Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Chapter 40 The Virtuous Prince

Yang Zhongyi cleverly caught Li Haihua's emotions and quickly echoed: "Master Li has an insight into everything! That Lin Xiaofeng is indeed an ill-educated person. He must have forcefully dragged those two people into this grand gathering."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Haihua's mouth, and the arrogance between his brows became more intense: "Okay, please step aside for now. I will go and give this ignorant boy some color."

A trace of worry flashed across Yang Zhongyi's face. He knew it was not appropriate to say anything, so he could only bow and remind: "Young master, you must act with caution!"

However, Li Haihua did not appreciate this. Instead, he shouted coldly and decisively: "Get out!"

This ear-shattering "roll" sounded like thunder cracking the sky, resounding throughout the entire boat, heralding an upcoming duel with undercurrents and ready to go.

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Li Dexian holds his head across his arms and rests his chin on his palms. His face is like a vivid relief, engraved with endless emotions of boredom and anxiety.

His deep and powerful voice echoed in the empty hall, as if it was an indictment of the lonely time: "Old Lin, when will this so-called finale show up? Look around, it's like a dry well. , can’t find any fun at all!”

Lin Xiaofeng sat leisurely aside, with a playful smile in the corner of his eyes, and glanced sideways at Li Dexian unhurriedly, with a calm and confident tone: "Don't be impatient, the show has just unveiled its mysterious veil! Hey , look over there, isn’t this the food being served!”

Just when the three of them were anxious, a group of graceful girls seemed to fall from the sky and shuttled lightly between the halls. Their figures were like fairies dancing under the moon, and every step seemed to be stepping on the strings of a piano, flowing out Harmonious and sweet melody.

The girls were wearing gauze clothes as thin as cicada wings, which swayed gently in the breeze, revealing an otherworldly charm. What is even more amazing is that each girl has a pair of unique clothes that can overwhelm all living beings. Beauty look.

When Li Dexian saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, and his neck subconsciously stretched forward a little. His eyes were firmly locked on this group of fairy-like figures. Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing when he saw this, grabbed his sleeve, and said jokingly: "You guys, you shouldn't be so rude, right?"

Li Dexian smiled with a slight embarrassment on his face: "Ahem, I just want to see these delicacies that have been praised for a long time with my own eyes."

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his surprise was palpable: "Huh? It's rare to see the prince's eye not being captured by a beautiful woman, but instead paying attention to the things on the table. This is really rare!"

Lin Xiaofeng then asked: "Tell me, those graceful and heavenly-looking maids can't satisfy your visual enjoyment? Just pick one and put it in our Yangqu County, and if you keep it, it will immediately occupy the top position of the oiran!"

Hearing this, Li Dexian's Adam's apple rolled, and he gently licked his chapped lips with the tip of his tongue, and said solemnly: "Oh, you don't know something. I am so hungry now, and the internal organs in my stomach are starting to make noises! No matter how beautiful a woman is, , if it can’t fill the hungry stomach, what does it matter?”

Lin Xiaofeng was stunned when he heard this, and three huge question marks flashed through his head: "???"

Then, Lin Xiaofeng put away his joking expression and asked seriously: "Speaking of which, I remember that you have already married and established a business, right?"

Li Dexian nodded and admitted: "Yes, you are indeed married. Is there any problem?"

Lin Xiaofeng's doubts deepened: "Then it stands to reason that you shouldn't have the least interest in women, right?"

Li Dexian turned his face, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "I can't say that I'm not interested at all, but compared to women in real life, I admire those peerless beauties hidden in books more. I always feel that although women in real life are beautiful, But it always carries a bit of human smoke and smoke, which makes it difficult to touch the strings deep in my heart."

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he immediately understood at least seventy-eight points, and the fog in his heart dissipated in an instant: "So that's it, you are a two-dimensional person!"

Li Dexian was confused about a certain word mentioned by Lin Xiaofeng: "Two-spined ape? What does this mean?"

