The next morning, before dawn, the door of Huaiyuanfang opened, and someone knocked on the side door of the Shi Mansion.

"Your Mansion Chen Lang is here, we are here to send an invitation for my master."

"I wonder if your master is?"

"My home is the Duke of Bohai County and the General of the Right Supervisor, and he didn't report it quickly."

When he heard the person who came to report his origin, the doorman dared not be negligent. He hurriedly took the person into the side hall, and then he would like to welcome him, and he would serve food and money.

But after a moment, Chen Guang, who had just gotten up, saw the manager who was coming in a hurry. "Mr. Chen, Gong Gao sent someone to post."

Listening to the story of the manager, Chen Guang was not surprised. After he met Gao Lishi yesterday, Gao Lishi claimed that his surname was Feng, and the residence he finally said was another place. Chen Guang guessed this tentative scene, which was really a classic enough plot.

"You should treat me well and come and meet me when someone has changed his clothes."

Chen Guang said calmly, and regardless of the matter, he was anxious and calm, he slowly changed his face and clothes, so he could only ask him to turn back to the side hall to accompany him.

"Mr. Chen has just gotten up and is washing up. Please wait for the nobles."

"It's okay, your Hu cake is well made. I'll pack a few more for me later."

The slave sent by Gao Lishi was the manager of his housekeeper, who was very young and powerful, and he was knowledgeable. When he came, he had to go to Gao Lishi's orders, so he naturally had no objection.

After waiting for a while, the Gao family slave waited for Chen Guang. He immediately gave a greeting and took the invitation and said, "But Mr. Chen is in person. My master holds a banquet today, and I also invite Mr. Chen to attend the banquet on time."

Chen Guang took the invitation calmly, looked at the time of the banquet written on it, frowned and said, "I would like to ask the messenger to report to Mr. Gao, I had an appointment with someone yesterday, and I am sorry that I can't go to the banquet. I will definitely come to the door to apologize another day."

"Mr. Chen, have you thought about it. Do you really want to go back and reply like this?"

The slaves of the Gao family looked at Chen Guang with a look of surprise. In his opinion, this young man from Anxi was simply crazy. How many people in Chang'an City wanted to ask for an invitation from their master but couldn't, but this person actually refused.

"A real man should take faith and righteousness first when dealing with people. He is elegant and elegant, and he will be able to understand some difficulties."

"Mr. Chen, you have to think about it. My master also invited many noble people to accompany you today..."

"The messenger doesn't have to say much. I have decided. Please go back and report to Mr. Gao truthfully."

"Mr. Chen, don't regret it."

The Gao family slave finally said angrily that it was not the first time he had posted a post for his master in someone else's house, but this was the first time he was rejected, especially since he could see that his master should have admired this Shen Langjun quite a bit, which was intended to be a supporter.

What a rude thing!

Thinking of this, after the Gao Mansion slave left the Shi Mansion, he hurried back to report the news.

...

"Oh, that's what Chen Langguo said?"

Half an hour later, Gao Lishi heard the slave’s reply in his mansion. However, what surprised the slave was that his master not only did not get angry, but instead looked happy.

"He said that a real man should take faith and righteousness first when dealing with people. Since he has agreed to others, he cannot be invited to the appointment anymore."

"This Shen Langjun is arrogant. I don't think he takes his master seriously at all..."

When Gao Lishi heard the slave's words, his originally happy expression suddenly stopped. Then, before the servant who had added fuel to the fire secretly became secretly happy, Gao Lishi shouted, "How dare you, a dog slave, bully your master? I don't know what kind of person Chen Lang is, so I'll hold my mouth down."

"Master, I'm so unfair..."

Before the slave could finish calling, he was pulled down by the servants of Gao's mansion and thrust his mouth with a crackling sound.

Behind Gao Lishi, Li Longji, who had changed into casual clothes, was quite happy, "Lishi, you still look so accurate, Yuhuan, you don't have to worry now. It seems that we can meet this Chen Lang well today."

Beside Li Longji, Yang Yuhuan was in a good mood at this time. She chuckled, "I want to congratulate Sanlang for having another talent."

