As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Chen Zhian remembered the underwear in the storage ring that had not yet been given away, so he called Chen Zheng and asked him to keep an eye on Yang Xianxian.

If this guy wins money, take him to Qianjinlou...

We didn't do that to him because he was disabled, so how could we let him take the money away from the brothel?

After inspecting the gambling house.

Chen Zhian and Liu Qi took the cable car to Dengke Building again.

No one knew what the two powerful Void God Realm masters were waiting for, and they did not take any action in Qianjin Tower.

The first three floors of Dengke Building are a theater and storytelling hall.

At this time, the theater was performing a play in which the four young masters of Chang'an flew far away on swords and killed three hundred bandits.

The actors are all warriors, although they have not entered the innate realm.

But climbing walls and flying over rooftops is no problem at all, and accompanied by the pipa music of ambushes from all sides, the story is full of ups and downs and murderous intentions.

The guests, who had never seen such a show before, watched it with fascination and paid money to tip the show.

In the elegant room.

Although the four young masters of Chang'an were drinking a little wine, their minds were actually all on the drama. After all, it was their story that was being performed.

Which young and frivolous knight doesn't want his story to be sung by the world?

This scene of Chen Zhian was more comfortable than praising them thousands of times in person. Even Li Chengxian, who had always despised Chen Zhian, began to look at him with admiration.

I feel that the playboy who flirted with his best friend is not completely useless.

Chen Zhian did not disturb the Fourth Young Master.

Continue climbing the stairs.

He is like an old farmer in the harvest season, harvesting golden ears of wheat with enthusiasm.

The fourth floor is musical.

When the melodious and graceful water melody sounded.

Those students who came to the island with a critical spirit were completely convinced!

This is not even a ditty at all!

This is a masterpiece of literary poetry that will live forever!

Su Xun'er, who ranked second on the Rouge List and sang "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", received countless invitations as soon as she came off the stage.

The pearl is in front of you.

The scholars who claim to be romantic don’t even dare to write poetry.

They sent people to Chang'an City to invite real Confucian scholars and writers.

Having been subdued by a brothel girl, they must get back at her.

For a while.

Many famous scholars in Chang'an kept pouring into Dengke Tower, and then continued to shake people...

Chen Zhian stood upstairs and scratched his head while looking at the handsome and elegant scholars. He was so happy that he couldn't express it in words.

Don’t talk about you guys, it’s Su Dajia’s lyrics.

Looking back over the past five thousand years, there was not a single person who dared to say that he could defeat him!

Go further up.

They are quiet and elegant rooms.

Chen Zhian didn't interrupt.

He just called Chen Yi and told him to pay attention to the girls and tell them not to force anyone.

Just hit them with sticks.

......

Just when Chen Zhian was harvesting wheat ears.

The immortals in the Prince's Mansion in Chang'an City are also waiting to reap the fruits of their labor.

"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky..."

Fanning himself gently, Zhu Wuchang chuckled and said, "I have to say, even though that young marquis is a idiot, his brothel is not bad!

He actually found such a talented woman!

With this poem published, Su Xun'er will be remembered for eternity!"

“Poetry is a minor path!”

An ugly man sat opposite him and sneered, "Without power, everything will be in vain.

The Tang Dynasty was founded on military power, and it is the brave warriors who guard this border, not the scholars who recite poems and write couplets!"

"A time of chaos is about to begin. The Northern Royal Court is eyeing our Great Tang covetously, and the Western Buddhist Kingdom is openly converting the people of our Great Tang. I don't even know if the entire Western Border is still considered part of our Great Tang territory.

Even the witch tribe in the south jumped out to cause trouble.

Enemies on all sides.

Not to mention that the ancient descendants of the forbidden area will make a comeback sooner or later.

However, all the officials in the court seemed to turn a blind eye and spent their days in writing and drunkenness.

Brother Wuchang...

Do you think this world can be saved?

All impermanence is speechless.

My friend is good in every way except that he is too cynical. The Tang Dynasty has only been established for a few hundred years, so it is not easy to resolve all the foreign threats.