Chapter 232: The Prince, Prince, Prince, Prince

Wang Ping'an and Di Renjie were speculating about something strange today, but there were more and more envoys there, and more than twenty came. Although they could not represent all the vassals of the Tang Dynasty, they were basically all of them who were stationed in Chang'an.

But something even more strange happened. After these foreign envoys came to the scene and sat down, no one came to say hello to Wang Ping'an. It seemed that they didn't know at all that this poetry meeting was held by Wang Ping'an, or even if they knew it, no one would come to see him!

Wang Ping'an was willing to take the initiative to say hello, but Di Renjie grabbed him and said that it would be best to remain silent before something was clear, so as not to accidentally cause an unexpected situation and not ending well. Wang Ping'an was right to think about it, so he didn't go there.

After a while, the messenger was busy, the sky was bright and the sun was rising, illuminating the Qujiang Pool, and the beautiful scenery of Furong Garden began to appear.

The scholars began to arrive at the garden in groups of three or three. Zhao Bi and Lu Xiuzhi, as hosts, had to stand at the entrance of the garden to greet the guests. Wang Ping'an could not sit still in the flower shed. Whenever a scholar came, he would come to say hello to him. Whether he knew him or not, he was very intimate. He was close to Wang Ping'an, and the words of flattery filled the flower shed, which seemed to be overturning the roof.

In just a short while, Wang Ping'an couldn't stand it anymore. He was so thirsty that he didn't dare to be sloppy. Among these scholars, there must be colleagues in the future. How dare he behave inappropriately? If he didn't fulfill his etiquette when he first met, it would be a big offensive thing. Maybe someone would be careless and remember it in his heart. In the future, the little sage and small shoes would have to take turns to use it for him!

Hamiti was so worldly. Seeing Wang Ping'an's head and face were covered with sweat, he realized that he was about to collapse. He clapped his hands and said, "Dear young men, thank you for coming to the meeting today. I boasted that I am a sick-free hometown person and his elders. You can come to support me. I have thanked him here for him. I will offer you singing and dancing for you to enjoy. There are also refreshments. If you have any breakfast, please use snacks first to avoid hurting your spleen and stomach!"

He waved his hand, and the people from Yanlefang immediately arranged the instruments, and then spread a huge red carpet in the venue, and began to perform.

The scholars are also different. Those who have money come to join in the fun, make friends, and lay the foundation for their future paths. Those who have no money come to enjoy it. Poetry and prose will be good. At least you don’t have to worry about the food today. The food is quite exquisite. Even if it is not refined, it doesn’t matter, at least you can be full!

At the beginning of the singing and dancing, the scholars sat down one after another and stopped talking to Wang Ping'an. They ate and drank while watching singing and dancing.

Only then did Wang Ping'an breathe a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly at Di Renjie, "I only know why those big guys are more busy than each other. Even if they are not busy with official business, they are too busy with social activities. Don't do anything in a day. Just saying hello can make your voice hoarse!"

Di Renjie smiled and said, "I don't know how many people I envied my hard work. Others want to be so busy, but they don't have a chance yet!"

Wang Ping'an said: "I think I can make some throat pills for sale, specializing in officials, and the business must be easy!" While no one in front of him greeted him, he quickly picked up the teacup and moistened his throat first.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdonghuyu. The music sounded, and the messengers and scholars in the flower shed were a little quiet and looked into the field.

I saw a man in ragged clothes and wearing a thick condom around his neck appear. The man swayed on the carpet and sang: "I am a woodcutter in the forest. His life is as cheap as grass, and he has no food and clothing. He is also suffering from a neck disease. He is called "daily every day, and the earth is not effective. Alas, today..."

After singing the word "Today", the man suddenly fell to the ground and his face was facing down. As soon as his singing stopped, the music suddenly stopped. All the sounds in the field stopped abruptly!

Listening to songs and dances, everyone in the flower shed, whether it is an envoy or a scholar, had heard of it. But today, the actor on the stage fell directly on the ground as soon as he appeared, but he had never heard of it and never seen it! Suddenly, everyone's interest was raised, and even Wang Ping'an felt strange and thought to himself: "What's wrong, is this actor suddenly sick?"

The others also thought the same way, looking at the venue, wanting to see what performance there is. Hamiti touched her beard and felt proud. How about it? It suddenly aroused your appetite. This is a plot I spent a lot of money to ask someone to write, and the money would not be spent in vain!

The music started again, and a man in eunuch's uniform slowly walked into the scene. Although he was playing the eunuch, he was not a woman's cross-dressing, but a tall and handsome man!

The man walked to the middle of the carpet and sang, "The scenery in the East Palace is wonderful. We live in it and serve the prince. I heard that your highness asks, who is Wang Ping'an?"

After singing here, the actors on the sidelines sang together: "Who is Wang Ping'an, who is Wang Ping'an, who is..." This sentence went over and over again and sang it ten times!

