As soon as he finished speaking, a woman walked slowly towards the hall, followed by a maid. Chen Hao couldn't help but be startled. Although he didn't recognize the woman in front of him, he felt familiar, but he knew the maid behind him clearly. She was not the lake girl.

Who is Bian Chili Xiaohuan!

When the two came closer, Chen Hao finally saw the girl's appearance clearly. She was wearing a light green cloud-smoked shirt, a long skirt of plain snow silk that stretched to the floor, a hair comb with a smoked hibiscus bun, and a light-colored bun.

Her eyebrows are as bright as jade, and her temples are set off by pearls. Her eyes are like water, but with a hint of teasing, as if she can see through everything.

The woman was also looking at Chen Hao. This look made her startled, but it was well concealed for a moment. Zhang Qianyi laughed and broke the embarrassment and introduced Chen Hao: "Lan'er

, why don’t you come over and meet Mr. Chen?”

"Haha, Mr. Chen, this is my granddaughter. My words are offensive. Please don't take me seriously!" Zhang Qianyi looked at the girl in the hall kindly and smiled.

"Mr. Zhang's words are serious, Miss Zhang is just joking with the juniors!" Since he was given the opportunity to step down, Chen Hao also took advantage of it.

But this woman seemed not to let Chen Hao go. Seeing Chen Hao's evasion, she said with a frivolous eyebrow: "My little girl Zhang Lan has met Mr. Chen!" After saluting, she immediately said playfully: "Sir, just now... is this considered a polite sweep?"

After saying this, Chen Hao smiled brightly and stepped aside. But this made Chen Hao embarrassed. Isn't it a good idea to turn over this page? Why bother him if you have to turn it over?

"Lan'er, don't be rude!" Zhang Qianyi reprimanded in a low voice. Although he had failed several times in front of this young deposed envoy, he also wanted to see Chen Hao embarrassed, but this was really a bit too much, and the word "gentle" was not enough.

An insult to literati.

In fact, at this moment, Chen Hao had already seen that the woman in front of him who was making things difficult for him was the young man in purple whom he met by the lake. But he didn't seem to have offended him, so why could he see hostility in her eyes.

"Is it just because I bumped into your two little buns? It seems that you hugged me so well that you ate my tofu and complained that the tofu was not hard?" Chen Hao muttered to himself.

"Miss Zhang, how can we not be polite and sweep the floor?" Chen Hao looked at Miss Zhang with interest. He wanted to see what tricks this daughter of the Zhang family was playing.

"Since the Lord asked about it, the little girl will tell you directly. Lord Suwen is very knowledgeable, why not show it here to show your sincerity!" Although Miss Zhang spoke lightly and did not show off her edge, she was provocative.

Full.

After Miss Zhang finished speaking, she remained silent and waited for Chen Hao to speak. Xiao Huan, who was standing aside, bent down and whispered in her ear: "Miss Zhang is so smart, let him retreat even when he is in trouble!"

Zhang Laner smiled and said nothing. In fact, that was what she meant. Although this person was very talented in the poem by the lake just now, but he was also conceited that he could not lose to anyone, which would definitely make him embarrassed and give up!

Thinking of this, Zhang Laner murmured with a straight face: "Talk too much!"

Xiaohuan wrinkled her nose, raised her chin and said proudly: "That's right, if you want to influence the young lady, you have to see if you have the ability!"

"Shh..." Miss Zhang put her finger to her mouth as if to be silent.

Of course, Chen Hao didn't know what the master and servant were talking about, but he knew that he had to show off his skills tonight, so he smiled brightly and said: "In this case, Mr. Zhang, I'm showing off my shame!"

"Oh? Sir Chen, please!" Zhang Qianyi thought that Chen Hao would just laugh it off and ignore it, but he unexpectedly agreed happily.

"Mr. Zhang, I really can't drink this tea anymore!" Chen Hao looked at Zhang Qianyi pointedly and said with a wry smile.

