King Yan's conscription was like throwing a stone into a lake in Lin'an City, causing a few ripples, but not many people cared about it.
On the contrary, the half-quelled magnolia flower order seems to have become a hot topic among the people. Whether it is in the temple, government office or in the city, people can't help but hear people talking about this topic.
When officials meet each other, they can talk casually outside of official business, "...but they talk about old friends, and people's hearts can change. It's just four sentences, but it seems to be full of love, hate, resentment, and separation, which makes people feel sad."
"This King Yan is only fifteen years old. Even if there is a relationship between men and women, it is probably just a taste of it. How can he write such clear words?"
"This?... I can only say that the world of monsters is difficult for ordinary people like us to understand."
Although the rumors that Zhao Mengqi was possessed by an evil dragon seemed to have been cleared away, his many shocking performances still caused many people to secretly call him a monster.
"Hey, it's so irritating that people are so different from each other. A certain dog is now sixteen. He has read the Four Books and Five Classics roughly, but the poems he writes are not even as good as limericks. They are unsightly."
"Don't compare. Didn't Duke Dongpo also say, I hope my children will be stupid and reckless? If the children here are not smart, they will also have unsmart ways to live. Let's save some money and work hard to find a decent place for them." Yin Guan is enough for them to live a happy life."
"Hahaha, Brother Jingchun's words make sense. I won't have extravagant expectations when I become a minister. It will be great if there is no disaster..."
"Hehe, no wonder you didn't ask your son to apply for the Yanwang Guards."
"Didn't you go to your house too? They were each other, hahahaha..."
In the back houses of the ministers, the discussion about King Yan and his poetry was even more intense. A group of young ladies who were about to leave the cabinet, whether they liked poetry before or not, were now avid literature lovers.
"I originally thought that King Yan had ambitions all over the world and only had the aura of a king and domineering spirit in his heart. He would only be like the waves chasing away heroes. I never thought that his love for his children would be so delicate. From this, he must be a considerate and affectionate person... …”
"Ah, Xiao Nizi's face is full of love. She must have thought of something embarrassing."
"Hehe, if the eldest sister doesn't talk about the second sister, aren't you tempted? I don't know which one it is. When I woke up yesterday, the pillow and bedding were all wet..."
"Ouch...is there such a thing? Hui Niang is really different, her erotic dreams also leave traces."
"Don't say it! Don't say it! I don't believe I'm the only one who has an erotic dream after hearing this word. It's not kind of you just to make fun of me."
"That's right. It's better not to say this. Nowadays, there are still a few young ladies in Lin'an City who don't regard King Yan as the lover of their dreams."
"It's a pity that we were too far away from Ningmen last time and didn't even see what King Yan looked like."
"At least you still saw it, and you still have some shadows in your dreams. Unlike me, there is only a ball of golden light in my dreams..."
"I really envy Hu Zhen, Liu Huan and Yu Yan. Not only did they go to Prince Yan's Mansion as guests, but they were also present when Prince Yan wrote the lyrics."
"Are you talking about the young ladies of Hu Shilang, Liu Tongyi and Yu Taichang's family?... I can't help but envy you now. Why did our ancestors' official positions not be high enough? Hey, it's irritating to think about it. Their family has already You are rich enough, but you still want to compete with us for the throne of King Yan."
"The slave family of Prince Yan's wife doesn't dare to think about it. It would be good to be a concubine..."
"Hey... do you think this concubine has been set by that Qian Duo?"
"It seems so, but I heard that King Yan's half-que poem was specially written for a young lady named 'Ruochu'."
"Oh? There is such a thing? Yes, if life is just like the first time we met, and my name is embedded in it, if I were this Ruochu, wouldn't I have to fly to the sky?... No, no, no, no? , just thinking about it makes my whole body so hot..."
"Who is this Ruochu? He can make King Yan so passionately in love. How can he be more beautiful than that fairy Qian Duo?"
"Then I don't know. The ladies present are tight-lipped about this, so there's no way of knowing who this Ruochu is."
"Hmph! If you let me know who this Ruochu is..."
The young ladies are all talking with envy, jealousy and hatred!
Wanwan, who had already left Lin'an, didn't know that King Yan had turned her into a public enemy of all the girls in Lin'an with just a few words.
As Banque remnant poem became popular in Lin'an and was continuously sung in various brothels, many people were exploring this mysterious Ruochu.
In Taixue, several young lay students gathered together, as if they were going to see someone off.
"Congratulations to Brother Wei Zhen. This time I go back to my hometown to have a wedding night, and next year when I start my studies and get the gold medal, Ruyi's life will be nothing more than this. I really envy us."
The congratulated person's surname is Liu Mingzhi and his courtesy name is Weizhen. He is about 20 years old, elegant and elegant, but there is not much joy on his face at this time.
"Hey! Brother Menglin's good intentions are appreciated, but there is really nothing to congratulate. The Jiang family is a family of vulgar warriors, and it has been in ruins for a long time. I don't know how they can raise their daughter. I don't care about her appearance. You don’t have to care, but if you can’t expect to be gentle, virtuous, and kind, what’s the point of marrying such a wife?”
Seeing that Liu Weizhen's face was full of dejection, and it didn't look like he was cheating, Shen Menglin didn't know how to continue. After a while, he said calmly, "It's okay not to marry such a woman."
