Chapter 367

Everyone present could not help but show surprise.

For a time, many flower beauties gathered together, making people unable to see them all.

Especially Lady Lady Gongsun, who had not appeared in public for many years, and this was her first time performing on stage today. She first bowed to the Sixth Imperial Prince, the Prince of Yan, and said softly:

"Lady Gongsun Gongsun Meiyu greets the Prince of Yan."

Lady Lady Gongsun's real name was Lady Gongsun Gongsun Meiyu, and her biggest supporter behind the scenes was the Prince of Yan.

The Prince of Yan smiled slightly and nodded to indicate.

Lady Lady Gongsun's eyes drifted, a bit surprised; she came to find Xie Guan, but did not expect that several Imperial Princes were all here.

And!

Su Su Shishi also appeared here.

Yun Wan, Hu Hu Yunniang, and Chen Xiang all bowed one by one.

"Your Highness Feng, Your Highness Yong."

"Young Master Su Yun."

"Old Master Jin."

Zhang Yuanlai, Jia Yu, and the others looked at the many flower beauties who had suddenly emerged, their beautiful figures appearing even more charming and moving under the bright lights.

He Xiao's eyes reflected faces as beautiful as jade.

They were either heroic and handsome, dignified and elegant, charming, small and exquisite, or cold and noble, each with their own style.

Everyone lowered their voices one after another, marveling at this rare grand occasion.

Several flower beauties had all seen these Imperial Princes and noble sons like Su Yun.

As for Xie Guan, Zhang Yuanlai, and others, who had neither family background nor reputation, the flower beauties naturally paid no attention to them.

At this moment!

Hu Hu Yunniang's gaze drifted toward Xie Guan, who was present, and she slowly opened her mouth: "Hu Yunniang greets Young Master Guan."

Lady Lady Gongsun also noticed the youth behind the table in the seating area, clear and handsome, with an elegant temperament.

She said "as expected" in her heart; someone who could write such excellent poems should have such a handsome appearance.

Lady Lady Gongsun also bowed: "Lady Gongsun Gongsun Meiyu greets Young Master Guan."

Yun Wan also said softly: "Yun Wan, greetings, Young Master Guan."

Chen Xiang raised her eyes slightly, but also bowed: "Chen Xiang greets Young Master Guan."

Xie Guan?

At this moment, the people who had just been attracted by the flower beauties finally realized that the youth standing behind was Xie Guan, who was in the limelight today.

Yu Ke naturally returned the bows one by one, his behavior appropriate.

Su Yun smiled.

Jia Yu and the other two had looks of envy.

The greetings of several flower beauties explained Xie Guan's value.

A concubine-born son of the Xie family with no one to rely on, neither a prominent family background nor a reputation, all relying on the talent in his belly.

Jin Jin Zitan joked: "It seems Young Master Guan is more popular than this old man."

Only Zhou Zhou Yuner, who had just been grinding ink for Xie Guan, had a flash of disappointment on her face, as if a treasure she had cherished for a long time had suddenly been discovered by someone else, and it was difficult to enjoy its beauty alone, and a sourness that could not be described in words rose in her heart.

Chen Mu's expression was gloomy, looking at these flower beauties who seemed to have come for Xie Guan.

Lady Lady Gongsun had long since learned that Su Su Shishi had spent four million taels to buy one of Xie Guan's poems and a painting.

Although she knew that Xie Guan and the Sixth Imperial Prince, the Prince of Yan, had always had a grudge, relying on her years of operation and her wealth and connections, she also had support from the academy and the Nine Great Clans behind her.

Her relationship with the Prince of Yan was merely a cooperation of mutual need.

Relying on the Prince of Yan's power, she was like a fish in water in the Zixiao Pavilion, and she also offered a huge dividend to the Prince of Yan every year.

However, if she could rank in the top three of the Flower Banquet today, she could escape the West Wing Building and gain her freedom.

The Prince of Yan, who had already made a fortune from her, naturally did not want to let her go, and his help to her was minimal.

This Flower Banquet was almost Lady Lady Gongsun's own desperate gamble.

Xie Guan's opening poem just now helped her rank in the top three of the flower beauties; although the results were not yet out, the number of hairpins counted had already stabilized in the top three.

Lady Lady Gongsun's temperament was like this, clear about grievances and grudges, and she had to repay kindness.

A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring.

Not to mention this kind of rebirth virtue.

Lady Lady Gongsun said softly: "This slave has come here this time also to request a painting from Young Master Guan."

"The price remains the same, also four million taels; Young Master Guan has already written the poem, just one painting is enough."

After speaking, she turned to Su Su Shishi.

