Yipin Tang

Chapter 257
Chen Daqi hurriedly said: "How can this be done!" He wanted to push the box back.

Wang Xiang smiled and said: "What's wrong, Fanbang has plenty of money, why don't they accept it if they want to give it away, keep it."

Wang Xiang's unquestionable tone made Chen Daqi feel a little confused, he hesitated: "But..."

"I'll teach you one more thing today." A special smile appeared on Wang Xiang's face.

Chen Daqi hastily said respectfully: "My lord, please give me your advice." Only after entering the Gewu Academy did he know that there are such advanced mathematics and Gewu in the world, and these knowledge came from Wang Xiang. Chen Daqi naturally listened carefully to the teachings.

Wang Xiang squinted his eyes and smiled, and slowly said: "For those people who are stupid, rich and malicious, we have to learn to only accept gifts and not do anything, understand?"

"Ah?" Chen Daqi obviously didn't expect that this was the one thing Wang Xiang said to teach him, and he was a little stunned.

At this moment, Chen San became alert, and quickly said: "I understand, I understand. Master Hou means that we can accept the things those people send, but we don't know anything about what they ask."

Chen Daqi suddenly realized, but felt that this seemed a little too unkind...

Wang Xiang guessed what Chen Daqi was thinking, and asked with a smile: "Do you think this is against the way of a gentleman?"

Chen Daqi nodded, and Wang Xiang said nonchalantly, "The way of a gentleman depends on who he treats. We should abide by the way of a gentleman when dealing with people in ordinary ways, but we must treat people who have bad intentions in the first place."

Chen Daqi nodded half-understood and said, "Is it just like in mathematics that a special problem needs to be done in a special way?"

"Uh...you can say that." Wang Xiang sweated in his heart. He is indeed a high-achieving student in mathematics, and he can relate to mathematics in everything.

When Chen San left with the wooden box in his arms, he still couldn't believe that the treasure in this box was his own?

"Daqi, do you think we will accept any more items from others in the future?"

In front of Chen San, Chen Daqi didn't look like a little adult, so he smiled sweetly like an ordinary child: "Father, didn't the judge say it all, we only accept gifts and do nothing."

Chen San suddenly became happy: "Yes, yes, Master Hou said, only accept gifts and do nothing, ha ha ha." Thinking that he could continue to receive gifts in the future, Chen San couldn't help but giggle.

The matter of Chen Daqi made Wang Xiang vigilant. Fanbang could find Chen Daqi or other students from Gewu Academy, and he could not guarantee that everyone could withstand the temptation of money. too rich.

Wang Xiang planned to send someone to secretly investigate this matter, if someone could not withstand the temptation to leak the knowledge of Gewuyuan, he would mercilessly expel them from Gewuyuan.

Later, the people in the village gradually dispersed, and more and more officials and wealthy businessmen came to the door with expensive gifts. They went to the houses of Changsun Wuji and Lao Cheng who were the pillars of the Tang Dynasty, and now it was finally their turn. Wang Xiang, the rising star of the Tang Dynasty.

There were too many courtesies and heavy courtesies, but Wang Xiang lost interest in socializing, so he went out after coping casually.

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In a quiet and elegant courtyard, Ningxiang, Xiaoyun, Qing'er and Xiaobei were sitting around a small round table in new clothes. There was a delicate stove by their feet, and a small and delicate table was placed on the table. The hot pot was bubbling and steaming, and there were small plates placed around the hot pot. There was not much food in the plates, but they were very delicate, and there was also a pot of warm imperial concubine wine.

"Sister Ningxiang, do you think the prince will come to see us?" Xiaobei's face was flushed red, and he didn't know whether it was from the cold or from the heat of the hot pot, or from the effect of the imperial concubine wine.

After hearing Xiaobei's words, Qing'er rushed to say: "Young Master Wang is Lord Hou, his house must be very lively today, how could he have time to come and see us?"

"Oh." Xiaobei was a little disappointed, "Then let's go to the prince's mansion to give him New Year greetings."

"That will have to wait until tomorrow, today is the first day, let's talk about what capacity we are going to pay New Year's greetings to the prince. There are two wives in his mansion."

Xiaobei didn't speak anymore, and Ningxiang was also silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qing'er continued: "In the past, during the Chinese New Year in Yicui Tower, many sisters would gather together. It was so lively."

Xiaoyun shook his head and smiled, "Do you want to go back to Yicui Tower?"

Qing'er shook her head again and again: "No, I just think this year's first day is really deserted."

Xiao Bei nodded when he heard the words, and seemed to share the same feeling.

Xiaoyun sighed and said: "We girls have to find someone to marry after all, otherwise we can only be deserted, no one pities and no one loves. I didn't dare to think about it in Yicuilou before, but now we are free. Yes, Prince Wang also said that if we have something we like..."

"Hehe, sister Xiaoyun wants to get married?" Qing'er couldn't help but joke, in fact, she had the same thoughts, except for Xiaobei, she, Xiaoyun, and Ningxiang were all over the age of Double Ten. Although they are in full bloom and have countless fans in Yipin Theater, youth will eventually pass away slowly. This is clear to them who used to be in Yicuilou. "Old age", the average woman gets married at the age of [-] or [-], and becomes a mother at the age of [-] or [-].

Xiaobei was young, and said in a dazed way: "Aren't there many sons and young masters who want to marry some sisters? It's just that if the sisters are all married, no one will accompany Xiaobei."

Seeing Xiaobei's resentful expression, Qing'er chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't marry those young masters."

Xiaoyun sighed and said, "If you don't marry them, who do you want to marry?"

Qing'er pouted and said: "Which one of those sons and young masters is sincere to us, and they all covet us...our beauty, I would rather find...an ordinary farmer to marry."

Xiaoyun didn't know what those sons and young masters were thinking, shook his head and smiled wryly, "Are you really willing to marry an ordinary farmer?"

Of course Qing'er was not reconciled: "Then...then... No matter how bad it is, I can find a poor scholar."

"But a poor scholar like Mr. Ma?" Xiaoyun couldn't help joking when she recalled the scene in the Yicui Tower. The Mr. Ma she was talking about was Ma Wenxin.

After hearing Xiaoyun's words, Qing'er also remembered that she had shown off Ma Wenxin's poems in front of Wang Xiang, her face blushed, and she whispered: "In fact, Mr. Ma is not bad, but if he can marry someone like Mr. The best."

Xiaoyun heard Qing'er whispering and laughed: "You dare to think of someone like Wang Gongzi."

"Can't I just think about it?" Qing'er insisted: "Otherwise I can follow those Fusang people and give myself to the prince as a gift."

She really dared to say anything, Xiaoyun shook her head and said: "Actually, among our sisters, sister Ningxiang is the best match for Prince Wang. I think that Prince Wang had to be with many masters in order to be the guest of sister Ningxiang. The young master is fighting."

Hearing Xiaoyun mention that Ningxiang's body trembled, although she was silent, she had actually been listening to the conversation between Qing'er and Xiaoyun, and when she heard them talking about Wang Xiang, she couldn't help but get confused.

Is the playboy who I dismissed at the beginning lingering in my heart now?
(End of this chapter)