"I don't want to marry either, but it's not my fault. My father has strictly ordered that I must marry, and my grandfather also has the same intention. How can I dare to disobey?"
Liu Weizhen's family can be said to be the largest wealthy family in Wujiang. The five brothers in his father's generation are all extraordinary. His eldest uncle Liu Xiuren is the current magistrate of Pingjiang Prefecture, his second uncle Liu Xiuyi is a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and his father Liu Xiuli is the third eldest son. Tu, the commander of the 11th Commander of the Third General Xiongjie in the Southeast, and concurrently the commander of the Anji Prefecture Control Department, nominally in charge of all the garrison in Anji Prefecture. The fourth uncle and the fifth uncle were also officials in other places.
Anji Prefecture was originally called Huzhou, but the name was changed more than 30 years ago. It is also on the shore of Taihu Lake, adjacent to Pingjiang Prefecture.
For a wealthy family like the Liu family, the rules must be very strict. If the younger generation dares to disobey, they are simply seeking death.
So after hearing what Liu Weizhen said, several other students felt it was inconvenient to talk more about this topic, so they deliberately changed the subject.
Shen Menglin turned his mouth and said, "Ke Gong, a few days ago you said you wanted to continue the second half of the Magnolia Order. Do you have any clues?"
Tao Kegong said angrily, "Hey, don't mention it. I am young, so I have thought about a lot of sentences, but they are just the end of a dog's tail. The talent of King Yan is really unfathomable!"
Wang Hanjian laughed and said, "Haha, if you can't continue it, you can't continue it. Poetry is no more than a small Taoist poem. What we want to practice is the knowledge of governing a country and bringing peace to the world..."
"Sour! Brother Han Yan, what you said is really sour. Last month, didn't you write a lot of poems for Wanwan to taste? Now you are calling it a joke, but Wanwan didn't pay attention to you?"
Liu Weizhen also seemed to be shaking off the depression of marrying a bad wife, pretending to be sarcastic.
Wang Hanzhen pretended to be angry, "Brother Wei Zhen, you are not being kind. You are exposing people's wounds. By the way, you have met that Wanwan several times. I am really envious of her. She is as stunning as the rumors." ah?"
"There is really nothing to envy." Liu Weizhen said as if it was nothing special, but the pride on his face could not be concealed. "It is said that the veil is only taken off for the person you like, if it weren't for this time I am rushing back to my hometown, and I think I will be able to see his true face in a few more days."
"Tsk, tsk, what a pity..." Tao Kegong said something plump.
Liu Weizhen pretended, "Hey! What's such a pity. Although that Wanwan can't be said to be a prostitute, but if she wants to be worthy of scholars like us, it would be a compliment to her. If it weren't for her talent, I would think Wearing red sleeves to add fragrance is also an elegant thing. I don't even bother to look at her. When I come back to An'an again, I can put her into the back house with a few tricks."
This forced talk made several classmates' faces look bad, and they wanted to take off their shoes and slap him in the face.
We must know that there are countless young scholars in Lin'an City who regard Wanwan as their best confidante, and even dream of kneeling under her pomegranate skirt. Liu Weizhen, relying on his wealth and power, often visits Wujianlou, Fengle, etc. In a luxurious place like this building, in the name of the Tea and Poetry Party, he did summon Wanwan several times, but no one believed that Wanwan would look favorably upon him.
However, it seemed that he could not refute him, so Wang Hanyan changed the topic again, "You think, if this life is just like this Ruochu in our first meeting, what kind of immortal would he be? The one who can make King Yan fall for him is at least better than Lin'an. The most beautiful lady from the Qian family is pretty, right?"
At this time, Liu Weizhen was stunned for a moment, "Ruochu? Hiss... there is another way to say this word?"
"Brother Wei Zhen, you don't know?" Shen Menglin was surprised and then explained to him.
Liu Weizhen said to himself, "I see. No wonder I always felt strange before. The daughter of the Jiang family I want to marry has her maiden name Ruochu."
"Ah! No, Wei Zhen, your wife has been favored by King Yan!?" Wang Hanjian exclaimed.
Tao Kegong also added fuel to the fire, "Then it's over. King Yan is very cruel and ruthless. Our senior students Hu and Zhou from Taixue learned from the past!"
Shen Menglin felt a pang in his heart, "What should we do? A manly man should never give up his wife!"
Liu Weizhen turned pale with fright due to the comments made by several classmates. Finally, he pinched his trembling thighs tightly and explained to himself, "No, no, it should just be the same name!"
After saying this, he seemed to have really figured it out, "Yes! It must be just the same name. How could the Jiang family girl meet the King of Yan because she was from a humble background? What's more, how could a vulgar warrior give birth to a daughter of good color? How could she be related to money? The young lady of our house is so beautiful that King Yan falls in love with her!?"
"Really? It seems to make some sense."
"It turns out it was just a false alarm, hahaha, it's so scary."
"Having the same name as the woman whom King Yan admires, I guess the Jiang family girl can't be too bad. Brother Wei Zhen might have an unexpected surprise."
"Yes, yes!" Liu Weizhen's expression was very stiff, and he secretly hated himself for pretending too much just now, causing several classmates to deliberately scare him.
Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have made a big fool of myself.
Bah, it’s just the same name. There are many people with the same name in the world.
P. It's a little better, still one chapter, but with more words.