"If Fairy Su is willing to part with it, Gongsun Meiyu is willing to add another one million taels, to request this Kunpeng Painting for five million taels."

Su Su Shishi shook her head lightly: "I will definitely treasure this painting and will never sell it easily."

Lady Lady Gongsun could not help but show a trace of regret on her face upon hearing this.

This question was actually intentional, intended to respond to Chen Mu's previous sarcasm—"this painting is not worth money," to find face for Xie Guan.

Chen Mu's expression became even gloomier after hearing this.

Lady Lady Gongsun looked at Xie Guan and asked gently: "Young Master Guan, what do you think?"

Yu Ke saw this and did not refuse; he knew deeply that Lady Lady Gongsun had given him enough face, so he agreed on Xie Guan's behalf.

Lady Lady Gongsun smiled: "Today will be it; after the Flower Banquet, this slave will definitely visit."

Anyway, painting a picture would not take much effort.

Yun Wan also opened her mouth and said: "Young Master Guan, Yun Wan also has this intention, the price remains the same."

Hu Hu Yunniang also said the same; after this Flower Banquet, her wealth would definitely double, so she specifically came to make friends with Xie Guan.

Yu Ke accepted them all; these were all connections that Xie Guan would use in the future.

Anyway, painting a picture would not take much effort.

Jin Jin Zitan clapped his hands and laughed from the side: "Wonderful, wonderful, truly wonderful!"

"The Thirteenth Imperial Prince previously said with certainty that Young Master Guan's painting was not worth money, now..."

Chen Mu's expression was livid, and he was about to speak.

The Prince of Yan reminded him at the right time: "Thirteenth Brother, you should have elegance."

"Old Master Jin's words are just a joke."

Chen Mu's face turned red and white, knowing that his Sixth Brother's reminder was reasonable; if he refuted now and flew into a rage, he would only fall into a lower position.

Chen Mu just snorted coldly.

He Xiao was full of envy, looking at Xie Guan surrounded by flower beauties, which was exactly the appearance he had always longed to become, infinitely glorious and attracting attention.

Zhang Yuanlai only had sincere joy for him in his face.

Sure enough, some people are born extraordinary, the youth who studied hard in the small courtyard.

Just need to walk out of the small courtyard to be eye-catching.

Su Su Shishi prepared to say goodbye, but noticed several other flower beauties walking toward this side in the crowd, seemingly also coming to request poetry.

She smiled slightly, understanding in her heart; relying on the three poems Xie Guan had just written, he seemed to have already possessed the ability to determine the ranking of the flower beauties.

Those flower beauties who had not yet performed on stage naturally also wanted to come to compete for Xie Guan's poetry.

At this moment!

Yu Ke seemed to sense something, and even the Prince of Yan and Chen Feng both looked toward one place.

The lights in the garden suddenly dimmed, and the people around fell silent, only feeling a chill on their backs.

The crowd automatically separated into a path, and several eunuchs stood on the side, waiting for one person.

An old eunuch with gray hair walked over, wearing a scarlet python robe with a crane patch woven with gold thread, stepping on three-inch-high soap boots.

The old eunuch's face was deeply wrinkled, and his eyebrows were full of coldness.

Everyone gasped; this was the imperial decree-transmitting eunuch of the Great Qi Imperial Palace.

If it were just a palace eunuch, the Nine Great Clans would mostly not take it seriously.

But this old eunuch was Su Xiang's personal eunuch.

Even the Prince of Yan and the Second Imperial Prince, Chen Feng, bowed slightly when they saw this.

The ivory-handled whisk in the old eunuch's hand swayed lightly, and he barely squeezed out a smile on his face, his voice sharp:

"By the order of Su Xiang and the Third Teacher—please invite Young Master Xie Guan to move to the Invitation to Immortals Building to write a poem for tonight's Flower Banquet."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people present fell silent.

Everyone cast their gazes toward the direction where Xie Guan was.

The expressions of the Prince of Yan and the Second Imperial Prince were strange.

They secretly wondered in their hearts, didn't news come that Xie Guan was secretly colluding with the Sanzhen Sect of the Great Sui, and Su Xiang originally intended to arrest him, and if it weren't for the Third Teacher of the academy desperately protecting him, Xie Guan would have been in prison by now?

How come Su Xiang and the Third Teacher are now inviting Xie Guan to the Invitation to Immortals Building together?

Could it be that there was another variable in this?

Zhang Yuanlai and Jia Yu's expressions froze.

Xie Guan received the Third Teacher's invitation to write a poem; today, Xie Guan is really going to be in the limelight.

