The person playing the zither in the center was not a member of the brothel, but Qin Yu.

Isn't that the maidservant by Lord Tang's side? How could she have such abilities?

Wang Jingze didn't disturb her and quietly walked to Tang Huan's side.

When the song ended, Tang Huan clapped her hands gently in appreciation.

"You two can leave now. Keep the pipa for now."

"yes."

As soon as the two women left, Qin Yu was about to put down his pipa and rest when Tang Huan said, "You continue. Since you can play the pipa and play it so well, don't let them play. It'll save you some money."

This stingy behavior immediately made Qin Yu puff out her cheeks, but given her status as a maid, she could only continue.

"Brother Wang, is there something you need?" Tang Huan noticed Wang Jingze.

"Lord Tang, you received an invitation to Lei Yan's poetry gathering?"

"Yes, but I've already declined."

really.

Wang Jingze asked with a smile, "What if I personally invite you to participate? Would you still refuse?"

"Oh? You want me to participate too?"

"To be honest, I have several scholar friends in the capital. One of them, after reading the novel by Qi Huai County, has made vernacular Chinese his life's ambition and is now sparing no effort in promoting it."

“I was thinking that if I could invite the gentleman to the poetry gathering and take this opportunity to introduce you to him, it would surely resolve a great regret in his heart.”

Worried that Tang Huan might not agree, Wang Jingze specifically described his friend's recent experiences.

It can be said that he had lost his appetite and even argued with several former friends until they were red in the face, seemingly on the verge of breaking off their friendship.

After learning about these things, Tang Huan said with some difficulty:

"I never knew there was such a thing. It seems I have no choice but to attend this poetry gathering!"