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147. Same name only

The conscription of King Yan was like throwing a stone into a lake in Lin'an City, causing several ripples, and not many people cared about it.

On the contrary, the half-magnolia flower order seems to have become a hot topic for the whole people. Whether in temples or in the city, people are inevitably talking about this topic.

When officials meet, they can talk about it casually, "...but they say that the hearts of old friends are changing easily. Just four sentences, but it seems that the words are full of love, hate, resentment, and separation, which makes people feel sad."

"The King of Yan is only fifteen. Even if there is a matter between men and women, it should be just a brief taste. How can I write such a clear word?"

"This?... can only be said to be a world of evil spirits, and it is difficult for us ordinary people to understand."

Although the rumors that Zhao Mengqi was possessed by the evil dragon seemed to have been cleared, the many contemptuous manifestations still made many people call him a monster behind their backs.

"Hey, it's so annoying that people are so angry. That dog son is now sixteen. He has read the Four Books and Five Classics for a rough reading, but the poems he wrote are simply inferior to limericks, which is unbearable to the eye."

"Don't compare, Mr. Dongpo said, I hope that the children are stupid and rude. The grandchildren here are not smart and have ways to live. We should work hard to accumulate some family assets and use some strength to find a decent official for them, which will be enough for them to live a lifetime."

"Hahaha, Brother Jingchun's words are reasonable. If you become a minister, you will not expect anything extravagantly. It would be great if you have no disaster or difficulties..."

"Hehe, no wonder you didn't let the son recruit the Yan King's Guard."

"Didn't your house go either? They are each other, hahahaha..."

In the back house of the ministers, they were even more eager to discuss the King of Yan and his poems. The young ladies who were about to leave the house, regardless of whether they had liked poetry or not, have now become fanatical literary lovers.

"I thought that King Yan was in the world and had only the aura of domineering power in his heart, and he could only be the hero who was so swept away. I never thought that his feelings for his children were so delicate. From this, he must be a considerate and affectionate person..."

"Oh, the little girl is full of love. She must have thought of something shameful."

"Hehe, if you don't talk about your second sister, aren't you moved? I don't know which one it was. When I woke up yesterday, my pillows and bedding were wet... "

"Oh...and this is still the case? Hui Niang is really unique, and her spring dreams also leave traces."

"Don't say it! Don't say it! I don't believe it. I'm the only one who dreams after hearing this word. You just joke with me, but you are not kind."

"That's right, let's not talk about this. Now there are a few young ladies in Lin'an City who don't regard the King of Yan as a dream man."

"It's a pity that I was too far away from Ningmen last time and I couldn't see clearly what the King of Yan looked like."

"At least you can see it, and you still have a little shadow when dreaming. Unlike me, there is only a golden light in your dream..."

"I really envy Hu Zhen, Liu Huan and Yu Yan, not only went to the Yan Prince's Mansion to be guests, but also was on the spot when the Yan Prince wrote the lyrics."

"Are you talking about Mr. Hu, Liu Tongyi and Yu Taichang's little wife?... I can't envy you. Who made our fathers and grandparents not have high positions? Alas, it's annoying to think about it. Their family is already rich enough, and they still have to compete with us for the King of Yan."

"The concubine of the Prince of Yan dare not think about it anymore. It is good to be a concubine..."

"Hey... do you think this concubine has been settled by that Qian Duo?"

"It seems, but I heard that the half-character poem of King Yan was made for a young lady named 'Ruochu'."

"Oh? There is such a thing? Yes, if life is just like the first meeting, you will put your name in it. If I were this Ruochu, wouldn't you fly to the sky?... It won't work, no, just thinking about it will make you feel hot all over..."

"Who is this Ruochu? Can King Yan be so deeply in love? Can he look better than that fairy Qian Duo?"

"I don't know, the young ladies present kept their mouths on this, so they had no way of knowing who Ruochu was."

"Hmph! If I know who Ruochu is..."

The little ladies were full of envy, jealousy and hatred!

Wanwan, who had already set out to leave Lin'an, didn't know that King Yan had just a few short words, turned her into the public enemy of the entire Lin'an girls.

As the half-que lyrics became popular in Lin'an, they were constantly sung in various brothels and tiles, and many people were exploring this mysterious Ruochu everywhere.

In the Imperial Academy, several young people gathered together, as if they were going to see someone off.

"Congratulations to Brother Weizhen, this time I returned to my hometown to have a wedding night, and the next year I will be the first to be a gold medal. I am so envious of my life."

The person who was congratulated was named Liu, Zhi, and his name was Weizhen. He was about twenty years old. He was gentle and elegant, but there was not much joy on his face at this time.

"Hey! Brother Menglin's kindness is understood by Zhixin, but there is nothing to congratulate. The Jiang family is a family of vulgar martial artists, and it has been ruined for a long time. How can I raise my daughter? I don't know if I don't care about her appearance, but if I can't even expect gentleness and virtuousness, what's the point of marrying such a wife?"

Seeing that Liu Weizhen was full of despair and was not as if he was fake, Shen Menglin didn't know how to go on. After a while, he said, "It's better not to marry such a woman."

"I don't want to marry you either, but I can't help it. My father ordered a marriage to be married, and my grandfather also had the same meaning. How dare I disobey?"