Yu Ke frowned slightly after hearing this and fell into deep thought.

He originally planned to accept General Sima Pan's invitation after the Flower Banquet, after all, it concerned Sister Wu Tong!

But now that he was invited to the Invitation to Immortals Building, what choice should he make?

The big cauldron in the sea of his heart rang, spitting out ten thousand rays of rosy light.

【Facing this matter, you decide...】

1. Refuse this matter. (Hint: May encounter danger, unfavorable for the future.)

2. Agree to this matter, but wait until after the Flower Banquet ends. (Hint: May be unfavorable for the future.)

3. Agree to this matter and write it before the Flower Banquet. (Hint: May be favorable for the future.)

4. End personal participation. (1/3)

Yu Ke looked at the hints for the options above; it seems this poem must be written.

Without hesitation, he chose directly.

3. Agree to this matter and write it before the Flower Banquet. (Hint: May be favorable for the future.)

In the A-zone of the Flower Banquet.

A servant in green hurriedly reported to Xie Xie Renfeng in his ear, but only said half of it.

"Click."

The string of jade marrow beads Xie Xie Renfeng was playing with in his palm suddenly snapped, and eighteen jade beads rolled all over the floor.

Xie Xie Renfeng's expression changed greatly, and he stood up abruptly.

"What? Isn't this Xie Guan trying to put my Xie family to death? He actually dared to associate with the Sanzhen Sect of the Great Sui!"

The servant continued to finish, and Xie Xie Renfeng's expression eased slightly.

He thought in his heart that his father was now in the Invitation to Immortals Building, and with this support, he didn't have to be so panicked.

"The Third Teacher of the academy is willing to protect him, mostly for the sake of my father."

"But this Xie Guan is acting so recklessly, the Xie family cannot tolerate him either."

The servant continued:

"Several ladies have already learned of this matter, and they plan to hold an ancestral meeting after the Flower Banquet ends to expel Xie Guan from the Xie family genealogy."

"The main courtyard will also give the second courtyard an explanation."

Xie Xie Renfeng nodded upon hearing this, feeling a bit relieved in his heart.

If such a big thing happened, if Xie Guan had just been taken away by the people of the God-Hidden and the Demon-Slaughtering Division, then today's matter would probably not have ended well.

The Xie family had many enemies in Above Bianjing, including people from the Nine Great Clans who were hostile to the Xie family.

Xie Xie Renfeng didn't care about Xie Guan's life or death; he was just worried that Xie Guan would set himself on fire and implicate the entire Xie family.

"What a disaster!"

Xie Xie Renfeng cursed in a low voice, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Cannot keep this person after the Flower Banquet; expel him from the Xie family, and I'll see who can still protect him."

Li Li Yutong looked at Xie Xie Renfeng's suddenly tightened side face and asked, "What went wrong?"

Xie Xie Renfeng tucked the remaining jade marrow beads in his palm into his sleeve, and his expression had returned to normal when he turned around.

"It's just that Xie Guan, that bastard, has caused some trouble for the Xie family again."

He raised his eyes to look toward the Invitation to Immortals Building, and under the bright lights and moonlight, a cold light reflected in the bottom of his eyes: "With Father sitting in command, everything should be fine."

Li Li Yutong nodded lightly: "With Uncle Xie Hong, the Xie mansion is as stable as Mount Tai."

At the Flower Banquet, A-zone.

Between the tables, whispers stirred, and those noble people covered in pearls and jade lifted their skirts and walked quickly.

There were still red sleeves fluttering on the high platform, and flower beauties were still performing on stage, but half of the seats below were empty, and even the host was staring at the thinning crowd in a daze.

Zhang Zhang Yunzhi, Li Li Shuwan, and others saw this, and looks of contemplation appeared on their faces.

Xie Yuan had long since pricked up his ears, listening to all directions.

Suddenly seeing a familiar figure flash by, he flipped his wrist and grabbed the cloud-patterned wide sleeve of that person.

"Brother Yuan, wait."

"Where are you all going in such a hurry? Is there any place more attractive than the flower beauties on the stage?"

That person originally wanted to get angry and stomped his cotton boots, but when he saw it was Xie Yuan, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Oh, so it's Brother Xie. I heard that quite a few people have gathered in the D-zone behind, and a group of flower beauties including Lady Lady Gongsun have all gone there."

Xie Yuan was slightly surprised upon hearing this; Lady Lady Gongsun had already performed on stage, why would she go to the D-zone behind the Flower Banquet?

"More than that!"

"That Fairy Su is also there; they are all there to see Xie Guan, who just wrote poetry at the Grass Hall Poetry Meeting."

