The sky was getting darker, and the sound of singing and dancing was endless on the Qinhuai River.

The Jinling Poetry Club is extremely large, with garden, rockery, veranda pavilions and pavilions inside. Scholars gather around to chat in three or two places.

In the main building, more than 400 people gathered together, with hundreds of books, pens and papers, and piano platforms around the hall. The courtesans took turns to show their skills. Talents from all over the world showed their learning, and from time to time, there were bursts of praise.

Dayue is fond of martial arts. Such a large-scale literary gathering is extremely rare in other places. Compared with the spirit of the martial arts world in Yueyang and other places, it is completely different worlds.

At this time, in the main building, Du Hui, the prefect of Jinling, Yang Yingxiong, and Mrs. Lu's brother Lu Hongxin were all sitting there, while the rest were people from various families and the gentlemen of the academy. As the legitimate son of the Xiao family in Huainan, Xiao Ting had a very decent status, and stood with Wang Ruiyang in the middle of the hall and chatted and laughed.

Xu Buling took Xiao Qi into the main building. Xiao Qi just came to see the fun and did not intend to contact the local officials' families, so she came directly to the outside of the crowd.

The two found a seat in a secluded place. There were many people and eyes. Xu Buling couldn't tell some dirty jokes to make Xiao Qi, so they looked calm like they used to be, holding a teacup in their hands and silently.

Xiao Qi looks a bit like a girl who has been dating a boy for the first time. She is in front of her, and she may feel a little embarrassed. She glances around the crowd and said:

"Aristocratic families in Hangzhou, Jinling, Suzhou and other places have all come, and many knowledgeable people have also come. The scholar in Qing Dynasty was Tang Bailun, a famous talented man in Changzhou. His husband was the Minister of Personnel in the current dynasty. He was quite talented in Jiangnan. He was a bit conceited and valued too much reputation..."

Xu Buling looked at him according to his eyes. The scholar named Tang Bailun was talking to Wang Ruiyang. He obviously looked down on Xiao Ting in his eyes, so it was no wonder that he was named by Xiao Qi.

They were all young, and Xu Buling didn't care about the energetic scholars. His eyes turned to the high platform where the judges were sitting. Seeing the big fat man in the middle of the city, his eyes were a little surprised.

Xiao Qi was extremely smart, so she could see what Xu Buling was surprised about and explained softly:

"That's Yang Yingxiong. To hold such a big poetry meeting, it would cost a lot of money to just invite the courtesan to help. Yang Yingxiong is very enthusiastic about this and always rushes to pay for the money. The big families in Jinling will naturally give him some thin face."

Xu Buling nodded and joked: "Is this considered taking it from the people and using it for the people?"

Xiao Qi snorted faintly: "Yang Yingxiong used the means of gangsters and gangsters to seize the robbers and forced many poor people to death. How can the money be used to treat these useless scholars and courtesans? It's a pity that you could only warn Yang Yingxiong last time that with the King of Wu as a supporter, he will still be rampant once we leave..."

Xiao Qi said this, and her eyes showed a little helplessness - the relationship between the aristocratic families was mixed, and there were too many places where there were filth and dirt. As the head of the family, Xiao Qi could only consider the interests of the family. She knew that there was a famine in the countryside, but she could only do it. If she wanted to completely solve all problems, she had to wash the entire Jiangnan and break the class solidification. She didn't even have the ability to do this today.

Maybe she didn't want to talk about this issue, Xiao Qi focused on the courtesan who was playing the piano and singing music next to her.

The dressed-up courtesan is singing the song "The Wind Flours and the Fragrance of the Dust" that is popular all over Jiangnan.

"The wind hangs on the dust and the fragrance of flowers, and the flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are different. Everything is not the same. I want to speak and tears flow first..."

The singing is light and lively, and the singing is very good. Unfortunately, the courtesan is sought after by many talents. Without the experience of "things are different from people, everything is not settled", he cannot sing the sad mood in the lyrics.