Lin Xiaofeng rolled his eyes, smiled slyly, and explained cleverly: "You are so beautiful that women in real life cannot meet your needs. You need those in the book who are extremely beautiful, talented, and capable of both civil and military affairs." Someone who can only be matched by the perfect incarnation.”

After listening to this, Li Dexian's eyes glowed with new light, a proud smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and his fingers gently rubbed his slightly rough cheeks: "According to what you said, I must be a 'two-thorned ape'!"

At this moment, Xie Hongxin, who had been silently standing aside, quietly approached and inquired in a low voice: "Master, do you think it is possible that I can also be regarded as a 'two-thorned ape'?"

Li Dexian laughed heartily, patted Xie Hongxin's strong and broad shoulders, and replied: "You, you are an old iron! An iron brother!"

After hearing this, Xie Hongxin felt relieved and full of honor. Although he was not included in the ranks of the "Two-thorned Ape", he was praised as an "old iron", which also made him feel proud.

As the dazzling array of delicacies and delicacies were reflected in the carved and painted hall one after another, like a moving feast scroll, Li Haihua, like a swan goose ready to go, skillfully shuttled among the crowd, and arrived at the center of the main hall gracefully. The four seats were full.

He clasped his hands in fists, and his movements were filled with the unique enthusiasm of the master. His brows were engraved with pride and ambition, and his high-pitched voice echoed in the hall:

"To all you fellows in the world of literature and art, I would like to thank you for taking the time to visit me despite your busy schedule. I cannot express my gratitude enough!"

"Today's gathering of heroes is not only for a verbal poetry debate, but also to share the delicious food in this world of fireworks, as well as the taste and elegance of the interlaced cups."

"Have you ever noticed that in addition to the fierce poetry debate and the swordsmanship and qinxin, there are also many beauties from Baihua Tower accompanying them, and their graceful figures add a bit of charm."

When Li Haihua said this, there was a series of applause from the audience. He waved his hand and continued: "Wait a minute, there is one more icing on the cake that has not yet been announced!"

"Anyone who can stand out in this poetry debate competition and finally strive for the top will be lucky enough to win the high honor of spending the night with Miss Lu Xuanxin, the peerless oiran of Baihua House!"

Li Haihua's words were passionate, and his words were as clear and powerful as hammering a copper bell. As soon as his words came out, they immediately caused thousands of ripples in the hall, and a wave of blood and excitement instantly swept through the hearts of every literati present. He pointed his arm at the broad and solemn display wall behind him, and said more and more highly:

"You don't need to be reserved, drink as much as you want, and talk about the world. If there is a moment of poetic inspiration, you can write and hang the poems on the wall immediately, waiting for Miss Lu Xuanxin to taste and decide in person."

As soon as the words fell, it was like the sound of fairy music lingering in the air, and the aroma filled the air on the second floor. A graceful lady quietly walked out accompanied by two maids in plain clothes. Behind her, a seven-string Yaoqin full of ancient charm was silently waiting for her slender fingers to caress.

This beautiful woman is half-covered in tulle, with a pair of smart phoenix eyes looking around. Her eyes are clear and bright, and her temperament is otherworldly. She is like a fairy descending from the mortal world.

A burst of exclamation and discussion suddenly broke out in the crowd: "That is undoubtedly Miss Lu herself!"

However, in this lively atmosphere, Lin Xiaofeng looked calm and turned a blind eye to the various eye-catching methods commonly used in brothels, as if he had penetrated this smoky worldly game.

He glanced at Lu Xuanxin on the stage, who was wearing heavy Chinese clothes and under a veil, and sneered inwardly, viewing such solicitation as a futile gimmick, like opening an unknown blind box. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Lin Xiaofeng did not miss the scenery on the stage, but only focused on the dazzling array of food on the table in front of him, with chopsticks flying in his hands as he devoured the food; while Xie Hongxin kept his head down while eating, his eyes never leaving the dishes for a moment.

At the same time, Li Dexian's emotional state was completely different from that of Lin and Xie. His eyes were burning with burning curiosity and expectation, and he excitedly slapped Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder, with an uncontrollable tremor in his voice: "Old Lin, Look! That stunning beauty wearing a mysterious veil!"

