"No trouble, no trouble." The waiter said hurriedly, jogging to the window seat to wiping the table carefully, and then ran downstairs with a gust of wind.

Several diners often recognized Li Xianyuan and greeted him one after another. Li Xianyuan also gave him a gift one by one and walked to the window table to sit down.

The sun is in the sky, and the bright sunshine is pouring. Half of the table is incorporated into the sun, and the wet marks on the table gradually fade.

Li Xianyuan looked at the bustling streets below, and could see that it was amazing.

Soon after, the waiter ran up and brought a pot of tea to Li Xianyuan: "Sir Li, this is given by the guest officials over there."

Following the waiter's point, a gentle young man picked up a teacup and nodded slightly at Li Xianyuan with a smile on his face.

Li Xianyuan bowed and responded.

"It's a bit different from imagination." Send the tea to your lips and take a sip, warming the young man's manners are elegant.

The young man holding the sword took the sword down and put it on the table, whispering: "Young Master, are you talking about tea or human?"

"There are both." Wenrun young man played with Linglong teacup and said casually: "I always think that tea is the best when I am thirsty. People only need it when they need it."

"What the young master said is that he is a great talent?" The young man holding the sword was suspicious and couldn't help but glance at Li Xianyuan. His temperament is indeed extraordinary, but he is really old and cannot be valued.

Young Master Wen Run shook his head slightly and said, "If it were you, you would have written two weather poems at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and left them with all the great scholars and their names in history. Officials and gentry rushed to visit and win over them later. `Will you still live in a noisy inn that night, not even a few cents, and you are in a busy city?"

The young man holding the sword thought for a while and shook his head decisively.

"When I saw Wang Meng, I was worried about whether I would come one step later. Now it seems that my elder brother's lobbyist has hit a wall." Wenrun young man opened the folding fan, sang a few times and closed it again. He stood up and said, "Let's go, find a place to stay."

The young man holding the sword grabbed the sword and stood up, hesitating and said: "Wang... Master, aren't we going to find him now?"

The gentle young master has clear eyes and elegant demeanor and smiles with his lips: "Since you know that your elder brother has not succeeded, you don't have to be so anxious. It's rare to come out, so you can go and visit Wuhou County. I heard that there is a top girl in brothels here to attract marriage. If the winner can have a love affair, you might as well join in the fun."

On the other side, Li Xianyuan looked out the window, and only the two young men glanced slightly when they left.

The man looked a little like Xu Weichang. But the difference is that Xu Weichang always smiles like spring breeze, which makes him look quite fake, and this warm young man is much more real.

After lunch, Li Xianyuan called a carriage out of the city and went to the seal shop.

The printing workshop is orderly and has been printed more than half. I think it will be possible to get a thousand copies in a few days.

Li Xianyuan picked up a book casually, and the yellowed paper was filled with ancient style, which was quite similar to the content.

The bookstore workers don’t know much about reading, so naturally they don’t know how to read the contents of Journey to the West. Even if someone reads, they won’t know how to read it. After all, I haven’t seen anyone who sells human meat buns to eat.

Li Xianyuan didn't see the taciturn and thin man. He asked to find out that there was something at home two days ago and asked for leave.

Two days ago, Chunyang and Zhao Cult were also in a few days ago. Perhaps it was a coincidence, perhaps...

When I returned from the printing shop, I slowly entered the city in a long line of carriages. When I passed by the brothel, I heard a noise outside.

"What's wrong?" Li Xianyuan couldn't help but lift the curtain and looked curiously.

A large number of scholars dressed up as scholars gathered in front of the gate of the Shangfang Courtyard, pretending to be elegant and chatting with each other, and their eyes glanced at the Shangfang Courtyard from time to time.

The coachman was a little old man and said without looking back: "Young Master, you don't know anything. Recently, a top brand came to this brothel. He was as beautiful as a flower, fish and geese. He was different from other girls. She didn't seek wealth but only loved talent. I heard that she was holding a poetry party, and the most powerful one could be charming all night."

The coachman obviously often visits this kind of fireworks place on weekdays, and speaks one by one.

"It's interesting." Li Xianyuan replied politely and dropped the curtain.

"Who said no?" The coachman's voice came into the carriage through the curtain. "I heard that the top sign is called... what is the jade coming?"

"Ru Yu?"

Wen Ruyu?

A carriage suddenly stopped at the bridge.

Li Xianyuan jumped out of the car and walked to the gate of Shangfang Courtyard and squeezed out the crowd.

A busty boy walked over with a smile and before he could speak, Li Xianyuan said, "I'm looking for someone."

"Young Master is joking. Come to my worship courtyard, who is not here to find a girl." The brothel saw Li Xianyuan's appearance and waved his handkerchief to stick it out.

Li Xianyuan dodged and said, "I'm here to find Miss Ruyu."

"Oh~ Those talented men outside the door are not looking for Miss Ruyu..."

Li Xianyuan looked up at the second floor and walked past the stairs aside and raised her robe and walked up.

"Young Master, wait..."

The brothel behind him pursued him relentlessly, and Li Xianyuan stepped in front of him with expressionless face. After more than ten days of breath, he came to the door and reached out to knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened a crack and a petite head stretched out. It was the little maid named Huahua.

At this time, the bustard caught up with him in a bad mood and panted: "Mr....Mr.."

Huahua came out and explained to her a few words, and the brothel was unwilling to retreat. The little maid looked at Li Xianyuan and pretended to be displeased and turned her head: "What are you here to do?"

"Miss Ruyu can be there."

"Hmph, I want to see my lady, so I waited outside the door." The little maid shook her head, puffed her mouth and ignored him. She secretly glanced at Li Xianyuan with her own light.

Just saw Li Xianyuan thinking for a moment, then suddenly turned around and left.

The little maid was anxious this time and looked at Li Xianyuan's back at a loss. She didn't know what to say. Then she ran back to the room with a crying voice and told Wen Ruyu in the room.

"Let's go!" Wen Ruyu, who was still leisurely, stood up, and the fox tail behind her stood up and exploded.

"Miss, did I make Mr. Li go?" the little maid looked sobbing.

"This guy..." Wen Ruyu gritted her teeth, and she didn't understand Li Xianyuan's intention in her heart.

If you really don't care, he won't come. When you come, it means you care about yourself, but what's going on when you come and leave...

"Huahua, tell me the process again."

...

"Young Master, what's the best thing about these vulgar rouge powder?" A young man holding a sword couldn't help but say in the crowd outside the Shangfang Courtyard.

"You don't understand, this is called sentiment." The gentle young man swayed his folding fan, and his silk flew and his graceful demeanor.

"Young master, look! It's Li Xianyuan!" The young man holding the sword suddenly screamed and pointed at a young man walking out of the gate of the Shangfang Courtyard.

The gentle young man looked at it with great interest and was amazed: "I never thought that this 'Sir Li' is also an interested person, and he has some meaning."

The young man holding the sword muttered something, probably because he wanted to say that he had been walking around the brothel before he had grown all his hair. His tone was full of envy.

Yes, he can only protect the warm young man all day long, so he has no chance to visit such a fireworks place.

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Chapter completed!