Mr. Jiang, who escaped by urinating, turned a few corners and came to Nie Xiaoli's side, pretending to be admiring the flowers by accident.

Nie Xiaoli seemed to be in a good mood and was in a good mood. He was humming a tune and admiring the flowers in a plum tree alone.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but find it funny when he got closer, because she was actually singing A Chinese Ghost Story. But her oriole-like singing voice had a different flavor to it.

Nie Xiaoli was immersed in his own little world at the moment, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "But Miss Nie Xiaoqian?"

Jiang Fan was the only one who knew Nie Xiaoqian's story. Nie Xiaoli shivered and the plum blossom branches he held in his hands broke off.

"Mr. Gong..."

Turning around suddenly, I found a charming beauty in white fox fur.

At that time, my mouth was open and I didn't know what was happening.

Jiang Fan was amused: "It's not the father-in-law, it's the young master."

Nie Xiaoli looked at him blankly: "Are you the young master?"

Jiang Fan blinked narrowly: "You are not the young master, Mr. Ning Caichen."

Only she and the young master knew about this matter. She blushed when she heard this, but she still didn't believe it.

Jiang Fan had no choice but to adjust his mask and whispered with his original voice: "It's me, Jiang Fan."

Nie Xiaoli was stunned, and it took him a long time to say: "Master? You, why are you like this..."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "There's something going on, there's something going on. Just stay calm and don't show off your flaws."

Nie Xiaoli was relieved after confirming that he was Jiang Fan, but he was also very curious. He didn't expect that the master's disguise skills were so good, and he turned into a pretty girl in a blink of an eye, even better than himself, Lin Zhaoji, and Sima Weiwei.

Jean is truly amazing.

"Let's get down to business first. You have to help me keep an eye on Wang Chulan. If there is any trouble, you have to find a way to notify me as soon as possible. Be careful not to show off your mistakes. You can ask Nangong Xin for help."

Nie Xiaoli nodded to take note of it.

Jiang Fan then said: "As long as you have read my letter and you have an idea, don't put your worries on your face."

Nie Xiaoli said: "Don't worry, young master, Xiaoli knows what's appropriate."

"Well, I originally wanted to tell you and Sanniang to be careful about the Wang family and his son becoming suspicious, but now it seems that I was right. The eldest prince's move was unexpected. Wang Chulan took the opportunity to ask you to go with him to find out the root cause.

You have to deal with it carefully."

"Little Oriole knows, but the strange thing is that along the way, he

He treated me with great respect and did not mention anything about me and the young master."

"Haha, this is where he is clever. Remember that a master will not write his true purpose on his face. Every move you make is actually under his observation."

"Xiaoli understood, so she deliberately showed that she wanted to rebuild the old relationship with him."

"That's fine, but don't act as if I have never existed. This will make him more suspicious."

Nie Xiaoli was actually a very smart woman, and she understood what he meant after a moment's thought. Her big eyes were filled with mist, and she looked a little sad: "Young Master Ning has already appeared, how can you pretend that nothing happened?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Yes, this is the state."

Little did he know, Nie Xiaoli stepped on him a hundred times with her white little feet.

While Mr. Jiang was pretending to be having a casual conversation with Nie Xiaoli, Mu Qiuyun, who had found Miss Jiang's whereabouts again, came running from a distance again.

Mr. Jiang's face suddenly darkened: "Little Oriole, wait for me to stop the guy running over."

Nie Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the handsome and charming young man with a folding fan. He suddenly seemed to understand something in his heart and almost stopped laughing.

"That's right..." Mr. Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "My lady's charm is really irresistible..."

Feeling helpless, he quickly rubbed oil on his soles and ran away for the second time.

The next half hour was a scene of Mr. Mu stalking and Mr. Jiang breaking down and running away one after another.

This scene was seen by many people and was very funny.

Later, someone told Mr. Mu that this was donated to Mr. Nangong, please take it easy.

Mr. Mu was filled with regrets and reluctantly stepped aside, but his eyes were still following Miss Jiang.

Mr. Jiang always felt like there were countless ants on his back, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Fortunately, half an hour passed and the poetry tasting finally began.

A large group of people gathered around the high platform to read poems, and people applauded from time to time. Especially Lin Zhaoji's song "Snow in the World" won the praise of countless people.

Mr. Jiang was completely absent-minded. He took the opportunity to look at the eldest prince and Wang Chulan with his eyes, and his mind was racing with conspiracies.

It wasn't until Su Rongxue jumped down from the stage to drag him that he realized that everyone

Everyone is waiting for them to write poems.

I was very embarrassed for a while. What kind of poem should I write? I haven’t thought about it yet.

Fortunately, I have memorized a lot of poems about praising snow and praising plum blossoms, so as a liberal arts teacher, I still have this ability.

I had to do a quick search and randomly picked up a song that I thought was relatively low-key.

"When there are flowers, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown. The snow covers the paths in the cold mountains; the bright moon has the same sad heart, and a bare shadow waits for others to come."

Little did he know that a poem that I thought was quite obscure actually shocked the audience and attracted countless people's attention. It was even said to be slightly better than Lin Zhaoji's poem.

In the end, everything backfired, and Mr. Jiang became the target of public criticism as expected.

I don't want to be exposed.

This was good, as all the talented men and women present looked at him with admiration, and the eldest prince and Wang Chulan also paid attention to him.

The biggest headache was for Mu Qiuyun, who was muttering something about Yi Zhi Su Ying waiting for someone to come, and he looked like he was probably crazy.

After more than an hour of tasting session, it was unanimously recognized that Jiang Gongzi and Lin Zhaoji tied for the top spot, becoming the biggest hot spot of this Mei Xue Poetry Fair.

So Miss Jiang was lucky enough to be summoned by the eldest prince.

When they arrived at the pavilion, the eldest prince was chatting and laughing with Nangong Xin and Wang Chulan.

Seeing the beauty in white fox fur approaching from afar, the eldest prince smiled slightly: "Young Master Xin is so lucky to have such a beauty with both talent and beauty. I envy others."

Nangong Xin said: "Everywhere, friends from Jiangnan Road are messing around. Miss Jiang is both talented and beautiful, and Nangong Xin doesn't dare to blaspheme."

The eldest prince said calmly: "Young Master Xin has done business all over the world and has connections all over the world. This makes me envious."

Nangong Xin said: "The Nangong family has been favored by the King of Jin for generations, so they should make more money and serve the country."

The eldest prince said: "Master Xin, do you mean that you are only serving the country? Not for a certain person?"

"That's natural." Nangong Xin looked calm.

"Well, good, good... I hope Mr. Xin will remain determined."

As she spoke, the beauty in white fox fur walked into the pavilion and greeted everyone.

Needless to say, Nangong Xin, Wang Chulan and the eldest prince were both impressed.
Chapter completed!