girl let me check

Chapter 15
"There is absolutely no deception in this matter, why should you be suspicious!"

Fang Weihan raised his voice, took out the folding fan and pointed it forward.

"This feeling is to me, like light to a firefly. If you get it, you will live, if you lose it, you will die. How can you lie?"

"This is my folding fan. If what I say is true, teach this fan to go to the underworld with me!"

"Today I throw down the fan to stand up, to dispel the doubts of the kings!"

Fang Weihan's hands were full of blood, and he put it on the folding fan, and threw it down hard.

When the folding fan fell to the ground, the tendons fell off, and the bones scattered in all directions. The pine and bamboo paintings on the fan were spread on the ground, still alive.

Fang Weihan looked at everyone present with calm eyes, without saying a word.

The number of quiet times in Huanhua Building today is indeed a bit too much.

Feihong looked at Fang Weihan from the side and rear with great vigor, her beautiful eyes never blinking.

She can be sure that Fang Weihan is not a playboy at all.

Throwing a fan with one hand today is simply not something that a dandy can do.

First, the writing of the poem was a blockbuster, and then the reason for the poem was clarified to dispel everyone's suspicions, and the last note of throwing the fan frightened Xiaoxiao, using both hard and soft tactics.

With this skill, you tell me that he is a dandy?

Feihong believes that Fang Weihan's current solution is the best solution.

Thinking about it this way, she became even more curious about Fang Weihan.

change clothes!
Immediately, immediately change clothes!

Feihong left in a hurry.

The people in the audience were inexplicably shocked, they seemed to recognize Fang Weihan for the first time.

In the past, he was only regarded as a little prince who was only favored by the officials, and his own moral character was still very corrupt.

But now it seems that these are all fake.

"The Wind of the Great Ancestor."

Wang Chenglun thought silently in his heart.

He decided to build a good relationship with His Highness King Guangling in the future.

There are probably not a few people present who have this idea.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you. In the end, under the leadership of someone, they all applauded.

Fang Weihan cupped his hands in return, and nodded with a smile.

In the distance, a pair of cold eyes watched this scene indifferently.

Wang Boguang put the jade pendant back on his waist, stood up and brushed off his sleeves.

"Let's go."

Wang Boguang said lightly to Lu Shengxiang.

"To Duzhi Yamen?"

Lu Shengxiang looked away from the stage in the distance, and his face was a little ugly.

He also didn't expect that Fang Weihan would have such a skill.

Could it be that he has been pretending all these years?
This person's scheming is so unfathomable?
"No, go to Linhefang."

"Linhefang? What are you doing there?"

Lu Shengxiang was a little puzzled.

"Visit the Xie Mansion."

Wang Boguang took a bamboo hat from his entourage, pushed open the door, and walked into the misty spring rain outside the window.

Lu Shengxiang stared out the window.

I saw a white light meandering across the sky, and suddenly exploded at the horizon, stretching Wang Boguang's shadow extremely long.

"Boom!"

Another spring rain is coming.

Lu Shengxiang put on a bamboo hat and hurriedly led the crowd to follow Wang Boguang's footsteps.

……

Wang Zhiji was sitting with Shen Yuanxing at this time, ordered a few jars of Lanling flower carvings, and drank heavily.

"Fatty, you said."

Wang Zhiyou looked up at the ceiling with dull eyes.

"Weihan won the head of the poetry club, I should be happy for him."

"Wang Boguang left in a hurry, I should be happy too."

"Why are two happy things stacked together, but I am not happy?"

"why?"

Shen Yuanxing patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Brother Wang, this is called extremes will reverse, you have to hedge."

Wang Zhiyou raised his head again and drank a glass of wine, his eyes lit up when he heard this.

"How to hedge?"

Shen Yuanxing put down his wine glass and began to be persuasive.

"You see, when two good things are added together, they will become a bad thing. Similarly, when two bad things are added together, they will become a good thing."

"Your poem was not seen by the top card. This is already a bad thing, and you are still missing one."

Shen Yuanxing stood up and spoke solemnly.

"In this way, brother, I will give you a sacrifice. I will beat you up as hard as I can, and make up for this bad thing for you. This is the so-called hedging."

"What do you think, Brother Wang?"

Shen Yuanxing narrowed his small eyes treacherously, and looked at Wang Zhiyou expectantly.

Wang Zhiyou: "..."

Veins appeared faintly on the hand holding the wine glass.

Does this fucking fat man think I'm an idiot?
Wang Zhiyou's complexion changed, and he suddenly showed a very painful look.

"I can't do it anymore, I feel a little uncomfortable. Vomit..."

As he spoke, he was about to lean on Shen Yuanxing.

Shen Yuanxing's expression changed wildly, he looked at Wang Zhiyou in horror, and used all his strength to crawl away from him.

"Hahahahaha, idiot."

Wang Zhiyou lay down on the ground without grace and beat the floor, laughing so hard that tears almost came out.

Shen Yuanxing was furious, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to show this grandson some color.

"Master Shen, this is your flower card."

The maid held a gorgeously decorated tray and saluted respectfully.

Shen Yuanxing instantly switched to the appearance of a well-mannered noble son, the speed is astonishing.

Wang Zhiyou was dumbfounded.

It can be installed!
He cursed secretly.

Shen Yuanxing reached out to take the flower card, and when the maid left, he took a closer look and was instantly overjoyed.

"Hahahahahaha, it's Lady Qiuyuan! Hahahahaha!"

He was so happy that he jumped up and down, and almost rolled on the spot, the image of the noble son just now was gone.

Wang Zhiyou curled his lips in disdain.

"Look at your worthless appearance. What can you say to this group of unliterary leaders?"

Shen Yuanxing glanced at him, hehe sneered, and said nothing.

"By the way, what about Fang Weihan? Whose flower card will he receive?"

Wang Zhiyou suddenly remembered this matter and asked curiously.

Shen Yuanxing was also curious.

"Maybe it's Feihong Xingshou? I don't know too well!"

He looked around, trying to find Fang Weihan's figure.

"There, let's go and have a look."

In a nearby corner, Shen Yuanxing found Fang Weihan's figure, and he walked over with Wang Zhiyou.

At this time, Fang Weihan was dealing with the crowd around him.

"His Royal Highness Guangling, I have long admired your name. I am Li Xu from the Li family in Longxi. I wonder if I can make friends with His Highness?"

"Your Highness, Xiaosheng is from the Imperial College. I heard His Highness's poems for the first time today, and I really feel like listening to a fairy. I admire His Highness's talent very much. May I ask Your Highness to appreciate it?"

"Your Highness..."

Fang Weihan was a little tired of coping with the crowd's siege.

Fuck, I hate drinking tables and socializing.

I'm just a lost, helpless and poor little prince, why are you all blocking me.

"Your Highness, this is your flower card."

Fang Weihan was refreshed by a crisp and pleasant voice.

When everyone saw that it was the maid from Huanhualou who had come to bring Fang Weihan a flower card, they flashed a passage wisely.

They poked their heads curiously, wanting to see whose flower card Fang Weihan would receive.

Such a good poem must be someone's top flower card!

But when everyone saw the scene on the jade plate in the hand of the maid, they were dumbfounded.

I saw that the jade plate was full of flower cards layer upon layer, and because there were too many flower cards, the flower cards almost fell off the edge of the jade plate.

Didn't it mean that everyone in Huanhuashihui will only receive one flower card?

So what's going on here?

Everyone was dumbfounded, and there was only the sound of gasping for air.

(End of this chapter)