Xiao Qi liked this poem very much. After listening to it for a moment, she smiled and said, "Xu Buling, did you write this poem for Xiang'er or for Hongluan?"

Xu Buling felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned this, and raised his hand and said:

“Copy.”

"Who did you copy?"

"Li Qingzhao's." No. 6

"Li Qingzhao...sounds like a woman..."

Xiao Qi narrowed her eyes slightly, and passed all the famous talented women in Dayue in her mind. She couldn't find a match for her. She said curiously:

"What's that girl's appearance? What's your relationship with you?"

Xu Buling spread his hands gently, and his eyes showed a little bit of hopelessness. Xiang'er and Aunt Lu liked to ask the truth before, but how did he answer this?

Seeing that Xu Buling was unwilling to say it, Xiao Qi snorted and turned her head to look elsewhere. She was obviously a little dissatisfied. She had not agreed to marry Xu Buling, so she was so unfair. If she really married Xu Buling, she would not be imprisoned and could not interfere in anything...

Xu Buling felt a little headache when he saw this and was secretly brewing reasonable words. A call suddenly came from the hall:

"I heard that Prince Xu also visited the poetry meeting. Tang admired Daqi for a long time. I wonder if the Prince would show up to see him?"

Xu Buling frowned slightly when he heard the sound. He looked up and saw that Tang Bailun, who was standing with Xiao Ting, was looking for his trace in the crowded hall...

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Earlier, when Xu Buling and Xiao Qi were talking about Li Qingzhao, the center of the hall where many talented and beautiful ladies were also focused on the singing voice of the courtesan.

Wang Ruiyang talked with many talented men, and he was full of words. Xiao Ting couldn't speak. It happened that the song was his favorite girl "Meat Tuanzi" and said proudly:

"When this song "The Wind Goes to the Fragrance of the Flowers" appeared, I was there. You have heard of the lyricist who wrote the lyricist. Xu Buling, a friend of the son of the son of our country, wrote this poem at that time, originally "I was tired of combing the cage every day", but later it was changed to "I was tired of combing my hair every day"..."

Seven or eight famous talents from Jiangnan all had a stiff expression when they heard this. Even Wang Ruiyang was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer this sentence. There was a huge difference between combing his hair and combing his cage. How could anyone who could write this poem be confused?

However, Xiao Ting's identity was here, and everyone dared not question it. They just nodded slightly, showing a look of admiration.

Among the many talented people, Tang Bailun also comes from a scholarly family and has a strong relationship in the DPRK-China. Xiao Ting, who doesn't like the stubborn ones, said softly:

"Listen to what my master said, Prince Su seems to have admitted that the poems were copied."

Jiangnan is very literary. Buying poems and stealing poems is something that everyone calls for beating, and this is even more so in Jiangnan. It’s better if the princes and nobles buy poems and show off at the poetry meeting, but afterwards, they really treat themselves as talented people, so don’t blame others for looking down on them.

However, there is no accurate statement on whether Xu Buling's poems were copied yet, because no object of plagiarism was found. Several talented men knew that Tang Bailun had real talents and knowledge, and hated the plagiarism of articles, so they spoke:

"Crown Prince Su may have just been modest and did not directly admit it."

Xiao Ting also nodded: "Yes, Xu Bulingke is here. You will be slaughtering you later, and I can't stop you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the talented men were stunned for a moment, with a hint of joy in their eyes. Unexpectedly, Xu Buling came here too today.

Tang Bailun had been hearing about Xu Buling's reputation for a long time, and then looked around: "Oh? Since Prince Su has arrived, why didn't he show up? Brother Xiao can recommend a few of us?"

Xiao Ting knew that Xu Buling was with his aunt, and he wanted to marry his aunt out, so he definitely didn't want to interrupt. He shook his head and said:

"You really want to shout it, but if he beats you, don't blame me."
Chapter completed!