Kong Yingda's residence is in Chongyifang, close to Wannian County. If you walk from Wang Zi'an, it's really not that close. But with Lao Li's carriage on his way, it wouldn't take long.
In less than half an hour, the car paused and stopped.
"We're here, come down-"
Li Shimin jumped down from the carriage, stamped his feet, bared his teeth, rubbed his hands that were almost stiff from the cold, and shouted to Wang Zi'an.
"Lao Li, your car is really nice. It's high-end and warm. It even comes with tea and cakes. It's so luxurious. It's so luxurious..."
Li Shimin:...
Wang Zi'an said, opened the curtain from the carriage, jumped down from the carriage, stuffed the last piece of pastry into his mouth, clapped his hands, and looked at the surrounding environment refreshed.
After looking at it for a long time, he turned his head in surprise.
"I said, Lao Li, where did you drag us here? It looks like a back door here..."
"Good taste! This is the back door of the Kong family. How about it? It's beautiful, isn't it?"
I'm pretty your size!
There is only a side door for people to enter and exit, and there is not even a majestic big stone lion.
"We left the good door open, why are we here?"
Wang Zi'an complained angrily.
"Low-key, low-key, don't you big guys like this kind of tone..."
Li Shimin deliberately laughed and got up to call the door.
"You're so low-key, Lao Li couldn't have remembered the wrong way -"
Wang Zi'an looked at the surrounding environment carefully.
"Are you sure this is Kong Jijiu's house?"
"You can find out if you just ask."
While he was talking, Li Shimin had already opened the side door, and a thin old steward with a beard just asked a few questions and welcomed the two people in with respect.
"The master of the house is waiting for guests in front, please come with me -"
This was the first time Wang Zi'an entered the courtyard of such a wealthy family, and he looked around curiously.
After walking around the kitchen, through the back garden, and walking a long way, I saw Kong Yingda and a man in his forties, with three strands of beard and a slender face, hurriedly approaching him. come out.
"Dong Li, Xiaoyou Wang, you two are so happy to come to this humble house!"
"I, Yu Zhining, have met two of them. This handsome young man is Prince An—Wang Xiaoyou, whose plum blossoms come from the bitter cold, right? He is indeed very handsome!"
The latter also smiled and stepped forward to greet him, looking up and down Wang Zi'an curiously with a pair of narrow eyes.
What nonsense are you talking about?
The prince was in a good mood when he settled down. The old man had a good sense!
But what the hell is Wang Zi'an, whose fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold? Did I have a title without knowing it?
In his previous life, he had heard from his teacher that the ancients liked to add a prefix in front of famous poets to express their recognition of the poet.
For example, Lin Junfu with sparse shadows slanting across the clear water, or Zhang Xian with shadows of flowers and flowers as the moon breaks.
Now I have received this kind of treatment without knowing it. I am indeed a genius!
Wang Zi'an smiled kindly and nodded at the other party.
Yu Zhining?
This name sounds familiar. Could it be that he is some kind of boss-level figure?
Just as the two were sizing each other up, Kong Yingda had already extended his hand in front of him.
"There are some young people in front of us, it's a bit chaotic. Mr. Li, Mr. Wang, please follow me upstairs to talk -"
Am I not a young man?
I don’t want to chat with you bunch of bad old men either.
Wang Zi'an complained in his heart, but still followed him upstairs obediently.
The upstairs was indeed clean. Apart from Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining, there were only two guests, Li Shimin and Wang Zi'an, plus a few servants waiting on the side.
"I would like to introduce to you, the person next to me is my best friend, the current Minister of Zhongshu, Prince Zhan Shi Yu Zhining, this is Li Dongjia, this young brother, I will give you The often-mentioned young hero—Wang Zi’an.”
Prince Zhan is in charge of Zhining!
When Prince Zhan Shi and Yu Zhining came together, the memory in Wang Zi'an's mind suddenly came through.
Yu Zhining!
Is this the teacher of Li Chengqian's unlucky prince, and later the famous Prime Minister Yu Zhining?
Another prime minister-level big shot!
This is the second prime minister-level boss he has seen since arriving in the Tang Dynasty, besides Ma Zhou. Wang Zi'an was looking at Yu Zhining curiously, and Yu Zhining was also looking at Wang Zi'an curiously.
He has a handsome figure and clear eyebrows. He is truly a peerless young man.
Judging from his age, he was no more than seventeen or eighty-nine years old, but his every move showed an air of elegance, and he was definitely not a person from troubled times.
It really doesn't look like the temperament that this age group should have. It's really weird.
Although the food at Kong Yingda's place is not as delicious as his own, and the wine is not as good as his own, the people here are nice to talk to.
Especially this Yu Zhining, who caught himself praising himself in all kinds of ways.
What a talented young man, what a great calligrapher, what a talented poet, what kind of rift in the chest——
This is great!
In my previous life, when I was a scumbag in school, my class teacher never imagined that I would be where I am today.
Sure enough, life is like a dream, and gold always shines!
Tea is definitely not allowed to be drunk, but water is not enough. Especially at noon, he drank Erguotou. During the passionate conversation with Yu Zhining, the prince was so happy that he drank one cup after another.
Until - urgent urination...
"The toilet is not far downstairs. I will ask someone to take you there..."
"Well, ahem, there's no need for this -"
Wang Zi'an quickly declined Kong Yingda's kindness. Although he had traveled through time for almost half a year, he had always been self-reliant and had not yet succeeded in becoming a boss who needed help even when going to the toilet.
He was worried that someone would be waiting outside and he wouldn't be able to urinate...
It was a small matter in the first place, and Kong Yingda didn't force it.
Wang Zi'an went all the way downstairs, walked all the way to the corner of the courtyard, and finished draining the water comfortably. As soon as he packed up his clothes and walked out of the toilet door, he heard a surprising and unexpected sound in his ears.
"Wang - Wang Zi'an?!"
Did you meet an acquaintance?
Wang Zi'an raised his head and looked at the other party in surprise.
A young man about the same age as himself, dressed in brocade clothes, with warm jade hanging around his waist, and a light robe, he looked particularly energetic and handsome.
do not know!
"Who are you--"
Wang Zi'an stopped and looked at the other person up and down.
"Ah--"
Seeing Wang Zi'an pretending not to know him, the man in brocade seemed to be greatly insulted. He laughed angrily and looked at Wang Zi'an with disdain.
"Why, I feel that I can sneak into the poetry meeting held by Confucius University, so I feel that I am different from what I used to be? Isn't that the country bumpkin who was born into a rich country man? Isn't that the one who dropped out of school midway? Waste?"
Wang Zi’an:……
I'm afraid this is not a disease!
After finally traveling to the Tang Dynasty, is it still possible to avoid the mundane slap-in-the-face plot at a class reunion in the previous life?
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but complain crazily and threw him a word coldly.
"roll--"
