Chapter 47: Second Brother Gu, please don’t contact me anymore. I’m afraid Brother Xian will misunderstand!

In order to prevent Changqing, a fool, from ruining the opportunity for her daughter and the young marquis to be alone together, Cuichan had to explain to Changqing over and over again, and finally managed to stop Changqing, who was so stubborn that he wanted to find the two of them.

This is Yang Wenyuan.

Without the constraints of the people around me, I felt much more relaxed when talking to Hualan.

Although the two did not dare to do anything frivolous that would violate etiquette, their tone of voice became much more intimate, and they looked like a loving couple.

Polo Club is a place where you can have fun.
But apart from playing polo, the most attractive place is the pot-shooting game.

Even if Yang Wenyuan wanted to enjoy the romance of a picnic, he couldn't do so in this place.

So I discussed it with Hualan and decided to go to the place where people were playing pot-to-pot first to join in the fun. The little ones were most likely to appear there.

The polo club occupies such a large venue.

The place for playing pot-throwing is naturally not small.

It is about the size of ten acres (a football field).

Tossing pots is the most popular game in the Great Zhou Dynasty, besides polo. The sons of nobles who have no polo to play have gathered here, dividing the venues according to their respective social circles, and playing enthusiastically.

When Yang Wenyuan arrived at the place and took a look, he was immediately surprised.

In the center of the pitching pot field, among a group of noble children, there was actually Chang Feng? !
No, this cheap brother-in-law has such strong social skills that he has instantly mixed into the circle of nobles?

You have to know that the circle of nobles has always been exclusive.

Rong Xian could only rub against it, but there was actually a thick barrier between them, so how did Chang Feng get in touch with her?

Then Yang Wenyuan saw Rong Xian in the crowd. He had just finished pitching the pot and stepped down from the field. He walked to Chang Feng and put his arm around his shoulders, as if they were good friends who had not seen each other for many years.

Well, it's you, kid.

At this time, Rong Xian also saw this side, and walked over with Chang Feng with a warm look on his face.

"Wenyuan, you're finally here. Let me tell you, this guy next to me is someone I just met. He's quite interesting. His name is Sheng... What's Sheng's name?"

Yang Wenyuan said: "Sheng Changfeng."

"Well, I remember now. His name is Sheng Changfeng."

Rong Xian nodded, then looked at Yang Wenyuan with a puzzled look and asked, "But how did you know? Have you met before?"

As he spoke, Rong Xian couldn't help but shift his attention to Hua Lan, who was standing next to Yang Wenyuan, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

What's going on with Yang Wenyuan? Is he having good luck with women recently?

Every girl I know is prettier than the other!
"Of course I know him."

Yang Wenyuan introduced Rong Xian, "The one next to me is the eldest daughter of the Sheng family. The one you met when you first came to find me was the second son of the Sheng family. This one is the third son of the Sheng family. The ones who asked me to lead the way just now were the fifth and sixth daughters of the Sheng family."

After these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.

Yang Wenyuan also realized that in just a short while, Rong Xian had already recognized almost all the members of the Sheng family, except for Molan who was nowhere to be found.

Rong Xian was obviously aware of this problem.

He already knew that the Sheng family was not very powerful, so he was not afraid of offending others with his words and asked directly: "Hearing what you said, I am a little curious. Is the fourth child of the Sheng family a boy or a girl?"

"Girl, she is my sister." As soon as Yang Wenyuan frowned, Chang Feng stepped forward to answer.

Rong Xian was about to continue asking questions, but saw Yang Wenyuan's surprised expression, and his heart skipped a beat. Then he looked at the intimate posture between Yang Wenyuan and the beautiful woman next to him. How could he not guess that Yang Wenyuan might be interested in the eldest daughter of the Sheng family in front of him, and seemed unhappy that he spoke so rashly.

Rong Xian thought to himself: I was wondering why Yang Wenyuan suddenly acted out of character and was so enthusiastic towards the son of a fifth-rank official. It turns out that this is the root of the problem!

I can see at first glance that you are harboring evil intentions!
Seeing that Yang Wenyuan was unhappy, Rong Xian immediately shut up and stopped talking. In fact, from the beginning of playing with Yang Wenyuan to now, Rong Xian has always responded to Yang Wenyuan's words and rarely resisted.

The reason for this was that the last time his family went to the palace to see his sister, Concubine Rong, he heard Concubine Rong mention that the Rong family and the Yang family of Pingyang Marquis's Mansion should get closer.

Hearing this, Rong Xian actually felt very strange.

After all, Yang Wenyuan had a very bad reputation at the time and had done many weird things that were both ridiculous and funny.

Why get close to him?

In response to the Rong family's questions, Rong Fei did not directly answer them, but said softly: "I don't know other people's attitude towards Yang Wenyuan, anyway, the emperor laughed happily after hearing these things."

Although they didn't understand the deeper meaning, the Rong family still agreed.

No matter whether Yang Jiajian is in the emperor's favor or there is some other hidden story, it is always right to listen to Concubine Rong. After all, the family's wealth and glory were brought by Concubine Rong.

Without Concubine Rong, their family would definitely still be eating coarse food.

……

After simply asking Changfeng if he had seen his other brothers and sisters and receiving a negative answer, Hualan and Yang Wenyuan prepared to leave.

Rong Xian wanted to move closer, but noticing Yang Wenyuan's warning look, he immediately and quietly retracted his raised foot.

After a brief hesitation, he enthusiastically pulled Changfeng to play the pot-tossing game.

There is more than one way to get close to Yang Wenyuan.

Do you understand the brother-in-law’s route?
I can complete the task and have fun at the same time. Rong Xian is really a genius!
Looking at the two people's backs as they left, leaning against each other's shoulders and showing affection, Yang Wenyuan couldn't help but marvel at them.

We are obviously a family.

Why is Rong Xian indifferent to Chang Bai, but so enthusiastic towards Chang Feng?

But if you think about it carefully, Rong Xian is a fun-loving person.

He may not like serious literati like Changbai, but his attitude may change when facing Changfeng, who also loves to have fun.

Different from other noble children who were only polite to Rong Xian on the surface but looked down on him behind his back, Chang Feng truly admired the glorious Rong family!
Not to mention that Chang Feng is a lively and sweet-talker, and is very good at saying things to please others, which naturally makes Rong Xian happy.

For Rong Xian, who had long lacked a sense of identity, this undoubtedly scratched his itch, so he must have enjoyed Chang Feng's "licking skills" very much.

Although Rongxian has only recently become rich, he also has the heart to be a big brother!
Chang Feng's arrival was just in time.

As for Gu Tingye, the wealthy man in Yangzhou.

Chang Feng could only say: Second Brother Gu, please don’t contact me anymore. I’m afraid Xian’er will misunderstand!

After saying goodbye to Chang Feng, the two looked around but didn't see anyone else.

At this time, Yang Wenyuan suggested: "Since we are already here, why don't we try pitching pots?"

The area for throwing pots is very large, and there is some empty space at the edge.

Hearing this, Hua Lan felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm not very good at pitching pot either."

“I’m not playing well either!”

Yang Wenyuan's face was full of seriousness. "Before, I played polo, or studied and practiced martial arts at home, and rarely played pot tossing.

It just so happens that neither of us is very good at it, so we should give it a try."

(End of this chapter)