"Oh, isn't this Zhongyi Bo? It's true that he is a stick who only knows how to touch his feet. He even dares to beat His Highness for a woman. He really doesn't take His Majesty seriously."

Yang Fan turned his head and saw that he was talking about a young man wearing gorgeous clothes, handsome and handsome, and handsome.

He sat in another Geria seat next to him, and his deskmate also had a group of young people in brocade clothes.

Because the curtains were not pulled down, the elegant seats were visible to each other, and the louder voices could be heard clearly.

At some point, the Wangyue Tower was crowded with people. Seeing that he didn't know these people, Yang Fan ignored it and turned around and asked curiously: "Why are there so many people? Is there anything wrong?"

"Have you ever heard of Brother Yang? Every autumn and afternoon, there are talented scholars gather here to discuss poetry, songs and essays with each other." Li Ke looked surprised. He didn't expect that Yang Fan didn't even know this.

At this time, another voice came from behind: "Your Highness, how could anyone not know about the Qiuxi Poetry Festival? It is obvious that Bo Zhongyi has not found anyone to write for him, so he just wants to give up this."

Before Yang Fan could reply, a young man with a vulgar face in the Chinese costume laughed and said, "Zhongyi Bo is famous for Chang'an, and he uses fists. He thinks that fighting is his strength. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to recite poems and essays?"

This immediately caused the young people to laugh, and the young people in the Chinese clothing continued to joke: "Yes, I heard that I had asked someone to write the poem for me last time, and won the first place in Piaoxianglou. Finally, the Shishi girl invited me to exchange poetry, but Bo Zhongyi didn't dare to go. I think she was just a person who was not a little bit of ink."

These people say everything they say, and they are just provocative words.

Yang Fan was a little confused, as if he didn't know them, so why did they have any difficulties?

Li Ke's face darkened, and he looked very unhappy, and shouted, "Xu Dalang, Bo Zhongyi is my king's friend. Whether he has poetry talent cannot be judged by just one word. Besides, my king's brothers are not easy to talk to. Please be careful."

He invited Yang Fan today, but now he makes people laugh at him sarcastically. Of course, Li Ke was unhappy.

But Wangyue Tower held a Autumn Festival poetry meeting today. It is impossible for others to drive people away just by saying a few words. If this is true, these angry young people will not say that they bully others with their power!

However, he also reminded young people in China that Yang Fan is not a good person, that he is a guy who even the Duke dares to beat him up.

But the young man in the gorgeous clothes was not grateful. He raised his neck and looked arrogant, glanced at Yang Fan and said, "It's not that he doesn't give him a pride, but that the people who come to Wangyue Tower today are all literati who have read poetry and books and read all the classics. Now, for a woman, Zhongyi Bo offends His Highness King Jin and places His Majesty where His Majesty is? We are not ashamed to join him. Of course, with Zhongyi Bo's agile skills, if we want to punch, we, the group of people who are powerless to tie our hands, can't do anything."

His words were very artistic, meaning that we are scholars and were talking about truth. Yang Fan even beats King Jin, and you, Your Highness, don't care about your King of Wu, we have to care. I believe Your Majesty will not blame him.

Anyway, he was betting that Yang Fan would not dare to hit him. If Yang Fan took action, it would be equivalent to admitting that he was a thug. Then just fight. This is also the reason why he is fearless.

This also made Li Ke feel a little dilemma. Yang Fan taught Li Zhi a lesson just now, but he didn't say anything to stop him. Now this group of people is under the banner of standing up for his younger brother King Jin. If he... again, he will seem to be out of the world.

However, Li Zhi, the King of Jin, was a little embarrassed and even more unhappy at this time.

This Xu Zhang was really a bit hateful. With the slogan of standing up for himself, he deliberately found reasons to attack Yang Fan, attracting everyone's attention to him.

It seems that he is making a fuss for himself, but in fact he wants to show off. Such a person is really annoying and his heart is punishing.

Although Li Zhi was young, he was born in an imperial family and was influenced by all kinds of intrigues.

Although he is not old, he is much more mature than his peers, and he naturally considers more in-depth issues. Of course, he doesn't want to be someone else's shield.

In an instant, he pushed Xu Zhang into the ranks of bad people, and he hoped that this knives who everyone praised in Chang'an City could beat him hard before he could relieve his anger.

Of course, Wu Meiniang also secretly blamed these guys who like to find fault, but after all, she is a woman and it is hard to scold her.

The most disgusting thing is that the man in the gorgeous clothes actually fanned the flames. But she knew her husband's character. If she wanted to take action, she would not care about her reputation and dare not beat someone up.

When he saw a flash of the figure beside him, Wu Meiniang was startled, but when she saw Yang Fan standing up, she quickly reached out and grabbed Yang Fan's sleeve and said anxiously: "Young master, please hold back your anger for the time being. The autumn poetry meeting is about to be held here, so it is not advisable to do it."

