The young man who was talking to Mrs. Mo raised his head, saw Ye Xingyuan head-on, and saw that Mrs. Mo had a different color on her face, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

He has been chasing Mo Niangzi all these days, and he claims to be the flower messenger, which is the most sensitive in this regard. Mo Niangzi had a plan in her heart, and whispered: "This is Ye Gongzi, who is famous for his poems." ”

When it came to the three words "Ye Gongzi", Mrs. Mo was a little shy, as if she admired the great talent.

Although the goal in his heart seemed to be interested in others, the young man's expression did not change, and he only said lightly: "It turns out that he is Ye Xingyuan, but he is born with a good skin." ”

He is good friends with Zheng Keding, and he is a friend in a circle, of course Ye Xingyuan's name has long been heard. It's just that I've been busy pursuing Mo Niangzi for the past few days, and I want to talk about it after passing the limelight first, so as not to let Zheng Keding continue to be embarrassed, so I didn't care about Ye Xingyuan's side.

Mo Niangzi didn't seem to care about the young man's emotional changes, but seemed to be immersed in the little woman's thoughts and couldn't extricate herself, although she was shy, she still kept talking about Ye Xingyuan.

"Ye Gongzi is talented, and he treats people very gently, and he is also willing to treat each other with courtesy. When getting along with him, it was really like a spring breeze for the past two days, and the slave family wanted to find an opportunity to bring him food. ”

If her words were heard by Ye Xingyuan, she was afraid that she would laugh off her big teeth, when he met this fox, he always talked and drank on his lips, and he thought about each other in his heart, where is there anything like a spring breeze?

Of course, Mrs. Mo did it on purpose, she repeatedly threw and gave hugs, but Ye Xingyuan refused to accept it, and never believed her words, and she didn't even give a few points of good color, which made Mrs. Mo very shameless and her self-esteem was greatly hurt.

And the young man in front of him is surnamed Zhang, who is the talented prince of Fuxue Nanyuan, and he is also the only son of the Fuzun, with a noble status and a promising future.

The school is divided into Nanyuan and Beiyuan, Xiucai and Tongsheng are separated, and there are few contacts on weekdays, Ye Xingyuan has always only been in Beiyuan, so naturally he doesn't know Zhang Gongzi, who is the only one in Nanyuan.

After Mo Niangzi turned into a human body, she infiltrated the school as a maidservant and was sent by Professor Xu, and sometimes came and went. Zhang Gongzi met Mo Niangzi in the small garden one day, and was amazed, and since then he has been fascinated.

It is really that Mo Niangzi's magical powers in terms of charm and illusion are special and unique, and an eight-grade character like Professor Xu has not noticed anything abnormal, let alone Zhang Gongzi.

Today, Zhang Gongzi stopped Mo Niangzi from entanglement, and it was over after a few false snakes, but when she caught a glimpse of Ye Xingyuan passing by, she couldn't help but deliberately provoke Zhang Gongzi.

You have a kind of magic weapon to exorcise demons, and the old lady can't help you, but in this house, the old lady still has a way to clean you up! Mo Niangzi looked at Ye Xingyuan's back and thought hatefully, but her face showed a look of reluctance.

Life is like a drama, it all depends on acting skills! Not to mention that Mo Niangzi secretly added charm and magic to her acting skills, and the stimulation of Zhang Gongzi was multiplied.

Seeing that the person in his heart was absent-minded about him, but he was thinking about Ye Xingyuan, Zhang Gongzi's face became gloomy.

When Ye Xingyuan's back disappeared, Mo Niangzi suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "The slave family just remembered that Zhang Gongzi, your friend Zheng Gongzi, seems to be folded in the hands of this person, and the slave family should never talk about him." ”

After hurriedly saying a few more words, Mrs. Mo left without any nostalgia, and Zhang Gongzi was thoughtful.

In the afternoon of the same day, Ye Xingyuan received an invitation from Zhang Gongzi - or more like a war letter. Leaving aside the self-introduction and greetings of Lu Si Liliu, the central idea of this post is one sentence, "After the end of the hall today, I would like to meet with Your Excellency in the back garden of the school and enjoy the autumn colors together." ”

Ye Xingyuan savored the meaning revealed between the lines, if it is translated into the vernacular, it will probably be - wait at the school gate after school, don't run, don't tell the teacher!

Ye Xingyuan inquired, and he was even more confused, he didn't know how to offend this prince of the mansion? Could it be that he came to trouble himself for Zheng Keding's matter? It is indeed possible.

However, since he threw out nine poems to plug the mouths of the people, no one has mentioned the beating incident on the first day, why did Zhang Gongzi come to him at this time? Could it be that he silently waited for the limelight to pass before thinking of revenge?

It wasn't until Ye Xingyuan went to the back garden to see Zhang Gongzi's real person that he suddenly realized that the young man who was talking to Mo Niangzi was this Zhang Gongzi. Now Ye Xingyuan can be sure that nine out of nine are the fox spirit who is making trouble! Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?

Fu Yin's only son, an eighteen-year-old Xiucai, a talent, elegant and graceful, there are also a few poems, and he is even better at the piano, Zhang Gongzi has so many halos, and he is famous in Fucheng, so there are naturally many followers around him. If Zheng Keding is not injured, he can be regarded as his first dogleg.

Ye Xingyuan went around the rockery in the back garden, and when he saw the groups of three or five on the small bridge on the lake, he was shocked. I saw Zhang Gongzi sitting cross-legged on the ground in the Huxin Pavilion, playing with the suqin, so I relaxed a little. With such a literary style, it doesn't look like a group fight, as long as you don't use force, then you don't have to worry too much.

