It is difficult to obey the order of the common people

Chapter 145 145. Whimsical
When Ji Shaoyuan and Xiao Yue stepped into Wang Jianfeng's mansion one after another, it caused a commotion.

Nowadays, who doesn't know the name of Princess Xiangli?Not to mention the fame of Princess Xiangli who is the most popular in the world, the inextricable connection between Duke Wen Ding and Princess Xiangli is enough for everyone to look sideways at Princess Xiangli.

Not to mention Xiao Yue, the pillar of Daxing, the god of war of a generation, everyone in Daxing respects and worships him.

"I have met Princess Xiangli and King Dingxuan."

Ji Shaoyuan and Xiao Yue had the highest status among all the people present, so everyone naturally wanted to salute them.

Ji Shaoyuan waved his hand, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then sat down in his own seat.Xiao Yue's attitude was indifferent from the beginning to the end, nodding and smiling, it was a response.

Most people don't get in touch with Xiao Yue, and don't think much about his reaction, but Ji Shaoyuan knows Xiao Yue's character best, and he will behave like this, unless it is...

Thinking of the bad things he knew before departure, Ji Shaoyuan said that he lost all mood.

Wang Jianfeng didn't know, so he smiled formally at Ji Shaoyuan and Xiao Yue, "Princess Lao and Your Majesty are here, and I specially organized a clean-up banquet for Your Highness. I feel really guilty for helping His Highness, after thinking about it, I can only entertain His Highness and the King for a meal."

Polite, watertight, seamless.

Ji Shaoyuan raised his eyebrows, "Magistrate Wang is being polite. During the time when I came to Jiayang, how could this princess not see the efforts of County Magistrate Wang? Don't belittle the magistrate Wang."

Although he didn't like some people, Ji Shaoyuan would not take his anger on innocent people.

On the contrary, County Magistrate Wang didn't take it seriously, "Your Highness is so considerate of this humble minister, I am really ashamed."

Ever since Wang Jianfeng learned that his wife and daughter had such daring thoughts, he became more and more nervous every day, for fear that they would really cause trouble.

However, Wang Jianfeng intentionally or unintentionally avoided Ji Shaoyuan and Xiao Yue, lest his wife and daughter Wang Yusheng really make up their minds.

Now that Ji Shaoyuan is about to leave, of course Wang Jianfeng can entertain them with confidence.

Ji Shaoyuan smiled, "The magistrate Wang is really modest and polite. This princess must give a few words of praise to the magistrate Wang in front of the emperor."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Wang Jianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Ji Shaoyuan would interfere in the examination by the Ministry of Officials, and his promotion would come to naught.Right now, Ji Shaoyuan won't be angry with him anymore.

Xiao Yue spoke instead, "Magistrate Wang, I heard that the young lady of your family is famous for being a talented woman, and it just so happens that His Highness is about to leave for Beijing, why don't you ask Miss Wang to come over and write a poem for His Highness."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Well done, why do you want a rich official to compose poems in public?Even though the princess of Xiangli is very precious and extraordinary, how can the daughter of the government need a prostitute who leans on the door and sells her laughter?

Everyone cast meaningful glances at Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue didn't take it seriously, Wang Jianfeng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Okay, let's ask my little girl to compose poems for His Highness and King Dingxuan."

Wang Yusheng, who was named, is graceful and graceful, with a weak willow supporting the wind and a picturesque appearance.

Seeing the beautiful little girl, who is still a talented woman, everyone couldn't help but feel happy.

Ji Shaoyuan raised his mouth, "Miss Wang, this princess thinks you are a talented woman, you should be able to sing, why don't you sing and compose poems for me."

There was silence all around.

(End of this chapter)