Daming Super Daddy

Starting with the song "Wang Ning Mei", this time it was played and sung by Mi Qing first. That beautiful piece of music, with a sad voice, made many people cry again!

At the end of the song, Fascination appeared on the bow.

She looked at Zhu Song from a distance, and a fascination suddenly appeared on her face, just because of this song, one song, one love!

The originally notorious dude suddenly became suave and suave in the heart of the infatuated girl.

"May I ask Your Highness, is this "Story of the Stone" an incomplete version?"

In the gazebo, after a long silence, Xie Zhenying stood up and asked Zhu Song excitedly.

Zhu Song nodded, and said: "Time is short, this king only made this "Story of the Stone"!"

"Your Highness is such a genius! I really want to read the complete "Story of the Stone" right now!" Xie Zhenying said with admiration.

"What Mr. Xie said is true. Even Fang and Huang, two masters of Confucianism, would be ashamed to produce such a masterpiece!"

The person who spoke was a young man in his twenties, but he was wearing a lavender scholar's uniform. Although his face was a bit ordinary, his eyes were particularly bright.

The name of this scholar is Gu Nuoyan, and he is the poor scholar who won the first round of fighting poem No.2 earlier.

With Gu Nuoyan's words, it can be said that people from the Zhongfang, Huang, and Qi families accounted for half of the pavilion. There are about a dozen of the thirty seats that belong to them. changed.

"Young boy with yellow mouth!" Huang Ling glanced at Gu Nuoyan with gloomy eyes, and said, "Master Huang and Lord Fang hold important positions in the court, and they are ministers of the humerus of Lord Long Live. How could you, a boy with yellow mouth, random comment?"

"Master Huang's words are wrong!" The little fellow Xie Zhenqi jumped out and said: "Your Highness said before that all scholars are equal when they enter this poetry club garden, and there are no courtiers or courtiers." Yes, does Lord Huang think that Huang Zicheng is more honorable than His Royal Highness King Han?"

Chapter 44 One Passion Is Enough to Allure a City

"You..." The little guy's words almost choked Huang Kaifu to death.

That's right, it was you guys who forced His Royal Highness King Han to compose a poem in public, and even took advantage of the time of understanding to sing a red face, the little guy still remembers it.

"Okay, let's leave this matter aside, it's just a story, what's there to show off?"

Zhu Song, who got the news from Ji Gang that Huang Kaifu and the others were going to deal with Xie Zhenqi and others, had long been thinking about how to prevent them from succeeding. At this time, the conflict between the two parties gave Zhu Song an excuse:

"By the way, don't you guys want to read the complete "Story of the Stone"? It just so happens that the king has nothing to do recently, so I will sort out "Story of the Stone" in the next six or seven days, and you guys will stay at the Let’s go to the king’s house, it’s convenient, isn’t it?”

Zhu Song's words made everyone present stunned, but the expressions on their faces were different.

Those poor scholars were naturally surprised mixed with surprise.

And look at those Confucian masters who were officials in the court?Amazement, doubts... more is shadow.

Especially the brothers Huang Kaifu and Huang Ling, their faces were clouded, and they always felt that something was wrong.

"Your Highness, is this... too abrupt?" Xie Zhenying said hesitantly.

Gu Nuoyan also cupped his hands and said: "His Royal Highness, I accept it with all my heart! It's just that it has been seven days since I came to Nanjing, and my mother is entrusted to Uncle Xunyangwei's house. I am not at ease. I'm going back home to take care of my mother!"

"He's a filial son!"

Seeing Gu Nuoyan's sincere expression and sincere words, Zhu Song couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart, and at the same time said in his mouth: "This is not a problem, my king will immediately send someone to Xunyangwei to bring your mother to Nanjing, so that you will not be an old mother again." Worry!"

Seeing that Gu Nuoyan wanted to decline again, Zhu Songlian waved his hands and said: "With your talent, you will definitely be an official in the court in the future. With such a young talent, how can this king miss the opportunity to form a good relationship?"

"Yes, Brother Gu Nian! Your Highness is so kind, if you refuse again, wouldn't it appear that you and I are too hypocritical?" Xie Zhenqi raised his head and looked at Gu Nuoyan, and said: "Uncle often teaches me that being treated by others The kindness should be reciprocated by the spring, and you will repay His Highness in the future, won’t it be enough?”

