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Chapter 242 An Excellent Melon Eating Experience (Ask for a Monthly Ticket!)

It's not that Wang Yuanwai's wisdom and experience are not as good as Lu Junbi's, it's just that his position is different and his feelings are different.

After all, Lu Junbi was also a scholar. Under the social mechanism of "scholars, farmers, industry and commerce", he was relatively aloof. Although he did have interests, he was not that strong.

After years of struggle, Wang Yuanwai has earned enough money but has also encountered a bottleneck. He urgently needs to achieve a political leap and enter the class of half Confucian and half businessman, otherwise he may not even be able to keep his huge wealth.

The layouts that Mr. Lin sketched out are all feasible and beautiful. They fully meet Wang Yuanwai's most urgent needs and hit the depths of Wang Yuanwai's soul!
As long as you follow these instructions, becoming a celebrity in Yangzhou City is within your reach!

That's why the magnetic field of "powerful and blinding" appeared, causing Wang Yuanwai to lose his mind.

Lu Xiucai, who was still sober, felt that this was not going to work, so he stopped hiding it and asked Lin Tailai directly:
"You also saw Wang Yuanwai's daughter just now. Do you want to get married?"

Senior official Lin sighed, "As the saying goes, you don't know me when you know people.

I don’t want to deceive you, but I advise you to consider this matter after you get to know me better. "

Lu Xiucai and Wang Yuanwai looked at each other, "Friend Wang", what does this mean?I understand every word, but why can’t I understand them together?
How can the words "know people, know faces but not know hearts" be used on yourself?What kind of understanding is better understanding?
After Lin Tailai left, Lu Xiucai said to Wang Yuanwai: "Yuanwai, you are really out of your mind today."

Wang Yuanwai also came to his senses and realized that he was acting abnormally. He said helplessly: "I seem to have had a sweet dream."

Then he complained: "You must have told him all about my situation, so he created dreams for me in a targeted manner."

Lu Junbi was speechless. Since he was thinking of proposing marriage, wouldn't it be normal to tell the other party the basic situation?

Who would have thought that "Friend Wang" could be so deceptive, making Mr. Wang so lustful that he couldn't stop.

Finally, Wang Yuanwai said: "Actually, I sent people to Suzhou two days ago to wait for more information before making a decision."

"This is the safest way." Lu Junbi felt relieved, as long as the old man didn't get carried away.

Feeling more and more unfathomable about "Friend Wang", Lu Xiucai also planned to stay quiet for two days and not provoke him for the time being.

Near the small east gate of Yangzhou City, there is an exquisite house with three bays deep, commonly known as the Zheng Family Ganquan Villa.

Recently, this other courtyard has attracted a lot of attention, especially many scholars want to take a peek.

Because the richest man in Yangzhou City, Zheng Zhiyan, bought the oiran from Suzhou and temporarily placed him here.

Zheng Yuanwai has already announced to the public that the Suzhou Oiran will be given as a reward to the top candidate in this Pingshan Hall poetry competition.

This stunt caused a huge sensation among local scholars in Yangzhou.

The locals must be the most participating in the poetry competition. If there is no cross-river dragon who is obviously superhuman, the rewards will generally stay in the local area.

This morning, a tall and strong figure appeared in front of the gate of Zheng's other courtyard.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The giant man in a long Confucian scarf slapped the door panel hard.

Against the backdrop of the stalwart figure, the door panel seems very thin and fragile.

When several vendors across the street saw this scene, they always felt that the door panel would be smashed in the next moment.

The door was opened, and the slave inside yelled: "Where did you come from, this bastard who doesn't care about life and death?"

Zheng's family slaves were also used to being arrogant in Yangzhou City, and they would curse when they got angry.

The tall figure shouted: "Suzhou Linsheng, come here to pay homage to Bai Ji! Let Bai Ji come out to meet you!"

The slave of the Zheng family said lotus flowers without hesitation: "Get out! If you dare to act recklessly again, you will not be able to leave Yangzhou City!"

After saying that, the house slave closed the door again.

In the eyes of the slaves of the Zheng family, it would be polite not to hit such a rude guest.

This Suzhou Linsheng is naturally Lin Tailai. Even if others are pretending, they would not dare to pretend like this.

Although he was rejected, Lin Tailai was not angry or annoyed. He raised his foot again and kicked the door slowly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The continuous sound made the nursing home slave inside feel upset.

He immediately opened the door again and rushed out to beat anyone he saw!
Official Lin retreated a few steps until he reached the foot of the steps and exclaimed, "Why do you, the Zheng family, still beat people up!"

Then Lin Daguan took light steps and dodged back and forth in the open space in front of the gate.

The three slaves of the Zheng family who rushed out punched and kicked for a long time. They were so lonely that they didn't even touch the figure of the man outside.

So I finally felt something was wrong, but I couldn't say what was wrong.

The characteristic of the citizens of the commercial metropolis is that they love to watch the excitement, not to mention that the vicinity of Xiaodongmen is originally one of the busiest areas in Yangzhou City today.

Some people gathered unknowingly in the streets and alleys, stretching their necks to look this way.

Most people still don't know the cause and effect, and someone immediately asked: "What's wrong?"

Then someone explained: "The tall man wanted to meet Bai Huakui from Suzhou, but he was besieged by the slaves of Zheng Salt Merchant."

