(Officials, please collect it, thank you.) ）

Wang Yuan also got off the pavilion, but instead of looking for a secluded corner like the others, he walked straight to the corridor on one side. There stood a few women who had just performed the Thrilling Dance, and they were bored at the moment, and a few of them were talking quietly with their hair buns and jewelry.

A few women who were quite thoughtful deliberately approached the pavilions of Xiangguo on the left and right, making gestures of scratching their heads, and seducing people's eyes to the bodies of several high-ranking officials of the imperial court on the pavilions on both sides, in order to win their attention.

Wang Yuan walked towards a few women standing under the corridor near the southwest side of the pavilion, Wang Yuan vaguely remembered that when the Shocking Dance dispersed just now, Lan Xinhui of the Autumn Moon Pavilion retreated to that side, and Wang Yuan obviously wanted to find Lan Xinhui and settle an old account with her.

"A few girls are polite." Wang Yuan smiled and stood beside the few women who were whispering on the railing, and bowed.

These women didn't notice Wang Yuan coming at all, and they were all startled when they heard Wang Yuan speak, and they were busy returning the courtesy.

"Childe is polite, dare to ask Childe what's the matter? Do you need tea or ink and paper? A round-faced woman asked with a smile.

Wang Yuan hurriedly said: "No, I'm here to say a few words to Miss Lan Xinhui." ”

Leaning on the edge of the railing, Lan Xinhui, who was wearing a long cyan skirt and a xia curtain on her shoulders, said in surprise: "Childe is talking to a slave? ”

Wang Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, can you please move and say a few words?" ”

Lan Xinhui was surprised: "But I don't know you?" Besides, the slave and several sisters are here to wait for the distinguished guests in the pavilion and can't go away. ”

Wang Yuan said: "You really don't know me? I'm Wang Yuan of Yong'an Fang, do you dare to say you don't know him? ”

Lan Xinhui frowned, thought about it, shook her head silently, and said, "I'm really not impressed." ”

The round-faced woman on the side said in surprise: "It turns out that you are Wang Yuan's son, the son who wrote 'The peach blossoms on the human face are red'." ”

Lan Xinhui suddenly said: "I see, that slave can be regarded as the name of Wen Gongzi, but have we met before?" ”

Wang Yuan was a little annoyed in his heart, this woman pretended to be a bit similar, as if she had really never seen herself, maybe it was because there were many people who were not easy to recognize, so she deliberately did so.

"Let's ask the girl to move and say a few words, just a few words." Wang Yuan said patiently.

Lan Xinhui thought for a while and turned to the few women beside her and said, "Sisters, since this son has something to say, I will leave for a while, and if Sister Chen Miao'er comes later, if you ask, you can help me talk about it." ”

"Go, go, we're here." Several women giggled and waved their hands.

Wang Yuan thanked him, walked out of the corridor and came to the back of the rockery in the distance, where no one stood still, and turned around to see Lan Xinhui carrying her skirt and carefully stepping on the grass.

"Miss Lan Xinhui, now you don't have to pretend that you don't know me, you know who I am." When Lan Xinhui walked over, Wang Yuan said in a cold voice.

"Pretend?" Lan Xinhui looked stunned, looked up at Wang Yuan's indifferent face and said, "What is the son talking about?" Why didn't the slave understand a word? ”

Wang Yuan said angrily: "Do you have to ask me to take out the bronze mirror and that strand of hair you gave me before I admit it?" You woman is so scheming, I didn't come to you to settle any accounts, but I just met by chance today, I just want to warn you, I have already known about your trick of using means to defraud people of money, and I warn you not to harm people again. If you still pretend not to know me, sooner or later I will expose your schemes for the money of others. ”

Lan Xinhui's face turned pale with fright, and she said in a trembling voice: "Prince Wang, what's wrong with you?" The slave doesn't know you, and the slave doesn't understand what you say. I'm sorry Childe, it's time for the slave to go back. ”

Lan Xinhui lowered her head and turned to leave, Wang Yuan was annoyed in her heart, grabbed her arm and shouted: "You pushed it all over, okay, I will immediately make your tricks public and teach you not to harm people from now on." ”

Lan Xinhui struggled to break free and said, "Let go of me, let go of me, if you don't let go, you'll have to call someone." ”

Wang Yuan said angrily: "You want to call someone, you shout, it just so happens that I also want to call someone to announce what you have done, let's shout together." ”

Lan Xinhui pulled her arm violently and wanted to break free, but Wang Yuan's hand held her arm tightly, she couldn't break free, and she was about to open her mouth to shout, when she suddenly heard a woman's voice on the side of the rockery teasing: "Oh, why did I disappear in a blink of an eye, it turned out that I would be good to hide here, tsk, I look like I am ice and jade on weekdays, but I am pretending, I can't hold it back for a while, okay, wow, I want to tell Nineteen Niang about it, and I want to ruin today's Pear Blossom Poetry Club." ”

Wang Yuan raised his eyes and saw a long-faced woman standing coldly beside the rockery looking at him, with a look of anger at the waist.

