Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

"We really must see for ourselves. Should we go to the East Building, South Building, or North Building this time?"

“Naturally, we’re going to the North Building! But not the main building, but the Changxi Building. Every year around this time, someone borrows the Changxi Building to hold the ‘Peony Flower Festival.’ Actually, in previous years, this flower festival was held in other restaurants and brothels. However, in recent years, the Yuelai Inn has risen to prominence, so it has been moved here.” As he spoke, Wang Dalang led the group into the pavilion.

The attic was simply and rusticly decorated, yet extremely clean. However, the seemingly simple things revealed a different texture with just a touch, and a sensitive nose would detect a unique fragrance that calmed the mind. Perhaps for this reason, people in the hall spoke softly, as if afraid of waking something.

The spring breeze, carrying the fresh scent of earth and the rustling of leaves, drifted in through the window, filling the entire hall with the breath of nature and giving one the feeling of wandering in a secluded forest.

In many places, the space is partially obscured by movable, exquisite screens, allowing only glimpses of people and providing a sense of privacy. Although it is the main hall, it is more comfortable than the private rooms.

At this moment, Wang Dalang's status became apparent. As soon as he entered, many people stood up and raised their glasses in greeting. Before long, a man dressed like a servant came out.

Although the man was dressed like a servant, he stood up straight and looked energetic. His hands were calloused and his face was fair. If you didn't know him well, you would think he was some rich young master playing a trick on you.

"Young Master Wang is here! Are you going to Changxi Tower?" The servant's back remained ramrod straight, with only a slight bow, revealing a hint of aloofness. He then looked at Li Xingzhi and respectfully asked, "May I ask, what is this young master's name?"

Hearing the servant's question, Li Xingzhi thought to himself, "How can a servant not recognize his master?" Though he thought this, he replied aloud, "Just call me Li Dalang!"

"So it's Young Master Li. Are you with Young Master Wang, also going to Changxi Tower?"

“The Peony Festival is at Changxi Tower, isn’t it? If I’m not mistaken, we’re going to Changxi Tower,” Li Xingzhi said.

Upon hearing this, the servant called out and led the group deeper into the courtyard.

The courtyard was deep and secluded, yet it didn't feel desolate. Instead, it was full of vibrant life, rich in layers, and bright and natural. The path deepened and turned again, and behind several crescent-shaped stone gates, a dark purple pavilion, even more exquisite and grand than the one they had just seen, appeared before them.

The delicate carvings on the dark purple pavilion appear light and airy, while the dark purple wood exudes a distinct and weighty presence. These two contrasting auras are perfectly blended under the architect's skillful hand, achieving their fullest expression. Even Li Xingzhi, with his artistic flair, would exclaim, "Excellent!"

The group entered the courtyard. About ten feet in front of the pavilion, several servants stood watching them enter.

A servant boy came forward. The same servant boy who had led Li Xingzhi and the others over earlier introduced them to the approaching man: "This is the young master of the Wang family, and this is the young master of the Li family. They are here to attend the flower festival."

"Greetings, gentlemen!" The servant greeted them respectfully, "Have you prepared your peonies, gentlemen?"

Wang Dalang beckoned to a servant beside him, who understood and removed the cloth covering the peony from his bosom. Instantly, a pale red wisp of cloud appeared before everyone. Upon closer inspection, it was a peony with red and white petals, white as snow and red as the sunset, the white highlighting the red, and the red setting off the white—truly a pale red sunrise floating on the horizon!

"Snow reflecting the morning glow!?" a servant exclaimed in surprise and doubt!

"You have a good eye! This is the rare peony, 'Snow Reflecting the Morning Glow'!" Wang Dalang said with a hint of pride upon hearing the servant's exclamation.

In truth, a mere 'snow reflecting the morning glow' wouldn't have elicited such a gasp from the well-traveled servant. It was simply that this peony was so exquisitely beautiful and elegant, truly like a wisp of morning glow beside one's eyes, captivating the senses...

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That's all. Forgive me, Amen~