Seeing Cang Xue's expression of deep hatred, the expression on Lu Heng's face was extremely wonderful.
Finally, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed in his heart.
Uh, woman, it's really, really weird logic!
Cang Xue seemed to feel that she had gone a little too far. A faint blush appeared on her pretty face. She glanced secretly. She saw a helpless expression next to her, Mr. Lu, and she bravely raised her head again.
He started to glare at Wang Jiangong, who was standing in the crowd, having a verbal spat with the people watching around him.
Lu Heng turned his head and saw Wang Jiangong, who was standing in the crowd with his hands behind his back and his nostrils pointing upwards. He then looked at the bustling crowd at the bottom of the steps and saw that some of the guys in the crowd were already booing. They seemed to have rolled up their sleeves and were ready to go up.
When fighting.
Lu Heng hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over.
He, well, no matter what, he is his elder brother-in-law after all.
If I watched him being beaten by the crowd and stayed out of the incident, I would not be able to explain to Wang Tingzhi in the end.
Just as he was raising his feet to get ready to go down, he suddenly felt a warm little hand holding him.
Lu Heng turned around and saw Liu Qingqing, whose pretty face was full of worry, looking at him. Her white catkins were firmly holding his hand and not letting go.
"Uncle!" "Don't worry, it's okay!" Lu Heng gently shook her hand, smiled at her, then turned and walked towards the crowd.
After walking to Wang Jiangong's side, Lu Heng looked at the red-faced and thick-necked villagers with a kind smile on his face, coughed, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Everyone, everyone, can you listen to what Lu has to say!
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The excited crowd saw the scholar who had been standing at the door just now, watching the development of the situation, and came over. He said this very kindly.
The crowd gradually calmed down. Of course, there were a few hecklers who were still shouting at the top of their lungs. However, among the quiet crowd, these people seemed to be particularly conspicuous.
After they shouted a few times, they found that the people around them did not join in the booing, but turned their heads and looked at them with crazy eyes.
These guys with faces full of indignation suddenly felt like they had a fish bone stuck in their throats. Their roars that were so powerful just now turned into duck calls. They chuckled, lowered their heads and stopped talking.
The crowd around them turned their heads and looked at the scholar who was standing in the crowd and talking peacefully.
They knew this scholar.
His name is Lu Heng, and he is regarded as the number one talent among Jiangning students. Moreover, those who often come to Zijin's heart have naturally heard that this scholar is not only talented, but also the people he has befriended are all famous big shots in Jiangning City.
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It is said that most of the government officials in Jiangning Prefecture have a close relationship with this scholar. Moreover, when Duan was drinking in the tavern yesterday, he openly announced that anyone who dares to cause trouble in Zi Jin's heart will have trouble with him.
I just have trouble with Mr. Fu Yin.
What does this mean? It means that there must be a very close relationship between this scholar and Duan Baotou.
Maybe, the two of them are as good as Long Yang.
At this time, there were already some people in the crowd, looking at the handsome young man in front of them, twitching their chins and wondering, how could such a weak and weak scholar withstand Duan Tou's bull-like physique?
of.
Of course, Lu Heng, who was patiently persuading the people around him, didn't know that someone in the crowd thought so. If he had known, he would have been able to take back what he gave to Duan Captou yesterday.
"Everyone, what this young master said is true. He is the eldest son of the royal family in the east of the city!"
Lu Heng looked at the people with strange eyes around him, and he was a little curious. He didn't know why they had such expressions. However, when he saw that the crowd finally calmed down, he couldn't help but feel relieved. So, he took advantage of the opportunity.
Looking at the stall, he cupped his fists and smiled and introduced Wang Jiangong's identity to the people around him.
"The eldest son of the Wang family? Oops, isn't he the guy who was promoted to three levels in a row and had bad luck, which was widely reported in Jiangning City a few days ago? He is really an official of the imperial court!" After a brief silence,
A cry of surprise suddenly erupted from the crowd. Then, when they saw the faces of the people watching, their faces all changed and they hurriedly lowered their heads, fearing that Wang Jiangong would remember their appearance and seek provocation and revenge!
Some people even secretly left the scene while standing on the outside of the stall where no one was paying attention.
"Okay, fellow villagers, as the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. Compared with Mr. Wang's heart, naturally he will not cause trouble for you!" Seeing the faces of the people around him, Lu Heng showed a look of fear on their faces.
I smiled slightly in my heart and took the opportunity to persuade them to leave as soon as possible.
Turning his head and looking at Wang Jiangong, who was still sulking with his nostrils pointing upward, Lu Heng smiled, cupped his fists and asked, "Right, Mr. Wang!"
Wang Jiangong snorted, glanced at these common people with disdain, curled his lips and said: "That's natural, what kind of status do I have, how can I be like this gang of mobs!"
Lu Heng smiled slightly and said to Jiangong, "Master Wang is really kind-hearted!"
