Zhao Rong could even imagine their wild laughter.

"Yes, I can tell. But..." He sighed softly, turned to Gu Yiwu and said seriously: "Excuse me, what is there to be proud of?"

Gu Yiwu shook his head, "That's true. His mind is a bit funny."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Then they all chose to ignore this ‘young man with kidney deficiency’.

Afraid of infection.

Seeing that they were ignoring him, the latter's expression changed and he gave Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu a few fierce glances, showing an arrogant expression as if they were not going to run away after school.

…

In the center of the hall on the first floor of Zuixian Building, on the stage that attracts everyone’s attention.

The pretty maid arranged the envelopes containing poems and registered names and divided them into two stacks, one thick and one thin.

The previous pianos had been put away, and a thick stack was placed on the left side of the stunning girl's empty piano stand, while a thin stack with only two envelopes was placed on the right side.

Luo Xiuxiu's face was covered with white gauze, she glanced at the audience, then lowered her head, and began to open the envelopes one by one with her soft hands and began to review them.

Everyone under the stage was wondering, but although most people had some expectations for the unknown on their faces, they actually already had the answer in their hearts.

The eyes of the guests fell on the two people in the audience from time to time.

One is a burly Confucian scholar with a calm expression.

One is a pale-faced man in pink clothes.

They are the owners of the two high-quality poems placed separately on the stage.

Young Master Shenxu looked provocatively at Gu Yiwu from time to time, but the latter did not even look at him. However, Young Master Shenxu became even more energetic, pointing at the followers, and laughing wildly from time to time with his hands on his hips.

All the guests, as long as they were not fools, could see the contradiction between the two parties, so they waited with interest for the excitement.

There are also many people with disgust in their eyes towards Master Shenxu and others.

"It's really noisy." Zhao Qian'er frowned.

Gu Yiwu and others also shook their heads slightly.

Only Zhao Rong was smiling and tapping his fingers on his thigh.

The next second, Zhao Rong turned his head in tacit understanding and looked at Gu Yiwu who also turned his head.

The latter pondered, "This Ziwei Pavilion is not considered a big sect in our Duyou City. The strongest monks probably haven't reached Jindan yet, and it doesn't even count as a middle-level force. However, here in Dali, it is considered a big sect."

It’s a big force.”

"Tell me carefully."

"Although the monks in Ziwei Pavilion are not very impressive, they are quite famous in Dali because they are good at astrology and divination."

It can be found that Gu Yiwu did find out a lot of things in Zuixian Tower these days.

"So there are a lot of Ziwei Pavilion monks in the Dali Qin Tianjian. The people of Lidi believe in ghosts and gods, worship ancestors, and are also superstitious about fuji divination. Not only the date of weddings and weddings, but also any strange phenomena that occur, they will

Divination of good and evil, even a divorced daughter looking for a husband will help her..."

Gu Yiwu smiled and shook his head, "I guess the Dugu family in Hanjing urgently asked us to preside over the Zen ceremony. There must be this reason. The common people in Lijiang do this and have superstitious beliefs about ghosts, gods and ancestors."

He continued: "The master of Ziwei Pavilion is named Chen Er. He is famous for his extremely accurate divination. He is an old immortal who is very famous in Dali Mountain. This Ziwei Pavilion is also famous. It is famous with him."

"Fuji divination? Incomparably accurate?" Zhao Qian'er wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and said crisply: "It's just a mystery."

Zhao Rong patted her little hand.

He raised his eyes to look at Gu Yiwu, who understood. He turned to look at the 'Kidney Deficiency Young Master' and nodded.

"Well, this guy is the son of Chen Er, the master of Ziwei Pavilion." The burly man said with a smile, "But, I am an old immortal with a lot of children, noble people and many things, so how can I care about such an unsatisfactory person?"

wine and rice bags.”

Zhao Rong smiled.

"It's okay, just ignore this clown."

Gu Yiwu nodded in agreement.

"I heard from other guests in Zuixian Tower that this Mr. Xu is just a dandy who has no one to take care of him. The Master of Ziwei Pavilion also sent him to this Xingzi Town from afar. Out of sight, out of mind. Ha.

, but today it is disgusting to us. If you dare to reach out to provoke him, I will chop off the thief's hand, and then talk to him about the principles of our Confucian scholars."

Zhao Rong raised his eyes and glanced at the stunning girl who was quietly reading poetry on the stage with a calm face, and then looked at the young man with kidney deficiency who was showing off his power off the stage. His two fingers were tapping on his thighs without saying a word.

Gu Yiwu next to him curled his lips and couldn't help but add: "Even the dandies in this small place cannot compare with the dandies in our big family in Duyou City..."

Zhao Rong glanced at him and didn't answer, but thought for a while.

"Are there any other powerful people in Ziwei Pavilion?"

"So, there is another woman."

Gu Yiwu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and spoke directly, seeming to be deeply impressed.
Chapter completed!