Lin Xiaofeng kept chewing in his mouth and responded doubtfully: "Oh? I remember you said before that you have no special preference for women in real life?"

Li Dexian smiled slyly and explained: "Hey, just because you can't see the real face, it makes it even more mysterious! Old Lin, aren't you curious?"

A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xiaofeng's mouth, and he said sarcastically: "Tsk, you are so young and energetic, but you have so little experience! What is mystery? I have seen more beauties on occasions like 'Victoria's Secret'? I have seen everything. Okay? This kind of scene is not worth mentioning to me!"

"Victor...Victoria's Secret? Where is that place?" Li Dexian looked confused.

"I'll tell you more about it another day. I'm very hungry right now, so filling my stomach is the main thing." Lin Xiaofeng said, taking another dish with chopsticks into his mouth.

At this moment, Lu Xuanxin gently raised Hao Bai's wrist and touched the strings with his jade fingers. At that moment, it was like a clear spring in the mountain stream breaking through the ice. The sound of the piano sounded leisurely. At first, it was like dripping water from a spring, and gradually it moved like clouds and flowing water, and the notes were like pearls falling on the plate. So pleasant to the ear.

Young men from all walks of life on the boat took their breath to listen. The originally bustling environment suddenly returned to tranquility. Everyone was immersed in the wonderful music that sounded like it was coming from the sky. Their hearts rose and fell with the music, their souls were haunted, and they were completely forgetful.

Even Li Dexian was deeply attracted by the sound of the piano. He raised his head and looked at the graceful figure on the second floor with bright eyes. When he turned around and looked around, he found that Lin Xiaofeng and Xie Hongxin were still engrossed in eating, and he couldn't help but be extremely shocked.

Li Dexian lowered his voice and asked in a low voice with a hint of embarrassment: "Old Lin, the sound of the piano is so exciting, how can you remain indifferent?"

Lin Xiaofeng paused slightly and asked inarticulately, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"I'm talking about the sound of the piano. How beautiful the sound is!" Li Dexian burst into laughter, feeling incredible at Lao Lin's indifference.

Lin Xiaofeng put down his chopsticks, wiped his shiny lips, and replied carelessly: "What's the fun in this? I usually listen to modern music with a fast rhythm. This kind of guqin solo seems like a lullaby to me."

When it comes to the topic of music, Lin Xiaofeng obviously lacks empathy. His musical accomplishment is relatively average, and his daily hobbies are limited to the lively gongs and drums in the countryside. It is really difficult to sympathize with this kind of guqin solo.

He believes that compared to this gentle and deep classical tune, the popular songs from the previous life can stir up his emotional nerves more.

After the song was played, the hall returned to its previous lively scene. Many guests were still not satisfied and asked Lu Xuanxin to play another song.

Lu Xuanxin nodded lightly, his two beautiful eyebrows curved into a crescent moon, and his sweet voice was like the warm sun blowing on the snow: "Thanks to everyone's love, Xuanxin will copy the poems you left on the wall one by one and keep them carefully in the boudoir. Read article."

As she spoke, she glanced at the three guests who were focused on eating and drinking, intentionally or unintentionally, and then walked slowly into the depths of the boudoir with lotus steps, leaving a sigh of praise and regret from the men behind her.

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The space downstairs once again indulged in the fiery carnival of the wine pool and the meat forest. The maids who were busy walking around just now instantly changed into more enchanting and sultry outfits. Their clothes were looming, and they became more and more charming and bold as they walked in. Every step seemed to be stepping on Above the spring water, it attracted the attention of the heroes in the audience.

Once a man is taken away by their charm, he will throw out a few pieces of silver and immediately attract the beautiful woman into his arms. Her skin is as gentle as jade and her ears are full of graceful singing that is like the cry of an oriole or the whisper of a swallow. and the exciting melodies of high-spirited poetry intertwined together to compose a glorious picture of the world.

