Li Shimin really couldn't stand it anymore.
"Let's go, let's go. It's getting late. Where's Zian? Let's go back quickly..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Lao Li, your road is getting narrower and narrower.
Don’t you have any energy at all in your wink?
Didn't you see that this young master is hooking up with a girl?
"In this case, I won't stay any longer. You two are welcome to come often -"
The emperor wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to stay.
Seeing that her wish had been initially fulfilled, Kong Yingda was in a good mood and bid farewell to the two of them with a smile on her face.
Wang Zi’an:……
Lao Kong, did I say I was leaving?
Are you also so lackluster?
"Miss Ling'er, we'll see you later -"
The owner has sent it out, so I can't just hang on and leave. Prince An reluctantly waved goodbye to the girl, and almost said "Sayanara".
Li Shimin flicked his riding whip hard and left faster than when he came.
If I had known this, I wouldn't have dragged the boy here today.
Kong Yingda, this old man, is really cunning and cunning, but I thought he was an upright gentleman!
For the first time, Li Shimin didn't have dinner at Wang Zi'an's place and hurried back. Stop saying anything and go back to the palace to educate your daughter. If you don't work harder, this prince-in-law will really fly away.
Changle, if it really doesn’t work, Aye can only give up on you.
While driving the carriage, Li Shimin wondered which other daughter in his family could catch the eye of this brat.
Wang Zi'an came back from the toilet and turned around to take a look.
Hey!
The garlic sprouts next to the stove are gone!
The two jars of fruit wine and the jar of Erguotou placed under the table were also missing!
No wonder I couldn't even find the porcelain jar that held Dongpo's elbow that day. It seemed that this old boy had most likely taken him away.
Sure enough, the pretty boy has no good intentions.
Lao Li, you are a bitch. You can't learn from that old guy like Lao Cheng.
…
The twilight is closing, and from far to near, Chang'an City is slowly immersed in the night.
And everything that happened at Kong Yingda's poetry meeting began to gradually ferment and spread in the dark, and with the deliberate promotion of thoughtful people, various versions were formed.
But Wang Zi'an's reputation was completely resounding.
The most typical manifestation is that that night, the songs in all the brothels were replaced by a few poems written by Wang Zi Anxin.
There are melodious songs everywhere in Pingkangfang. Here it is "The light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass is far away but there is nothing up close...", and there is "I hate having fun all my life, but I am willing to love a daughter with a light smile..." , especially the latter, is especially loved by guests.
Boss, who doesn't like such a pretentious tone?
In Changxingfang, the palace.
Wang Tong knelt straight on the ground, his face pale.
The head of the family, Wang Yan, had a faint look of anger in his eyes.
"Just because of some trivial old grudges and unnecessary quarrels, you can quarrel with others at the Kong family banquet regardless of dignity? How do you make people treat me, the children of the Wang family? You have embarrassed our Wang family. It’s over!”
Feeling the owner's anger at close range, Wang Tong's face turned pale and his body was trembling.
"What happened today, do you know where you went wrong?"
Wang Yan calmed down the anger in his heart a little and looked at this relatively talented young man in the clan.
"You shouldn't go against that Prince An..."
Wang Tong's face turned pale. He was not stupid. Now he calmed down and thought about it. The reason why he was so out of control was because he was tricked.
It's one thing for Wang Zi'an to provoke the thief deliberately, but Cui Zihao, that bastard, doesn't have any good intentions either. He is being used as a gun.
"It seems like you still don't understand."
Looking at Wang Tong with a miserable expression, Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Even if Wang Zi'an has some talent and knowledge, what can he do? He is just the son of a rich country man. If our Wang family wants to deal with him, there are always opportunities. What's the difference between dealing with a trash fish? If you are wrong, you are wrong. Now, I have a irritable temper and no calmness in my heart——"
When Wang Tong heard this, his body suddenly shook and he knocked his head deeply to the ground.
"Thank you, Master, for your teachings. My nephew realizes his mistake!"
"Well, go down and reflect. You are not allowed to go out for a month."
Looking at Wang Tong's dejected back, a clan elder couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Then Wang Zi'an dared to humiliate my children of the Wang family in public. It seems that he doesn't take our Wang family seriously. How can we just sit back and watch him be so arrogant and arrogant-"
"Be calm and don't be impatient - this son has become famous now, and he also has the great responsibility of caring for Li Shu. Don't touch him lightly. Not only can you not touch him, but you must also give him a helping hand..."
Wang Yan gently put down the tea cup in his hand and ordered calmly.
"Tomorrow, let the younger generation of the clan go out, bring some clothes and food, and go help the homeless people. Our Wang family is a family that accumulates good deeds and helps those in need. We are always happy to see the results. How can we fall behind others? …”
This similar scene was quietly happening everywhere on this night.
…
Early the next morning.
On the streets of Chang'an, an unprecedented spectacle appeared.
Those young men from aristocratic families who ordinary people would never even dare to think about suddenly lost their aura of being unattainable and walked among the people wearing ordinary scholar's robes with friendly faces.
They have polite manners and gentle smiles. They carry various new or old clothes and bedding, or steaming steamed buns with soup. When they see the homeless victims, they gather around them, greet them with greetings, give money and gifts, and welcome them. There were waves of thanksgiving.
However, today's Chang'an City has the largest number of refugees.
Of course, in front of major grain stores.
The rest were all recruited away by that ugly girl from the Cheng family.
This is a scam!
Is it possible that when a young man comes out to show kindness, he still has to go to a place like the east of the city where birds don't shit?
There is something close, so why choose far away, right?
As a result, the doors of major grain stores were overcrowded.
The refugees who were in charge of queuing up to buy food were also confused. What was going on? In a blink of an eye, they had become a hot commodity, and they were being scrambled to give away things.
These clothes are so warm and the rice is so delicious.
How can these refugees afford to buy food?
Many people squatted on the ground and started eating on the spot.
Suddenly the clever young man's eyes lit up and he saw the opportunity.
"Come on, you go aside and eat first, and I'll buy food for you!"
It can help the refugees without having to go around talking to these stinking refugees. The most important thing is that after buying, you can also take the opportunity to pour food and have a few words with Princess Changle next to you.
I'm so smart, so flattering!
Looking at the scene in front of him, the fat and white "Grand Sun Steward" couldn't help secretly clenching his fists, a look of horror and admiration flashed in his eyes.
That prince is indeed a talent valued by His Majesty.
It’s simply a miraculous plan, and he predicts events like a god!
The opportunity for the second step finally arrived as expected!
