"How can a lowly person like me be worthy of being friends with Jiang Gongzi?"

As Bai Wan'er spoke, she stared at Jiang Chen with low self-esteem and expectation.

"Origins are not something we can choose ourselves. But we can choose what kind of person we want to be and what kind of people we want to make friends with. ”

Jiang Chen gave Bai Wan'er an encouraging smile, then patted her fragrant shoulder and said, "You are not only my friend of Jiang Chen, but also my founding disciple, do you know?" ”

"Yes, Master! Hehe~! ”

Bai Wan'er's lonely heart seemed to have suddenly found support and sustenance at this moment, and she smiled very happily.

After laughing, she thought of the stories of those talented and beautiful women, and couldn't help but say coquettishly to Jiang Chen:

"Master, can you write a poem for me? I'm still a Qing official, and no one has written a poem for me yet! ”

Writing poetry?

Jiang Chen is not afraid of reciting poems, anyway, he has a complete memory of his past life in his mind, but if he can write, he is very unconfident in his brush words.

After a little embarrassment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded: "Okay, you can have a good meal for the teacher." As a teacher, I will write poems for you in the afternoon! ”

"It's a deal!"

Bai Wan'er looked excited, and directly took the money she earned and ordered a table for two taels of silver.

Jiang Chen was not polite, and after eating a full meal, he went out to find a craftsman to make dipping pens and pencils.

……

An hour later.

Seeing that Jiang Chen hadn't come back, Bai Wan'er couldn't help but ask Qing'er to go out and check it out.

But before Qing'er could go out, Zhou's mother walked into the house with a happy face and said to Bai Wan'er:

"Girl, you're famous! Wang Yanei came with a few noble sons, saying that he wanted to listen to the girl sing that new song! ”

"I'm waiting for Jiang Gongzi, you can apologize to the nobles for me."

Bai Wan'er directly shook her head and refused.

"This can't be done, girl!"

Mother Zhou directly changed her face and reminded: "That Wang Yanei's name is Wang Zhao, his father is Wang Zhongyu, and his brother-in-law is Cai Xianggong of the dynasty, how can this kind of character refuse?" ”

When Qing'er on the side heard this, she knew that Mother Zhou must have taken the benefits of others, and couldn't help but sneer: "Mother Zhou, don't scare people."

Since the girl lives in this Xuemei Garden, she has an identity, and whoever comes by him is to see each other, and if you don't think about it, you won't see it. Could it be that in the eyes of Zhou's mother, the girl is not as good as everyone Xie next door? ”

This......

Mother Zhou glared at Qing'er in annoyance, so she had to go out and send Wang Zhao and a few people away with a smile.

Although Wang Zhao was dissatisfied, he was not good at using strength in Wangyue Tower, so he had to leave depressed.

But just a few steps away, I saw Jiang Chen swaggering into Xuemei Garden.

This made Wang Zhao directly angry, staring at Zhou's mother with unkind eyes and asking, "Who is that person?" Why is it that he can go in, but I can't? ”

"That's Jiang Gongzi, I went to teach the white girl to sing the song, and the new song that the white girl sang was composed by Jiang Gongzi."

Although Zhou's mother knew that Jiang Chen was not teaching singing this time, she still smiled and sloppily eyes.

"Oh, I see!"

When Wang Zhao heard this, he lost his temper.

But at this moment, Lu Wenbin, who had been following Jiang Chen all the way, suddenly spoke in a strange way:

"What teaches singing? I saw a few strange things made by the craftsman surnamed Jiang just now, so I guess I'm pleasing the white girl at the moment, right? It's really close to the water, and the building gets the moon first! ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Zhao's somewhat gloomy face, shook his head and sighed:

"Alas! This surnamed Jiang is really a good blessing!

Not only does the lady and the maid look beautiful and beautiful, but the cousin next to her has the appearance of Zhaojun, and now there is a white girl who looks like a fairy, which is really enviable! ”

The country is fragrant?

The appearance of Zhaojun?

When Wang Zhao heard this, his eyes instantly glowed green, and he stared at Lu Wenbin and asked, "What you said is true?" Are the women around Jiang Chen really so beautiful? ”

"Of course!"

Lu Wenbin showed a wicked smile on his face, and leaned closer and said: "Wang Yanei, the surname Jiang lives in Reed Lane in the outer city, and Wang Yanei's brother Wang Shiyuan is the chief there, you can find out if it's true or false when you ask!" ”

"Well, you're good."

Wang Zhao patted Lu Wenbin's shoulder with a smile, and then turned away.

After arriving in a secluded corner, he instructed the chief beside him: "You go and tell Wang Shiyuan that no matter what method he uses, he must send those little ladies to me within two days!" ”

"This ......"

Chang Sui looked embarrassed and persuaded: "Young master, the surname Jiang is quite famous now, and he is a member of the book club, will moving his family affect your reputation?" ”

"Humph! Ben Gongzi looks up to his woman, that's his blessing. If he dares to ignore the lift, he will pull out his tongue so that he will not even be able to speak in the future! ”

Wang Zhao snorted coldly and left quickly.

……

Jiang Chen didn't know at the moment that his wife and quasi-concubine had been called by the king, and he was writing poems for Bai Wan'er with a dipping pen made by a skillful craftsman:

"Half mortal heart and half immortal, moth eyebrows empty for a thousand years.

It is difficult to break the dust and dust when the bridge is broken, and the front edge of the West Lake continues. ”

"Master, are you writing a poem for me? I'm not really a white lady. ”

Bai Wan'er pouted dissatisfied, and was secretly surprised when she looked at the strange pen in Jiang Chen's hand.

"Nope! From today on, you are the White Lady, and the White Lady is you!

Come, sit down, Master will draw a sketch for you, and then hang it in the house with this poem, so that you will be very popular! ”

Jiang Chen ignored Bai Wan'er's dissatisfaction, and after putting her in a delicate and charming pose, he began to draw with a pencil.

Since he planned to cling to the great eunuch Yang Jian, he wanted to have a background that was enough to protect himself.

He didn't dare to think about the imperial examination, but he was good at sketching, but he planned to try the examination of the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting, and wanted to seize the time to get his feeling back.

"Master, you still paint?"

Bai Wan'er's beautiful eyes showed a look of expectation.

"Of course! Your master and I will learn a lot, and you will learn some in the future. ”

Jiang Chen was chatting with Bai Wan'er while painting.

It wasn't until Bai Wan'er's surprised laughter sounded in the house that she left with a stinky face.

……

At dusk.

Jiang Chen, who was shaking a folding fan and changing his outfit from head to toe, came to the tavern at the mouth of Reed Alley with his cousin who was carrying a large bag and a small bag under the watchful eye of the hanged ghost Lu Wenbin.

Seeing Wang Bao Dama Jindao sitting in his old position, Jiang Chen walked over with a pot of wine and two catties of cooked beef, and handed it to him with a smile:

"Baochang Wang, I got some more reward today, so I bought a few catties of cooked beef for you to drink, please use it slowly."

"Hmm!"

Wang Baochang nodded arrogantly, then looked at Jiang Chen with a strange gaze and said, "Jiang Gongzi, congratulations, you are lucky this time!" ”

……