Yuan Jiang sat on the rosewood chair casually with Erlang's legs crossed, stretched out his hand, and just wanted to take a sip of the teacup, only to hear Uncle Liu, who came in a hurry, report, "Son, the brothers Taoqiuhong, He Hao and Zheng Tai from the plains have come to pay a visit, and I have accepted their gifts and stopped people at the door according to your instructions." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"You've done a great job!" Yuan Jiang nodded with satisfaction, and asked without raising his eyelids, "Did the four of them go back?" ”

"Not only did the four of them not go back, but each of them gave me a bag of coins and asked me to say a few more kind words in front of you." Uncle Liu smiled, took out four bags of coins from his arms, carefully placed them in front of Yuan Jiang's table, and then bowed back, "This is what they gave me, and I ask you to take a look." ”

Yuan Jiang took a sip of tea, shook his head and smiled: "Since they gave it to you, then take it!" ”

Uncle Liu was not hypocritical, he made a long gesture and said, "I only think that the son will reward the subordinates!" ”

Yuan Jiang smiled and said nothing.

It didn't take long for a little guy in brown linen clothes to suddenly come out of the door, squeezing his eyebrows at Uncle Liu, but he didn't pay attention to Yuan Jiang who was drinking tea in the hall.

"This ...... Son! Uncle Liu glared at the little guy, and smiled awkwardly at Yuan Jiang from behind, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

The little guy in brown linen clothes noticed Yuan Jiang at this time, and he was so frightened that he stood in place, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Yuan Jiang beckoned, motioned for the little guy to come into the hall, and then asked, "What's the matter with your housekeeper Liu?" ”

The little guy kowtowed and saluted, and replied respectfully: "Back to Gongzi's words, there is a person outside the door who calls himself Lord Yan, leading an old man surnamed Ma, who does not throw a name thorn or bring a congratulatory gift, but wants to meet Gongzi, but is stopped by us outside the door. ”

Yuan Jiang blinked suspiciously, "Didn't I just come back from the banquet from Lord Yan's, do you still want to invite me to go?" ”

Uncle Liu on the side suddenly interjected, "Childe, I think the old man surnamed Ma is the purpose of Master Yan's trip." ”

"You have a point." Yuan Jiang stood up, with his hands behind him, pacing back and forth in the hall, and suddenly a name flashed in his mind, and in surprise, he couldn't help blurting out, "Ma Riyan?!" ”

Outside the gate of Yuan's mansion, Yuan Jiang really saw Ma Riyan, who was described as withered, and of course, the four pseudo-wise men with dead skins.

Tao Qiuhong and the other four pseudo-wise men suddenly opened the gate of the Yuan Mansion, and out of it came a handsome prince dressed in a white daku, with a purple gilt belt tied around his waist, a red sachet on the right, and a Qingfeng sword on the left--it was Yuan Jiang who had met at the banquet in the Yan Mansion not long ago.

The four pseudo-wise men scrambled forward, surrounding Yuan Jiang in the middle, and they all smiled with shy faces: "Yuan Gongzi, don't come to harm!" We've been waiting here for a long time! ”

Yuan Jiang pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Who are you, who seem to know me well?" ”

He Hao's old face salivated, and he said with a smile: "Gongzi is really a noble person who forgets things, didn't we meet in Lord Yan's mansion not long ago, have you forgotten?" ”

Yuan Jiang pondered for a long time, suddenly, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Oh, I remember, you are He Hao, He Yilang." ”

Hearing that Yuan Jiang also called him He Yilang, He Hao smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum, "In front of Gongzi, how dare I call him Yilang, Gongzi, you still call me by my name." ”

The banter in Yuan Jiang's eyes became stronger and stronger, "He Yilang is too modest, and Fang Cai's son suddenly remembered that He Yilang seems to have promised me one thing, but it has not been fulfilled so far." ”

He Hao asked, "I don't know what the son said?" ”

Yuan Jiang put his hands behind his back, walked forward, and said loudly: "I remember that in the mansion of Lord Yan, He Yilang once said that as long as the poems written by this son are better than his, he will kowtow to me to make amends." ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Jiang turned around and asked He Hao, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"This ......"

He Hao's right hand slowly brushed his forehead, wiping away several layers of sweat, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Yuan Jiang's eyebrows raised slightly, and he asked in a cold voice: "Could it be that He Yilang is also a noble person who forgets things?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Liu behind Yuan Jiang suddenly let out a low shout, and more than a dozen family members with swords in their hands rushed out of the mansion, all of them with fierce and vicious appearances, which frightened the other three pseudo-wise men to hurriedly lean together and tremble.

And He Hao fell to the ground with a "plop", kowtowing like pounding garlic, "Son, spare your life, Childe!" ”

Yuan Jiang waved his sleeve robe and said coldly: "Come, invite these four pseudo-wise men to the firewood room, and wait for me to return to my father, and then make a decision!" ”

"Whoa!"

All the family members sang in unison, rushed up, captured He Hao and the other four, and escorted them into the firewood room of Yuan's mansion.

Tao Qiuhong wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he was directly forcibly gagged with a snowball by a black-faced family, and he could only wail a few times in pain.

At this time, Yan Xiang, who had been watching the play beside him, walked forward quickly and persuaded, "Childe, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for you to do this, right?" If the lord finds out about this......"

Yuan Jiang shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is what my father asked me to do, what will a pseudo-wise man like He Hao do in addition to selling his reputation and reputation?" Staying in our Huainan is also a scourge, so it's better to clean it up as soon as possible, so as to save you the annoyance of watching. ”

I didn't expect Yuan Jiang to be so reckless, Yan Xiang and Ma Riyan beside him glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads with a wry smile.

Yuan Jiang said: "I don't like people who don't have literary talents, but they want to show off their literary talents." However, for a low-key wise man like Matthew, I would like to be treated as a guest. ”

"How did Childe know about me?"

Ma Riyan's cloudy eyes were full of surprise, he didn't remember where he had seen Yuan Jiang.

Yuan Jiang smiled, "The virtuous name of Ma Taifu, Tu Gao has heard of it since he was a child, and he knows that Ma Taifu is temporarily living in Shouchun, so today I heard that someone came to report that Master Yan led an elder surnamed Ma to the door, and I knew that it was Ma Taifu who personally came to the cold house." ”

Yuan Jiang said that he deliberately devalued himself as worthless to take care of Ma Riyan's face, so that Ma Riyan's self-esteem was never satisfied, and a chrysanthemum-like smile instantly bloomed on his face.

Ma Riyan said a little flutteringly: "I asked Yuan Gongzi a master who is a corporal of Lixian, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, and I feasted my eyes on the old man." ”

Yuan Jiang respectfully retreated to the side of the road, leaned forward slightly, bent down, slowly stretched out his right hand, made a standard "please" gesture, and said to Ma Riyan: "Mrs. Ma, it's cold outside, please talk about it!" ”

Not only Yan Xiang, but even Uncle Liu, who had always known Yuan Jiang's character, was stunned, why the prince was so polite to Ma Riyan, the unworthy Taifu, could be called incredible.

Ma Riyan was a little flattered, and hurriedly helped Yuan Jiang up, "The son's courtesy is heavy, and the old man deserves it." ”

Yuan Jiang smiled: "It should be, it should be!" ”