Just as the hustle and bustle was boiling, in a corner of the banquet, Lin Xiaofeng, with his close friend Xie Hongxin beside him, was immersed in a gluttonous feast. He seemed to be alone and completely immersed in the world of delicious food. Therefore, this area seemed to have formed a wonderful pure land. No one dared to step into the heavily fragrant brothel women, leaving only a rare quiet corner.

Li Dexian was sitting quietly next to Lin Xiaofeng, looking around at the guests and friends who were accompanying each other with their beauties. However, there were only two broad-shouldered and round-waisted attendants on both sides of him. He couldn't help but reveal a hint of embarrassment and loneliness. His body swayed from side to side, and his figure became more and more obvious. lonely.

Lin Xiaofeng removed the remaining food between his teeth with satisfaction, and with the aftertaste in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Old Li, I remember you mentioned before that you wanted to compose poetry impromptu, right? Now I will ask the maid to prepare pen and ink, and we will Let’s create live here, have some fun, and then leave early, put aside the ‘Born Martial Emperor’ game, and find other fun another day.”

When Li Dexian heard this, a hint of embarrassment crept up on his cheeks, and he nodded slightly awkwardly. Lin Xiaofeng saw this and snickered secretly, thinking that this guy who was usually so arrogant in the palace turned out to be so reserved when he was in a crowd.

Soon, the pen and ink were placed. Li Dexian held the brush tightly, with a solemn expression as if he was about to face a battle. However, after thinking hard for a while and burning incense, only three words flowed from the tip of the pen. Facing Lin Xiaofeng's teasing eyes, Li Dexian gave up writing angrily, his face flushed: "That's it, I have no poetry today, so I won't force it anymore!"

With a long sigh, Li Dexian stood up and quickly left the table to go out for some fresh air. As soon as he disappeared from the cabin, a young talent followed closely behind him. This person was Li Haihua, the son of Li Mansion, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance. He came to Lin Xiaofeng, saluted respectfully, and introduced himself: "I, Li Haihua, am the Minister of the Ministry of Finance." Mr. Li, the Minister of Finance, pays homage to Mr. Lin!"

Lin Xiaofeng was about to call Li Dexian back, but was suddenly interrupted by Li Haihua. He raised his eyes to carefully examine the new visitor in front of him. I saw Li Haihua's mouth was smiling, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his alert eyes were shining under a pair of long and narrow eyebrows. It was indeed Li Haihua who was well-known in the capital, and he was acting very humble at this moment.

"I wonder what Mr. Li is doing here this time?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.

Li Haihua glanced sideways at Xie Hongxin, who was still enjoying his meal. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he immediately suggested with a spring breeze: "Master Lin's presence here will undoubtedly add endless brilliance to this painting boat. You are young and promising, and you can actually take on the responsibility in the East Palace. This important position is truly the envy of students all over the world. I wonder if you would be willing to go on stage and share your experience with everyone?"

Before Lin Xiaofeng could agree, Li Haihua announced loudly: "Comrades, listen to me! This is the highly respected Taifu today, the founding baron of Yangqu County, Lord Lin Xiaofeng!"

"It is indeed our honor for Mr. Lin to come to this poetry meeting today. Next, Mr. Lin would like to exchange a few words with you. Please keep quiet and listen."

As Li Haihua's words fell, the entire cabin fell silent for an instant, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Xiaofeng like a spotlight. The crowd began to whisper, containing contempt and dissatisfaction towards Lin Xiaofeng.

"Oh, it turns out that this is the legendary Lin Xiaofeng. I heard that no one can match his thick skin, and he even led the prince into mischief in the palace!"

"Brother Chen, I have also heard that this is a typical sycophant. Now he is here with us. It is really embarrassing." "This kind of villain who relies on flattery to climb to high positions, I am afraid that even the emperor will be impressed by his appearance. Deceived by kung fu.”