When Zhang Qianyi saw what Chen Hao said and saw the maid Xiaohuan giggling behind the young lady's back, Zhang Qianyi already knew the reason. Although he was a little annoyed that Xiaohuan was presumptuous in treating guests like this, he also wanted to know how the imperial envoy would respond.

interest of.

Chen Hao stood up and stretched his body, and then walked slowly for two steps: "Since Wansheng is disrespectful to the gentleman today by farting, then Wansheng will write a poem to apologize!" He said to Zhang Qianyi.

A salute was made.

"What's the name of Fu!?" Before Zhang Qianyi could speak, Zhang Laner on the side took over and asked.

Chen Hao smiled slightly and said, "Xu Gong!"

Forehead……

Xu Gongfu... is really a genius...

Xu Gongfu... These three words made everyone in the hall blush. Especially Miss Zhang, who lowered her head with a red face and couldn't bear to look up for a while. Even Zhang Qianyi suddenly felt as if he had eaten a fly, and his face twitched.

.

Chen Hao didn't care what these people thought. If he didn't make a fool of himself, he would stink to the end. Then he said loudly: "This husband has been guilty for eternity and has committed endless sins. This is just a stinking fart. I will treat him with contempt."

See, listen and smell, exhale more and inhale less, vomiting but not swallowing. It originates from the internal organs and is still causing trouble in the pylorus. It is Qi, the shadow cannot reach the shape, the dust has no time to rise, it escapes but comes out, collapses but stops, and strengthens the room.

The demonic atmosphere reveals the grain's failure, the sandalwood loses its colorfulness, and the orchid and musk deer lose its fragrance. It is a sound, neither gold nor stone, nor silk nor bamboo, either cracked silk and vibrating, or continuous beads coming out one after another, or

It may be mute and whispering, or it may be aggressive and shouting, or it may sound like a sigh, a hey, a murmur, a chirp, a bird's cry, a beast's roar, and all kinds of strange sounds.

puff!

When Chen Hao was just halfway through reciting, both Zhang Qianyi and Zhang Lan'er, as well as the servants in the hall, all had red faces and suppressed smiles in their eyes, but they did not want to lose their reserve in public. So everyone was holding back a sigh of relief.

Feeling angry, hold back your anger.

It is really rare in ancient and modern times to be able to describe farts in such an image...

"However, the origin of false courtesy is that one Qi is sent to the Dantian. The pure one rises and the turbid one descends. The accumulated anger comes out and begins to whimper. If you don't see the vain person, the false courtesy sound is like a ghost or a mouse. All the small and big ones are half-vomited, just because of integrity and shame.

It is heavier than gold, so its sound often screams of pain. If you don't see the noble gentleman, the sound of false respect is as fierce as an ox. The strings are frightened and the rabbit's strength is difficult to stay. Landslides and gorges pour dung and flowers. Ten people are facing each other and nine people are sad. How sad, ancient sages.

If you don't have enough clothes to cover you, how can you say that you're an insult to your gentleness?"

Chen Hao finished reciting this masterpiece handed down from generation to generation eloquently and eloquently. Then he looked back at the crowd, bowed deeply to Zhang Qianyi and said: "It's getting late, so Wan Sheng will say goodbye. I'd like to ask Mr. Zhang for his hard work. Wan Sheng is waiting for the good news.

!”

Without waiting for Zhang Qianyi's response, he retreated to the hall door, turned around and left the Zhang Mansion. Although this move was somewhat unreasonable, for Chen Hao, it can be said that today he gave Zhang Qianyi enough face.

After Chen Hao left, Zhang Qianyi came out of the shock just now. Although he felt that Chen Hao's poem was a bit vulgar and very funny, he had to admit that the reasons were there. Si Zhi sighed: "Regardless of his poetry and prose skills.

How come, just this piece of "Xu Gong Fu" is enough to be sung. From ancient times to the present, Xu Gong can be said so...ahem...who dares to rebel and speak out like this?"