Someone else asked: "Who is this man?"

Someone still gave a considerate explanation: "This man calls himself Suzhou Lin Sheng, and he is suspected to be the best hero in Suzhou City, Jin Kewu Jieyuan Lin Tailai."

Someone else asked: "What is the relationship between Lin Jieyuan and Bai Huakui?"

Someone still commented: "Lin Jieyuan has always been in love with Bai Huakui bitterly, and Bai Huakui has always been interested in Lin Jieyuan.

But lovers are hard to marry, and Bai Huakui was sold to our Zheng salt merchant in Yangzhou, so Lin Jieyuan chased him to Yangzhou. "Knowing the cause and effect, most of the melon passers-by were immediately satisfied.

I just feel that the experience of eating melon today is great. No matter what doubts you have, someone will explain everything and make people eat happily.

Then he commented wisely: "The Zheng family is not easy to get along with. I'm afraid Lin Jieyuan will also suffer a loss when he arrives in Yangzhou."

The three domestic slaves finally tired themselves out. They pointed at Lin Daguan while panting, and bluffed, "You're so annoying, mother! If you dare to hang around in front of the door again, I'll kill you a lot!"

After the three domestic slaves returned and closed the door, Lin Tailai strolled to the white wall. He didn't know when he had extra pen and ink in his hand, and then he picked up the pen and started writing on the wall.

Just now, I was afraid of being hurt, so passers-by who were standing further away could not see clearly.

Of course, even if you can see it clearly, it may not be useful, because not everyone can read.

At this moment, several people in the crowd suddenly held a large stack of paper lists and yelled: "This paper is the inscription on the wall!"

After hearing this, everyone, regardless of whether they were literate or not, immediately rushed to grab the manuscript.If you are illiterate, you can take it back and show it to others.

Those few people also accepted everyone who came, and whenever anyone asked for it, they all handed over a paper manuscript.

So everyone once again felt that the experience of eating melons today was simply extraordinary.

After eating melon for many years, it has never been as silky as it is today.

The literate readers immediately opened the manuscript, read it, and recited it aloud.

I saw that there was a short poem on it, the title was "Bodhisattva Man, Remembering Bai Ji", and the text was:

“The roses have not been washed away by the rouge rain, and the east wind is not suitable to urge people away.

My thoughts are hazy in the rain, and my jade flute is in my spring dream.

The setting sun is separated by the fragrant grass, and the eyes are full of sad green.

Asking about the green hills without saying a word, the green hills ring with cuckoos. "

After reading it, I just felt as if there was a sad and sad emotion lingering on the paper for a long time.

How deep is Lin Jieyuan's love and longing for Bai Huakui to write such words?

What a bad fate! How could this happen?

At this time, I heard a roar in front of the gate of Zheng's Villa: "I, Suzhou Linsheng, will never give up easily! I will come again this afternoon!"

The onlookers on the side of the road understood that this matter was not over yet, and they could continue to eat melons in the afternoon.

By afternoon, before the protagonist appeared, the street in front of Zheng's villa had already gathered more people than in the morning.

At a rough glance, there are at least a hundred, and the proportion of scholars is still high. After all, this melon is more inclined to the entertainment industry.

Lin Jieyuan did not break his promise, showed up as expected, and then kicked the door skillfully with an unhurried rhythm.

Several domestic slaves couldn't bear it and rushed out, pointed at Lin Jieyuan and cursed: "Seeking death!"

Lin Tailai ignored these domestic slaves and shouted at the door at the top of his lungs:
"Swallow! Swallow! How can I live without you! Swallow! Swallow! See you again!"

Everyone eating melons on the roadside was very confused. Although they could hear heartbreaking emotions from the shouts, who was this swallow?

Someone immediately interpreted it thoughtfully on the spot: "Oiran Bai's name is Bai Yan. Yanzi should be the nickname of Oiran Bai. Only people who are close to him will call him."

The melon-eaters solved their doubts and were once again satisfied.

Facing the shouting troublemakers, the Zheng family slaves couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward to beat them.

Lin Jieyuan still opened the dodge and circled around for a while, which was almost exactly the same as the scene in the morning.

Still waiting for the house slave to get tired and return to the courtyard, Lin Jieyuan once again scribbled on the white wall outside.

Sure enough, there was another person handing out paper manuscripts in the crowd, and he was still there.

People who eat melons don’t have to worry at all, because the experience of eating melons is not good because they can’t see clearly or remember the poems on the wall.

The title on the manuscript is "Stealing Magnolia, Si Bai Ji", and the text is:
"The swing in the shade of the green poplar. The milk swallow learns to fly to the pavilion on the pool.

The water rises and the silver pond rises.The duckweeds are falling and the sun is setting.

Go down Jiangnan Road from Hanshan Temple.From now on, the painting paddle and Lingbo go away.

The corner tower is empty.In the eyes of thousands of flowers, there are tears. "

Literate readers all sighed after reading it, it was still so affectionate and vivid on the page.

How deep is the emotion to write such contagious words.

At this time, another roar came from the front door: "I, Suzhou Linsheng, will never give up easily! I will come again tomorrow morning!"

The onlookers on the roadside understood that this matter was not over yet, and they could continue to eat melon tomorrow morning.

Although the scene in the afternoon seems to be a replica of the morning, this melon seems to be getting more and more interesting, and the climax is far from coming!
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