Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 185

"By the way, on a dark and windy night, I was sleeping soundly at home. In my sleep, I came to a high pavilion in a trance, but I saw three big characters written horizontally on the pavilion, and the way was 'Tengwang Pavilion'."

"I also heard that drums and music were playing in the attic, and there was a lot of music and music. Out of curiosity, I went upstairs to find out. I saw a group of literati and students surrounding a thin young man with a clear temperament, and that young man was writing an article with his head down."

"I heard those students clapping and cheering and saying things like 'wonderful', 'strange', and 'absolutely', so I pretended to be a maidservant pouring wine and sneaked closer to take a look, only to see that the first four words were 'Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng' '"

"Although I don't really understand the article written by that young master, but after reading the whole article, I know that the article is extraordinary, so I happily wrote it down."

"So it's named 'Tengwang Pavilion Preface'." Taoist Songxue murmured, showing a relaxed and fascinated expression, and then asked: "And then?"

"Then? Then I woke up." Wen Xiang spread her hands.

Taoist Songxue is not so easy to fool: "Then how do you know that young master is called Wang Bo?"

"Oh, you guys are so stupid, he can't sign the paper after he finishes writing it." Wen Xiang pretended to be coquettish and said angrily.

Taoist Wuwei: We are not stupid at all, it is you who are stupid.

Wen Dao blushed: He also felt that the younger sister was just fooling people.

Tusun: Although I don't understand it, I always feel that it is very high.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Wen Xiang asked innocently.

"Hmph, I think you're talking nonsense, Junior Brother, what do you think?" Taoist Wuwei snorted coldly.

"Ah?" Taoist Songxue was extremely reluctant to return to reality from his fantasy, "I think, uh--" He scratched his head, but couldn't think of any strong reason after thinking for a long time.

In the end, he simply said: "Although it is a bit bizarre, doesn't it just mean that this Fu should exist in the sky?"

Daoist Wuwei is really desperate for the IQ of his junior brother: you say he is stupid, sometimes he is astute as hell; you say he is not stupid anymore, sometimes he opens his eyes and talks nonsense.

Of the four people present, Wen Dao knew that his sister was different from others. Daoist Wuwei had always known Wen Xiang’s strange words and deeds, and Tusun had personally experienced Wen Xiang’s terrifying actions. Only Taoist Songxue saw Wen Xiang for the first time. Fragrant nonsense.

At the beginning, Wen Xiang was worried that Taoist Songxue would not be able to accept it, and then dragged himself to exorcise evil spirits or something. Unexpectedly, his adaptability was quite strong. Sure enough, the two brothers are really "not a family, not into a family" .

Wen Xiang was very satisfied, and logically began to mess up, and forcibly turned the topic back to "how to escape factional struggle": "Okay, okay, let's not investigate how this fu came about, the key is that this fu can help us Just a little bit of power."

As for Tusun, he has already seen the "terrifying" of Wen Xiang, and now he can only feel ashamed: why is he blind?

Of course Wen Dao didn't care about Wen Xiang's nonsense, what he was worried about was his little sister's personal safety, and he was deeply afraid that she would be regarded as a monster, what if she was forced to exorcise evil spirits again?
For Taoist Wuwei, although I was worried at the beginning, I saw that the Taoist priest would only talk hilariously - just questioning and intimidating, but never hurt Wen Xiang's hair, and even defended them in reverse, so I am not worried at all .

What is unexpected is that Taoist Songxue's adaptability is far stronger than Taoist Wuwei's, and his plasticity is excellent. Wen Dao immediately pulled him into the category of his own people, and finally he was completely relieved: the little girl will not be hurt ,Very good.

"Brother, if that Gu Yuanzhi is really good at poetry, then he will definitely not be able to refuse the 'Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng'."

"Yes, as long as you are a literati, you can't refuse." Taoist Songxue agreed.

"What do you think if you show off this Fu at a literati gathering?"

Everyone suddenly realized (except Tusun): You are a fucking talent!

"Okay, then I'll use the 'Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng' to attract him out."

"Brother, you want to do this..." Wen Xiang gave the opportunity face-to-face.

Everyone: It's... too embarrassing.

Wen Xiang disapproved: "Why should a man be so particular about making a successful career?"

Wen Dao looked embarrassed: "I, I'd better play by ear."

After discussing with each other, everyone went back to the room to rest. When Wen Xianglin walked out, Taoist Songxue suddenly said: "Why do I feel like I haven't finished writing this fu?"

Wen Xiang was stunned: This guy really has something in his stomach.

So Yan Ran turned her head and said: "It's not over, there is still half of it, but I forgot."

"What? There's still half of it? Write it out quickly." Taoist Songxue got up suddenly, and hurriedly chased Wen Xiang away.

"I forgot, how do I write it?"

"How could you forget such a wonderful remark?"

"If you forget, you just forget."

"No! Please, please, think again, think carefully."

"Oh, I really can't remember..."

The two bickered as they walked away, their voices gradually becoming inaudible.

Taoist Tuliu Wuwei looked helpless: Idiots are really easy to deceive.

On the second day after Wen Dao happily returned to Lizhang Academy, Wen Xiang's incense shop No. 77 ushered in the peak of retaliatory consumption.

The first to come was a group of Yingying and Yanyan, who were actually the maids of the rich ladies who practiced fishing in the Evergreen Guanjing Garden.

After all, the ladies are here to cultivate, and due to Jingyuan's rules and regulations, naturally they can't come out to wander around, but their attendants don't have such concerns and restrictions.

Today, under the leadership of Shiliu, this group of maids came to Wenxiang's incense shop with the needs of the ladies.

On the way, all the maids listened to Pomegranate brag about how gentle and elegant that incense shop was, and how high-spirited and far-sighted the incense was, but they didn't take it seriously.

Which of the young ladies in their family is not from Fucheng, or even from the capital city, Zibao is very well-informed and broad-minded, and secretly laughs at Pomegranate as a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

When they really came to Wenxiang No. 77 courtyard, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the signboard of the incense shop.

"Smells good?"

Everyone: Although I don't understand it, I always think it's very powerful.

If it was not known in advance, who would have thought that it was a incense shop?The name of this incense shop is really high-end, which makes people especially the boys and girls who like to be arty and elegant, have the urge to find out when they see it.

When they entered the store and watched the exquisite ancient racks, elegant aromatherapy gift boxes, magnificent peonies, elegant and refined lilies, and far-reaching and meaningful posters in the elegant long-scented atmosphere, they finally realized that pomegranates are not Fuss.

After a period of training, Tusun finally became less timid and looked a bit like a salesman. He imitated the way of smelling incense and drawing ladles, and received customers in a decent manner.

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