It seemed that it was the first time to come to such an occasion, Lotus Ye was more or less timid, she quickly avoided the hot eyes of the surrounding scholars, bit Su Ning's ear and whispered to her: "Sister Su, are we really going to participate in the poetry competition?" How do I feel that these people look at us strangely? ”

"I'm here, of course I'm going to participate!" Su Ning still looked full of confidence, looking full of confidence, "If you can't do this, how can you let Cui Wenqing and my son-in-law realize their mistakes?!" Don't worry, Lotus Ye, the matter of dealing with Cui Wenqing will be handed over to me and Sister Zhen, and you can just watch the battle. ”

The purpose of saying this is naturally to know that it is too difficult for Lotus Leaf to deal with Cui Wenqing, so he said so.

Lotus Ye smiled bitterly and had to nod, but she didn't understand why this Sister Su, who was just a scholar, had the confidence to deal with the son who was like a god?

Didn't she know that Prince Wen Qing was invincible?

In the past, many people who despised or despised Cui Wenqing have become his subordinates, and I believe that Sister Su will also enter such a ranks tonight.

Thinking of this, Lotus Ye couldn't help but sigh softly, and the right to mourn for Su Ning was silent.

Soon, the three girls registered with the clerks, and the name of the three-person poetry society also appeared in the registration book.

Holding the carved wooden plaque, Su Ning pulled the lotus leaf and followed Ning Zhen into the camp, she was not as quiet and shy as other ladies, but looked around with interest, full of eagerness.

At this time, a white-robed boy with a soft face was chatting with his friends, and suddenly Su Ning's beautiful figure passed by, and when he saw her face that was captivating the country and the city, he smiled lightly, and he was shocked, revealing his soul and color.

Seeing this, the friend next to him couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Wang, haven't you met your favorite girl again?" ”

The white-robed boy called Brother Wang smiled and said quite frivolously: "My Fair Lady has always been a good gentleman, and this kind of stunning beauty should naturally not be missed." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward quickly, stopped Su Ning, pretended to bow humbly, and said with a smile: "In the next abruptness, dare to ask the girl if she came to participate in the poetry competition?" ”

Su Ning was excited, and she didn't want to be stopped by this person, but she was a little surprised, but she was smart since she was a child, and when she saw this person's posture, she knew that most of them were those prodigal sons, so she asked coldly: "What is it, what is it?" ”

Wang Gongzi liked this kind of thorny rose the most in his life, and felt Su Ning's cold attitude, he was more interested for a while, and shook the folding fan lightly and said: "The next name is Wang Pengju, and he also has a certain reputation in this Fuzhou area, and this poetry collection is organized by the father of the next, and I don't seem to know many acquaintances in the girl, so Mao recommended himself as the host, and wanted to make an introduction to the girl." ”

Su Ning knew that he was here to show off his father, so he asked angrily and funny: "I don't know what the prince's Lingzun is?" ”

Wang Pengju said proudly: "Don't drive in the prefecture." ”

Su Ning was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and showed a look of surprise, and said in surprise, "Don't drive in Fuzhou?" Surname Wang? ”

"Yes!" Wang Pengju was very satisfied with the deep shock that his father's official position brought to this little lady, in his opinion, this beautiful little lady after learning his identity, most of them would take the initiative to give her arms, after all, in the minds of ordinary people, don't drive is a well-deserved official!

Being able to meet the son of another driver is something that many women dream of.

If you are lucky, you may be able to marry into a wealthy family and enjoy the blessings of all people from now on!

Wang Pengju has known many women, almost all of them have such thoughts, I believe that this stunning woman will not be an exception.

Su Ning smiled, smiling very happily, that smile was even more like an epiphany suddenly blooming, so beautiful that people were dizzy.

Because suddenly, she thought of an incident that happened when she accompanied her brother to Fuzhou last year.

At that time, Fuzhou also held a poetry collection, and a Victoria's Secret lady surnamed Wang did not allow Cui Wenqing's Victoria's Secret to enter Ningyuan, and also insulted her.

Cui Wenqing was furious, and composed four poems on the spot with the title of "Meilan Bamboo Chrysanthemum", which directly asked the king not to lose face, and picked up a broom in front of all the participating talents to clean the gate of Ningyuan.

Could it be that this Wang Pengju is the son of Wang Beijia?

Wang Pengju thought that the little lady had taken the bait, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, and asked with a smile: "By the way, after chatting for so long, I still don't know the little lady's surname?" ”

Su Ning smiled and said: "The little woman's surname is Su, and her single name is a condensation. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Su, Su Ning, it's really a good name!" Wang Pengju tapped the palm of his hand with the handle of the folding fan, and the smile on his face was even bigger, "Then I don't know if I have the honor to invite the little lady to participate in the poetry competition?" Don't worry, the father of the next is not to drive, any rules at the poetry competition are useless to me, as long as the little lady is willing, you might as well let me join your poetry club, I don't know what to do? ”

Su Ning wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she suddenly thought about it, and nodded happily: "Well, it is really a blessing for us to have such a strong reinforcement as Prince Wang to join, and there is really Gongzi Lao." ”

Seeing that the little lady agreed, Wang Pengju was immediately overjoyed, and immediately ran to sign up.

Ning Zhen had been watching all this silently, until Wang Gongzi left, she was puzzled and asked: "Sister Su, this poetry club only needs the two of us, so why bother to find this prodigal son to join?" And this person knew at a glance that he didn't have any good intentions. ”

Su Ning smiled and said: "Sister Ning, rest assured, the little sister has her own arrangements for this matter, and Cui Wenqing was surprised by the safekeeping." ”

Ning Zhen knew that the reason why Su Ning hated Cui Wenqing so much, was afraid that it was related to the fact that she broke her change of clothes that day and apologized insincerely, so she didn't break it at the moment, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, just obey Sister Su's wishes." ”

At this moment, at the crossing of the Yellow River, three miles away from the camp of the Poetry Society, Wang Beijia did not know that his precious son was about to cause him great trouble.

I didn't know that there were two enemies that he would never forget, who were appearing in the poetry competition.

Today, Wang Beijia is accompanying Jiang Taidong, the assassin of Fuzhou, to welcome guests from afar.

This guest was so noble that even in the capacity of Jiang Taidong, he had to be treated carefully.

Under the soft autumn sunshine, Jiang Taidong and Wang Beijia and a group of welcoming officials stayed in the whistling river breeze for nearly an hour, everyone had a taste of longing, but no one dared to cry out for tiredness, because it was worth waiting.

(End of chapter)