Need for a Guard

Shizuka walked into Li Xianyu's boudoir again, and handed over the letter in a pretty manner.

"What?" Li Xianyu frowned slightly, pursed her pink lips, and speculated: "That toad asked you to send it?"

Shizuka nodded timidly.

Li Xianyu waved his hand impatiently: "Xiang'er, you can't take, look at, or touch that toad's things, or you'll be pissed off. Hurry up and send the letter back, and wash your little hands well. Don't pollute your skin."

"Miss, you... hey..." Shizuka choked on her sobs, tears were about to flow out.

"Okay! Okay! Don't make things difficult for Shizuka." Lei Dong stepped forward with a smile, took the letter in his hand, and said to Shizuka: "I accepted it for your lady. This time, can we do business?"

Shizuka felt relieved and quietly faded away.

"Aren't you afraid of being rambunctious? Do you dare to take anything?" Li Xianyu sat there, arranging the tea, her elegant and flattering attitude made people fascinated.

Lei Dong smiled: "If you don't continue, Zeng Tong won't hate you, but he will hate me to death. Although I am not afraid of him, but the toad entangled me, it still gives me a headache, hey... Not seeing is pure."

While smiling, he opened the letter and said curiously, "I want to see what Zeng Tong wrote in this letter."

"What else could it be? You don't need to look to know what he's talking about. It's just a tone of admiration, nothing new." Li Xianyu pouted and looked at Lei Dong, as if he was very concerned about his self-assertion. angry.

Lei Dong read the letter, couldn't help laughing, and praised: "Good! That's right, Zeng Tong has indeed improved compared to before, the words are beautiful, the sentences are beautiful, and the strategy is also clever..."

"What a good plan, show me!" Li Xianyu snatched the letter back, staring down with a curious smile on her lips.

After reading it, he covered his pink mouth and giggled coquettishly: "Toad really has improved this time, and he actually knows how to please me in this way, thanks to him being able to figure it out."

Lei Dong also nodded and said: "Zeng Tong wants to break the quarrel, one is to embrace the beauty, and the other is to become famous all over the world. Although this clever plan kills two birds with one stone, if it is not used well, it will kill chicken and eggs. Zeng Tong Tong, is playing with fire!"

Li Xianyu adjusted the strings, with a narrow smile in his eyes: "In this case, I will give this toad a chance to become famous. Tomorrow, I will not go to this charming pavilion, let Zeng Let's go to the mold."

After a pause, he said again: "Brother, you should also go to see the weird appearance of the arrangement tomorrow, and bring it back to me at night to have a closer look. tear him apart..."

Morning glow, another sunny day!

The Charming Pavilion is still overcrowded, and many talents have passed the test of Chen Sifan and entered the Charming Pavilion to enjoy the boundless romance.

Talented scholars were fascinated by those well-behaved kiln sisters, and they started membership one by one.

At this time, a jingle spread.

If you don't enter the Charming Pavilion in your life, the wit is bitter and mean!

I don't know which bastard said this sentence, but it penetrated into the hearts of all the talents, and they squeezed into the Charming Pavilion like headless chickens.

And in the early morning, the most exciting thing for the scholars in the capital city was that Zeng Tong, the famous Yanwen champion, was going to break the game himself.

At this time, various news were continuously released.

"Have you heard? Zeng Tong, that dignified literary champion, is going to break the game himself. It is said that he is acting for Li Xianyu and wants to get back that self-portrait."

"Well, that's right. Zeng Tong is a great talent with a good background, and Li Xianyu is a peerless beauty, charming and charming! Maybe Zeng Tong has already regarded Li Xianyu as his slave?"

"That's right, Mr. Zeng is so talented, most of this chess game can be broken, let's just wait and see."

Early in the morning, all they heard were these rumors, and the talented scholars were faintly excited.

But when it was almost noon, a group of drummers playing musical instruments came out of Mingyue Tower, playing and playing, and wandering around the bustling places in the capital city.

He was also holding a big sign, and the big characters written on it were also very clear.

The general idea is that Mr. Zeng wants to stand up for Mingyuelou, for the peerless beauty Li Xianyu, and win back the self-portrait that originally belonged to Li Xianyu.

After posting such a series of slogans, under the powerful publicity of Mingyue Tower, all the talented scholars got the news that Zeng Tong wanted to break the situation himself.

The news spread so quickly that even those low-key Confucians aroused strong curiosity.

For example, Zhu Chao, the father of the talented Zhu Yan, is over 60 years old, and he also rushed to the Charming Pavilion to enjoy the arrangement.

Along with Zhu Chao, there were more than a dozen more low-key old guys, most of whom were probably teachers from Wenxing Academy or Guozijian.

Looking at the respectful appearance of all the talented people towards these old guys, one can imagine that none of these old guys is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Hong Xing saw the opportunity quickly, and dared not underestimate this group of learned scholars, and hurriedly ordered Zhu Chao and other old guys to take a rest on the second floor to a relatively secluded place where they could enjoy the layout. Candied fruit was also brought up. Of course, silver and red apricots were not dared to ask for it.

Chen Sifan didn't dare to pretend anymore, and he wouldn't really torture these guys.

He cupped his hands and came in front of Zhu Chao and other old fellows. He laughed and greeted, and looked very familiar. It was obvious at a glance that most of them were also good friends!

All the old guys are almost losing their teeth, so naturally they have no interest in well-behaved women?In addition to admiring the fresh style of the Wumei Pavilion, they set their sights on the arrangement of traveling alone for thousands of miles.

Zhu Chao looked at it for a long time, and then said to the old scholars with deep meaning: "Everyone has seen this arrangement, and I believe it has its own conclusion. We haven't been together for many years, and this time we are in a good mood. , why don't you all take a bet?"

"How to gamble?" The crowd asked with a smile. ,

Zhu Chao squinted his eyes and said: "Let's take Zeng Tong's breaking the game as a bet. I am willing to use my humble work 'The Picture of Green Mountains and Beautiful Water' as a bet. Who has the guts to take a gamble with me?"

A black-faced old man laughed loudly and said, "Old Zhu, I'm here to bet with you. I use my running script 'Baimoxiang' to bet with you. Zeng Tong can solve the problem, hehe...it's worth it." How about your painting?"

"Haha... you deserve it! You deserve it!"

The old guy also laughed and said: "I bet Zeng Tong with my jade, who would dare to gamble with me?"

The old men haven't had time to answer!

Then I heard a thunderous laughter: "Haha, you old men, I'm here to play with you..."