Apricot Blossom Pavilion.

Accompanying Oiran helped Wu Guangyuan get the paper scroll from the wooden boat and handed it to him.

After Wu Guangyuan opened it, he glanced at ten lines at random, his complexion changed slightly, it was a little difficult to look at, and his eyes became hesitant......

Liu Xi, who was good friends with Song Hua, Liu Zhongrong sneered when he saw it, and urged: "Brother Guangyuan, why aren't you in a hurry now?" If you have any scruples that you can't read, I might as well read it. ”

Wu Guangyuan's face was ugly when he heard this, and at this moment he knew the true intention of Jia Cong to send the scroll into the Furong Garden as soon as possible.

If he hadn't, he would have torn up the paper and forcibly expelled them from the pool!

But now......

Looking at that poem, Wu Guangyuan didn't know what to say.

He ignored Liu Xi, but looked at Cao Ziang in the main seat worriedly.

At this time, what else can Cao Ziang say?

In addition to scolding the pig-like Zhao Lun in his heart, he can only see the tricks.

Judging from Wu Guangyuan's complexion, Jia Cong also wrote a document to ask for help.

Only, would he be afraid?

Therefore, he pretended to be magnificent: "Guangyuan just reads, I also want to see Jia Qingchen's world-class talent." ”

When Wu Guangyuan heard this, he only felt bitter in his mouth.

He could hear Cao Ziang's sarcasm and anger, but he didn't think that twelve-year-old Jia Cong couldn't afford this name.

What a real genius in the world!

Taking a deep breath, Wu Guangyuan no longer hesitated, and if he hesitated, even he would become a laughing stock, and he read in a deep voice:

"Give Apricot Blossom Niang, Quasi-Ancient Decisive Words Cambodian Friends."

"Magnolia."

"On the first day of April in the twelfth year of Chongkang, I was fortunate to go to the Qionglin banquet in Qujiang Pond and met the ...... of Xinghuaniang"

"Today, I will make this quasi-ancient decisive word, and persuade him to break with the negative person!"

Thinking of this, although Cao Ziang's face sank like water, the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.

Xindao: Jia Qingchen, if you think that this will ruin my reputation, it is too stupid.

Now that the New Party is in the general trend, who would embarrass me for such a bullshit?

Even Ning Cifu wouldn't care about such trivial matters.

Moreover, no one will spread this bad article today.

Even if someone spreads it, it can't become the climate.

What can an Oiran write about his sins?

He looked at Jia Cong, who was comforting Xinghuaniang with an indifferent face, and his hatred became more and more hot.

Its fans have even shouted and denounced.

Isn't it ridiculous to want to "slander" the champion of the current department based on such a text?

Lu Xuan said in a deep voice: "What the hell, let Brother Guangyuan finish reading it." This section of the public case will always come to light. ”

The others sneered, but Wu Guangyuan took a deep breath and read the first sentence with some difficulty:

"If life is only as it ...... first seen"

……

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan!"

In the Ziyun Building of Furong Garden, Tao Tao recited aloud in an almost excited voice.

It's just that after reading the first sentence, everyone's complexion changed, and the building gradually became quiet.

"Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable."

The daughters of the boudoir family, especially those of their age, have never worried about their future marriage after seeing a lot of private affairs in the house?

The more wealthy it is, the more ruthless it becomes.

The wife of the main house is over thirty, and most of them will prepare a nunnery in the back house.

The love of the inner house has its own new young and beautiful women to take joy.

The red face is not old and the grace is broken first, but the old people's hearts are changeable.

Words of blood and tears!

"Lishan language is in the middle of the night, and the night rain and rain will never complain."

"How can he be like a brocade cloth and a lucky man, and he wishes for the day with wings and branches."

After thinking about it, there was already a sobbing sound in the Ziyun Building.

This poem was originally written from the perspective of her daughter's family, and for these boudoir ladies, the sense of substitution is too strong......

And "Brother Yu Yao", who was the first to be complimented by everyone, was even more pale at the moment.

She is the beloved daughter of Ning Zechen, the second assistant of the dynasty and the leader of the new party, Ning Yuyao.