Although Yang Yuhuan did not understand political affairs, he also knew that Chen Guang's polite rejection of Gao Lishi's invitation was probably a deep impression on the saint, and Gao Lishi was even more happy. With this support from Ahon, as long as Chen Lang was interested in the officialdom, he would probably not be able to compare with Li Taibai, who came to Chang'an at the beginning.

"Lishi, it's time for us to set off. If Chen Lang goes to Feng's Mansion, you are the main person who is not here, that would be a bad thing."

After hearing Yang Yuhuan's words, Li Longji laughed and urged Gao Lishi to come. At this time, the general who accompanied him came forward and said, "Your Majesty..."

"Xuanli, just pick some capable guards to secretly guard them. Don't disturb the people along the way. I will take a car with Yuhuan."

Li Longji changed his claim while speaking. Chen Xuanli, the general of Dragon and Tiger in Suwei Palace, had to respond and then select guards. Since Kaiyuan, the saint has cultivated a clamping path from Tai Chi Hall to the outside of the palace. Every time he went on a tour in a squat, Chen Xuanli was very nervous, afraid that a madman would hit the saint.

This time, the saint not only went on a tour in a condom, but also brought the imperial concubine with him to pretend to be a musician. When he went to the Mai Mansion, he could not be with him, and the guards could only stay outside the Mai Mansion. If this sunlight was... Thinking of this, Chen Xuanli couldn't help but look at Gao Lishi who was smiling beside him, and thought to himself that this old man could really do something, and he was so happy that he was so happy to be called a saint.

Soon, Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan got on the carriage. The imperial chassis, which was originally the palace, was now covered with a layer of black cloth, covering the gorgeous decorations of gilded silver. Even the horses pulling the carriage were replaced with ordinary pack horses raised in Gao Lishi's house.

Chen Xuanli simply took off his armor, changed into soap clothes, and pretended to be a driver who drove the car. He had not seen the saint so happy for a long time, so naturally he could not give up this opportunity to be loyal to his favor.

Sure enough, when Li Longji saw Chen Xuanli pretending to be a groom, he became more interested and said straight, "Xuanli, I remember that you beat the drum well. When you arrive at the place, you will pretend to be a drumbeater."

"Yes, your Majesty."

After hearing this, Chen Xuanli responded happily, he knew that he had bet right, and the saint was indeed a playful person, or did Gao Lishi understand the saint!

"I can't call me like this later. I want to call me Li Sanlang."

"I got it, Saburo."

"Let's go."

Li Longji put down the curtain of the car, and Chen Xuanli waved his whip and drove forward in the car. There were guards pretending to be pedestrians around him followed him.

Back in the carriage, looking at Yang Yuhuan who was laughing, Li Longji couldn't help but wonder, "Why did Yuhuan laugh? But I said the wrong thing."

"Who in the world doesn't know Li Sanlang? If Your Majesty uses this as a pseudonym, it's better not to use it!"

Yang Yuhuan said that the saints have become less arrogant over the years. When local officials presented rare treasures, they still used the banner of offering the romantic Li Sanlang on the canal ship. Are the saints proud of this?

Nowadays, anyone with the surname Li dares to claim that he is Li Sanlang!

After hearing Yang Yuhuan's words, Li Longji suddenly woke up and couldn't help but pat his forehead and said, "I was negligent. Yuhuan will help me think of a name. Don't ask that Chen Lang to see through it when he goes to a place. That's not fun."

"Sanlang, wait a moment, Rong Nu's family think about it carefully."

Yang Yuhuan was also very interested in the next meeting in Mai Mansion, and wanted to see if that man Shen was really as magical as he was.

"Sanlang, you might as well change your name and call me Yang, and call me Yang Dalang."

"Yang Dalang, let's Yang Dalang!"

Li Longji thought about it and then responded. Then he fiddled with the instruments he had. He knew a lot of instruments, and the Chen Lang seemed to be proficient in several instruments, which made him quite fond of it.

"I wish everyone else was there too."
Chapter completed!