Yang Fan gently patted Wu Meiniang's soft little hand, gave her a reassuring look, turned to Li Ke and asked, "Brother Li, who has not introduced Yang yet, who is this 'wenya' young man with a thick mouth with a sticky mouth?" After saying that, a cold light flashed in his eyes, a smile on his face, a slight narrowing of his eyes, and he looked up and down at the young man in gorgeous clothes.

He wasn't really afraid of disturbing this shitty poetry show, nor did he want to explore the background of this person first.

After all, I just said that the prince was beaten, but what consequences have you ever cared about?

Li Zhi just thought about his wife, but now someone is in trouble, which makes him really unhappy.

Li Zhi, who was taught a lesson, didn't even say anything. What the hell did you jump out and jump around? I just felt that this person was so annoying.

Just imagine, I was glad that my wife's fate changed, but someone who might be entangled with her immediately jumped out.

Just now, some irrelevant personnel pointed at each other again, and anyone would be angry and no one would be in a good mood.

At this time, young people in Chinese clothing came to find their presence. Didn’t they hit the gun? They were simply looking for death.

Only those who are familiar with Yang Fan will know that if he is furious, even if he hits someone, he will be fine after the fight. He will be finished with anger, just like Chai Lingwu.

But if you look at your opponent with such a smiling expression, you will be a grudge. If you don’t say it, you will never stop until you die, that is also a sign of extreme anger.

But in Xibeihuo's eyes, Yang Fan's expression was a real "rabbit" behavior.

After all, others are so sarcastic, but Yang Fan is still looking at others with a lust. Isn’t this just a fancy to other people’s handsome bodies?

Xibei's heart suddenly broke out. Yang Fan's eyes were so vulgar. She didn't know Yang Fan's personality, but she regarded it as a rabbit's behavior.

It was a secret pity in my heart that the touch of good feelings that Yang Fan had just given her an exquisite mirror was suddenly stifled into the newbies.

Xibei's beautiful eyes patrolled back and forth between Yang Fan and the young man in the gorgeous clothes, and suddenly there was goose bumps on his body.

Oh my god, she really can't imagine it!

Fortunately, Yang Fan didn't know what Xibeihuo was thinking, otherwise she would have to know whether she was a lion or a rabbit.

Li Ke was helpless and had to introduce him, "This is Xu Zhang, the eldest son of Mr. Xu Yan, the master of the book "His wife," said Li Ke.

The Book of Books is an official title, belonging to the Book of Books, and is a fourth-rank official. The Book of Books is the chief official of the court stele, congratulations, and judging the affairs of the court with the Zuolang.

But Yang Fan didn't know so much. After a moment of being stunned, he thought the bookmaker was a book writer.

After searching in my memory, there was no famous person in history called Xu Yan clan. Since he was not an acquaintance or a celebrity, it would be easier.

"It turns out to be Mr. Xu. I have long admired him for a long time. People say that scholars know etiquette and be cautious in their words and deeds. Although you are just the son of a scholar, you are also a scholar. Why do you bark in public like a dog and bite when you see someone?" Yang Fan said slowly.

Xibei Huo realized that he had misunderstood Yang Fan just now, and couldn't help but laugh and make a sound.

Li Ke held back his smile and was deeply impressed. This was simply a swearing without swearing.

While praising others as scholars, comparing others to biting people by dogs. Wouldn’t this be called Xu Zhang uneducated?

This is not just a scolding Xu Zhang, it is simply a scolding of all his ancestors for the eighteen generations. After all, saying that he is uneducated means that his elders died early or they are all ignorant people.

Li Zhi blinked his eyes and sighed inwardly that this newly recognized brother was very powerful.

Although Xu Zhang was not good at morality, he was a quick-minded person. When he saw everyone's expressions, he quickly reacted. This was a very shameful and humiliating person.

He really didn't expect that this was a stingy mallet that everyone praised in Chang'an City.

But this is related to the honor of his family. Xu Zhang certainly would not retreat. He immediately became furious and became angry and said, "Brother Zhongyi, you are too much. Do you know who my father is?"

"Is your father Li Gang?" Yang Fan replied with some teasing.

Of course Xu Zhang didn't know this joke, and he had no fun. His pretty face turned red with anger. He pointed at Yang Fan with a trembling finger and said, "You are really not a son. You dare to change your surname to someone. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Someone wants to duel with you."

Yang Fan laughed up to the sky: "Whoever gives you the courage to shout in front of me and say duel? Is it Liang Jingru? Come on, don't say that someone bullies the weak, you only need one hand!" After that, he hooked his fingers.

Of course, Xu Zhang didn't know who Liang Jingru was, but seeing that her thighs were only a circle thicker than the other's arms, she seemed to be not as confident as she was instantly afraid. Her pretty face turned red and white. It was a pity that she didn't learn Sichuan opera to change her face!

Seeing Xu Zhang’s failure to make a decision, the vulgar young man just now turned his eyes and said, “Compare fighting is something that is a rough man. Today is the Qiuxi Poetry Club. If you have the ability to compare poetry, lyrics, songs, and six arts of gentlemen.”

When Xu Zhang heard this, he looked arrogant. Yes, he can't compete in martial arts, but poetry, songs, and the six arts of gentlemen are his strengths.
Chapter completed!