Xie Hongxin sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere and immediately became alert. He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and quietly moved his hand close to the sword at his waist. However, Lin Xiaofeng was concerned that Li Dexian was nearby and did not want to provoke a dispute at this moment, so he pressed the button quietly. He held Xie Hongxin's wrist, shook his head slightly to indicate that there was no need to be nervous, and then calmly walked to the center of the cabin.

"Since you are all interested in this, let me share my experience." Lin Xiaofeng calmly faced the disdainful looks from around him and said loudly, "I am equally honored to be able to attend this grand event with all the talented people and beauties today. On this beautiful night, I would like to provide a special reward to add some fun to the dinner.”

"I have a deep friendship with His Highness the Crown Prince, and I am well aware of the Crown Prince's obsession with the art of poetry. Since the winner of tonight's poetry competition can be accompanied by a beautiful woman, I have gone a step further and promised to personally recommend the winner to the Crown Prince so that he can have the opportunity. Showing your talents in front of the prince, you can immerse yourself in a romantic life of poetry and wine, and also find a platform to realize your ideals. Isn't it a double blessing?"

As soon as Lin Xiaofeng finished speaking, the atmosphere at the banquet suddenly rose, and the eyes of everyone looking at Lin Xiaofeng changed from indifferent to fiery. For them, being able to get close to the prince and show off their talents was undoubtedly more attractive than winning the favor of an oiran. Many people began to think in their minds that not only could they embrace the beauty, but they could also get to know the prince. This would undoubtedly be a great opportunity to make a career.

"Even a seemingly ordinary person like Lin Xiaofeng can make a difference in the court, so why shouldn't I?" Such thoughts spontaneously emerged in the hearts of many people, and they were gearing up and preparing to go all out in the upcoming poetry competition.

Li Haihua's eyes were like ripples in a deep lake, with a moment of confusion and astonishment flashing across his face. Those eyes were like magnets firmly attached to Lin Xiaofeng's figure, and there was a surging wave of surprise in his heart that was difficult to describe in words. .

The young man who seemed dull and ignorant actually resolved a tense conflict with just a few words. This gave Li Haihua a new understanding of Lin Xiaofeng, and he couldn't help but reflect secretly in his heart, whether he had known Lin Xiaofeng before. He was too cautious in his judgment and even underestimated him.

Lin Xiaofeng turned around leisurely and returned to his original position calmly, while Li Haihua quickly put on a smile on his face and followed closely behind him, intending to take this opportunity to break the embarrassing situation. However, Lin Xiaofeng seemed to have already understood everything. He suddenly grabbed Li Haihua's shoulders and spoke in a steady and powerful voice, like the collision of gold and stone: "Boy, if you want to save face for Yang Zhongyi, just come to me. I don't have time to fight with you today, haha , remember clearly, I am Xie Hongxin!"

The voice still trembled in the air, but Xie Hongxin suddenly fell into silence. Then, he quickly opened his clothes and revealed an array of flying knives that flashed with cold light. This situation was like a thunderbolt from the blue, so frightened that Li Haihua's face turned as white as a sheet of paper, a huge sweat soaked his clothes instantly, and the hairs all over his body stood up, as if Lin Xiaofeng was about to make a thunderous strike and kill someone in the next second.

Li Haihua tried his best to calm down and forced an apologetic smile on his face, but he could not move his eyes away from the cold and sharp flying knife in Xie Hongxin's hand. His heart was full of fear and anxiety, for fear of the fatal knife. The light will pierce the air in the next moment.

Lin Xiaofeng suddenly let out a burst of deep laughter, and patted Li Haihua's slightly pale cheek with his big, powerful hand: "If you dare to provoke me again, you will not be able to reap the rewards. Don't think that I am joking with you." Son!" Li Haihua fell into deeper confusion and fear after being slapped. He could only respond, bowing his head and looking even more humble.

When Lin Xiaofeng took back his hand, Li Haihua was like a frightened little quail, running away without hesitation, looking extremely embarrassed.

Lin Xiaofeng calmly stared at Li Haihua's hastily retreating figure, with a faint contemptuous smile on his lips, and secretly laughed in his heart: These powerful children in the capital are nothing more than a group of delicate flowers living in a greenhouse. When the wind blows, the grass trembles.

