I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Satisfied, Ying Yi got the poem and sat down to drink.

Miss Ziyan is his tonight.

"Young Master Yingyi, I heard that Wang Xuan has returned to the Royal City. His Majesty personally summoned him this time. I don't know why."

A child of an aristocratic family sitting next to Ying Yi asked.

The news about Wang Xuan's return to the royal city and Ying Zheng's serious illness is now flying everywhere in Xianyang City.

As a child of the clan, Ying Yi is very likely to know the inside story that others don't.

"Yeah, Mr. Ying Yi, please tell me. You are the clan, what news can you hide from you?"

People around spoke one after another.

Many people also pricked up their ears.

Hearing this, Ying Yi couldn't help laughing.

"Actually, it's nothing. Your Majesty is seriously ill. As for Wang Xuan, His Majesty will probably call him back when he is confused."

Wang Xuan couldn't help shaking his head secretly in the corner.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng was only pretending to be seriously ill. If he really was seriously ill, being publicized by him would only amplify panic, create factors of instability, and cause chaos in vain.

This Ying Yi is simply a pig's head.

"I heard that His Majesty wants him to stabilize the situation in the royal city. Is it true? If so, doesn't it mean that Wang Xuan is going to become the Minister of Tuogu, and soon he will be made a Marquis and become a Prime Minister, an extremely human minister."

"Shit, he deserves it too!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Yi became anxious immediately.

"That bastard, if it weren't for his contribution to the empire, my young master would have already skinned him."

Ying Yi said angrily.

Feng Lun next to him couldn't listen anymore.

"Master Yingyi, but how did I hear that you were taken care of by Wang Xuan, and in my opinion, Wang Xuan is clearly a young hero."

"He has repeatedly made military exploits in Beiguguan and helped His Majesty in Sanghai. On the contrary, it is you who can only bully others."

Feng Lun's status is not low. Although Ying Yi is a clan, Feng Lun dares to be tough.

"Why do you want to fight?"

Ying Yi immediately became angry from embarrassment.

On the second floor, Zhou Ziyan's expression is extremely complicated.

When that bastard came to Wangcheng, he actually stirred up the boundless situation.

The person hasn't appeared yet, and they are about to fight over him.

That bastard seems to be everywhere, and he can't stop anywhere.

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After all, Feng Lun was his little brother, so he couldn't just watch Ying Yi bully him, and Feng Lun just started the dispute by speaking for him.

It's just that Wang Xuan's current identity is too sensitive, and it's really not easy to stand up for Feng Lun directly.

After thinking for a while, Wang Xuan waved to Mr. Gui who was watching the fun.

Originally, Gui Gong had some disdain for Wang Xuan.

This mysterious guy wearing a bamboo hat has been hiding in a corner since he came in.

He had noticed Wang Xuan for a long time, and felt that this must be someone with no background, who might be embarrassed to meet people for the first time.

Otherwise, no one would wear a bamboo hat when he came to this kind of place.

But Wang Xuan was a guest after all, in Wangcheng, a place where high-ranking officials walked everywhere, and the second generation of officials were not as good as dogs, maybe accidentally messing with someone would cost him his life.

"Does this master have any orders?"

Mr. Turtle gritted his teeth and asked.

"Help me go to Beiying to deliver a letter to Commander Meng, and I'll give you a hundred guan after delivering it."

As he spoke, Wang Xuan directly placed a letter bag on the table.

The tortoise's eyes straightened immediately.

At the same time, the way he looked at Wang Xuan was different.

Beiying is one of the two imperial guards in Wangcheng, the emperor's cronies.

Wang Xuan was able to know the great commander of the Northern Camp, definitely not an ordinary person.

"Let's go now, little one."

Mr. Gui happily took the letter and set off.

On the other side, Ying Yi and Feng Lun were at war with each other.

However, Feng Lun's momentum was obviously weaker.

After all, it is the clan, and Feng Lun is a pure scholar, his fists are not very powerful.

This made Feng Lun hold his breath.

"The surname is Feng, so what if the young master scolds that Wang Xuan?"

"What, are you the dignified Young Master of the Feng family going to be that Emperor Xuan's dog?"

Ying Yi is unscrupulous.

Feng Lun was very angry.

"Okay, my two masters, everyone is here to have fun, so why bother making trouble, how about the little girl play a song for everyone."

Zhou Ziyan's melodious voice came from upstairs, as if with special magic power, the field became quiet.

"Zi Yan's Taoism has deepened again this week."

Wang Xuan thought in his heart.

This definitely uses the illusion of the Yin Yang family.

It's just that I don't know what arrangement the Yinyang family has for transferring Zhou Ziyan to Wangcheng.

Are you inquiring about information in the brothel, or doing something else?

After the Yinyang family captured Ying Yinman, they were ready to turn against Da Qin.

It's just that I don't know what's behind it.

The curling sound of the piano floated down from the second floor, and many people were fascinated by it.

"Brother, you said Liu Qi's poems were not very good? Do you have better poems?"

A man sitting next to Wang Xuan couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Others couldn't hear clearly, but he could hear clearly when he sat beside Wang Xuan.

At that time, everyone praised how wonderful Liu Qi's poems were, but only Wang Xuan seemed a little dismissive.

"That's natural. I have a poem about scenery here, and I can also include Miss Ziyan's name in it. Miss Ziyan will be very happy if she hears it."

"really?"

The other party's eyes lit up.

"Brother, I don't believe it, I'll listen to you read a sentence."

"Sunshine censer emits purple smoke, watching waterfalls hanging from Qianchuan in the distance."

Wang Xuan shook his head, said a few words just now, the other party's eyes lit up.

That Ying Yi was obviously determined to win Miss Ziyan, so he snatched Liu Qi's poem, but after all, it was not his own, and it was not good to spread it. If he bought the poem and gave it to him, he would definitely gain Ying Yi's favor.

My family is in business, so building a good relationship with Yingyi in Wangcheng is equivalent to finding a backer.

"Brother, are you selling this poem?"

The other party stared at Wang Xuan with burning eyes.

"Of course."

"Brother, let's make a price."

"Okay, one hundred thousand."

man:"……".

Don't you go to heaven?

You are already a rich man with a lot of wealth, how dare you open your mouth and ask for a hundred thousand?

Seeing that the other party wanted to give up, Wang Xuan immediately lowered his voice and said, "Maybe I ask for the price, so maybe you counter the price. If there is no righteousness in the deal, if you pay back, maybe it will be."

"How can I pay back the one hundred thousand coins?"

The other party hesitated.

"One hundred strings?"

"make a deal."

Wang Xuan immediately said impatiently.

man:"……"

Always feel that something is not right.

One hundred thousand guan and one hundred guan by himself, and that's it.

Wang Xuan wrote the poem on silk and handed it to the other party.

The other party put the poem in his arms, and couldn't wait to walk in the direction of Ying Yi.

At this moment, Ying Yi thought that Miss Ziyan was his tonight, and looked at the people around him complacently.

Especially squinting at Feng Lun, he gritted his teeth angrily.