Cao Chen, the champion of today's department, Cao Ziang, is the fast son-in-law of the east bed carefully selected by his father and brother.

originally thought that he was a talented and beautiful man in the world.

But I don't want to......

Looking at the mournful voices in the hall, the Furong boy sitting in the first seat stroked his forehead with his hand.

In the bright eyes, the astonishment color has not faded, and the color of worry has emerged again.

In addition to worrying about the non-person entrusted by Ning Yuyao, she was also worried about the person who wrote the lyrics.

If this person's lyric level is average today, this matter will probably be suppressed.

No one wants to stir up trouble for a prostitute.

But......

Who can hold down such a good song that is destined to amaze the world?

With the spread of this poem, Cao Ziang, the champion of today's department, is also destined to be stinking for 10,000 years.

It doesn't matter if he stinks, but Ning Zechen's face was also trampled on the ground.

At the very least, countless people will secretly laugh "blind" and "don't know people"!

With Ning Zechen's strength, I am afraid that this matter will not be resigned......

After thinking about it, Furong Gongzi said in a rustling voice: "Yu Yao doesn't have to be sad, when you return home today, you just need to send this word to Lord Ning at a glance, and naturally there will be nothing to do."

If you are a bystander, you may still be able to support decency and send your daughter out of the cabinet by mistake.

But Lord Ning is a masterpiece in the world, how can he be burdened by false fame, and he will never miss you for life.

In addition......"

She said to the waiter: "Go to the Xinghua Pavilion and invite the lyricist and Xinghua Niang to come here to talk." In addition, tell them that this person is the best person on the current branch of the Hibiscus list. ”

……

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

In the Xinghua Pavilion, Cao Ziang no longer has the pride of being a great man in the world at this moment, and he can't even maintain his minimum demeanor.

He looked at the dead silence with a look of horror on his face, and at the many oirans who were sobbing and sobbing.

It was only less than a cup of tea, but it seemed that the sky was falling, and the sun was falling and the stars were sinking.

Looking at Jia Cong, who was staring at him from afar, Cao Ziang was cold all over his body!

Where is this decisive poem?

This is clearly a fateful song!!

What a vicious heart, very vicious means!

This is clearly to make him stink for 10,000 years!!

He's just a high school champion, and he's about to marry the Zaisuke's family.

Just when his life was about to reach its peak, this Jia family's sin used such a poem to make him never recover!!

"What kind of grudge do I have with you, you are so vicious, bad for my name?!"

Cao Ziang could never admit to this charge, so he asked angrily.

Its supporters also came to their senses and rebuked one after another:

"At a young age, he is so vicious."

"Make something out of nothing, be jealous and jealous!"

"Disciples of the old party, defile the new party!"

"Abominable thief, cunning!"

A set of charges were deducted, which made Cao Ziang's heart feel a little calmer, but he saw Jia Cong standing up, standing tall, and his handsome face was full of sneers, and he heard him raise his voice:

"If you can achieve the world's political views and seek the well-being of all the people, even if you set off party strife and the party fights against differences, I also admire it."

"In order to maintain a treacherous villain, Ran Er and others flattered and slandered, disregarded the facts, and even tried to reverse black and white, I spit on them!"

"Right and wrong, black and white, you really don't know?"

"For the sake of forming a party for personal gain, you will destroy your conscience, and you will read the books of the sages in vain!!"

"Cao Ziang, rat er! Coaxed Xinghua Niang's redemption silver to chew the money, but after the high school champion, he turned his face and didn't recognize people. In order to cling to the prime minister's door, even the flesh and blood in the belly of Xinghuaniang had to be abandoned.

Such people who have lost their conscience are also helping to abuse?

Such a vain person, even if he becomes an official in the future, will be a treacherous official who cruelly kills the common people and fails the emperor's grace.

Wanger and others have good intentions and are good at doing their own thing! ”

After a fierce reprimand, without waiting for the opponent to counterattack, Jia Cong flicked his pipa sleeves and said loudly: "If the Tao is different, it will be indefinite!"

I only warn you to wait, but if there is still a trace of conscience, don't embarrass Xinghuaniang.

If there is any trick to hurt heaven and reason, just come to me Jia Qingchen, and I will bear it.

