When everyone saw Lu Fei's drastic change, they immediately clicked their tongues in wonder. When they learned that the mask was made by Wei Ning, Guan Yu immediately felt deep veneration. Guan Yu was like that. Only when he saw the prowess of others with his own eyes would he sincerely admire them. The others also had a whole new level of respect for Wei Ning. No one dared to look down on the ordinary-looking old man or the youth beside him.
Lu Fei sent everyone off. He returned to the inn and checked out of his room. Then, he found a secret place to change his clothes and put on a mask before rushing for Luoyang. Wei Ning had indeed created many small suction cups in the mask. Furthermore, the suction cups were located at the key points of the facial muscles' movements. This made the movements more realistic. Lu Fei deliberately made all sorts of expressions in the mirror and did not feel that anything was amiss. His face was not much different from his skin, so there was no need for him to work on his skin.
He bought a good horse and rushed straight to Luoyang. He found an inn beside Situ Wang Yun's residence and stayed there. He began to ponder how he could sneak into the Wang Manor. He had been around the Wang Manor for many days, thinking that Diao Chan knew that he was proficient in music. It was definitely impossible for him to enter the manor. After a few days of observation, Lu Fei discovered that there were many guests coming in and out of Wang Yun's residence. There were scholars and warriors among them. Lu Fei came up with a plan and immediately exchanged for a scholar's robe from the system. He gently fanned himself and transformed into an elegant young master. His mask was rather delicate, so there was nothing wrong with him dressing up as a scholar.
On this day, Lu Fei was eating in a famous restaurant near the Wang Manor. The restaurant was filled with refined people, most of whom were guests of high officials and nobles. They often competed in poetry here. Today, two of them seemed to have drunk too much and were not convinced of each other's victory. They requested to recite poems on the spot and let others decide the victor. The people in the hall immediately kicked up a fuss as the two of them began reciting poems in the hall. Lu Fei only shook his head when he heard it. After the other person recited a poem, Lu Fei still shook his head. His actions had indeed been discovered. Sitting not far away from him, a young master dressed in embroidered robes said to Lu Fei, "Brother, why did you just shake your head? Do you have any brilliant ideas?"
This person's status was obviously not low. When the others heard him speak, they all stopped and looked at Lu Fei, wanting to hear what this arrogant person had to say. Lu Fei shook his head and said with a smile, "How would I dare to have any opinions? Both of your poems are very good."
The young man who composed the poem earlier said unhappily, "Then why are you shaking your head?"
Lu Fei said in surprise, "That's strange. Could it be that my shaking my head is against the law?"
The young man was instantly speechless. The young master in embroidered clothes said, "These two have both written poems about ascending to the peak. Why don't you also write a poem for everyone to see?"
Lu Fei pondered for a moment before saying, "Bring me a brush and ink."
The waiter immediately brought the brush and ink over. Lu Fei dipped the brush in the ink and wrote on the wall. When he wrote a sentence, the people beside him read it out loud. On the wall, it wrote, "The wind is strong and the sky is high. The apes howl and the white birds fly back from the clear sand."
The young master in embroidered clothes finished reading and said, "This line is very good."
Following that, Lu Fei wrote another line, "The boundless falling trees rustle, the endless Yangtze River rolls on."
After everyone read it out loud, the entire hall was shaken. The two people who composed the poem earlier were shocked. Then, they revealed expressions. They thought that this person's poetry skills were much better than theirs. If they weren't making a fool of themselves, then what was?
Lu Fei continued to write, "Ten thousand miles of sorrowful autumn, always a guest. A hundred years of illness, alone on the stage. Hardship, bitterness, and hatred, frost at the temples, destitution, and the new muddy wine cup. " After two lines and a poem were finished, the entire hall was shaken. They all applauded and praised. Lu Fei laughed and threw the brush away before walking downstairs. He was afraid that these people would test his poetry skills. When that happened, he would be exposed and make a fool of himself.
After he went downstairs, he quickly returned to his guest room. Indeed, it didn't take long for people to pay him a visit one after another, proposing to recruit him. Luoyang was the imperial capital. There were officials in great numbers, and the power structure was complicated. Wang Yun's residence was the most well-informed, and it was also the first to enjoy the benefits of being close to the water. Someone brought the intentions of Wang Yun's eldest son, Wang Jing, to recruit Lu Fei. Lu Fei gladly agreed and followed that person into Wang Yun's residence.
The person who came to recruit Lu Fei was also a guest of Wang Yun's residence. That person was a scholar in his thirties with two tufts of beard. His name was Li Xing, and his courtesy name was Yunqi.
Li Xing brought Lu Fei to Wang Yun's residence. As he walked, he said, "I saw with my own eyes that Brother Lu made a peerless poem about ascending to the peak. It was truly wonderful. This humble one is far from being able to match it."
Lu Fei smiled and said, "Brother Li is overpraising me. It is just an old poem that I made before. It is suspected of being opportunistic."
Li Xing said, "It is impossible for someone who is not talented to make such a peerless poem. In a while, Eldest Young Master will definitely test Brother Lu's literary talent. Brother Lu must be prepared."
Lu Fei's heart thumped. He thought to himself, "How is this fellow going to test me?" If it was something other than poetry, Lu Fei was completely clueless. For example, poetry.
Li Xing immediately replied respectfully, "Reporting to Third Young Master, it is indeed so."
Wang Heng nodded. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and he said, "Raise your head."
Lu Fei was shocked. He immediately gathered his thoughts and imagined himself as a poor and pedantic scholar. He slowly raised his head to look at Wang Heng. Wang Heng saw that although Lu Fei's figure was tall and sturdy, his eyes were dim and lifeless. It was obvious that he did not know any martial arts. He nodded and said, "Go. Teach him the rules of the residence. Do not wander around."
"Yes." Li Xing respectfully replied. After Wang Heng left, he continued to lead Lu Fei forward. As he walked, he said, "Situ Daren's residence may not be strict. There are many rules that Brother Lu must understand. If it is in Eldest Young Master's' New Rain Garden ', it is fine. However, if it is outside of' New Rain Garden ', Brother Lu must abide by the rules and not wander around."
Lu Fei nodded and said, "I understand." After walking for a while, he realized just how big the residence was. From what he heard, Wang Yun's three sons each had their own gardens. At this moment, Li Xing led Lu Fei through a moon-shaped door and said, "This is' New Rain Garden '. I will take you to see Eldest Young Master first."
Lu Fei saw a small path with bamboo planted on both sides. Further ahead was a small lake. After passing through this place and going around several small paths, Li Xing stopped in front of a study and said respectfully, "Eldest Young Master, Young Master Lu is here."
A clear voice came from inside, "Come in."
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