Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

But because these actions are very back-and-forth, it seems that they want to fight in the way of Bo Shengxin, so even Liang Ruoxu, a half-old fox, doesn't pay much attention to him.

Now it seems that they are blindfolded?

Just because the second prince is too flamboyant, too high-profile, and too aggressive, so even if the third prince does something, it can be pushed to the second prince's head?

I have to say, this is really an idea that an old fox like Qing Guogong could come up with. Isn't it safe to hide behind the target!

The master made a sudden move to bring down the second prince, which may really mess up their plans, and he will not be able to hide in the future.

Liang Ruoxu shook his head while walking: "But it's still not right. Now it has been confirmed that the second prince is the one who is playing tricks in Nanyang. I thought it might be related to Uncle Qingshan, but if the second prince doesn't know anything, he And why are you going to deal with Shen Shouyan? Where did I make a mistake? I can't figure it out... I can't figure it out..."

Yan Chenjue stood quietly for a while, waiting for him to figure it out, but he couldn't figure it out in the end.

Tang Shirong came out with a smile and said, "Are you here?"

He straightened the corner of his clothes: "Have you guys finished talking? Let's go now?"

Yan Chenjue nodded and followed him.

They came neither early nor late, but Jiang Wentong had already arrived.

Jiang Wentong was born wealthy, talented and learned, and has many fans around him.

But, it's okay to target ordinary people together, but to target the disciple of a great Confucianist, the junior of the county magistrate, who would risk his life to be this dog's leg?

So Jiang Wentong was the only one around.

He is arrogant and conceited. When he encountered this situation, he was of course extremely disappointed. When he saw them coming, he smiled and said: "Tang Erlang is here? I have been waiting for a long time!"

"It's my fault," Tang Shirong said with a smile, "Because the appointment was Sishi, I told my family to call me half an hour in advance, and it took me a quarter of an hour to change clothes. late."

This is just a sentence, I am not late, but you are early!

Then someone smoothed things over: "Who is this? Look at him, he is really a good-looking talent."

Tang Shirong smiled and said, "This is my best friend, surnamed Yan."

Yan Shenjue arched his hands: "My surname is Yan, my first name is Jun, and my character is Shenjue. You are all polite."

Before he could finish his sentence, someone said in surprise, "Yan Yu? The head of the case in Pingyang County??"

Tang Jinrong couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He originally wanted to find an opportunity to tell this matter, but he didn't want someone to know, which would save trouble.

Others inquired one after another, and the man said: "I also happened to know that my father is a businessman. When he came back, he passed by Pingyang and heard people mention this name."

Everyone couldn't help admiring, and asked Yan Shenjue's age. Hearing that he was only eleven, they even exclaimed.

Jiang Wentong said with a half-smile, "People from Pingyang County, what are they doing in our county? Tang Erlang called them here on purpose?"

Yan Shenjue said calmly: "I'm from the capital city. I came here with Master. I originally lived here. I just didn't want to compete with Tang Erge for the top spot, so I took the naturalization test in another place."

Jiang Wentong said with a chuckle: "Sure enough, he is a young man with high ambitions. Hearing you say that, I think the case book is something you are waiting for!"

What he said actually implied that there was something strange about the case of the two of them.

But Yan Shenjue said directly: "It's already in the bag, isn't it?"

Jiang Wentong choked.

Tang Shirong was secretly amused.

He discovered that Jiang Wentong belonged to that kind of person. He must be the most conspicuous among all the people, and everyone's attention must be on him. Whenever someone pays attention to others, he is upset and wants to fight.

I don't know how to get used to this temper, but it can be seen that... his talent is not enough to support his bad temper.

If he had the talent of Li Bai, a poetic fairy, then this kind of temper might be taken for granted, but he is not. He is talented, but not talented enough. Even if you get the first place in the exam, you can't get along.

Someone smoothed things over again, pulling them to sit down, people came over one after another, and everyone greeted each other.

What about the essay meeting, it was originally about drinking tea, chatting and writing articles, so, after a while, I went to the step of writing articles.

The people sitting here are all well-known talents on the list, and most of them have a bit of arrogance. After discussing it, we decided to take it easy and not write articles, but write poems... Everyone respectfully invites the two heads of the desk to come up with questions. All rejected.

Because it happened to be March 3rd, it was simply agreed to use spring plowing as the theme, each with a five-character quatrain and a stick of incense, that is, a limit of two quarters of an hour.

This is the place where literary meetings are often held, and pens and inks have been sent early, and everyone finds a place to meditate.

Tang Shirong didn't show off before because he wanted to be on the safe side, but this kind of literary club is for self-certification, or to prove his innocence, and what he wants is to show off, so after announcing the rules earlier, he went directly to the table and took a pen and paper wrote.

Everyone:"……"

Jiang Wentong gritted his teeth.

He was proud and arrogant, and wanted to fight for everything, but he lost in time when he first came up, and immediately became impetuous.

The next moment, Yan Shenjue also stepped forward to write. The two poems were spread out on the table like this, and everyone couldn't read them.

Tang Shirong and Yan Chenjue were talking by the window again, with a very low voice.

But to Jiang Wentong's ears, it was really disturbing, he couldn't help but said: "Can you be quieter!"

Tang Shirong paused, and said with a good temper: "Sorry, it's my fault, it disturbed Brother Jiang's thinking."

He went back and sat down.

One person thought he had won a poem, so he went to the desk to write it, but when he picked up the pen, he caught a glimpse of the poems of the two, thought about it, and said: "That's all! "

When he did this, everyone's mentality collapsed even more, and more than one person laughed and said: "I am eager to read the two masterpieces, but I can't write them."

One side just came over, and some people kept the etiquette, first wrote it on the side, and then came to read it, and said with a smile: "I'm willing to bow down."

Yes, Tang Shirong, he did it on purpose.

He is not good at poetry.

He is good at writing, not good at poetry.

But geniuses are not good at, and the standards are different from ordinary people. It is no problem to produce excellent works, but it may not be able to amaze everyone and crush everyone.

But he can still work hard.

He can do his homework early and rehearse in advance.

Of course, maybe everyone will preview it in advance.

But some people will only rehearse the scenery after winning repeatedly.

There are also people, like Tang Shirong, a growing little fox, who will rehearse everyone's conversations, determine their own reactions, and infer possible topics, and then make them and figure them out until they are perfect.

Then at this time, he pretended to be "without thinking", which was both trolling and disturbing others, and his name was immediately publicized.

But Yan Shenjue definitely wrote it now, and the second elder brother also became curious, went over to look at his, and couldn't help but bow to him, expressing his admiration.