"Okay, put away those bluffing things and find out which nook and corner Li Dexian is hiding in!" Lin Xiaofeng shouted to Xie Hongxin.

All this was seen by Wu Xianyi, who was sitting quietly in the corner not far away. With an imperceptible smile on his lips, he exchanged a meaningful look with his companions, then stood up and followed Li Haihua as he hurriedly fled. After a few steps, he disappeared into the crowd.

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Deep in the cabin, the flow of people surged, and the atmosphere was overflowing with heat, almost as tight as melting steel. It was like a boiling oil refining cauldron. The passengers inside were all enthusiastic and immersed in the heated debate of poems and songs. middle.

At this moment, in a corner of this noisy world, Lin Xiaofeng stood up from his seat quietly. His behavior did not cause any waves, but revealed a calm and unhurried power.

Every step he stepped on the ground seemed steady and solid, as if he were stepping on a stone to leave a mark. He walked straight towards the cabin door. His figure instantly disappeared into the darkness behind the door, like a flash of lightning piercing the night, reaching the edge of the ship's side in an instant.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, it was like a scroll unrolling, and a vivid picture of life unfolded before his eyes: Li Dexian was having a fierce verbal confrontation with a boy. Their faces were flushed with emotion, as if they were ripe. The persimmons are generally full of anger.

Lin Xiaofeng saw it but kept his expression, a meaningful smile slightly curved on his lips. He walked closer quickly and interjected with interest: "What's going on? Why are you still moving your hands?" Already?"

The young boy raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Lin Xiaofeng's luxurious clothes. He immediately put a flattering look on his face, bowed deeply, and said with fear: "Master, is this person in front of you your personal bodyguard? I was young just now. He just planned to pour the remaining meals into the river, but he insisted on blocking it, so a conflict broke out. I implore you to understand the situation clearly and make a fair decision."

Lin Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and his eyes turned to focus on Li Dexian, with sparks of inquiry and questions hidden in his eyes.

Feeling Lin Xiaofeng's scrutinizing eyes, Li Dexian showed displeasure and complained to Lin Xiaofeng with grievance: "Brother Lin, you may not know that this boy couldn't wait to pour the whole meal into the river before it was even half cold. I tried to persuade him but he was met with resistance. Look, there are many beggars on the other side looking forward to alms. Such a waste of food is really intolerable!"

After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with approval and admiration, and then he took action decisively. There was a clear and loud "pop" sound, and a slap fell on the young man's cheek like a thunder: "You wantonly waste food. This is an immoral act! How dare you abandon it so casually?!"

This slap caught the boy off guard, and he was dumbfounded. A few innocent tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, and his body trembled as he defended himself: "Master, I am really unjust! Those are just leftovers, and no one cares about them. We usually That’s how it’s handled!”

Lin Xiaofeng did not get angry because of this. Instead, he took out a delicate small silver lock from his waist and handed it to the boy solemnly. His tone was unquestionable: "No need to explain any more. From now on, all leftovers will be taken out." The leftovers must be kept properly and I will handle them personally when the ship docks, with the exception of soup."

The young man took the silver, his expression turned from gloomy to clear, and he nodded and bowed: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely do as you are told!"

However, when he turned to leave, the boy's face turned gloomy again, and he complained in his mouth: "Huh, what a poor and particular master, putting on a high airs!"

Li Dexian's sharp ears keenly caught the boy's whispers, and he quickly complained to Lin Xiaofeng: "Brother Lin, he is slandering you behind your back!"

When the boy heard the sound, he was so frightened that he ran away like a frightened field mouse.

In response, Lin Xiaofeng showed a kind of detached openness and just waved his hand gently: "Let him go, a few sour words won't hurt your bones. But why are you so worried about the leftover issue today? "

Li Dexian looked at the back of the boy leaving in a hurry and told the whole story with indignation: "I saw some people were so hungry that they couldn't even eat sour porridge, but here there were people who regarded delicacies as if they were worn shoes and threw them into the river easily. , How can there be such heartbreaking injustice in this world? Thinking of the scenes I witnessed in the homes of ordinary people, who could only eat rotten food, my heart felt as painful as a knife!"

Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath of the cold night air and patted Li Dexian's solid shoulder with mixed emotions: "This is what people often say, 'The wine and meat in Zhumen smells bad, and there are frozen bones on the road.' Time can change, we can only take it step by step and gradually seek ways to improve it.”

"After we get off the ship, I will accompany you to give these leftovers to those in urgent need."

"The wind outside the cabin is biting, let's go to the cabin to warm up." Lin Xiaofeng said as he led Li Dexian back into the cabin.

Although Li Dexian was unwilling, he still followed Lin Xiaofeng's steps into the cabin. Lin Xiaofeng looked at him sideways and joked: "Oh, is it possible that you are still feeling aggrieved in your heart?"

Li Dexian was full of dissatisfaction and said bluntly: "Yes, I really want to find someone to educate me now!"

Lin Xiaofeng laughed and responded wisely: "What a coincidence, I happen to have the same intention. Why don't we go back and beat Albert Ou!"

"Okay!" Li Dexian responded decisively.

The hall was bustling with people, as lively as a busy city.

People of all kinds shuttle through it, and the woven crowds carry a strong cultural atmosphere, forming a vivid picture of the world. The display walls are towering, and the poems on the walls are blooming like spring flowers. New chapters and lines are emerging one after another, changing rapidly, as if they are a lively dance of words.

The ladies downstairs were even more busy. They held pens and ink in their hands, eagerly copying every poem that had just been published, and then shuttled between the bustling halls, carefully bringing these poems to Miss Lu Xuanxin's hidden room. Lu's boudoir.

In the quiet and deep boudoir, Lu Xuanxin selected each work with his unique insight and made sharp and unique comments.

After she screened these poems, they were carefully divided into upper, middle and lower grades, and then the ladies sent them back one by one to their original places for display. The whole process is like a flowing literary epic and a grand carnival where talented people and beautiful women show off their talents.

In this noisy and boiling sea of ​​people, Li Haihua sat as steady as a rock sculpture, his face as pale as a blank rice paper without any color. The noisy people around him were like rolling waves, but they could never touch his independent spirit. Quiet territory.

The surrounding crowds swarmed around like bees chasing flowers, chatting enthusiastically, trying to break the extraordinary silence, but Li Haihua could only barely move the corners of his mouth and respond to their enthusiasm in an almost silent manner.

His eyes wandered from time to time, but repeatedly returned to a state where he had not yet completely freed himself from the previous shock. He was like a deer that accidentally broke into a bustling city, confused and helpless, fearfully and uneasily among the crowds. Find a way out.

At this moment, Wu Xianyi was like a hunter who saw everything, stopping quietly at the edge of the crowd, patiently waiting for the most appropriate opportunity to intervene. Until everything around him calmed down, he took a leisurely step, bent his body slightly, and quietly approached Li Haihua, until he whispered in his ear: "Master Li, can you take a step to speak?"

When Li Haihua heard the sound, he turned his head slowly like an activated puppet, his empty eyes passing over Wu Xianyi without focus, and then he sank into a deep abyss of thought. Wu Xianyi observed carefully, lowered his volume again, and called out in an almost whispering tone: "Lin Xiaofeng."

These three words were like a sharp sword light, instantly piercing the foggy barrier in Li Haihua's heart. He suddenly woke up as if from a dream, his eyes were locked on Wu Xianyi, and he asked with confusion: "Who are you?"

Wu Xianyi showed a calm scholarly demeanor and responded: "Wu Xianyi, I wonder if Young Master Li is interested in finding a quiet place to discuss some important matters together?"

After hearing this, a look of excitement flashed across Li Haihua's face. Without hesitation, he said resolutely: "Okay, let's go now!"