Don't let the heroes of the world, laugh and wait for no energy! ”

With that, he strode towards the outside of the Apricot Blossom Pavilion.

Song Hua, Shu Jing, Liu Xi, Lu Xuan and other seven or eight friends of the old party, as well as four or five neutral factions, but the Jinshi who were persuaded by Jia Cong, followed closely and got up and left the table together.

Seeing this scene, Cao Ziang's heart was broken!

Although only one-third of the people left, it is conceivable that it will not be long before his Cao Ziang's "big name" will spread all over Shenjing, Guanzhong, and the entire Daqian with this "Gift to Xinghuaniang"!

The New Party is indeed very powerful now, but there is not a single squire in other provinces and localities who does not scold the New Party.

In the past, they didn't have a very good breakthrough point, but now Jia Cong's words have given them the best noose.

Even in Beijing, the second-class and third-class jinshi who were unable to go to the Qionglin banquet today will inevitably add fuel to the fire.

It is the nature of literati to be light!

It can almost be expected that he, the newly released champion of today's department, will be infamous before the election of the official is over.

Moreover, Ning Zechen, the leader of the new party, was scolded, and his way out was ......

Cao Ziang's eyes turned blood-red at this moment!

It's just that in the face of Jia Cong's words, he didn't even have the courage to fight back.

How could a twelve-year-old boy write such a masterful word?

What does this make him use to resist?

Literati, after all, are still based on literature.

If Wendou loses, he loses his confidence.

Not only him, but also many other Jinshi of the New Party, all of them were concerned.

No one is sure to make a poem to suppress this "Gift to the Apricot Blossom Girl".

For a while, even the Oiran of Pingkangfang wiped away their tears and was about to end.

The magnolia flower order shocked and touched their hearts even more.

They are not like ordinary Qinglou women, they are all talented and beautiful Oiran, and they understand the deep meaning of the words.

For them, these words are clearly words of blood and tears.

Hence the exit......

Seeing this, Cao Ziang had only one thought in his heart:

Rats leave a sinking ship!

Big things go!

Only Wu Guangyuan was still a little sober, he walked to the main seat in three or two steps, and shouted: "Ziang, you just let that thief slander you like this?" When have you ever abandoned Xinghua Niang?!

Now Xinghuaniang is here, you can make it clear to her, and prove your innocence! ”

When Cao Ziang heard this, his body trembled, and he came back to his senses.

Hope reignited in my eyes!

Yes, he has not yet reached the end of the road, as long as Xinghuaniang changes his words, he has a chance to turn over.

And Jia Cong will become a thief who is famous for bad people!

Cao Ziang was overjoyed in his heart, and after glancing at Wu Guangyuan gratefully, he was about to walk to the last seat.

However, at this moment, I saw a waiter dressed in palace makeup, who hurried over and announced the words of Furong Gongzi:

"Please give the words of the apricot blossom girl and the apricot blossom girl into the purple cloud building of the hibiscus garden to meet, in addition, the leader of this year's hibiscus list is the lyricist of "giving the apricot blossom girl".

At this time, Jia Cong and the others had just come out of the Xinghua Pavilion and happened to hear this.

There was no need for anyone to shout back, Jia Cong turned back, first bowed to the waiter, and then said to Xinghuaniang: "Good sister, I am too young, and I am soft-spoken, I want to go home and ask the master to be the master, protect you Ichigo, and seek justice for my sister."

But I don't want to have a noble person who is willing to stand up for you now, my sister can rest assured, the words of the unrighteous people cannot be trusted, but the words of the noble people must be credible.

Let's go, find a place where we can be reasonable, we can't let my sister be left alone, and let the child in her womb be unclear. ”

In the last word, the lethality of Xinghuaniang can be called terrifying.

If she was the only one who was wronged, she could still bear it.

Since then, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and we will never meet again.

But she couldn't bear the child in her womb, and she was born into an unclear wild. Seed......

Therefore, he didn't hesitate anymore, ignored Cao Ziang's "affectionate call", and went to Furong Garden with Jia Cong and the waiter.

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PS: I'm scared, add a more...... It's not that I don't want to be more, more money, but this book is really slow to write, and there are only a few chapters in the manuscript, and I want to leave more time to conceive, quality is important, and I hope to understand.