That person is naturally the talented man Shi Lin.

But the girls in the Red Chamber are charming and colorful, some are charming and some are pure.

Although the sour scholars and sects present were hard to match, there was a dozen girls with all their charm, and there was always one suitable one.

For a time, who knew Shi Lin, a talented man from the capital?

Everyone's eyes fell on the charming figures of the girls.

There are several close-kun Sour Religions who recognize Shi Lin and know the story of him and Luo Yuzhu's talented man and beautiful woman.

Seeing Luo Yuzhu's graceful and beautiful appearance, she was even more envious and jealous of Shi Lin.

In the crowd, several people secretly made bad things and deliberately pushed and shoved.

Shi Lin had to squeeze past people several times and came to Luo Yuzhu's side. However, they were pulled by the corner of their clothes and pulled their arms back to the crowd.

Several people succeeded in their tricks and secretly frowned.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind, and my body couldn't help but retreat to the side.

Just as I was about to rely on the theory of "Three Inches" to make a little difference, I felt that the temperature around me had dropped.

He was suddenly frightened by the cold aura of the two men behind him and was so scared that he was silent.

"Young Master, do you want to pass it through?" Although Chen Jia didn't hold a long knife, he was as sharp as a knife.

Shi Lin stood firm, nodded gratefully, and said, "That's it."

"Can you wait with me." Bai Yi also spoke.

The two people walked in front. Although the crowd was congested, they would automatically separate from each other as if water hit a boat.

Shi Lin followed Chen Jia and Bai Yi through the crowd like this.

He clasped his fists and bowed to Chen Jia and Bai Yi and said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you."

Chen A and Bai Yi waved their hands without hesitation, turned around and squeezed towards the crowd on the other side.

Shi Lin then walked towards Luo Yuzhu.

Luo Yuzhu warmly greeted Shi Lin, and the two went upstairs together.

While Shi Lin went upstairs, he looked back at the two men who had just helped.

They were seen rushing through the crowd and walking towards a young man sitting in the corner.

But Shi Lin's eyes just saw the young man clearly, and the outside became noisy again.

A tall young man walked in slowly, following a servant behind him.

The other scholars didn't know the person, but the shopkeeper of Kuixinglou at the door lit up his eyes and he was half shorter and went out to greet him.

"His Royal Highness Xiang is here, Kuixing Tower is really full of glory." Old He, the shopkeeper, nodded and bowed.

He saw a lot of these big men in the court. The more he saw, the more he knew that these people were extremely energetic and did not dare to neglect them.

Lu Chan nodded and said, "Today's Wenshe Club, there is no King Xiang, but only one scholar, Lu Chan."

"Prince... Master Lu, please." Old He immediately changed his words under Lu Chan's pretended unhappy eyes.

Then Lu Chan walked upstairs with a smile.

Many corrupt scholars on the first floor participated in the literary gatherings many times. Some of them had met Lu Chan from afar, and they all stood up and bowed their fists to make friends.

Lu Chan did not have the airs of a prince, and he greeted everyone casually.

For a moment, everyone praised King Xiang.

Someone said casually: "The King of Thailand and King Xiang are the princess Wensheng in my capital. I don't know how much worse is than King An!"

"A king is so humble and corporal, he is not even as good as the King of Thailand. I think, King An may not be able to do it..."

Qi Xiaotian looked at King Xiang Lu Chan's hypocritical appearance and felt disgusted. He couldn't help but spit out.

A Wensheng next to him happened to see his expression, and he curled his lips slightly and said, "Is this brother, am I envious and jealous of His Highness Xiang?"

Qi Xiaotian gave him a blank look and said, "He is worthy of it? His highness, who is still a special mother, is just a reputation for being a nepotist."

"You sour scholar, you actually say that King Xiang is so famous. King Xiang is really famous and has military achievements!" Wen Sheng jumped up and refuted as if he was stepped on his tail.

Immediately, several scholars and scholars around were attracted by their conversation.

They came over to ask what was going on. After they figured out the whole story, they came over to condemn Qi Xiaotian.

