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The bookboy's exclamation caught Chu He's attention. He turned his head and looked towards the gate, just in time to see a handsome young man in white robes stepping into Yunyue Tower.

And behind him, a familiar figure came into view, Chu He looked intently, it was the little book boy who robbed him of the last room in the inn last night, and was finally taught a lesson by him!

"It seems that this is the famous disciple of Confucianism, Liu Rufeng's elder brother Liu Ruyun!" Chu He looked at the handsome young man in white robe and holding a folding fan, and couldn't help but confirm his identity in his heart.

"It's him? This guy actually came to this place?" The white young man next to him clearly recognized the identity of the comer.

"My lord, isn't he a closed disciple of a great Confucianist in the capital? How could he come to this kind of place?" The bookboy next to the young man Bai Jing's impression of Liu Ruyun instantly dropped a bit.

As we all know, as great Confucianists or heirs of great Confucianism, they seldom go to brothels and other romantic places to prove that they are clean and self-sufficient.

"The purpose of Liu Ruyun's coming to Jiangjun this time is the Youth Poetry Contest. The Yunyuelou Poetry Contest this time is a very good opportunity to become famous, and he will naturally not let it go." The young man Bai Jing felt that he had guessed what Liu Ruyun was thinking. .

It's just that the white and clean youth didn't know at all that Liu Ruyun's purpose of coming to Yunyue Tower this time was not to participate in any poetry competition at all, he just heard about Xue Feifei's name as a courtesan, and came here to satisfy his hunger.

"Huh? There are so many people here?" Liu Ruyun saw a lot of people as soon as he entered the door, and the noisy voice made him frown slightly.

"Young master, this is a brothel, there are already many people coming and going, and today is the day when Xue Feifei, a nobleman, holds a poetry competition. Many scholars have come to participate, so it is so lively." Whispered in Liu Ruyun's ear.

"Look, isn't that the legendary disciple of Confucianism, Mr. Liu Ruyun?" At this moment, the people in Yunyue Tower finally noticed this handsome young man in white, and recognized Liu Ruyun's identity.

"I heard that Mr. Liu has come to our Linjiang County, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to witness Zunrong with my own eyes. I didn't expect to meet him this time!"

"That's right, Mr. Liu is the closed disciple of Jiang He, the third-rank great Confucian king of the dynasty. When I saw him today, he really has an extraordinary bearing!"

"Ah? The closed disciple of the Great Confucianism? If such an existence will end up participating in this competition in person, wouldn't we have no chance?"

"Well, who said otherwise?"

Everyone looked at Liu Ruyun who walked in from the door and talked a lot.

"Master, I didn't expect that even in such a small place as Linjiang County, you would still be as famous as ever!" The little bookboy hurriedly flattered her.

Liu Ruyun nodded to the people around her, and walked through the passage with a smile on her face.

Hearing the comments from the people around and the compliments from his subordinates, Liu Ruyun felt a little proud.

So what about Mr. Bailong, who can induce the vision of Wen Dao? He is only famous in this small Linjiang County, but his own fame has already spread throughout the Daqian Dynasty!

"Hey, isn't this the legendary disciple of Confucianism, Mr. Liu! What kind of wind brought you here! You can come here, this shop is really full of splendor!" Before seeing him, he heard his voice first. As soon as the old bustard of Yunyue Tower heard that Liu Ruyun was coming, she hurriedly came out to greet her.

"Huh? Bustard? Our young master came to participate in this poetry competition this time in the midst of his busy schedule. You can't wrong our young master!"

Before Liu Ruyun could speak, the little book boy beside him had already greeted the old bustard, and spoke proudly.

"That's natural, Mr. Liu is here, and you can't wrong Mr. Liu! Xiaohong Xiaoqing, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and serve Mr. Liu!" The old bustard immediately turned back and shouted into Yunyue Tower road.

"Here, Mom!" Two voices came from Yunyue Tower immediately, and then two women with hot bodies and good faces came out, and they came to Liu Ruyun's two sides respectively, and hugged Liu Ruyun's arms.

"Hello Mr. Liu, I'm Xiaohong, please take care of me!"

Liu Ruyun, who hugged left and right, felt the softness from his arms, and his mood was much more relaxed.

"Haha, bustard, you should have guessed the purpose of my visit this time!" Liu Ruyun laughed.

"There's no need to guess, Mr. Liu, the purpose of the people who came this time is not all Xue Feifei, our number one in Yunyuelou!" The old bustard understood Liu Ruyun's meaning in an instant.

"Come, come, Mr. Liu, please, how can you wait here with such a distinguished status? I will arrange a box for you first, old lady!" The old bustard nodded and bowed and invited Liu Ruyun to the second floor.

In the corner of the hall of Yunyue Tower, Chu He had a panoramic view of everything.

"As expected of a disciple of great Confucianism, the literary spirit on his body is so strong!" Feeling the literary spirit of Liu Ruyun, Chu He was secretly surprised.

But Chu He wasn't too worried. Although Liu Ruyun's strength was good, her own strength was not weaker than him.

"My lord, Liu Ruyun is too conceited!" The bookboy next to the young Bai Jing looked displeased, Liu Ruyun's arrogance just now and the arrogance of the bookboy next to him made his impression of the two even worse.

The white and clean youth also frowned, the tone and behavior of Liu Ruyun's conversation with the old bustard just now were extremely smooth, as if he was familiar with such a process.

"It seems that this Liu Ruyun is not as good as the one in the rumors." Bai Jing couldn't help being disgusted in her heart, "Oh, I don't know where that Mr. Bailong is now?"

That's right, the white and clean youth is Li Zhuqing, the daughter of Li Yujiang, the prefect of Linjiang.

Li Zhuqing heard yesterday that Mr. Bai Long had induced the vision of Wen Dao, and today he was going to visit the hotel where Bai Long was staying, but he did not expect Mr. Bai Long to go out early in the morning.

On the way back, the master and servant met the Poetry Competition in Yunyue Tower, which aroused Li Zhuqing's interest, so they entered.

Chu He didn't care about Li Zhuqing's wild thoughts, and just sipped tea on the sidelines.

"Everyone!" A familiar shout made the originally noisy crowd in Yunyue Tower quiet down.

Everyone looked at the high platform in the center of the hall, it was the bustard who received Liu Ruyun before.

"Welcome everyone to the Poetry Contest held by Miss Xue Feifei this time. This Poetry Contest is a prize for the Youth Poetry Contest in Linjiang County! The winner will also be Miss Xue Feifei's guest of honor!" the old bustard said. A few or two sentences made the Confucian students in the entire Yunyue Tower enthusiastic.

"Now, let's invite our top card in Yunyue Tower—Miss Feifei!"

In a word, the atmosphere in the entire Yunyue Tower was immediately detonated.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

There was a sound, and a Miaoman figure slowly walked down the stairs, and the swaying figure attracted everyone's attention.

"This is Xue Feifei, a well-known gentleman in Linjiang County?"