Qiao Dashan never watched Wu Yuan before, but the emperor's order came out now.

It also made Qiao Dashan have to re -examine the person who has been doing against him.

Take a closer look, Qiao Dashan is numb directly.

"You ... you are ..."

Obviously, Qiao Dashan finally recognized the prince Wu Yuan.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and Wu Yuan smiled and made a gesture of Qiao Dashan.

Qiao Dashan closed his mouth immediately.

Wu Yuan left the final face for Qiao Dashan, "Master Qiao, get up, come out to play, don’t be so nervous."

Qiao Dashan remembered, but his legs did not listen.

After a while, I reluctantly stood up barely.

Qiao Dashan wiped the cold sweat on his head, and then carefully said: "I suddenly remembered that there was still something in my home, so I won't scan everyone's interest, this will go."

"Well?" Wu Yuan glanced at Qiao Dashan.

Qiao Dashan almost kneeling again, and then quickly changed his mouth: "I suddenly remembered again, and the things in my family were not so important, so I didn't worry about it."

Wu Yuan laughed, so he stopped ignoring this person.

As for Qiao Dashan's fraud, Wu Yuan did not mention it again.

Seeing that the atmosphere around him was still a little nervous, Wu Yuan laughed: "Everyone, just happened to have a poem, I want to ask you to tastor, just ask everyone to see the most, I hope to hear the most willing evaluation."

Although I know that Wu Yuan's identity is not simple, seeing Wu Yuan is so approachable, it also has the favor of everyone.

Subsequently, Wu Yuan beckoned to the young woman again.

The young woman came up and farted, "Son, what do you ordered?"

"Old rules, I said, you write."

Wu Yuan teased.

After listening to the young woman, her heart was so beautiful, "Thank you for Great Grace, so that the little girl has such a good fortune today."

Wu Yuan nodded with a smile, and did not forget to praise, "You're kind, your words are also good."

When the young woman heard it, it was even more beautiful.

This scene was extremely speechless to see the mother's mulberry, and even unknowingly felt that her status was threatened.

There is a trace of yin in the eyes, it seems that after Wu Yuan leaves, you must start with the young woman.

"By the way, I don't know your name." Wu Yuan seemed to have thought about it, so there was a question.

"The slave family Yin Ruyi." The young woman blushed.

Wu Yuan didn't say more after hearing it, that is, saying, "Let's start."

"Being a song on wine, life geometry."

"For example, Chao Lu, go to the sun to suffer a lot."

Nympho

As Wu Yuan's sentence blurted out, the entire elegance fell into a deadly silent.

"Qing Qingzi, leisurely my heart."

"But for the king, groaning so far."

Nympho

When a poem was given, Wu Yuan also took a sip of tea.

"How about? What do you think of this poem?"

However, it is embarrassing that after Wu Yuan finished speaking, there was still no movement.

This made Wu Yuan can't help looking at Yan Fei. Fortunately, Yan Fei still has an expression.

It's just that look like a monster -like look? Isn't it a poem? As for such exaggeration?

However, taking advantage of this, Wu Yuan still had to brush in front of Yan Fei.

"What? Have you been convinced by the talent of the prince?"

Yan Fei glanced at Wu Yuan, and then said something to his heart, "No."

Wu Yuan said teasingly: "If not, then there won't be. Why are you blushing?"

"Impossible, I didn't." Yan Fei tried her best to argue.

But the more he quibbles, the more he can feel his cheeks getting hot.

When Wu Yuan teased Yan Fei here, everyone over there finally reacted.

"What a poem. I didn't expect that I would be able to witness the birth of such a masterpiece of poetry with my own eyes. I really have no regrets in this life."

"Yes, I always thought that since I am a powerful martial artist, only the current crown prince has the talents that we look up to. I never thought that I would be able to see you today."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

As soon as this person said this, he suddenly realized that the others were stunned again.

I would like to ask, is it possible for a great martial artist to be as talented as two immortal poets?

Although it is not impossible, but thinking about the way the stupid minister of the Ministry of Industry knelt down just now, it seems that the only person who can be worthy of this status is the prince.

Good guy, Wu Yuan's identity is immediately revealed at this moment.

Mamasang stared straight at Wu Yuan, feeling a little at a loss.

As a person from Wu Zheng, I know that the relationship between the crown prince and the second prince is not very harmonious.

At this time, Mamasang didn’t know who Wu Yuan came here for this time.

If it was really for the second prince Wu Zheng, then she would most likely be implicated as well.

But if I came here just for the oiran, I might be able to get through without any danger today.

At the moment, Mamasang still didn't dare to act rashly. She clearly felt that Yan Fei's eyes were always on her.

At this moment, Wu Yuan also scratched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

Looking at everyone's expressions, you knew that your identity had been exposed.

The dignified prince went to Goulan to have fun, and it would not be good to spread the word.

He wasn't afraid, but he just didn't want it to reach Emperor Wu's ears, and he couldn't explain it and would accuse him again.

"Everyone, as I said, we are just here to have fun today. There are no officials here, only men who are also having fun."

Everyone present was smart. After hearing what Wu Yuan said, they immediately understood Wu Yuan's intention.

At that moment, everyone clasped their fists at Wu Yuan and promised repeatedly that they would not spread what they heard and saw today.

This was still pleasant to hear, but Wu Yuan found it strange that the eyes of these grown men became more eager.

It seemed as if it was going to swallow him up at any moment.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yuan was surrounded by these people and couldn't laugh or cry.

Then listen to the compliments of these people and enjoy the adoring eyes of these people.

He had already become the idol of these scholars, and he realized that the poems written during the previous battle with the Dayu Mission had been widely circulated.

Now he is the idol of countless talented people and beauties.

It makes Wu Yuan very happy to understand this. At least he, the prince, has won the hearts of scholars all over the world.

This is a good thing and something to be happy about.

But right now, Wu Yuan has no interest in these men.

"Everyone, I haven't talked about my poem yet. Am I qualified to meet the oiran Miss Haitang?"

Someone immediately responded: "That's natural. If you are not qualified, then no man in the world is qualified."

"What I'm saying is that Miss Haitang must have been waiting in a hurry. Young Master, you'd better go quickly."

Wu Yuan was also a little itchy at the thought of meeting the oiran.
Chapter completed!