"You little Wensheng, you dare to look down on King Xiang. You are really ignorant of the great world."

"Little brother, I think you are not old and your knowledge should be average. I'd better go home and study with your husband for a few more years before coming out to show off your ugly head."

Qi Xiaotian gave the man a blank look and said, "Does the size of knowledge have something to do with age? If it is really a damn thing, what will you do with a different article? Let's get together and take out the birthday post and compare the age. Whoever is older will have more knowledge."

"Why are you so rude? Wensheng should be polite. If you don't teach me, it's your father's fault. If you dare to be so rude, be careful that we will involve you in the Beijing school office. At that time, your father will probably be implicated." One person threatened.

"The school official doesn't care about me." Qi Xiaotian curled his lips, looking cynical.

A few sour scholars say one thing, and they start to get messy.

Qi Xiaotian was too lazy to gossip with them and asked Chen Jia directly: "Have you taken the invitation?"

"Well, will you go up now?" Chen Jia frowned slightly. The rough men in the north were a little uncomfortable when they saw these group of thrilling Confucian scholars.

If it weren't for the capital that they could not kill people casually, I'm afraid these Wensheng, who were noisy with Qi Xiaotian, would have been dead.

"It's time to go up." Qi Xiaotian stood up, blinked at Chen Jia and Bai Yi and said, "Look at this article and appreciate the style of Shengjing."

"It's just a group of idle and literati who are free to hold each other's feet. When they go to the Northern Wilderness, they will see if they are in this mood." Bai Yi hugged his shoulders, looking disdainful.

"This fake style will last only one month to live in the Northern Wilderness." Chen Jia sneered.

Qi Xiaotian patted the two people on the shoulders and smiled and said, "The three of us will not be worse than the situation in the Northern Wilderness."

Chen Jia, Bai Yi and the other two smiled, separated the people in front of them from left to right, and squeezed out a way for Qi Xiaotian.

"Who is it, why are you pushing me?"

"You guys are unreasonable..."

The people who were pushed were dissatisfied and muttered and turned around.

But when these sour scholars saw Chen Jia and Bai Yi, they were instantly frightened by the cold air on their bodies and shut up.

Seeing a young man walking towards the stairs leading to the second floor under the escort of two men, everyone was talking.

Wen Sheng, who had just been quarreled with Qi Xiaotian, immediately pointed at Qi Xiaotian and said that he was so crazy and uneducated, and involved Qi Xiaotian's father.

Seeing the stairs on the second floor of the Xiaotianwang, someone immediately came to ask for an invitation.

You should know that the second floor is the main venue of today's cultural conference.

Those who can go up to the second floor may be a person with the number one in the literary world of the capital. They may be a person with high power.

But this young man looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a rude look on his face, and it has nothing to do with Wenhui.

The sour scholars and scholars present were still talking, but they heard someone shouting at the door: "Old He, today's literary meeting, let's not invite me!"

Qi Xiaotian didn't look back. Just listening to the sound, he knew that the person coming must be Wei Qing.

Turning around, I really saw Wei Qing.

Sima Zhen is naturally beside Wei Qing.

Behind them, Zhao Kuo, who stood with his hands behind his back, was unmoved.

When Lao He from Kuixing Tower saw Wei Qing and Sima Zhen, he immediately became cowardly like his grandson, and was even more respectful than when he saw King Xiang Lu Chan.

"The two young masters are here, they are so beautiful..." Old He smiled all over his face.

But before he finished speaking, Wei Qing pushed him away.

Lao He saw Wei Qing, the most domineering playboy in the capital, waved directly to a young man at the entrance of the stairs, and his face was filled with smiles, and he trotted to the young man.

"Boss, you're here too early. Sima Zhen and I went to the royal palace to find you." Wei Qing's voice was loud and his voice was spreading far away.

"What? This young man is actually in the same group as Yiba of the Capital? Or is this guy's boss?" Most of the scholars knew Wei Qing, and many others had been bullied by Wei Qing.

At this moment, the eyes of Qi Xiaotian were all alert and scrutinized.
Chapter completed!