Li Ke kept wiping the sweat on his face, Zhen Te Niang was not hot, but was frightened by Brother Chu Bi.

But look at the vigorous and ambitious Chu Bi brother who flicked his tongue to continue the waves.

Li Ke had to admit that Brother Chu Bi's idea was really bold, but it did have a strong effect, and it was really not difficult to implement.

Moreover, what Brother Chu Bi said is also very reasonable. This Luoyang Peony Festival is a rare event organized by merchants, sorrows, moks, and aristocratic families in the Central Plains.

If it can make this event stinky, bah... if it can sweep the literary world by the talents of Han and Tang firms.

It will surely make those merchants in the Central Plains region, as well as those aristocratic families, regret it.

Why did they fight against Han and Tang firms, against Cheng Sanlang, the king of demon moths?

Li Ke's expression looked extremely complicated, and he looked at Brother Chu Bi, who was full of confidence and pride, and was ready to do a big job in Luoyang, the eastern capital.

Forget it, I thought that if I could also make a name like General Cheng and the others, and stabilize my name as a rare talent in the royal family.

"Brother Chubi, we have so many talents in Han and Tang Firms, can you really get them all for everyone?"

"Of course it's impossible for everyone, and wholesalers didn't do it like this?" Cheng Chubi gave Li Ke an unhappy look.

"At most, there will be a representative for one family, and besides, you, me, and Brother Jun, others are waiting, hehe, I can only grab a note, um, at most six songs for them."

"Strive to turn this year's "Luoyang Peony Collection" into the "Luoyang Peony Han and Tang Commercial Bank Talent Collection"."

"After all, there are too many shareholders in our Hantang Commercial Bank. We can't all be talented people, and it's easy to doubt it."

"..." Li Ke's whole person is about to split, and your special mother is planning to occupy the entire collection of elegant books. Is there such a worry?

Li Ke inhaled with a toothache, really wanting to pick up his chopsticks and pry Brother Chu Bi's skull open to see what the **** was inside.

Listening to what Brother Bi said, he was planning to create nine talents to dominate the rankings, but all the talents of Te Niang's Han and Tang Firms were all vulgar martial artists.

Oh no, only I can be regarded as a gentleman who is a little dabbled in the Four Books and Five Classics.

I was also a little worried about waiting for my relatives to visit the east to get food. Knowing this, I was afraid that a big slap would fly over and let myself understand what a father’s kindness and filial piety means.

But with such a good opportunity to be famous, Li Ke felt that the commotion in his heart could not be restrained if he did not show the limelight.

Forget it, you can't kiss your father with a big stick and beat up all the shareholders of the Hantang Commercial Bank, right?

Thinking about this, Li Ke slapped the table with a heavy slap, shook his teacup, gritted his teeth.

"Since you have said this, Brother Chubi, the younger brother has done it."

Seeing Li Ke gritted his teeth, Cheng Chubi smiled in relief and patted Li Ke on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, virtuous brother, your benefits are indispensable, but before that, we need to do something."

"Come on, Brother Chu Bi, please tell me quickly, what are we going to do?"

"First of all, you have to find out how this Luoyang Peony Festival was done, how it was done, and whether there is any insider..."

Cheng Chubi lowered his voice and murmured with Li Ke there.

At this moment, Li De and Deng Chengxin and others were standing at the door of Yajian.

Seeing those two ill-intentioned smiling faces inside, and the depressed smile from time to time, I couldn't help but feel a toothache.

"Oh... I hope there won't be any big things this time."

Li De raised his hand and touched his heart, always feeling that since his Highness mingled with Cheng Saburo.

I often feel exhausted and want to lie down directly on the ground so I can take a sick leave to recuperate.

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After discussing about it, Li Ke, who was already in the corner of his eyes, saw a young lady with picturesque eyebrows appearing at the gate of Miaomei Pavilion.

His eyes lit up, and a few stood up.

"Brother Chubi, it shouldn't be too late, or I'll find out now, brother..."

"Brother wise, don't worry about this time." Cheng Chuxi took a sip of tea and was considering whether his thoughts and plans were comprehensive.

"Brother Chubi, you have to hurry to do things, time is tight, the task is heavy, and you can't delay..."

Li Ke's frequent squinting of his eyes finally attracted Cheng Saburo's attention.

Seeing this wave of goods, he still didn't forget the serious things at this time.

"Okay, let's go back today, let's make a good plan and talk about it."

"Is this going back?"

"Otherwise, take you to the other side for shopping?"

"...Just stroll around?"

"Nonsense!"

"... Then go back."

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Fang Jun was in his father's study at the moment, standing aside waiting for his pen and ink.

And the mistress of the house, Lu Shi, was standing by, admiring the husband's splashing ink and drawing a picture of bamboo.

At any rate, Fang Xuanling is also an old driver who is very accomplished in calligraphy, and has practiced calligraphy for decades.

In his spare time, he occasionally engages in talent performances, such as splashing ink and painting some sceneries.

But that was all when he was young. Over the years, since the doll was big, the grandfather Fang hasn't shown off his talents anymore.

However, during this period of time, I frequently heard that his wife and daughter-in-law were there to praise Fang Erlang's talents~lightnovelpub.net~ I heard that Fang Daxiangye was very uneasy, although he disdains to kiss his own family. The son is struggling.

But seeing his wife's youth gradually disappear, as a husband, he naturally has to engage in a little fun to make the lady's face a little more smile.

Ever since, Master Fang finally picked up his talents of the year, and as long as Master Fang was painting, he would definitely slip Fang Erlang over to wait for the pen and ink.

The good name is to nurture the son well, so that he can best be more talented.

Lu Shi looked at the energetic husband, and at Jiro, who was staring at his father with a dull look.

Naturally, she knows that she will not expose her husband's comparability. Of course, her husband can write and draw more happily, and at any rate she can relax.

Besides, the husband's voice is not good, and singing is really not as good as Erlang.

But this art of calligraphy and painting, Lu Shi feels that it is not much inferior to Na Yan's masterpiece.

Anyway, Lu thinks that his husband's painting of himself looks more comfortable.

When the uncle Fang took a pen and stroked his beard, he took two steps back and looked at the ink bamboo drawing that had been completed in one go, then his eyes slanted.

I saw the happy appearance of the lady Lu Shi, and Erlang also looked at the masterpiece with a full face and convincingly.

A huge sense of accomplishment suddenly emerged, and even the spirit and energy seemed to be full. Jumping to Chapter 1664 of the First Family of the Tang Dynasty If you can sweep the literary world of talents from the Han and Tang dynasties ]

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