Zhang Laner's face turned red and she raised her head slightly. At this moment, she was also dumbfounded by Chen Hao's "stinky poem". So she adjusted her emotions and said softly: "Grandpa is right, but it's a pity that the edge is too revealing.

If you are not a good couple, why would you, grandfather, worry about your granddaughter?"

Zhang Qianyi frowned and said in confusion: "Who told you that Mr. Chen is here to propose marriage?"

"Isn't it?" Zhang Laner asked in surprise.

"Of course not. Mr. Chen came to the house to discuss important matters in detail. Why come to propose marriage?"

"Then Xiaohuan said..." Zhang Laner said and looked at Xiaohuan beside her, only to find that Xiaohuan had already hid three feet away, with his head lowered and not daring to look at her.

It turned out that Zhang Lan'er and Xiao Huan were on a boat on the lake, and when they saw that it was already getting late, they hurried back to the house. After returning to the house, Xiao Huan heard from the servant that the master in the front hall was entertaining guests. When asked about the guests, the servant was confused.

The mixed talk was confusing, but Xiaohuan could tell that the person was handsome and chatting and laughing loudly.

Xiaohuan reflexively concluded that the young master in the hall must have come to propose marriage to the master again. So he rushed to the lady's boudoir and informed Zhang Laner of his imaginary views and theories. These days, the threshold of the Zhang Mansion has been closed.

It was almost crushed. There were countless people who came to propose marriage to Mr. Zhang. But Mr. Zhang always loved his granddaughter and respected Zhang Lan'er's ideas. As a result, all the people who came to propose marriage were played by this weird Zhang Lan'er.

.

So after hearing some of Xiaohuan's 'reasoning', he planned to tease Chen Hao, so he added some exciting ingredients to Chen Hao's cup of tea...

Zhang Qianyi said angrily and in a deep voice: "What nonsense, Master Chen's tea must have been tampered with by you!

Not long ago, the Ye family from Yangzhou came to propose marriage, but they were teased like this by you and broke up unhappy. The Ye family is a wealthy noble family. The current head of the family, Ye Yitu, has a good relationship with me. I have also met his son Ye Baiyi, who is talented and good-looking.

Chuchen, why are you not a stick figure?"

"Lan'er just wants to find someone she likes. Isn't this wrong?" Zhang Lan'er got angry after being reprimanded by Mr. Zhang, so she retorted.

Zhang Qianyi looked at Zhang Lan'er, snorted and turned away, ignoring her.

Seeing that her grandfather was angry, Zhang Lan'er came closer and bent down, hugged his grandfather's neck, tugged on Zhang Qianyi's beard, and said with some compromise: "Lan'er doesn't know the reason. Besides, he is just trying to flatter you, grandfather. Such a small official

It’s okay to tease!”

Zhang Qianyi looked at his granddaughter who had done something wrong and still defended herself. He was really speechless and sighed: "He is asking for something from me, but it is not flattery. How can I not agree to his request for the sake of the people's livelihood in the world?"

!”

Zhang Lan'er heard that the official just came to seek help from his grandfather for the sake of the people's livelihood. Zhang Lan'er couldn't help but feel curious, so she pulled Zhang Qianyi's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Who was that person just now?"

"Are you talking about Chen Hao? His official position is not low. His official rank reaches the fifth rank of the Hanlin Academy, and he is also the deposed envoy patrolling Huainan Road!" When Zhang Qianyi asked his granddaughter about it, he casually told Chen Hao's official position.

Zhang Laner was suddenly startled, stood up suddenly and asked in surprise: "Is he Chen Hao?"

Ouch!

A scream made Zhang Laner recover from the surprise. When she lowered her head and saw her grandfather looking at her angrily, she seemed to realize something. She glanced at her right hand from the corner of her eye, and sure enough she found that her hand was tightly clenched.
Chapter completed!