Turning his head, he stretched out his hand to rub his stiff face and forehead, which had a headache. He smiled bitterly and sighed. Then, he raised his head and saw the people around him, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. Lu Heng then struck while the iron was hot.
, smiled slightly, and clasped his fists at the people who had already given up on retreating: "Since Mr. Wang will no longer pursue your crimes, fellow villagers, please just disperse, okay?"
After hearing what Lu Heng said, the crowd of onlookers first bowed in unison and praised Wang Jiangong for not forgetting the faults of others. After some kind words, they suddenly turned around and disappeared in the blink of an eye at a jaw-dropping speed.
Without a trace.
On the empty ground, there was only a dry willow leaf, swaying gently. The breeze on the river blew, and the willow leaf slid on the ground, drifting farther and farther, and finally fell into the river, quietly
The flowing Qinhuai River floats into the distance.
Lu Heng withdrew his eyes from the river, turned his head, and looked at Wang Jiangong who was looking around blankly, wondering how these people left. He clasped his fists and asked with a smile: "I guess this dear friend is the most talented man in Jiangning, Wang
Well done!" Wang Jiangong lazily clasped his fists in return and snorted: "I don't dare to be the number one talented person, but it seems that there are not many people in Jiangning who can surpass me in poetry!" Hearing this!
Wang Jiangong's, uh, confident words made Lu Heng, who lowered his head, couldn't help but feel the muscles on his face tremble. He took a deep breath and suppressed the feeling of vomiting in his heart. He still forced a surprised expression,
Holding his fists, he said: "Young Master Wang is famous, I have heard about it for a long time! When we meet today, it is indeed better to meet him than to be famous!"
Wang Jiangong turned his head and looked at this eloquent scholar, feeling very proud of himself. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the goatee on his chin, and said with a proud smile: "Easy to say, easy to say! Haha!"
Seeing that Wang Jiangong had finally lowered his guard, Lu Heng smiled slightly in his heart. After coughing a lot, he cupped his fists and said to Wang Jiangong: "I have admired the talent of the young master for a long time. I finally saw Mr. Wang today, so I wanted to invite him."
Master, let me have a drink, I wonder if I can give you a favor!"
Wang Jiangong was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and saw the scholar with an admiring look on his face. He thought to himself that he had not eaten since he came out in the morning. He was really hungry now.
So, he coughed and said seriously: "In that case, I will give you some advice!"
Lu Heng hurriedly acted like he was flattered, cupped his fists and gave a slight salute, pointed his hand forward, and said to Wang Jiangong: "Master Wang, please!"
"Yeah!" Wang Jiangong snorted, then walked out first with his hands behind his back and a square step.
Behind him, Lu Heng looked at Wang Jiangong who was walking strutting in front of him. He shook his head with a wry smile and reached out to wipe the disgusting sweat from his forehead. He turned around and faced the three Liu Qingqing girls, spreading his hands with a look on his face.
He smiled helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.
Seeing her uncle looking so embarrassed, Liu Qingqing, who was standing at the door, covered her mouth and snickered. There was a deep smile in her beautiful eyes, just like a blooming lotus in the blue bodàng spring water.
Extraordinarily charming.
In the elegant room of Shiweixian, when you open the window, you can see the Qinhuai River shrouded in mist in the distance, like a jade belt.
At this time, the breeze blows slowly, refreshing and pleasant.
Lu Heng and the eldest son of the Wang family stood side by side in front of the window, looking at the charming scenery of Jiangning in the distance. They were excited and recited poems in response.
Well, actually, the main thing is that Mr. Wang is reciting poems while shaking his head. Every time he takes a sip of wine and shakes his head and utters a line of the first couplet, Lu Heng next to him looks like he has little knowledge, which is a pity.
He shook his head and said that he didn't know how. Then he flattered him and said, Mr. Wang is talented and has a wealth of knowledge and so on.
At this time, Wang Jiangong laughed and read out the second couplet that he had already memorized by heart.
After holding the wine and drinking up the glass, Wang Jiangong burped comfortably. Then, with great interest, he pointed at the quacking gray and white ducks by the Qinhuai River in the distance.
. Turned his head, looked at Lu Heng with drunken eyes, and said vaguely, smelling of alcohol: "Brother, do you have any masterpieces?"
Lu Heng followed Wang Jiangong's wagging finger and saw the group of ducks. He shook his head slightly and sighed: "I have little knowledge and no good works!"
"I got a piece by chance!" Wang Jiangong said, stroking his goatee and shaking his head.
"Oh, I'm all ears!" Lu Heng turned his head, with a smile in his eyes, and said with fists in his hands.
"Yeah!" Wang Jiangong, who was flourishing in poetry today, readily agreed to Lu Heng's request. He coughed, cleared his throat, held a glass of wine, shook his head and recited: "A group of geese on the shore, booing.
Drive down the river! Go into the river to catch geese to cure your hunger, and after eating, go home to play with your wife! Hahaha!" Wang Jiangong raised his head and laughed, raised his head, shook his hand, and spilled the full glass of wine all over his face.@.