The ability to suddenly impose martial law in the capital is not something an ordinary person can do.
Even for powerful people, it wouldn't be easy to do so. The fact that the Lei family went to such great lengths for a poetry gathering couldn't possibly be solely for the sake of the gathering itself.
What will happen if I refuse?
Tang Huan couldn't help but think that these people were deliberately targeting him again, but he couldn't figure out what they planned to do.
"Are they trying to embarrass me at the poetry gathering?"
It seems to be the only possibility.
"I've got the letter, but I can't guarantee I'll attend. You can get out now!"
Tang Huan saw the guest off in a vulgar manner.
Jia Yu couldn't say much about it, fearing that if he spoke another word, Tang Huan would become angry and attack him again.
After all, Li Daikui had appeared at some point and was watching him intently from the side.
Not daring to linger, Jia Yu nodded quickly and then left promptly.
Tang Huan opened the envelope and confirmed that things were as Jia Yu had said, which gave her quite a headache.
"To go or not to go, that is the question!"
After the empress invited him to the palace, he never heard from her again. He didn't know what she was waiting for or what she was planning to do.
Am I just supposed to stay in the capital and wait like this?
He came out under the pretext of being sick, but if he stayed there for too long, the people of Qihuai County would spontaneously go to visit him.
If it drags on for ten days or half a month, Xue'e definitely won't be able to stop it.
"We can't leave, and we have nothing to do if we stay. Why don't we go take a look?" Tang Huan asked Qin Yu.
Qin Yu thought for a moment and said, "This poetry gathering must have been orchestrated by the Lei family. I don't know what they're planning, so my advice is not to participate."
"It's better to avoid trouble than to cause trouble," that's true.
Tang Huan casually threw the letter away, acting as if nothing had happened.
If he's woken up from his lunch break, there's no way he can go back to sleep.
Tang Huan felt a little depressed, so he simply took the two of them out of the mansion and prepared to wander around.
"A poetry gathering?"
Wang Tianze looked at Wang Jingze and asked to confirm, "Are you sure?"
Wang Jingze nodded and said, "It's absolutely true. Lei Yan has already told me about this. Some of the talented people who are on good terms with me have received invitations. Jia Yu, who has been working for Lei Yan, went to Lord Tang's residence at noon today, so he must have invited Lord Tang as well."
Upon hearing this, Wang Tianze couldn't help but burst into laughter. "The Lei family is a bit restless. I wonder if it's Lei Yan's own idea, or if Lei Ding is trying to test something."
"Father, should I go?"
Wang Jingze would occasionally organize small poetry gatherings to make friends through poetry and befriend talented men and women in the capital.
However, his relationship with Lei Yan was bad, even appalling, and he didn't think much of it.
"Go, why wouldn't you go!"
Wang Tianze insisted.
"It's a rare opportunity to witness Lord Tang composing poetry at a poetry gathering. If it weren't for my status, I would have liked to go and see it for myself."
After saying that, Wang Tianze seemed to have thought of something, and he muttered to himself.
Wang Jingze curiously pricked up his ears and listened carefully before realizing that his father was muttering something.
That was a poem.
"I left home young and returned old, my accent unchanged but my hair gray. The children I meet don't recognize me, laughing and asking, 'Where do you come from, stranger?'"
Wang Jingze stood there, stunned, as if a bolt from the blue had struck his mind.
He stared blankly at Wang Tianze, "Father, when did you write this poem?"
"Although your father also likes poetry, I don't consider myself to have such talent. This poem was written by Lord Tang. Some time ago, I took Gao Yi to Qihuai County to see him. When Lord Tang learned that Gao Yi was a former resident of Qihuai County, he wrote this poem..."
After learning the whole story, Wang Jingze was able to understand the poem's meaning even more, and was immediately amazed.
He said with delight, "If this poem is indeed written by Lord Tang, then I must attend this poetry gathering!"
Then Wang Jingze thought of something and became somewhat troubled.
"What's wrong?"
When asked by his father, Wang Jingze said regretfully, "It seems that Lord Tang declined the invitation to the poetry gathering. I heard that Jia Yu looked very unhappy when he left."
Wang Tianze felt regretful about this, but he was not surprised at all.
“The Lei family just had a falling out with Tang Huan, and now they’re inviting him to a poetry gathering. Anyone can see the problem. It’s understandable that Tang Huan wouldn’t attend.”
Wang Jingze said excitedly, "But then we won't be able to see the master compose poetry. He has such great talent, how can he not compose poetry?"
"Poetry is not something that can be written casually. I left home young and returned home in my old age. It has been less than half a month since I wrote a poem. How can I write a new poem so quickly?"
This explanation is reasonable, but Wang Jingze does not accept it.
He said, "No, I must persuade Lord Tang to participate!"
After saying that, he left without looking back, ignoring what Wang Tianze said.
Wang Tianze shook his head helplessly. His son's love of poetry was not a bad thing; compared to those纨绔 (playboys) in the capital, it was a great advantage.
After leaving the mansion, Wang Jingze went to a house near Chunfeng Tower, but unfortunately Tang Huan was not there.
He inquired and asked around the city, and finally found Tang Huan and his two companions listening to music in the brothel at dusk.
On the second floor, Wang Jingze happened to hear a beautiful pipa melody as he went upstairs, and then he saw Li Daikui clapping enthusiastically.
Tang Huan looked at the woman in front of him with equal seriousness, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Seeing that Tang Huan could elicit such an expression, Wang Jingze immediately became curious about who had such ability. But when he turned his head, he found that two women in the brothel were sitting obediently to one side.
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