The heroic young man smiled and his eyes fell on the middle-aged scribe.

The scribe said: "Zhang Kun, although he sounds extraordinary, is a commoner, similar to you, but he has shown talent since he was a child, has a photographic memory, and can write good articles. When he was twelve years old

He wrote a military strategy to repel the evil spirits and heard it from heaven. The late emperor was impressed by his talent and asked the Zhang family to send Zhang Kun to the capital. He entered the imperial palace in the inner city and read it together with the prince, the prince and his son. Zhang Kun also strived for success. Initially,

He was suppressed by nobles and young masters, and finally convinced them one by one, and then he was called the number one talent in Chang'an!"

"So it's like this, which is quite admirable." The young scholar nodded in praise, "This kind of ability is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"He has been smart since he was young, and he has become famous since he was a child. He has always had a literary name, but you only woke up a few days ago, but you are still silent. You are a blockbuster. You are my Zheng family's thousand-mile horse," the middle-aged scholar said, stroking his beard.

He smiled and said, "Zhang Kun is also going to take the imperial examination this time. You can compete to see whose literary talent is better. Maybe we can cherish each other in the future."

The young scholar lowered his head and said, "My nephew dare not compare with such a proud man."

"Don't be modest," the middle-aged scribe shook his head gently, "Uncle Wei is very optimistic about you, so you shouldn't take yourself lightly."

"Thank you, Uncle Thirteen!" The scholar slightly cupped his hand, then turned his eyes to the third person, and then asked, "I already know this, but where is the origin of the third person?"

While they were talking, the three young princes had already walked up the stairs with the help of many guards and slaves.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the young scholar suddenly felt that the third person turned his head and glanced at him.

This man was wearing a straight t-shirt, and he could be considered handsome. He was not short and had a well-proportioned figure. However, he looked thin compared to the little prince next to him, but he walked with a high head and a certain air of magnanimity.

However, when this gesture fell into the eyes of the heroic young man, he only received a sneer from the other party: "It's just pretentious. This is this dude. He doesn't want to bow his head in front of the little prince and Zhang Jialang, so he is pretending to be like this."

Such a posture, but this person does not know that the real momentum cannot be faked like this, it depends on real talent and learning! He is just a dog attached to a tiger, showing off his power."

The young scholar couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this twists and turns of comments.

"Compared with the previous two people, this man is too inferior. The only thing worthy of praise is that he has a good father and a good brother." When mentioning the third man, the middle-aged scribe's tone was a little contemptuous.

"Oh?" The young scholar became interested instead and couldn't help but ask, "The two people before were both outstanding people with extraordinary backgrounds and extraordinary talents. Is this third person so unbearable?"

"This man's name is Li Huai. Five years ago, his father accompanied the late emperor on his northern expedition, and he was the Marquis of Dingxiang who commanded the troops." The middle-aged man said with a half-smile.

"Marquis Dingxiang? Isn't that..." The young scholar was stunned and couldn't help but say something. However, he noticed the looks of several people around him and stopped talking. Then he whispered: "Although that Marquis Gong of Dingxiang

He was skilled in horses and could be regarded as a temporary general, but he was already dead during the Northern Expedition."

The heroic young man said: "Yes, the newly appointed Marquis of Dingxiang, Li Erlang, is Li Huai's second brother. Li Huai is the seventh in his generation, but he is his legitimate son. He and Li Erlang have the same mother. They usually spend a lot of money, but they spend too much money.

He keeps company with dandies, has a perverse temperament, is violent, and has no taboos in his actions. He is a scourge in Chang'an!"

The young scholar was even more surprised, and couldn't help but said: "How can such a person stand side by side with the young Duke and Zhang Jialang?"

The middle-aged scribe said: "This man also has some foresight. He studied with these two classmates in his early years, so he came to Xiaoguo Gong's door early to help him walk. Now that Xiaoguo Gong has gained power, he is also very proud. There have been many happy events recently.

, after all, they are rich and powerful people, we can’t compare with them.”

"He is a person who follows people's influence." The young scholar heard the implication of his uncle's words. "I wonder if there is any good news for this person. Could it be that he also wants to take the imperial examination? Will he get fame?"

"This guy is not good at studying. He is just a dandy!" A person next to him couldn't help but say, "He is lucky. He married a high-ranking lady and has new rich people as his friends."

"Brother Chen is saying," the middle-aged scribe nodded, and then said to the young scholar, "half a month ago, Li Huai married the legitimate daughter of Wei Xueshi, the Minister of Household Affairs, and the Wei family's wife was a famous beauty in Chang'an, proficient in

Playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, I don’t know how many heroes yearn for it, and it has even caused many fights. Interestingly, who would have thought that because of an oral engagement, he would marry this person in the end, which is also embarrassing."

After hearing this, the young scholar's face froze suddenly. The heroic young man next to him suddenly froze, as if he remembered something, shook his head slightly, then looked at the young man beside him, but hesitated to speak.

The middle-aged scribe was unaware when he saw the three people walking upstairs. He just said: "Don't talk about this. Although the court will not be punished for words, we are waiting for the imperial examination. The imperial examination is the most important thing. We shouldn't talk too much. Let's just chat."

As for the imperial examination and the establishment of industry, I just mentioned your article, so I will continue. These are all my friends, and they all have literary names in Chang'an. Let them comment..."

The young scholar said, forced a smile, and said yes, but there was a fire in his heart, and he wanted to relax his mind, forgetting his plan to hide his clumsiness.

"Gentlemen, I have just begun to feel something again, and I have another article. Let me tell you about it for your review. Look at me, who is higher or lower than those ignorant and ignorant dudes..."

As he spoke, he suddenly showed a look of resentment and glanced at the stairs.

Others thought this was strange, but they only made it out of emotion at the time and did not delve into it further.

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Li Huai heard a lot of people talking about him. At this distance, many people did not deliberately lower their voices, as if they were deliberately trying to embarrass him. Therefore, after walking up the stairs, he could still hear a lot.

"These people, if I, Li Huai, hadn't been replaced, I might have caused trouble on the spot! They are really not afraid of trouble!"

Then he took another look at the two people in front of him, and it became clearer.

"Perhaps it's because I know that when these two people are present, even an unreliable libertine like me knows how to restrain myself before I want to use my words!"

At this thought, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

He had arrived at the edge of the Yuyu Tower early before and was waiting here, observing the situation and waiting for his two "friends".

During this period, he met many people, including Zheng Xingye, whom he had always been thinking about.

"Handsome in appearance, suave, dressed in scholar's clothes, and still young. According to what I originally wrote, Duke Rong's legitimate son returned from a great victory. He drank with his friends and lackeys in the Yuyu Tower, heard the cheers of the people below, and won the favor of Zheng Xingye.

The article happened to coincide with what the young master was worried about, and he suddenly felt like a confidant, and made friends with him, which led to the many plots that followed, and then my future misfortune..."

Li Huai thought as he walked and rubbed his temples. Although the distance could not be said to be very close, seeing the protagonist with his own eyes still touched his heart.
Chapter completed!