As soon as they walked into the lake, two people greeted them, looked Ye Xingyuan up and down, and said coldly: "You are Ye Xingyuan?

Ye Xingyuan was speechless, but he was the son of a prefect, his fame was just a show, and the pomp was very great, like a big man on the officialdom.

He was neither humble nor arrogant: "It was Zhang Gongzi who asked me to come, but I didn't know each other before, since Zhang Gongzi has something, then I will leave first." ”

In Ye Xingyuan's thoughts, no matter what the reason for looking for him, he didn't have anything to ask Zhang Gongzi for, so why bother to bow down and bow his head? If you have time to wait here, it is better to go back and read a few more books.

After finishing speaking, he really turned around and left, without dragging his feet in the slightest. The two were furious and were about to tear up, but Zhang Gongzi raised his head in the Huxin Pavilion and said lightly: "Since Ye Gongzi is here, please invite him in." ”

Zhang Gongzi also secretly scolded Ye Xingyuan in his heart that the people in the countryside did not understand the rules, but today he asked Ye Xingyuan to come to make it clear and let him retreat. If Ye Xingyuan left like this, wouldn't his efforts be in vain? I wanted to give him a dismount, but I didn't expect that the other party didn't care about him at all......

Ye Xingyuan walked with his sleeves brushed up, crossed the Jiuqu Bridge, didn't look at the rest of the idle people, went straight into the lake pavilion, and arched his hand casually at Zhang Gongzi, and greeted him very insincerely: "I have heard the name of Zhang Gongzi for a long time, and it is an honor to meet today." I don't know what to advise?"

He didn't aggrieve himself, so he sat down on the stone bench opposite Zhang Gongzi, picked up the fragrant tea brought by the maid next to him, tasted it, and only felt sweet and sweet, full of relish, but it was good tea!

Zhang Gongzi glanced at him, let go of the strings, and slowly stood up with the help of the scholar beside him. On the other side, the maid held the gold silk embroidery mat and spread it on the stone bench, he sat down with Shi Shiran, stretched out his hand and pointed at the tea cup in Ye Xingyuan's hand, and said with a light smile: "This tea is called Qingxue, produced in the cliff of the Lietian Mountain, 30,000 miles away from this, the tea picker hangs down on the top of the Qianzhang Peak with a rope, so that he can pick. ”

It turned out that this was the well-known Qingxue tea, Ye Xingyuan was secretly speechless, and the prefect was really rich. The next grade of this tea is sold for twenty taels of silver a pound in the world, and I have the opportunity to drink a few more sips today.

"The so-called people die for money, birds die for food, if the tea picker is not greedy for his heavy profits, he will not die under the cliff. Zhang Gongzi continued, his tone was calm, saying that people live and die without any compassion.

He seemed to be hinting at something, Ye Xingyuan guessed that the other party was talking to him, but he was a little confused, what did the fox spirit say to this Zhang Gongzi?

I had to say vaguely: "The tea picker takes risks for profit, just for his livelihood, if he is as rich as Zhang Gongzi, naturally there is no need to do this." If everyone is rich, we won't be able to drink this famous snow tea. ”

You can't drink it in the first place, this tea is mine! Zhang Gongzi couldn't help but complain in his heart, only felt that Ye Xingyuan was deliberately pretending to be stupid, so he could only say patiently: "So in this world, there are people who pick tea and there are people who drink tea, and this is the number of days." Ye Gongzi, you are a peerless poet, and you must be a smart person, you should understand this truth, but I don't know if you want to be a tea drinker or a tea picker?"

What did he mean by talking in a twist and turn? Of course Ye Xingyuan should be a tea drinker, there is no doubt about it, but the question of this prefect is obviously not so straightforward, what does he want to say to himself?

Ye Xingyuan pondered: "Actually, after listening to what Zhang Gongzi said, although this Qingxue tea is good, it contains the blood and tears of the tea pickers, and the taste of drinking it is not so good." If it is according to my wishes, it is the right way to let people all over the world not have to take the risk of picking tea. ”

Zhang Gongzi was irritable, he raised his hand, and the well-behaved maid next to him immediately picked up his Yaoqin and gently placed it on the stone table.

Zhang Gongzi was bored and plucked the strings, buzzing, and speaking with a bit of a golden stone voice, "Ye Gongzi, in today's world, scientific research is the right way."

Tang Shiyan, the first genius of Hanjiang Mansion, was not under you when he was a teenager, but it was a pity that he offended people who should not be offended, but now he is just a talent. Have you figured it out?"

Is this threatening me? Ye Xingyuan was stunned, but he still didn't understand what the prefect was going to threaten him to do, as for Tang Shiyan's gossip, he didn't have time to care about it for a while.

Zhang Gongzi has another idea, in his opinion, Ye Xingyuan and Mo Niangzi hooked up and knew each other. He said it so clearly, Ye Xingyuan was still pretending to be confused, and he really didn't give him face.

Zhang Gongzi, who has always said the same, is really too lazy to accompany Ye Xingyuan to continue to pretend to be stupid. At that moment, he snorted coldly, his fingers quickly plucked the strings, and said slowly: "Obsessed!

The sound of the piano was loud, and Ye Xingyuan only felt a bang in his head, and a sense of déjà vu came to him. This is the pure heart holy sound! Zhang Gongzi fused the sound of the piano with the pure heart holy sound, and he actually wanted to brainwash him when he came up.