Your Majesty, it's polite

The appearance of Tang Yunshu among the rich and powerful sons really caused a lot of turmoil. Those people looked at his beautiful and heroic features, and secretly sighed that there is someone who is more beautiful than Zhao Shu, especially after hearing that he is the author of Luoshan Fu. Even more surprised.

Tang Yunshu looked up and saw Lin Shi and Liang Sen, and Zhao Shu was sitting next to them.

Zhao Shu had a gentle smile on his face, chatting happily with the people next to him, but he didn't pay much attention to Tang Yunshu.

Sure enough, what my brother said was true, this Zhao Shu looked easy to talk, but in fact he was arrogant in his heart, and he looked down on people of lower status than him at all.

What's more, I'm slightly better than him in appearance, I'm afraid I feel uncomfortable.

Cut, Bai has such a face.

Sitting beside Zhao Shu, Yao Feng looked around everyone and looked at Tang Yunshu with malicious intent: "Mr. Tang is indeed as pretty as a flower. I heard that Luoshan Fu was written by you."

"Small love and elegant, it's not worth mentioning."

What Yao Feng was thinking, he could guess without his eyes.

Liang Sen laughed, and looked at everyone with a smile on Tang Yunshu's shoulder: "Luoshan Fu's words are magnificent, majestic and shocking. If this is still small and elegant, then we are not even three-year-old children."

"Exactly." A young master got up and looked at Tang Yunshu with admiration and admiration in his eyes: "Since I accidentally read Luoshan Fu half a year ago, I thought the author should be a respected old man, who would have thought it was a A master who is full of knowledge and about the same age as me really makes me feel ashamed."

Tang Yunshu smiled and said, "Where, I just laughed."

Xiao Yuan waved his fan and stepped in from the outside, raised his eyes just to meet Tang Yunshu, his deep eyes flashed with amazement.

The son is like jade, his pupils are as clear as spring, and his temperament is like bamboo like pine. At that moment, Xiao Yuan heard that his heartbeat was in a mess.

Lin Shi saw his look in his eyes, and said proudly: "You look stupid, this one is Brother Tang's younger brother, Tang Yunshu."

Liang Sen looked at him calmly, and smiled flamboyantly: "How about it, it's different from what you imagined."

"I'm not as good-looking as Zifeng."

When he came to sit next to Zhao Shu, Xiao Yuan's tone was contemptuous.

Tang Yunshu smiled lightly and said nothing, Zhao Shu was named Zifeng.

Yao Feng raised his fan and pointed at Tang Yunshu, and said with a smile, "Isn't it someone who hired a ghostwriter?"

Pfft, as soon as his words came out, some young masters who usually held Yao Shu pursed their lips and chuckled.

What Yao Feng said was exactly what they thought.

Tang Yunshu was only eighteen or nineteen years old, how could he write such amazing poems.

It is normal for some young masters to even hire someone to write for their college exams.

Tang Yunshu didn't argue with them, and smiled calmly.

He doesn't fight, but he becomes arrogant in the eyes of others, but he doesn't make those young masters like him.

Zhao Shu ordered the table and looked at Tang Yunshu with a smile: "Mr. Tang, why don't you sit down and enjoy the scenery and have a chat?"

"Thank you very much then."

Tang Yunshu looked around and sat down next to Lin Shi and Liang Sen very naturally.

As soon as he sat down, Yao Feng's laughter came from beside him: "Zifeng went to Prince Jiu's mansion last night, and the prince really treated you very differently."

"Exactly."

"Brother Zifeng is a role model for us to learn all our lives. He is not only noble in temperament, but also full of poems and books."

"He is indeed a strange young man in the world."

"In the future, we will still need to rely on Brother Zhao."

"Yes, yes."

Everyone said something to you, and I said something, and the words were full of flattery to Zhao Shu.

Tang Yunshu picked up a piece of snack, put it to his mouth, chewed it carefully, and found that it tasted good.

Lin Shi coughed lightly, and looked at Tang Yunshu with a bright smile: "Brother Tang, you write Luoshan Fu so well, what kind of books do you usually read? Also, is the part where you describe the distant mountains and the fog realistic?"

As soon as his words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of all the sons.

In fact, they really admired and admired Tang Yunshu in their hearts, and they naturally wanted to know what kind of books he usually liked.

People are always inexplicably fanatical about their idols.

Hearing Lin Shi's words, he immediately surrounded him, looking at Tang Yunshu with bright eyes.

Zhao Shu put down his teacup, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded a little.

Tang Yunshu bowed, and said modestly: "The writing method is indeed realistic and some praises are added. The Luoshan Mountains are piled up, surrounded by clouds and mists all the year round, and the steep and unique mountains can make this masterpiece."

Liang Sen grinned and said, "I heard that as soon as this poem came out, Luoshan Mountain became a famous mountain, and now many literati go to enjoy the scenery and compose poems."

"In fact, Luoshan was a famous mountain in Yancheng before, and many students around it like to go there to enjoy the scenery."

Tang Yunshu's words were not false. Luoshan Mountain is majestic, steep and picturesque, and refined scholars inside and outside Yancheng like to go there.

Of course, it was a good deed for him to make it famous with Luoshan Fu.

The young master who was standing in the gazebo outside heard them talking about Luoshan Fu, and joined in one after another.

When he learned that Tang Yunshu was the author of Luoshan Fu, he was shocked and admired, and asked him for advice with burning eyes of admiration.

Suddenly, Zhao Shu and the others were left alone.

Xiao Yuan snorted and said, "He just has a pretty face, how could he be the author of Luoshan Fu."

