"Prince Mingyue, you just misunderstood, Diao actually..."
Before Diao Sikun finished speaking, Mingyue, who had no time to listen to his nonsense here, interrupted him and said: "What's the misunderstanding? I didn't see anything just now, so are you okay? I have to go if there is nothing to do, Diao My lord, please stay."
After talking about Mingyue, I went to chase Wu Zheng. As for why he wanted to chase Wu Zheng, Mingyue couldn’t explain clearly in her heart. For her weird behavior, it was like a horse-drawn carriage rushing downhill with her own brakes. I can't help but catch up with that guy first.
On the way, Seinfeld glanced at Wu Zheng very curiously, Yin E was the same, Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "Is there a flower on your matriarch's face? I haven't seen enough of it all day long! Have to be so sneaky?"
As soon as Yin E smiled, Seinfeld said: "What's secretly, Xianggong, don't make things so ugly as no. But Xianggong, are you really not angry at all?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "We have all become famous and powerful by accident, so what is there to be angry about."
Song Feier smiled slightly, how could she not see the farce that just happened in Yuzhulou with her wisdom, even if she hadn't noticed it at the time, but now she can remember what Wu Zheng said!
She has been in God’s office for a long time. She has long told that those scholars who want to get revenge in their hearts, or simply say that they want to be an official, will look for some wealthy and powerful people outside the imperial examination. Shixianfu, to show their talents, hoping to be recommended by the rich and powerful Mingliu.
When Song Feier first heard that there were still such things in this god city, she was still envious, after all, looking back at her own house, it was also a Hou Mansion anyway! Since it is the Houfu, it is naturally a nobleman of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but why hasn't anyone come to seek a referral from his own minister
Song Feier was not unintelligible, it was just that he was born in Dashan and lacked vision. I never imagined that there are actually many kinds of so-called powerful people. Although her father-in-law was sealed, she was sealed by himself and placed it in Yuzhou, far away from the emperor. Naturally it is supremely glorious, but it is nothing in this capital of the powerful and powerful.
Only today is the farce of the supervising students in Yuzhulou in front of their father-in-law. Although it made me a little unhappy at the beginning, it is now! Thinking about the idea of a sagacious man, I dared not to be angry, but was a little happy instead. My family has finally become a nobleman recognized by the gods.
Looking at Yin E who didn't say a word next to Xiang Gong, this woman's heart might have known it a long time ago! At this time, I must be wondering how to laugh at myself!
But today, my lady is in a good mood, so I don’t care about it like her. Who calls myself the only lady in the hall? It seems a bit weird to say sorry to her.
Thinking of this, the hand where Seinfeld changed Wu Zheng's arm tightened again. Wu Zheng sensed the strangeness on the arm, so he smiled and asked, "What else did you think of a moth?"
Song Feier frowned, and said coquettishly: "Where is the concubine body?"
Yin E on the side quickly let go of Wu Zheng's hand and wiped her arm to make a look of goosebumps. Before she could start teasing Seinfeld, Seinfeld slapped him and said with a smile: "You How does Nizi want to arrange me? Forget it, your dog can't vomit ivory anyway."
Yin E smiled and said: "How dare my younger sister! I'm just used to the mighty elder sister, and it was the first time I saw my sister's pride that I was not used to it!"
"You... beg!"
The second girl circled Wu Zheng, and at this moment Yin E said: "What was the name of Xianggong at the time and wanted to see your literary talent. Why didn't Xianggong show your hand and scare them to death?"
Wu Zheng glanced at Yin E in amazement, and smiled: "Why should I use literary talent to scare them to death? I am a general now, can I just drag the knife?"
Yin E chuckled, "It's just that my concubine hasn't heard Xianggong's poems for a long time! I want to hear..."
"Listen to each other!"
"of course!"
"That's fine, listen carefully.
Lanling wine tulips, the jade bowl is filled with amber light.
But so that the owner can be drunk, I don't know where it is.
What, this poem is still good! "
Yin E's drunk eyes were dim, not because he had drunk too much grape wine before, but because the poem he just made casually by his father-in-law was so intoxicating.
"Tulip! Is it the wine that Xiang Gong just drank?" In this regard, Seinfeld’s reaction is always better than... (End of this chapter)