Chapter 92 The opportunity for the second step came as scheduled
Li Shimin really couldn't stand it anymore.
"Let's go, let's go. It's getting late. Where's Zian? Let's go back quickly..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Lao Li, your road is getting narrower and narrower.
Don’t you have any energy at all in your wink?
Didn't you see that this young master is hooking up with a girl?
"In this case, I won't stay any longer. You two are welcome to come often -"
The emperor wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to stay.
Seeing that her wish had been initially fulfilled, Kong Yingda was in a good mood and bid farewell to the two of them with a smile on her face.
Wang Zi’an:……
Lao Kong, did I say I was leaving?
Are you also so lackluster?
"Miss Ling'er, we'll see you later -"
The owner had already sent her away, so she couldn't stay away. Prince An reluctantly waved goodbye to the girl, and almost said "Sayanara".
Li Shimin shook his riding whip hard and left faster than when he came.
If I had known this, I wouldn't have dragged the boy here today.
Kong Yingda, this old man, is really cunning and cunning, but I thought he was an upright gentleman!
For the first time, Li Shimin did not have dinner at Wang Zi'an's place, and hurried back. Don't say anything, just go back to the palace to educate his daughter. If you don't work harder, this prince consort will really fly away.
Changle, if it really doesn’t work, Aye can only give up on you.
While driving the carriage, Li Shimin wondered which other daughter in his family could catch the eye of this brat.
Wang Zi'an came back from the toilet and turned around to take a look.
Hey!
The garlic sprouts next to the stove are gone!
Two jars of fruit wine and a jar of Erguotou placed under the table were also missing!
No wonder I couldn't even find the porcelain jar that held Dongpo's elbow that day. It seemed that in all likelihood, this old boy had taken him away.
Sure enough, the pretty boy has no good intentions.
Lao Li, you are a bitch. You can't learn from that old guy like Lao Cheng.
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The twilight is closing, and from far to near, Chang'an City is slowly immersed in the night.
And everything that happened at Kong Yingda's poetry meeting began to gradually ferment and spread in the dark, and with the deliberate promotion of thoughtful people, various different versions were formed.
But Wang Zi'an's reputation has become famous.
The most typical manifestation is that that night, the songs in all the brothels were replaced by a few poems written by Wang Zi Anxin.
There are melodious songs circulating everywhere in Pingkangfang. Here it is "The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass is far away but there is nothing up close...", and there is "I hate having fun but have little joy in my life, but I am willing to love a daughter with a light smile..."
, especially the latter, is especially loved by guests.
Boss, who wouldn't like such a pretentious tone?
Inside Changxingfang, Wangfu.
Wang Tong knelt straight on the ground, his face pale.
The head of the family, Wang Yan, had a faint look of anger in his eyes.
"Just because of some trivial old grudges and unnecessary quarrels, you can argue with others at the Kong family banquet regardless of dignity? How do you make people treat me, the children of the Wang family? You have embarrassed our Wang family.
It’s over!”
Feeling the owner's anger at close range, Wang Tong's face turned pale and his body was trembling.
"What happened today, do you know where you went wrong?"
Wang Yan calmed down the anger in his heart a little and looked at this relatively talented young man in the clan.
"You shouldn't go against that Prince An..."
Wang Tong's face turned pale. He was not stupid. Now he calmed down and thought about it. The reason why he was so out of control was because he was tricked.
It's one thing for Wang Zi'an to provoke that bitch deliberately, but that bitch Cui Zihao doesn't have any good intentions either. He is being used as a gun.
"It seems like you still don't understand."
Looking at Wang Tong with a miserable expression, Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Even if Wang Zi'an has some talent and knowledge, what can he do? He is just the son of a rich country man. If our Wang family wants to deal with him, there are always opportunities. What is the difference between dealing with a trash fish? You are wrong if you are wrong.
Now, I have a irritable temper and no calmness in my heart——"
When Wang Tong heard this, his body suddenly shook and he knocked his head deeply to the ground.
"Thank you, Master, for your teaching. My nephew has realized his mistake!"
"Well, go down and reflect on yourself. You are not allowed to go out for a month."
Looking at Wang Tong's dejected back, a clan elder couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Then Wang Zi'an dared to humiliate my children of the Wang family in public. It seems that he doesn't take our Wang family seriously. How can we just sit back and watch him be so arrogant and arrogant-"
"Be calm and don't be impatient - this son has become famous now, and he also has a great interest in caring for Li Shu. Don't touch him lightly. Not only can you not touch him, but you must also give him a helping hand..."
Wang Yan gently put down the tea cup in his hand and ordered calmly.
"Tomorrow, let the younger generation of the clan go out, bring some clothes and food, and go help the homeless people. Our Wang family is a family that accumulates good deeds and helps the poor. We are always happy to see the results. How can we fall behind others?
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A scene like this was quietly happening everywhere on this night.
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Early the next morning.
An unprecedented spectacle appeared on the streets of Chang'an.
Those young men from aristocratic families, whom ordinary people would never even dare to think about, suddenly lost their aura of being unattainable, wore ordinary scholar robes, and walked among the people with friendly faces.
They behaved politely and had gentle smiles. They carried various new or old clothes and bedding, or steaming steamed buns with soup. When they saw the homeless victims, they gathered around them, asked about their welfare, gave money and gifts, and welcomed them.
There were waves of thanksgiving.
However, today's Chang'an City has the largest number of refugees.
Of course, in front of major grain stores.
The rest were all recruited away by that ugly girl from the Cheng family.
This is a scam!
Is it possible that when a young man comes out to show kindness, he still has to go to a place like the east of the city where birds don't poop?
There is something close, so why choose the far one, right?
As a result, the doors of major food stores were overcrowded.
The refugees who were in charge of queuing up to buy food were also confused. What was going on? In a blink of an eye, they had become the most popular people, and they were being scrambled to give away things.
These clothes are so warm and the food smells so good.
Where can these refugees buy food?
Many people squatted on the ground and started eating on the spot.
Suddenly the clever young man's eyes lit up and he saw the opportunity.
"Come on, you go aside and eat first, and I'll buy food for you!"
It can help the refugees without having to go around talking to these stinking refugees. The most important thing is that after buying, you can also take the opportunity to pour food and have a few words with Princess Changle next to you.
I am so smart, so flattering!
Looking at the scene in front of him, the fat and white "Grand Sun Steward" could not help but secretly clenched his fists, a look of horror and admiration flashed in his eyes.
That prince is worthy of being a talent valued by His Majesty.
It’s simply a miraculous plan, and he predicts events like a god!
The opportunity for the second step finally arrived as expected!