"I have to go quickly, maybe I can catch a glimpse of her beauty."

Xie Yuan stood frozen in place; that person walked too fast, and he hadn't had time to ask clearly.

"Is it really because of Brother Guan..."

Attracting so many flower beauties to go one after another.

Zhang Zhang Yunzhi heard this, and her beautiful eyes drifted.

Xie Yuan saw this and hurriedly suggested: "Why don't we go and take a look?"

Li Li Shuwan looked at Zhang Zhang Yunzhi's expression and sighed helplessly.

This Xie Guan has truly stolen the heart of Sister Zhang Yunzhi.

Ever since Xie Guan's name spread, Zhang Zhang Yunzhi had been absent-minded.

Xie Xie Qiyue clapped her hands and cheered: "Let's go meet that Fairy Su! It's spread all over Above Bianjing City, saying she is transcendent, like a fairy descending to earth, the number one beauty in the capital!"

Xue Hong scratched his head, revealing a neat row of white teeth, and smiled honestly: "In my eyes, Xie Qiyue, you are the most beautiful."

"Xue Hong, you fool, you haven't even seen Fairy Su, talking nonsense."

Although Xie Xie Qiyue rolled her eyes at him, she could not hide the joy on her face.

Women in the world always like to hear some praise.

Xie Yuan and his party then set off and walked slowly toward the back garden.

Not long after, they saw people surging in front, gathered in a group, extremely lively.

Xie Yuan took the lead and led everyone into the crowd.

Zhang Zhang Yunzhi squeezed in with difficulty and raised her eyes to look.

Only to see!

Beautiful figures, the one with a white veil covering her face was Su Yaya, who had an otherworldly temperament.

And the heroic Lady Lady Gongsun, Yun Wan, Hu Hu Yunniang, Chen Xiang, and the flower beauty women in the crowd were all looking forward to it.

Their gazes could not help but stop at the very center.

That youth in a plain robe stood in the center of the crowd, his long black hair loosely tied up with a mutton-fat jade hairpin, a few strands of broken hair hanging in front of his forehead, setting off his eyebrows and eyes to be even more clear and handsome.

His eyes were like dots of lacquer, flashing with cold waves in the bright lights of the garden.

A sense of elegance flowed between his eyebrows, clearly cultivated from long-term reading of poetry and books, thus forming a leisurely and elegant interest.

Under the dim lights!

Zhang Zhang Yunzhi hadn't seen clearly yet, when she heard a sharp and old voice.

"By the order of Su Xiang and the Third Teacher—please invite Young Master Xie Guan to move to the Invitation to Immortals Building to write a poem for tonight's Flower Banquet."

Exclamations rose and fell in the crowd.

Only to see the youth bow slightly, his voice clear like broken jade.

"Xie Guan obeys the order."

He turned around and bowed to the surroundings, saying goodbye one by one.

Even Jia Yu and the others were not left out.

Jia Yu and the other two straightened their backs, their faces unable to hide the pride of being honored.

"Old Master Jin, Xie Guan will take his leave first."

The youth bowed to an old man with white hair and beard.

Jin Jin Zitan waved his hand and hurriedly said: "Go quickly, Young Master Guan, don't keep the Third Teacher waiting."

The crowd separated into a small path like a tide, and Xie Guan left with the eunuch.

Jin Jin Zitan looked at his back, and then looked around at the flower beauties who were looking forward to it, stroking his beard and laughing.

The old man suddenly flicked his sleeves, his arms exposed, and his left index and middle fingers joined together.

"Tai!"

This sound was like a singing line in a drama, full of charm.

This scene.

Li Li Xiangjun and the others were naturally familiar with it; when this famous Above Bianjing critic, Old Master Jin, commented on others, he would start like this.

The old man said leisurely:

"Let's talk about this Ninth Son of the Xie family—"

Jin Jin Zitan deliberately elongated his tone.

"Truly a romantic talent occupying the poetry field, what a Prime Minister in white."

"I do not seek wealth from others, people must seek my articles."

The old man's words fell, loud and clear.

Everyone knew that "white clothes" was the name for commoners without official rank in ancient times, while "Prime Minister" referred to high-ranking officials.

Zhang Zhang Yunzhi heard this and turned to look at the back of the youth leaving in the crowd; although he was thin, he also carried a sense of high spirits.

Under the brilliant lights.

Zhang Zhang Yunzhi's vision gradually blurred in her beautiful eyes.

Xie Yuan muttered to himself on the side: "Romantic talent occupying the poetry field, what a Prime Minister in white."

"It fits the scene; Brother Guan today, one person's poetry suppressed the Flower Banquet."