Knock knock knock knock...

The madam held a box of gold coins and knocked on the door of the box.

The two people in the house frowned slightly, and when a good thing was disturbed, they naturally felt much better.

Mr. Zhang said in a deep voice: "What's the matter disturbing?"

The madam heard the voice and replied flatteringly: "Young Master, I have an urgent matter here to find Lianhua. It is of great importance, so I have to..."

"Madam, come in!" Fairy Lianhua's cold voice came.

The madam did not push the door open immediately, but waited until the rustling sound inside disappeared before slowly pushing the door and walking in.

He respectfully bowed to Mr. Zhang, and the madam handed the box containing gold coins to Fairy Lianhua.

The reason why the madam came to disturb her at this time was that she wanted to use Mr. Zhang to convince Fairy Lianhua to help her.

After all, Cui Sheng is the eldest grandson of the Cui clan of Qinghe, and even this young master Zhang is going to give in.

"Good daughter, this is the money sent by Mr. Cui just now!"

Fairy Lianhua frowned slightly and said in confusion: "Who is Mr. Cui who the nanny said?"

The madam looked up at Mr. Zhang, and saw that he was also puzzled, and said with a smile: "It's Mr. Cui Sheng and Mr. Cui from the Cui family of Qinghe."

Mr. Zhang's expression changed, Fairy Lianhua was stunned for a moment, and then said in confusion: "Why did he send money?"

The madam smiled and opened the box, revealing a box of gold coins inside, saying, "It's said it was the money for buying your poem, haha, my good daughter is worthy of being the number one talented woman in Chang'an City. Look at this money, it's enough to buy a house in the south of the city."

Hearing this, Fairy Lianhua became even more confused: "Daughter doesn't remember any poems sold?!"

The madam was stunned when she heard this, then she realized and hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, good daughter, listen to the nanny's explanation, this is what happened..."

"ah?!"

After listening to the madam's story, Fairy Lianhua sat up in shock, and her face turned pale with her pink and jade-carved melon-shaped face.

"You, what did you say, you sold that poem to...you, you, you..."

Fairy Lianhua reacted so much that she really scared the madam.

Not only her, but Mr. Zhang, who was listening to the truth, also had a drastic expression. He just heard Fairy Lianhua recite the poem.

The poems of Xijia Erlang were actually sold by his subordinates to others to participate in the poetry battle!!!

Mr. Zhang opened his mouth in surprise. After a while, he was so angry that he picked up the wine pot beside him and smashed it in the face of the madam.

With a loud bang, the wine pot broke down, and the wine mixed with blood flowed down from the madam's frightened face.

"Dog kill, how dare you?!" Mr. Zhang changed his previous gentle image and began to exude fragrance.

Although the madam was hit by her head, she also heard clearly what she had made a big mistake.

He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Old miss, I don't know that the poem was written by Erlang of the Xi family. I just thought it was written by Lianhua, so I wanted to gain some fame for our Linglong Pavilion. I am also thinking about Linglong Pavilion. Please spare your life, please spare your life..."

Mr. Zhang took a deep breath, and was unmoved to see the madam knocking her forehead. Her bloodshot eyes gradually showed a hint of panic. That person... After all, he was Shuofang's little husband!

Fairy Lianhua was also panicked, got up and grabbed his arm, panickedly asked for help, "Zhang Lang, what should I do about this?"

Mr. Zhang looked at her, a hint of impatient flashed in his eyes, and pushed her away casually, and said in a deep voice: "I will report my adoptive father immediately. The most troublesome thing about this is the attitude of Erlang of the Xi family. If he keeps holding on, I am afraid that not only Qinghe Cui will suffer, but also the adoptive father will be implicated... You, alas, I don't know what to say to you, just wait."

After saying that, Mr. Zhang left quickly in anger.

Looking at his back, Fairy Lianhua gradually fell into despair. She glanced at the kneeling madam on the ground and was immediately angry. She picked up the flag box on the chess table and smashed it directly at the madam. The black chess piece sputtered and landed on the ground.

At this moment, a bell suddenly came from the lakeside, and then a turtle man who looked like a manager ran onto the boat excitedly, shouting while running: "The poet's leader appears, the poet's leader appears, and this poetry releasing ceremony was the leader of the Qinghe Prince Cui's family."

Hearing this plea, Fairy Lianhua staggered a few steps, and sat on the ground, her beautiful face covered by Wuming's fear: "It's over, it's over..."

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At the same time, Mingxinfang, which had just been docked.

Wei Tianzhen held the poem he had just sent in his hand, and his eyebrows gradually frowned.

The manager thought Wei Tianzhen was in a bad mood because he lost, so he stood aside and was afraid to speak.

Wei Tianzhen whispered: "How is this possible... Could it be!"

Suddenly remembering the fairy Lianhua who was sent away by him, Wei Tianzhen looked up at the painting boat in the middle of the lake.

"What are your instructions?" The manager asked when he saw this.

Wei Tianzhen pointed to the pleasure boat in Linglong Pavilion and ordered angrily: "Send someone to find Yuwen Lianhua for me quickly."

The manager was unclear, so I gave up my hand and hurriedly made arrangements.

Wei Tianzhen looked at the poem in his hand, thought about it secretly, and then turned around and trotted towards the dock.

After Xi Yunfei and Mu Ziyi docked in Mingxinfang, they got off the boat and said they wanted to go back to the princess's mansion.

It’s only a cup of tea before and after, and I think the person who came shouldn’t have gone far.

However, when Wei Tianzhen ran to the dock, Xi Yunfei's golden classic car was gone.

Wei Tianzhen stomped his feet heavily, looking quite upset.

So here were a few people walking towards Wenzheng Pavilion.

The leader was the old man from Wei, and the one who walked side by side was Yao Silian, who was the main judge.

When Mr. Wei saw Wei Tianzhen's angry look, he smiled bitterly: "This girl probably lost the competition and got angry again, which made Brother Jian laugh."

Yao Silian looked at Wei Tianzhen who was facing them sideways, shook his head with kind eyebrows: "The boy from the Cui family is a bit talented, and the little girl lost without any wickedness."

At this time, Wei Tianzhen just turned around and saw the two of them. He hurriedly came up and bowed respectfully, saying, "Students have met several mentors, Hello Grandpa Jiu!"

Mr. Wei nodded with a smile, pointed to the rice paper in her hand and said, "Girl, I finally know that there are people outside the world today, there is a world outside the world, hahaha, if you don't take the matter, don't take the matter, I will compete next year."

Yao Silian also loved this proud disciple very much. Seeing that her eyebrows were still anxious, she comforted her kind words: "The masterpiece is natural, and she got it by hand. Although the boy from the Cui family won, the winning or losing is like this. Besides, his poem is indeed exquisite, even if I dare not say that I can write it in one hour, so your loss does not mean anything."
Chapter completed!