Some of the scholars were impatient and shouted, "Who is Wang Ping'an? He is sitting in front of you and look forward!"

The chorus stopped, and the man started singing again: "Our Mi Xiaomiao is ordered to leave Chang'an and rush to Xuzhou City to find Wang Ping'an!" While singing, he made a rushing move.

The chorus began again: "Come to find Wang Ping'an..." It was a tossing and turning song, and the entire Furong Garden was full of voices calling for Wang Ping'an.

Before I could perform the next scene, I suddenly heard someone shouting outside the garden: "His Royal Highness of Wu is here!"

Wang Ping'an stood up in shock, King Wu? Li Ke! Why did he come? He has never contacted him after he arrived in Chang'an? He quickly picked up the list on the table, but he didn't see Li Ke's name!

Li Ke, the emperor's favorite son, almost became the crown prince, and he was a real prince. As soon as he arrived, everyone in the garden was surprised. No one expected that a prince would come to the meeting!

Zhao Bi and Lu Xiuzhi were overjoyed. They thought that Fang Yiai could come was already a great joy. Unexpectedly, before Fang Yiai came, a prince came first!

Everyone in the flower shed stood up and looked at the entrance of the garden.

Wang Ping'an stood up, tidy up his clothes, walked out of the flower shed, and stepped out to greet him. For him, Li Ke was still very worthy of attention. He was the son of Concubine Yang, and Concubine Yang had a lot to do with his mother, Yang, but it was difficult to find an opportunity to recognize him!

Outside the park, a light carriage stopped. Li Ke got out of the carriage, with a smile on his face, and looked at the people who were coming to greet him. Although no one introduced him, he had never seen Wang Ping'an before, but among the crowd, he discovered Wang Ping'an at a glance and thought to himself: "Hey, this man is so kind-faced, and seems to have seen him somewhere!"

Wang Ping'an also saw Li Ke from a distance, and saw that the King of Wu was definitely not a slut, but was extremely heroic. He was less than thirty years old and had a beard on his lips and chin, looking very mature, especially the beard on his lips, Hu Jian was slightly upturned. I don't know if it was born so long or deliberately combed it!

Wang Ping'an felt a little slight in his heart and thought to himself: "From the appearance alone, Li Ke is really similar to me, but I will have to go through more than ten years before he can grow into what he is now. If he is not a person with a heart, he can't tell it!"

He quickly walked to Li Ke, and Wang Ping'an lifted up the corner of his robe and wanted to salute Li Ke. He was a civilian, and the other party was a prince. His status was very different. No matter how he didn't like to kneel down, he had to kneel down at this time!

Around Wang Ping'an, Zhao Bi and others also knelt down and shouted in unison: "See Your Highness the King of Wu!"

Li Ke ignored everyone, but when Wang Ping'an was about to kneel but not kneel, he stepped forward, supported his hands and said, "I don't know what to call this little brother?"

Li Ke's attitude is kind, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. Of course, this feeling is just for Wang Ping'an. For the people who saluted beside him, it feels like he is being ignored. This prince obviously did not take others seriously!

His personality is very bad. People who are close to him will say good things about him, but people who are not close to him will definitely not say good things about him. To put it bluntly, everyone in the small circle around him will fully support him and think he is good, but people outside the circle will definitely not think he is good. This situation is not obvious in normal times, but when it comes to a critical moment, it will be manifested, that is, there will definitely be more people who oppose him than those who support him!

There are naturally reasons why Li Ke cannot be the crown prince. Who is his mother? If this personality can win Changsun Wuji's liking, then there will be a ghost. Changsun Wuji is not a person in his circle!

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "Wang Ping'an, the grass-roots, please see His Highness the King of Wu!" Li Ke did not let him kneel, so he followed the situation and did not kneel.

"Wang Ping'an, are you Wang Ping'an?" Li Ke held his hand and smiled, "I often hear people talk about you. Your word "无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无�

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "That's right, the word "caomin" was indeed given by the emperor!"

Li Ke looked around and did not ask others to get up, but said, "The palace is very boring. I wanted to come to Furong Garden for some breath, but I didn't expect to meet you. Today, the garden is very lively. Are you having a banquet?"

This is just asking, a prince who almost ascended the throne of the prince, and now the prince is so weak. As a strong prince, it would be strange if he had no other intentions! He came uninvited to the poems and prose, which was obviously to find talents and increase his strength. It was insisted on being a chance encounter, and it would be avoided to be a bit artificial.

The messengers and scholars kneeling on the ground had two words in their hearts, hypocrisy!

At this moment, another fleet of carriages and horses came from the avenue outside the park. It seemed that it was the prince's carriage. Sure enough, the convoy was approaching. Before he could stop, an eunuch shouted in a loud voice: "Your Highness the Prince is here, Princess Gaoyang, Princess Baling, and Princess Hengshan is here!"
Chapter completed!