"This kid..."

Seeing that Su Chen ignored Ye Tian and could even refuse the fine wine sent by Ye Tian, ​​Li Er and others couldn't help but look curious in their eyes.

"This young man is not simple. Even if we wait, this fine wine may not be able to resist. He ignored it. There are many strange people in Ye Xiaoyou's tavern."

Changsun Wuji pinched his beard and his eyes were flashing.

Upon hearing this, Li Er nodded. For some reason, looking at Su Chen's back, he always felt an indescribable special feeling.

When Cheng Yaojin was about to speak, he raised his hand to stop him.

“…Knowing the sermon, sit down!”

"yes!"

Ye Tian looked at Su Chen's back, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, saying, "...Africans were not simple.

I could tell from his eyes that he really didn't take these fine wines seriously. It seems that no matter what, he can't underestimate these old friends!"

After secretly admonishing himself in his heart, Ye Tian shook his head and smiled, and said to Li Er and others: "Everyone, come on, let's continue, where did you just say..."

...

Outside the tavern.

Su Chen continued to move forward.

Unmoved toward the tail that followed him...

Qingxiang Building.

"The second one, here..."

"...Young Master, are you going to come in? The girls here have thin waists, long legs, open-minded hearts, and magnificent waves." A fat madam (bao) came up to meet him.

"It seems that this time traveler has just arrived and is writing a poem. Moreover, there seems to be a royal family member present..."

The spiritual consciousness surged, and Su Chen clearly saw the scene in the Qingxiang Tower.

A young man in blue shirt held a pot of wine in his hand and a pen in his hand. His hair was casually tied behind his head, dull and handsome and firm, but at this moment he looked like a voluptuous person.

"Young Master, this young master's poem has been completed, and now it's yours..." a girl in cool clothes said with a smile.

Everyone around also started to cheer and said:

"Quickly, it's your turn!"

"...I said, you boy, can you do it..."

"If you don't work, go down, what are you pretending?"

“…”

At this moment, the young man in green shook his head and laughed loudly, saying:

"... I have it, please listen. Today, hiccup, today I am in love with this scene, and I will write a poem for this Qingxianglou!

Listen to you!"

"...The fragrance curtain gushes the flowers into the building!"

After saying the first sentence, he waved his hand and smiled at the boy with two greasy and pink faces in front of him, with a red face, and a few large characters drawn with silver hooks and iron.

"Hiss! Good handwriting, this is a natural person. It is incredible that this young man has such talent at such a young age!"

“…”

Listening to the admiration of the people around him, a trace of lust flashed in the boy's eyes, his mouth raised, and he frivolously raised his chin at the young master in white next to him, and said:

"...How about it, did this young master lie to you? What about my word?"

When teased, the young man blushed, stomped his feet and shouted: "Huh, what's the use of writing well? Poetry is really good, what's the point of being proud of you!"

The female voice immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Obviously, everyone had known that the two teenagers were dressed as men, but everyone didn't care. They didn't care about the prosperous Zhenguan era and the open customs of the people.

at the same time.

On a street not far from Su Chen, a group of well-dressed people were also standing not far away, looking at Su Chen.

Naturally, I also saw the unrestrained boy upstairs.

"...Your Majesty, you came here for this young man..." Du Ruhui asked, pointing to Su Chen standing down the Qingxiang Tower.

Li Er nodded and said:

"...I don't know why, but he gave me a feeling that it was absolutely not easy. I just came to take a look now, but I didn't expect to find such a great talent."

Li Er's eyes surged, and he looked at the boy on Qingxiang Tower, and felt a loving heart.

Wei Zheng and others on the side nodded in agreement and said:

"Yes, the first sentence of this young man is enough to show that he has a great fortune. I am afraid he is writing a poem, and even compared with Xiaoyou Ye."

Fang Xuanling, who was standing beside him, praised.

"...Continue to look, I don't come out on weekdays, but I didn't expect that there are so many handsome men among the young people in the Tang Dynasty..." Li Erning said in a voice.

Su Chen naturally listened to the conversation between Li Er and others.

Since he left the tavern, someone followed him. After a while, Li Er and others followed him.

Seeing that he was a time traveler who wrote the poem above, Su Chen could naturally recognize that his so-called calligraphy was thin gold style, and the poem he wrote was Wang Changling's "Britain Resentment".

At this time, I heard the time traveler continue to say:

"...Okay, I won't say much nonsense, I'm going to start, listen...

...The fragrance curtains move the flowers into the building, the high-profile zither sings and relieves the sorrow of the night. The heartbroken mountains are broken and the mountains are not explained, and the curtain hook is lingered under the waning moon..."

As he said that, the big pen flew away, his expression was unprecedentedly serious. The breeze blew, blowing his scattered hair, which stunned many people.

Especially the two girls next to him who dressed in men.

"...Good poem!" Li Er stroked his big hand.

Changsun Wuji, who was standing beside him, nodded and said:

"...Yes, it seems to be a brothel, but it actually describes the deep resentment of the boudoir. This is a description of the daughter in the boudoir's thoughts and longing for the people guarding the border..."

"It seems that this kid is also a story-making person..."

The Tang Dynasty's bigwigs secretly praised the time travelers, and their favorability increased slowly.

"...Okay, Mr. Zhang is a great talent, and I am willing to give up the disadvantage. When I see you from now on, I will never mention writing poetry!" A young man wearing a square scarf and blushing face bowed and left.

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the time traveler on Qingxiang Tower, Su Chen smiled slightly and said, "System, strip his system and mark it."

【yes】

Without looking at the time traveler again, Su Chen turned around and headed towards the next time traveler's location.

Fragrant Upstairs.

Zhang Fan, among the flowers, didn't bother to take advantage of the situation and hurriedly said in his heart:

"...System, the task has been completed, hurry up, what about the reward? System, system, system?!"

After calling in his heart for a long time without responding, Zhang Fan's face turned gloomy, "...Fuck, this waste system, is it going to cheat me?"

On the street.

Li's second general Su Chen left, his heart moved and said:

"Send someone to stare at the boy upstairs of Qingxiang Tower, and bring Lizhi and Gaoyang back to me, especially Lizhi, who are married and still make such a fool of themselves!"

"……yes!"

Li Er glanced at Li Lizhi and Gao Yang, who were dressed as a man on the floor, glanced at Changsun Wuji, and said to Fang Xuanling.

Seeing this, Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling looked at each other, bowed quickly, and said, "...Your Majesty, don't be angry, the princess has guards secretly, so there will be no trouble."

"yes……"

Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything, Li Er nodded and then said:

"...Let's go, let's follow and take a look. I found that the young man became more and more mysterious. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to walk with a purpose.

Maybe you can find other talented people..."

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