Liu Weizhen's family can be said to be the largest wealthy family in Wujiang. His father's generation is all extraordinary. His uncle Liu Xiuren is the current prefect of Pingjiang Prefecture, his second uncle Liu Xiuyi is the Wailang of the Ministry of Revenue, and his father Liu Xiuli is the third brother. He is on the Wulu. He is the 11th commander and commander of the third general in the southeast. He also serves as the commander of the Anji Prefecture Commander. He nominally controls all the garrisons in Anji Prefecture. The fourth and fifth uncles are also officials in other places.

Anji Prefecture was originally called Huzhou, but it was changed to its name more than 30 years ago. It is also located by Taihu Lake and is adjacent to Pingjiang Prefecture.

For a big family like the Liu family, the rules in the family must be very strict. If the younger generation dares to disobey, it will be a slightest search for death.

So after hearing what Liu Weizhen said, the other classmates felt it was inconvenient to talk more about this topic, so they deliberately changed the topic.

Shen Menglin turned his mouth and said, "Kegong, you said a few days ago that you would continue the lower half of the Magnolia Flower Order, do you have any eyebrows?"

Tao Kegong was disappointed, "Yeah, don't mention it, it's because I'm young, I've thought a lot of sentences, but they're just dog-tailed martening. The great talent of the King of Yan is really unfathomable!"

Wang Hanyan laughed loudly, "Haha, if you can't continue, you can't continue. Poetry is just Xiao Daoer. What we want to practice is the study of governing the country and pacifying the world..."

"Soul! Brother Han Yan, your words are really sour. Last month, you wrote a lot of poems to give to Wanwan to appreciate? It's just a little trick, but Wanwan ignored you?"

Liu Weizhen seemed to have also escaped from the depressedness of marrying a bad wife, pretending to be ridiculed.

Wang Hanyan pretended to be angry, "Brother Weizhen, you are not kind, you are so kind to reveal your scars. By the way, you have seen that Wanwan several times, which really makes me envious. Is she really as gorgeous as the rumored world?"

"What's so envious?" Liu Weizhen said nothing, but the pride on her face could not be concealed. "The veil of Wanwan is said to be only taken off for the person she likes. If it weren't for the time being that she was rushing back to her hometown, I'd probably have a look at her true face in a few more days."

"Tsk tsk, it's such a pity..." Tao Kegong talked about the smell of plum blossoms.

Liu Weizhen pretended, "Hey! What a pity about this? Although Wanwan is not a woman of fairness, she would be a compliment to her if she wants to match her scholars. If it weren't for her talent, it would be a good thing to think about Hongxiu's fragrance, I wouldn't be too lazy to look at her more. When I come back to An, I can use some means to get her into the back house."

These slogans made several classmates look very good, and they wanted to take off their shoes and call them on his face.

You should know that there are countless young scholars in Lin'an who regard Wanwan as their best confidante, and even dream of kneeling under his pomegranate skirt. Liu Weizhen relies on his wealth and power to visit luxury places like Wujianlou and Fenglelou. In the name of tea and poetry parties, he did summon Wanwan several times, but everyone does not believe that Wanwan would look at him with a green eye.

But it seemed that he could not refute him, so Wang Hanyan changed the topic again, "You said, if this life was just like this Ruochu in the first meeting, what a celestial immortal would he be? If it can make King Yan fall in love with him, at least it is more beautiful than the Qian family's wife, the most beautiful lady in Lin'an."

At this time, Liu Weizhen was stunned for a moment, "Ruochu? Hiss... there is something else to say about this word?"

"Brother Weizhen, you don't know?" Shen Menglin was surprised and immediately explained to him.

Liu Weizhen halfway said to himself, "So that's it. No wonder I always felt very strange before. The daughter of the Jiang family I want to marry is Ruochu."

"Ah! No, Weizhen, your wife was attracted by the King of Yan!?" Wang Hanjian exclaimed.

Tao Kegong also added fuel to the fire, "That's over. King Yan is very cruel and ruthless. Senior Hu and Senior Zhou from our Imperial College are the lessons of the past!"

Shen Menglin felt a sympathy, "What should I do? A man can't give in to his wife!"

Liu Weizhen was so scared that his face was pale when he was said to him by several classmates. Finally, he pinched his trembling thighs tightly and unleashed himself, "No, no, it should be just the same name!"

After saying this, he seemed to really figure it out, "That's right! It must be just the same name. The Jiang family girl is from a humble background. How can she meet the King of Yan? What's more, the vulgar martial artist can give birth to a daughter of good color? How can she compete with the little lady of the Qian family and make the King of Yan fall in love with him? "

"Is that right? It seems to make some sense."

"It turned out to be just a false alarm, hahaha, it's so scary."

"I can have the same name as the woman I admired by King Yan. I think the Jiang family girl can't be too bad. Brother Weizhen might be surprised."

"Yes, yes!" Liu Weizhen's expression was very stiff, and he secretly hated that he had pretended too much just now, which led several classmates to deliberately scare him.

Fortunately, I realized it, otherwise I would be a big ugly person.

Bah, it's just a name, but there are many people in the world with the same name.
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