They all bent down at Li Yi, "We are willing to receive the teachings." Even Li Hongcheng also bowed to Li Yi.

Li Yi looked at them all and felt a little confused in his mind, but he didn't care much. As they thought, Li Yi was not going to explain to them.

After performing the ceremony, Li Hongcheng suddenly realized that something was wrong. According to Li Yi's words, his poetry meeting could not be held.

According to his words, it is enough to taste the poems for two or three friends. So can you call someone if you hold this poetry meeting in the future or not?

However, Li Hong is also an extremely smart person. He comes from the royal family and is not that stupid even if he is stupid.

"I think the poetry meeting will be held in the future. If you don't dislike it, you can hand over your poems to me, so that you can enjoy them together."

After Li Hongcheng finished speaking, he nodded in his heart alone. The poetry meeting may not be held in the future, and countless good poems will still come to him.

If you see who writes well, you can also invite him in to join us, win over or help.

After listening to it, Li Yi immediately understood that because of his own reasons, this poetry meeting might not be held.

Also, if it is true that everyone just works behind closed doors in the future, I am afraid that many good poems and lyrics in the Qing Congress will not be passed on at all, and not many people know about it, and they don’t make any records, how can they pass it on?

He stood up and said, "Although two or three friends are good to appreciate a poem, you should not work behind closed doors. If you encounter something you don't understand, you still need to take it out and appreciate it with everyone. If you write it well, you can also collect it into a book and circulate it."

As soon as Li Yi finished speaking, Li Hongcheng expressed his approval, "In the future, I will collect and organize the excellent works of poetry at the poetry meeting into a book, and then I will appreciate them with you."

This sentence has obviously been approved by many people, who do not want their poetry to be circulated all over the world.

Li Hongcheng was very happy that the influence of his poetry gathering might have to be expanded from Kyoto to Qingguo.

The atmosphere of the poetry party was obviously pushed to a climax, and many people toasted Li Yi.

Li Yi drank two drinks and left alone, walked to the pavilion beside him and sat by himself. Li Hongcheng also came here at this time.

He had just communicated with the second prince Li Chengze, so the mysterious young man in front of him should naturally win over the whole way, although the other party may not be won over by them.

"Why did Brother Li come here alone?" Li Chengze asked casually.

It seems that in just a short moment, Li Hongcheng and the others have clearly investigated the identity background written by Li Yi.

Li Hongcheng did not find any useful information, only knowing that Li Yi was from a remote area and had just arrived at the capital of Qingguo two days ago.

The others seemed like a cloud of fog. No matter how they explored, they could not find any clues. Even if they didn't know where Li Yi lived in the capital of Qingguo in the past two days.

Li Yi didn't care about the fact that they found out their identity, but just shook his head and asked, "Is there any snack tea in Prince Jing's mansion?"

This is indeed the truth. Li Yi wants to know how advanced the level of dim sum in this era has reached.

"Yes. I'll ask someone to prepare for Brother Li." Although Li Hongcheng didn't know why he asked, he nodded and replied.

After hearing this, Li Yi nodded, closed his eyes and stopped talking. It was obvious that he no longer wanted to say anything to Li Hongcheng.
Chapter completed!