Tomorrow......

Wang Chuan couldn't help but ask curiously: "Gong Liu, who is the Weng Mansion?" ”

"What ...... this Wengfu do?"

Liu Pu's voice paused slightly, and he groaned slightly, if it was someone else, he would not say more than half a word, but Wang Chuan was different.

He has an unlimited future, even if he is temporarily mixed under the table now, but with his attainments and talent in tea ceremony and poetry, he will definitely flourish in the future.

And such a young man, who is not arrogant and arrogant, is like a man of virtue in the sky and an underground, Liu Pu is willing to mention a few more words to him.

"Although the name of Wengfu is not obvious, the owner of Wengfu is an old gentleman who is highly respected and knowledgeable.

Although he is now famous, he is still very famous in the city......"

Zhishi?

Wang Chuan keenly captured the key words, and Zhishi means retirement, indicating that this old man has been in the court before.

Liu Pu paused, lowered his voice and continued: "Especially ...... Weng Lao's disciples and students have now grown up and are spread across half of the temple. ”

Hiss! Have students all over the world!

Party strife!

Wang Chuan suddenly realized the importance of Weng Lao, no wonder the Nine Yin Sect and the Qing Gang had been staring at Weng Mansion all along.

Such a person, even if he is retired, still has a very strong voice, which can influence some people's decisions and influence some people's thoughts.

No wonder......

Seeing that he seemed to have an understanding, Liu Pu secretly praised his intelligence and cleverness in his heart, and then laughed out loud, changed the topic, and said no more.

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"Thank you Liu Gong for the order." Wang Chuan thanked him, and then asked, "Gong Liu, what is the invitation of the Weng Mansion this time?" ”

"Oh, this, it's okay to say it in advance, it's that Weng Lao has a granddaughter, and he likes poetry and poetry the most on weekdays, so Weng Lao wants to find someone to teach at home.

His granddaughter is now twenty-eight years old, she is in the prime of her life, and her temperament is a little eccentric, and she can't sit still, so she specially instructed her to find a young man. ”

Wang Chuan: "......"

There was a look of astonishment in his eyes, and he suddenly understood what Liu Pu's meaningful eyes just now meant.

On the Weng Mansion's side, I actually found a teacher for my granddaughter, although now that the Tang Dynasty is open, there are no different rules for men and women, but right...... Why do you always feel so weird?

Hey, whatever, I'll talk about it then.

Wang Chuan didn't think about it, anyway, he had already finished the things that Qin Hanyang had explained.

Subsequently, the two chatted a little more along the lakeside path, during which Liu Pu took the opportunity to ask Wang Chuan for a new tea ceremony, and was shocked again.

It wasn't until the bright moon hung on the branches and the night was deep that the two said goodbye.

Liu Pu didn't know where to sleep, as for Wang Chuan......

Ahem, he was going to see if Ning Xiang was really that fragrant.

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Piaoxiang Garden, a small courtyard.

The sound of warblers and swallows came from the courtyard, and they could be heard from afar.

"Sister's skin is really white, and my sister is envious, but what method is used to maintain it?" A beautiful woman asked towards Ning Xiang.

Hearing this, Ning Xiang smiled slightly, and whispered: "Where is there any way, it's just that my father and mother gave me a good skin." ”

"It turns out that my sister is naturally beautiful." The man continued to tout.

Hearing this, Ning Xiang didn't answer again, just smiled and didn't say anything.

The person who spoke at the right time was a popular person in Piaoxiangyuan, and he used to disdain her and didn't look at her.

But now it is different, since the small hall came out, first the mother in the garden came over, a burst of cold and warmth, and then a group of popular people accompanied back to the small courtyard, the words were full of praise and envy.

Why is that?

Since it is because of Wang Chuan.

A great poet full of wealth, this is the most popular existence in the north.

As the saying goes, mothers are expensive by their sons, and prostitutes are expensive by poetry, if they can please and get a gift poem, then the value will be different immediately.

Ning Xiang didn't have this opportunity before, and it wasn't her turn, but now that she has picked up such a big bargain, she will definitely hold it in her hands.

Ning Xiang's beautiful eyes swept around the courtyard, looking at this group of prodigal hooves who had nothing to say and couldn't leave, and secretly sneered in her heart.

"Huh! The old lady still doesn't know what you're planning? Do you really think that with just a few looks and talents, you can hook up Wang Lang away?

Bah! A group of superficial goods who have no eyesight, how can Wang Lang be such a vulgar person? ”

She twisted her waist, unconsciously raised her neck, and thought proudly: "The seventy-two skills that the old lady has learned, she is proficient in everything, and she is quite confident in the whole of Chang'an, what do you compare?" ”

As soon as such thoughts flashed through their hearts, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the courtyard, and everyone looked out together, only to see Wang Chuan striding towards it.

He has been in the gang all year round, although he is not as strong as Lei Duo, but he is still strong.

After being promoted to the ninth grade, the spirit and spirit ushered in a transformation, and the temperament of the whole person was even more extraordinary.

Suddenly, many people were confused, and their legs tightened subconsciously.

Ning Xiang had already gotten up at this time, twisted her waist and pasted it, grabbed Wang Chuan's arm and rubbed it three times, and said softly and glutinously: "Wang Lang is so slow to come, wait for the slave family." ”

"Oh? Sister Ningxiang, can't wait? Wang Chuan chuckled.

Subsequently, the two followed each other straight into the boudoir, and then the Spring Festival did not change for a moment, and 30,000 words were omitted here.

As for the people outside the courtyard, they had to leave in despair and sadness, full of envy and jealousy.

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……

Half an hour ago.

Taiping Fang.

Syllable!

A crisp and loud slap resounded abruptly in the room.

The young man knelt on one knee, his cheeks were hot, but he did not dare to move, and said in a trembling voice:

"Ten thousand deaths, disciple!"

The black-robed man was no longer calm as before, and he roared like thunder, "Waste! A bunch of rubbish! This is the boy you are looking for? That's what you're saying that nothing can go wrong?!

Rubbish! You deserve to die! ”

"Master is angry, disciple, disciple really didn't expect that Wang Chuan would still have a talent for poetry, this, this ......"

"Shut up!" The black-robed man scolded sharply.

He took a few breaths, his eyes kept flickering, and now the plan at the poetry meeting was once again destroyed by Wang Chuan, and the Nine Yin Sect instantly fell into passivity.

Damn it!

The black-robed man's gloomy face suddenly flashed with a fierce look.

"Kill him! He must not be allowed to go to Weng's Mansion! ”

"Yes, disciple, let's do it!" The young man said in a deep voice.

"Be careful and don't make it too big." The black-robed man admonished.

Hearing this, the young man immediately replied: "Master, please rest assured, that kid has just entered the product, and it won't take much effort to kill him, and it won't take much effort to solve it." ”

"Don't let me down again, get out."

The black-robed man waved his hand as if he were chasing a fly, and the young man was very frightened, and when he heard this, he hurried out.

So, in the hut, only the black-robed man was left alone.

He sat in his chair, rubbing his brows slowly, only to feel extremely irritable.

I wanted to blend into the Weng Mansion and slowly figure it out, but I didn't want to go out of such a way.

Now it seems that the only way to do this is to use some risky tactics!

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