was a woman in a green dress and a veil, although only a pair of eyes were exposed, but she also looked extremely smart, and she was by no means a vulgar person.

Pulling the carriage were five white horses, all of which were tall and mighty, without a trace of variegated fine horses.

On either side of the carriage were two groups of women dressed in lilac soft armor and riding black horses, with their hair tied up and holding swords. These women are all good-looking, but with this outfit, they look very heroic.

This Luan bell not only attracted the talented people in the drunken immortal building to turn their heads to look over, but even those who entered the box and looked a little impatient showed a look of shock on their faces, and then they ran towards the door, as if they were afraid that they would be late. It's just that the scholars behind him are suffering, and they all follow their young master out with nervous faces.

After the carriage stopped steadily, the woman driving took out a very delicate wooden stool from the side, put it on the ground next to the car, and then gently swept the door curtain to the side, fixed it on one side, and said softly: "Princess, we are here." ”

"Hmm. A woman's response came from inside the carriage, and though it was only one, it was like a mountain stream, and it wanted to penetrate people's hearts.

After the words fell, an extremely white jade hand was stretched out in the carriage and put it on the hands that the woman in the green dress had already stretched out. Interestingly, this whiteness is not a morbid paleness, but a white that makes people feel very alive.

Then the owner of the hand stepped out of the carriage.

When she appeared in everyone's field of vision, all the men present widened their eyes, as if it would be a great loss for them to look less.

In the carriage was a woman, dressed in a crape myrtle-colored dress, with a thin waist that could only be held in one hand, and her chest was not too majestic, but there was an extra kind of nobility, and a small emerald bead pendant was worn on her ivory-like neck, which subtly added some interest to the slightly monotonous white.

It's a pity that if you continue to look up, you will be blocked by a thin layer of light purple veil, which makes people unable to see the face behind it, but you can faintly see some of the scenery behind it, but it has more hazy beauty.

Looking up along the small silver strip on the bridge of the nose at the top of the veil, a pair of eyes that seemed to be holding autumn water appeared in front of everyone.

Looking up again, there was a string of lake-blue beads lying quietly in front of the smooth forehead, and was divided into different small sections by a few strands of hair.

However, these strands of hair should not have been deliberately placed here, but more like they accidentally ran out of the long purple hair like a waterfall.

After getting out of the carriage, she stepped on the small stool with her bare feet under the support of the woman in the green skirt. Then, without any hesitation, he stepped towards the ground.

Strangely, although her feet were on the ground, there was always a slight distance from the ground, so that the dust on the ground could not be contaminated with the jade feet.

At this time, all the talented people in the box also rushed to the door, bowed down one after another, and said in unison: "See Princess Ziluan!"

Hearing them say this, those talented people from all over the world who came from afar knew the identity of this woman, and hurriedly bowed down and saluted.

It is obviously impossible for so many men who are either famous or prominent in their families to be so respectful to a woman by their looks alone. This woman is the biological daughter of Yuwen Zhuang, the emperor of Caixing Kingdom, and the only daughter, Yuwen Ziluan.

Zhenshou tapped, Yuwen Ziluan said softly: "You don't have to be polite, yesterday the king sent the invitation to the palace, saying that today's poetry will be attended by a talented man with high talent, I think it is very interesting, I want to go out of the palace to see it today." ”

Before her words fell, a young man dressed in white and handsome in appearance said with a smile: "Princess Ziluan's words are serious, although she is talented, but she actually alarmed the princess, which really makes me feel a little uncomfortable." ”

"Poof! I said Songle, although you are indeed a little talented, there are many people who are more talented than you among these people present, can we not be so anxious to put gold on your face!" As soon as he finished speaking, a chubby young man sneered and teased.

The young man known as Songle immediately turned dark when he heard this, and said with some displeasure: "Even if there is, it will never be Hou Ming, you fat man, you better shut up for me!"

Hou Ming didn't get angry when he heard it, but laughed, and kept shouting: "Look at you, I'm in a hurry~Let's talk about the pain points~"

Facing the two people who were playing treasure here, everyone present chose to be silent, not for anything else, because the two of them were all scary. Songle's father was the secretary of the criminal department, while Hou Ming's father was the secretary of the household department. Don't look at it, it doesn't sound very high, but they are all big men with real power, and the two can fight, but others generally don't have the courage to insert a lever.

Yuwen Ziluan chuckled and said, "Giggles~ Both of them are famous talents in the Imperial City, and now they are fighting each other like this, doesn't it make people think that the talents in my Imperial City are of low quality?"

As soon as she said this, the two of them who were holding their chests up, like fighting cocks, were suffocated, and then quickly softened, and chuckled: "Hahaha, aren't we joking~ I didn't expect Princess Ziluan to take it seriously." ”

Just as they were explaining, the convoy of Wang Su and others, who were the organizers of this poetry meeting, finally arrived at Zuixian Tower.

At this time, the sound of the rain was lying on the window of the carriage, his head stretched out, and he tried to look in the direction of Ziluan.

After seeing Ziluan's carriage from a distance before, the henchman who drove told the news that Ziluan was also there and the sound of the rain enjoying in the carriage, so there was this scene.

Chen Bai and the others in the other carriage also knew about it, and at first Chen Bai was a little interested in poking his head out to take a look, but after seeing Yuwen Ziluan's appearance, he retracted his head in some disappointment.

It's not that Yuwen Ziluan is not good-looking, on the contrary, she is definitely a very peugeot beauty, but she is still not as good-looking as Mei'er.

As a result, Chen Bai lost interest. Sorry, his purple pupils played a rare role this time, and he saw her appearance directly through the veil.

Since the front of the gate of the Drunken Immortal Tower had been occupied by Yuwen Ziluan's carriage at this moment, the convoy of Wang Su and his party was very consciously parked aside.

Before it stopped, the sound of the rain was full of smiles, and he stared at Yuwen Ziluan with some squints: "Hey~!Sister Ziluan~~ Do you miss your brother?!~~"

When she heard the voice coming from behind her, Yuwen Ziluan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking a little displeased, but this was only a momentary thing, and then she put on an extremely kind smile, turned around and said: "Brother Sheng~~~~"

At this time, the carriage also stopped steadily, and the sound of rain immediately jumped down from the carriage, and rushed straight towards Yuwen Ziluan.

After rushing to the front, he didn't care about anything else, directly grabbed her pair of snow-white little hands, and said excitedly.

Chen Bai and Phantom Yin opened the curtain of the car, and the corners of their mouths were raised when they looked at this scene, with a strange smile on their faces.

Seeing that the little hand of his new goddess was held in the hand by a man who looked stupid, the talents from all over the world present felt that their little hearts were broken, and they couldn't spell it well.

After Chen Bai and the others got out of the car, Wang Su also slowly walked down from his carriage.

The moment they saw his real person, everyone present bowed deeply and said in unison: "I've seen everyone Wang!"

Although there are not many people who have seen Yuwen Ziluan, as a great writer of the contemporary generation, there are really not many people who don't know Wang Su among the scholars in Caixing Kingdom.

Nodding slightly, Wang Su didn't say much, just walked straight into the door and walked towards the elegant hall.

Compared with looking at a beautiful woman, even an extremely noble beauty, obviously his own fame is more important, and many young people followed him to the elegant hall after Wang Su arrived.