Lan Xinhui was about to cry angrily, and hurriedly explained: "Sister Yang Miao'er, it's not what you think, this prince is not...... Not mine...... He said he was just going to talk to me. ”

That Yang Miaoer is the head prostitute of the Xiangzhu Pavilion, and Lan Xinhui has never been on good terms. The stage is hard, and Lan Xinhui is very afraid of her.

"I've seen it all, hugged it all, and quibbled. Ay...... If you want to meet a lover, you should also pick a time, on such a grand occasion today, you are actually here and mingling with your good friends, what is it like. This is the Pear Blossom Pavilion, not your Autumn Moon Pavilion, how you hook up and fight in the Autumn Moon Pavilion, but it's not very good here. Oh yes...... Your Qiuyue Pavilion and Pear Flower Pavilion are not harmonious, this is a deliberate attempt to stir up the situation of Nineteen Niang, and make the Pear Flower Pavilion stink. Good intentions, this is a good idea, hooking up with people at the poetry meeting, if the officials of the DPRK and China present see it, it will naturally spread the wind in the future, and Li Xiangguo will know about it in the future, Feng Jiuniang will be punished, and naturally the next year's Pear Blossom Poetry Club will no longer fall into the Pear Blossom Pavilion. Good idea, what a second. Yang Miaoer laughed to her heart's content, and her two thin lips kept moving.

Wang Yuan didn't expect that a Yang Miaoer would suddenly come out to stir up the situation, and looking at this posture, it seemed that she was going to slander herself and Lan Xinhui for doing something unsightly here, if she talked nonsense, today's Pear Blossom Poetry Club would be afraid that it would be her own place to make a fool of herself, and she was afraid that she would be driven out of the pear orchard immediately.

"Sister Miao'er, you must not guess, how can there be such a thing, I and this prince have just met today, I don't believe you ask the prince."

Yang Miao'er sneered: "Ask him? He is your lover, so he will naturally help you talk, and he is too lazy to talk to you, so I will go to find Nineteen Niang and ask her to come and see how Lan Xinhui of the Autumn Moon Pavilion demolished her and ruined her affairs, how do you guess Feng Nineteen Niang will deal with you? I guess, she will lead someone to step on your Qiuyue Pavilion tonight, if your Aunt Mo Sanniang of the Qiuyue Pavilion doesn't kneel on the ground and kowtow to her, my Yang Miao'er's name is written upside down. ”

Yang Miao'er raised her feet and left, Lan Xinhui's face turned pale and her body staggered as if she was about to fall, Wang Yuan was busy supporting her, Lan Xinhui used all her strength to push Wang Yuan away, annoyed that Wang Yuan had put herself in such an embarrassing situation.

Although Wang Yuan has no interest in the contradictions between these Qingguan, Yang Miaoer's insistence on framing Lan Xinhui is actually dragging herself into the water, which is what Wang Yuan cannot tolerate. Seeing that Yang Miao'er was about to sue, Wang Yuan coughed and asked Yang Miao'er's back.

"This Yang Miao'er girl, are you going to denounce us?"

Yang Miaoer said: "Yes, a merry and talented man, others are thinking about composing poems in peace, you are hiding here and being merry, and your ass is afraid that you will be beaten by the board for a while." ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "I see, go so quickly, I can't wait." ”

Yang Miao'er stopped and looked at Wang Yuan with disdain: "Are you a cheap bone?" Urging me to denounce you. ”

Wang Yuan waved his hand and said, "You woman is too long-winded, why don't I accompany you?" Are you going to follow the trend of the Nineteen Niang to sue? I don't think there's a need to give us a way to live, I'll go directly to the two Xiangguo to confess, what do you think? ”

Yang Miao'er looked at Wang Yuan in amazement and said, "You idiot." ”

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "My brain is indeed a little bad, Miss Yang Miaoer has a good brain, you help me analyze the consequences; If I go to the two Xiangguo now and confess that Miss Miao'er and I have a tryst here, what will they do with us? ”

Yang Miao'er didn't understand, but Lan Xinhui, who was sitting on the ground, understood, and looked at Wang Yuan with wide eyes in surprise.

"What did you just say?" Yang Miaoer said.

"I said, I'm going to confess to you and me in front of the two prime ministers, how many times do you want me to say it?" Wang Yuan smiled.

"You...... With me? Yang Miao'er pointed at the tip of her nose, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Yes, of course you and me? Miss Lan Xinhui can see with her own eyes, you and I are here to pull and hug and hug and hug unsightly, and Miss Lan Xinhui is a witness. Wang Yuan smiled.

Lan Xinhui also pointed to her nose and said, "I'm a witness?" ”

Wang Yuan spread his hands and said: "Yes, either Miss Lan is a witness and accuses me and Miss Yang Miaoer of having a tryst here, or I have to let Miss Yang Miaoer be a witness to denounce me and you." Miss Lan chooses one, I don't care, anyway, the dirty water on my body has been splashed. ”