"That's right, it must be a ghostwriter." From the beginning to the end, Yao Feng firmly believed that the Luoshan Fu was not written by Tang Yunshu at all.

Zhao Shu put down his teacup and said with a gentle smile, "I don't think he has to lie to others, and Mr. Wei dare not lie to Her Royal Highness."

Xiao Yuan immediately refuted him: "Zifeng, you are so talkative that he tricked you like this. Did you see that everyone is surrounding him now, and he might be so proud of stealing your limelight."

If Tang Yunshu could hear this, he would have to kick him into the lake.

Yao Feng raised his eyebrows in disdain, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "No matter how talented and good-looking a native chicken is, it will never become a phoenix."

"Okay." Zhao Shu's beautiful face showed generosity, and he said in an unhurried tone: "I would like to ask him for advice.

Xiao Yuan crossed his arms and sneered, "Zifeng, don't lose your identity."

Zhao Shu didn't say anything, and looked up at Tang Yunshu who was surrounded by everyone, and smiled lightly.

The news that Tang Yunshu was the author of Luoshan Fu spread like water, and more and more students gathered in the pavilion, and some officials also wanted to come to ask for advice.

Tang Yunshu did not expect such a big commotion, it was beyond his expectation.

He immediately winked at Lin Shi and Liang Sen, using them to escape.

After turning around the corridor and making sure that they would not follow, Tang Yunshu breathed a sigh of relief.

Mahayana patted his chest, a little startled and said: "Master, they are too crazy, let's go later, stay here, I'm afraid there will be no end."

"From tomorrow onwards, Mahayana, as long as anyone who comes to the house, except for our own people, they will all say that I am not free."

Today's scene made Tang Yunshu suddenly think of what his uncle told him when he was a child, whether the brainless fans of celebrities are the same thing.

Mahayana nodded, and secretly decided that when he returned to the mansion, he would ask for more guards to prevent someone from climbing over the wall at night.

If it doesn't work, please ask the prince to send them some hidden guards, and the thieves will not spend their own money.

When Tang Yunshu came out, he happened to pass by a small courtyard. Seeing the picturesque scenery, a rockery pavilion, a small pond surrounded by goldfish, and chrysanthemums, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

He was about to leave, but just as he took two steps, there were groans coming from the rockery, as if someone was suffering from illness.

Tang Yunshu winked at Mahayana, and Mahayana immediately ran over knowingly.

In less than a minute, he came to him with a flushed face, and stammered, "There is a girl, she seems to have taken Chinese medicine."

What?traditional Chinese medicine?

Hmph, what a bloody paragraph.

The woman's groans became louder and louder, and one could imagine how lively and fragrant it was behind the rockery.

At this moment, a ball came running not far away. .Oh, it's a girl.

Take a closer look and see if it's Princess Huaishu!

Huai Shu also saw Tang Yunshu, grinned, and ran over while raising her hand: "Yun Shu, why are you here?"

Tang Yunshu didn't have time to pay attention to her address, and said to her: "There is a girl behind the rockery who has taken traditional Chinese medicine, can I trouble the princess?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked towards the short tree not far away from the corner of his eye, as if something shook it.

Huai Shu's face changed slightly when she heard this, and immediately took her maid to the rockery, and she saw a pretty girl with flushed body, secretly thought it was not good.

"Yun Shu, don't come here, stay away."

Huai Shu grew up in all kinds of house fights, so she knew at a glance that this girl was raped by someone.

She immediately asked someone to help the girl away, and then sent someone to tell Princess Jing'an.

Huai Shu patted Tang Yunshu on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This girl is the concubine of the Sun family. This matter cannot be spread. By the way, I didn't have time to come today. It was your man who called me to come to you." Make a scene and remember who bullies you first."

Your man?

When Tang Yunshu thought of Xiao Yiting, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. I like this title.

Looking at the girl who was being carried away, Huai Shu winked at him: "Yun Shu, you must remember to speak well of me in front of my imperial cousin."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to nod, he took the maid and left quickly.

After she left, Tang Yunshu's eyes fell on the short tree that was shaking just now, and he strolled over.

When Mahayana came to the bushes, he acted rudely and picked out a maid in Tsing Yi.

"what.."

The maid screamed in fright, looked up and saw Tang Yunshu's cold eyes, and immediately fell to her knees.

"My lord, my lord, this servant just happened to pass by."

Mahayana suddenly choked her, saw her suffocated and opened her mouth wide to catch her breath, and threatened, "Tell me who ordered it, and I will spare your life today."

Her throat was constricted, she couldn't breathe normally, and the maid struggled in pain.

Tang Yunshu straightened his sleeves, and said to her with a smile in his eyes: "If you don't say it, break her hand, if you don't say it, you will scratch her face."

For some things, Tang Yunshu was impatient.

Mahayana threw her to the ground, ignored her violent coughing, and said sharply, "Say."

The maid had just returned from the brink of death, her heart was filled with horror, she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Young master, young master, Mrs. Wei gave this servant a small silver coin for her to prescribe medicine, and then leading her here is nothing to do with this slave." The maidservant doesn't dare anymore, woo...don't dare anymore, please don't tell His Highness."

If it is known, His Highness will definitely hand her over to the government.

At this moment, the maid realized what kind of mistake she had made.

Tang Yunshu ignored the maid whose forehead was bleeding, her eyes were cold.

Yao shi, I was in Jin'an's account before and thought I'd settle it for you in two days, but you're still courting death.

You like to play these little tricks, so I will play them for you.

"walk home."

Tang Yunshu flicked his sleeves slightly, turned around and led Mahayana away.