If you were a child, you would speak with sincerity, and you would think of how many years later.

"In this way, the students will bother His Highness!"

Gu Nuoyan finally bowed to Zhu Song and agreed, and what he did was a student's gift.

Huang Kaifu, who was still rejoicing that Gu Nuoyan would not stay in Han Wang's mansion, agreed to stay after seeing Gu Nuoyan's persuasion from Xie Zhenqi. in the bones.

"Hahaha, it's too polite to bother you!" Zhu Song laughed loudly, "Why, are you afraid that my Wuwang Mansion in Nuoda can't take care of the food and accommodation of seven or eight of you?"

"Ha ha……"

The few humble scholars were all amused by Zhu Song's humor, and the pavilion became joyful.

……

In the flower shed, after singing "Wang Ning Mei", the expressions on the faces of all the girls were different.

Xu Miaojin, Xueying, and Miqing who returned to the shed, the three talented women drank tea and chatted, occasionally laughing coquettishly.

The rest of the girls are much more reserved, not as 'presumptuous' as the three talented girls.

"Miss, Yan Hua is here!"

Just when the three women were talking about their sexuality, Xiao Xiangxiang came to Xu Miaojin's side and said softly.

"Oh!" Xu Miaojin turned her head and saw Yanhua walking into the flower shed with a pale and pretty face.

"Yo, isn't this sister Yanhua?" The ruddy mouth crackled in the fascination with Yanhua who had always been at odds with her, "Why is she looking so miserable, isn't she being abandoned by someone?"

Yanhua didn't pay attention to the fascination at all, but frowned slightly, saluted Yanhua with an aggrieved and sad face, and said: "Sister Miao..."

"Farewell to Sister Miao, call Sister Miao!" Misty sneered, "When Sister Miao was married to His Highness the King of Han, did you know who held a banquet in Tianxian Tower to celebrate?"

"Missing love!" Xue Ying glared at the little girl angrily, and said to Yan Hua indifferently: "Yan Hua, confused love is a child's temper, don't be angry with her!"

"Yeah, Yanhua, don't be angry with Misty!." Xu Miaojin was also helping Misty, "By the way, I don't know why sister Yanhua is here?"

The three talented women have the same attitude and share the same hatred, and the women in the flower shed seem to have been used to it for a long time.

Yanhua bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, and said: "Wonderful...Princess, my younger sister promised His Royal Highness the King of Han that as long as His Royal Highness King Han can write a poem that shocks the world, he will hand over the Heavenly Immortal Tower, and my younger sister can serve her as well." Left and right, slaves and handmaids..."

"Why, do you want to go back on your word?" As soon as Yan Hua's voice fell, Mi Qing said: "That's right, you made an agreement with His Highness King Han, but it was just a verbal agreement, and there was neither written proof nor guarantor. Already!"

Yanhua was very embarrassed by the fascination, and her pale face turned from white to red: "Princess, you must also know that this Tianxian Tower is not owned by the younger sister, and several adults in the court are involved, so this Tianxian Tower , I am afraid that my little sister will not be able to hand it over to His Royal Highness King Han!"

"When you made the promise, why didn't you think of this?" Misty is like a anxious chicken, fluttering its wings, "Did you not believe that His Highness could write a poem that has been passed down through the ages at the beginning?" Come?"

This little girl really caught the reason and didn't let her go.

"I, Yanhua, naturally won't break my word!" Yanhua raised her head and said, "Although I only own a part of the Tianxian Tower, I am willing to give all of my Tianxian Tower to His Highness! And... and I My body is still clean, I voluntarily serve His Highness the King of Han, as a slave and a handmaid, and let His Highness order!"

"Hmph, what you say sounds nice, but what do you think in your heart!" Mi Qing still refused to let Yan Hua go.

"Okay, Miqing!" Xu Miaojin pulled Miqing's little hand, and said to Yanhua: "Sister Yanhua, I understand why you are here, but this is a matter between you and His Highness, and I can't make decisions for His Highness, so You should discuss this matter with His Highness!"

"Sister Miao..."

Originally, Yanhua wanted to take Xu Miaojin's relationship, but in her opinion, the two were old acquaintances after all, although the relationship was not as close as Miqing and Xueying were with her, but they would still give them some face.