Taehyung wore white from head to toe, and held a decorative folding fan. While he was ridiculing all the inconvenience of a gathering of scholars, he sat next Fu Junli to participate in the flower appreciation banquet.
Before the poetry composition competition officially began, all the scholars who were fortunate enough to get seats had already sat down and started mutually greeting each other. The rest, who didn’t get a seat, could only stand around and watch the excitement.
After all, the location of the banquet was only so big, and there were over a thousand talented scholars who came to participate. If every person who came participated in the poetry verse competition, then the banquet wouldn’t be able to finish even if it was held until tomorrow morning.
Therefore, every time a flower appreciation banquet is held, the people actually participating in the poetry composition contest would only be a dozen or so people from the thousand attending.
Taehyung was not participating in the poetry competition, but he had the benefit of being in contact with Fu Junli, the number one talent in Jun city, so he also had a seat.
However, no one here was familiar with him. Also, the people who saw his outstanding appearance and wanted to come over and give a greeting were scared off by Fu Junli’s cold face. And so, for a period of time, no one spoke to him.
Since no one struck up a conversation with him, Taehyung could only sit in his seat, so bored that he yawned. Two drops of moisture seeped from his beautiful eyes, hanging onto his thick eyelashes. With one hand he propped up his cheek and with the other, he held a cup of tea. The white steam coming off the tea was dense. It blurred the five senses, giving the delicate and beautiful youth an alluring air that charmed and moved others, attracting many people around to secretly cast their gazes over.
On the surface, Fu Junli was talking to another scholar, but he was actually always looking at Taehyung. Noticing his appearance, the color of his eyes slightly changed.
The Lianzhi in his heart would never have such a lack of care for etiquette, or have this languid posture. Although he did not take the Confucian code of etiquette too seriously, the way he usually behaved scrupulously followed the etiquette of a young noble.
If there was someone in front of him who did not have good etiquette, Fu Junli would definitely frown and feel disgust in his heart.
But, at this moment, Taehyung’s lazy gesture did not give him a feeling of disgust. Instead, looking at the youth in that blurred, foggy way, he felt that the youth was truly adorable in his unruliness.
“Are you very bored?” He couldn’t help but whisper to him.
"I am. Look, I’ve already drunk two pots of this tea. I heard that the banquet only starts at the Hai hour , but it’s only the You hour right now…” Taehyung said, nodding. He picked up his teacup and shook it, his lips slightly raised. He seemed as though he had grievances, acting grudgingly, as if he were a spoiled child.
Those clear azure eyes of his flickered with the reflection of light, giving off an enticing appearance.
Fu Junli was so captivated by his bewitching, soul-snatching charm that his breathing stopped for a few seconds. Only then did he raise his hand and rub Taehyung’s head, warmly saying, “In that case, how about we play a game?”
“What game?”
The youth’s eyes lit up like the dazzling and magnificent sunlight.
Fu Junli’s breathing paused again, his eyes staring at Taehyung for a long while, only to smile warmly and gesture at him to wait. Then he stood up and turned to the gifted scholars below him.
“At such a fine time and with such beautiful scenery, there’s no harm in everyone playing a game together. As it is the flower appreciation banquet, how about we play the Fluttering Flower game? Today the topic can be ‘Hundred Flowers’…”
This kind of elegant game was suitable for today’s occasion of the flower appreciation poetry competition, and it was the number one scholar of Jun City, Fu Junli, who suggested it. Everyone, one after the other, agreed.
Taehyung also revealed a look of interest on the surface, but in his heart he was ridiculing them. He didn’t want to have to act like these pretentious literati. He really didn’t like this kind of game that wasted one’s mental capacity…
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