The two walked through the crowd and found a quiet corner where no one would be disturbed. Wu Xianyi first bowed his hands, and his words showed humility and courtesy: "Xianyi is here to pay a visit, meet Mr. Li for the first time."

Li Haihua stared at the strange scholar in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a sword, and he was filled with doubts: "I don't know you. Who invited you to come here?"

Wu Xianyi responded with a smile and explained calmly: "Young master, don't worry too much. I just got the invitation to this poetry meeting by chance. The specific process of being invited is just an insignificant and trivial matter. The key is, just now I I was deeply indignant when I saw that Lin Xiaofeng had put some kind of invisible pressure on the young master, so I mustered up the courage to come and have an in-depth conversation with the young master."

Li Haihua's face flushed with shame, and he never thought that the white-faced scholar who had never met him would see all the things he had done.

"What are your intentions?" Li Haihua asked bluntly.

Wu Xianyi spoke frankly, with a sincere light shining in his eyes: "I have no other intentions, I am just intolerant of Lin Xiaofeng's arrogance and arrogance. Seeing that the young master is affected by it and has mood swings, I came here to send a warning to the young master."

"What warning?" Li Haihua asked, his eyes firm and decisive.

Wu Xianyi frowned, and his words showed concern: "Master, could it be that Lin Xiaofeng just used force to coerce you?"

Li Haihua recalled what he had just experienced, and the fear in his heart had not dissipated. He closed his eyes in pain: "That's it! They were brandishing swords with cold light in their hands. Lin Xiaofeng said wildly that if I offend him again, I will suffer a lot. !”

Wu Xianyi glanced sideways at Li Haihua, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes. Li Haihua, who was originally thought to be gentle and well-behaved, actually had such a cowardly nature hidden inside. He shook his head regretfully: "Sir, you are really too worried! How dare Lin Xiaofeng do anything inappropriate to you?"

"Now he is in the position of tutoring the prince in the East Palace, and you are a powerful official in the imperial court. Unless Lin Xiaofeng is extremely stupid, how can he easily use force against you? Once he takes action, the Holy Emperor will be furious and will not only depose him. Officials will be strictly investigated and punished, and they may even be thrown into prison! How can Lin Xiaofeng take on the heavy responsibility of educating the prince? "

"Furthermore, your Lord is still in the court. Even if Lin Xiaofeng has any evil intentions, he still has to consider the relationship between life and death, honor and disgrace."

"Therefore, I can conclude that Lin Xiaofeng will never dare to make any substantial infringement on you, Master!"

After hearing this, Li Haihua suddenly became enlightened, and his whole mental outlook instantly took on a new look. "Is this really the case? Everything Brother Wu said makes sense. I was indeed blinded by fear!"

Wu Xianyi pressed forward step by step: "So, why did the bad blood arise between Mr. Li and Lin Xiaofeng?"

Under Wu Xianyi's guidance, Li Haihua's affection for him doubled, and he said shamefully: "Actually, it's just some trivial things. Lin Xiaofeng once severely punished one of my servants, and I learned from my father that he was in the imperial court." He was very dissatisfied with his many actions, so he decided to test Lin Xiaofeng's background, but he ended up setting him up, which is really shameful."

"Young master, you are too self-effacing. Among us, a group of literati, how can we meet such vulgar people all the time." Wu Xianyi smiled gently, "A moment of panic is a human instinctive reaction."

Listening to Wu Xianyi's words, Li Haihua felt more and more that he was both close and reliable. He not only helped him unravel the knot that had been troubled for a long time, but also skillfully maintained his face.

Wu Xianyi further expressed his opinion: "It is actually not difficult to expose Lin Xiaofeng's flaws. Looking at his rudeness and low moral character, I am afraid that his current status is mainly due to flattery, and his literary accomplishment is probably not much higher."

"We can take this opportunity to let him recite a poem in public, which will definitely reveal his true colors!"

Li Haihua showed hesitation, and Wu Xianyi immediately took over: "I am willing to accompany the young master. Although the young master is at ease, Lin Xiaofeng will never dare to act rashly!"

(End of this chapter)