After reading the two poems, Hualang didn't say anything, even if he knew who made these two poems, he wouldn't say it, because saying it would force Wang Anshi's situation to a dead end.

Sima Guang saw that Hua Lang had finished reading the two poems, so he hurriedly asked, "Dude, do you see anything from these two poems?" ”

Hua Lang shook his head with a smile and asked rhetorically, "What do you think of these two poems, Lord Sima?" ”

"A good poem is a good poem, but it is only related to the murder, which inevitably makes people suspicious!"

Hua Lang smiled indifferently and said, "Master Sima, maybe everything is just a coincidence, why do you need to say these poems, in my opinion, the author of this poem can be described as a great talent." ”

Sima Guang didn't understand why Hua Lang praised these poems so highly, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't say anything at this time, after all, as a literati, he didn't think that a few poems could have anything to do with the murder, but the people said so, so he had to think like this for the time being.

After leaving from the Fragrance Building, Hua Lang and Sima Guang separated one after another, and after Hua Lang returned to the house, he immediately asked Yin Wuxian to find a person named Wang Anshi, and he searched for the official position of Huainan Jiedu Judge Hall in Huainan, Yin Wuxian had never heard of Wang Anshi, and he didn't understand how Hua Lang knew this person, but he still did it according to Hua Lang's request.

Because the direction is very clear, so in the evening of that day, Yin Wuxian brought the news, saying that there is indeed a person named Wang Anshi in Huainan City, and it is indeed as Hua Lang said, it is an official matter of the Huainan Jiedu Judge's Office, and now lives in Jingxi Hutong.

After learning the news, Hua Lang nodded, and then went to Jingxi Hutong with Yin Wuyi.

Jingxi Hutong is a very prosperous place in Huainan City, most of the people who live here are dignitaries, at the beginning Hualang they also wanted to sell a house in this place, but later found that the house here is not particularly big, so in the end they gave up, moreover, Hualang also does not like the excitement here.

The midsummer evening has an indescribable beauty, Jingxi Hutong is very bustling and lively, some scholars are talking about poetry and lyrics, a few old men are playing chess, and from time to time there are a few quarrels, the young men who set up the stalls are ready to pack up and go home, and a few children are fluttering dragonflies.

Hualang and the others walked through these lively scenes, and finally came to Wang Anshi's house, which was a one-in-one-out house, which was not big, but for a person like Wang Anshi who was an official in other places, it was already very good.

Knock on the door gently, the door creaked open, and then poked out the head of a young man from inside, the young man looked at Hua Lang and Yin Wuxian with a pair of suspicious eyes, and asked, "Who are the two of you?" ”

Hua Lang smiled and said, "May I ask if this is the home of Wang Anshi, the official of the Huainan Jiedu Judge's Office?" ”

The young man nodded: "It's my master, but the two of you are friends of my master?" ”

Hua Lang shook his head: "It's not a friend, it's just a visit, it's just a visit, under Hua Lang." ”

After hearing Hualang's name, the little guy was suddenly startled, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "My master is not here, you can come back another day." ”

As soon as the little maid finished speaking, Yin Wuxian was about to make a move, but at this time, a voice suddenly came from inside the house: "Wang Quan, who is making noise outside?" ”

At this time, the little guy named Wang Quan looked embarrassed, snorted coldly, pushed it away with one palm, and walked in, Hua Lang smiled indifferently, and then shouted into the house: "In Xia Hua Lang, I have come to visit Lord Wang." ”

After the voice fell, a man about thirty years old ran out of the house, and after he ran out, his face suddenly became happy, and he said, "You are Hualang?" It's really better to be famous than to see it, please! ”

Wang Anshi's attitude was diametrically opposed to that little guy, Hua Lang smiled indifferently, and was not polite, followed Wang Anshi into the living room, and after sitting down in the living room, Hua Lang said: "Lord Wang, do you know what you are doing here?" ”

Wang Anshi's face changed slightly, but he soon laughed again, and said: "The arrival of the playboy did surprise Wang, but the purpose of the playboy's trip, Wang still guessed more or less, and now Huainan City has spread that my two poems are related to the murder in Huainan City, and the playboy is like a god, I think it is for this, but how did the playboy know that the two poems were written by me?" ”

Hua Lang smiled: "I don't have to worry about Lord Wang who learned about it, but I don't think Lord Wang seems to be worried about this matter?" ”

Wang Anshi shrugged: "The Qing is self-purifying, I just wrote two poems, could it be that these non-existent things have become these non-existent things, so I worry all day long?" ”

Hua Lang admired Wang Anshi's mentality very much, and he also thought that it was precisely because of Wang Anshi's fearlessness that he dared to implement the law change later, otherwise how could a person who was frightened for a little thing dare to openly confront the magnates of the entire Great Song Dynasty?

Hua Lang smiled: "Lord Wang is so courageous, and I want to tell Lord Wang today, although I know that those poems were written by you, but I believe that you are not a murderer, and now I want to discuss something with Lord Wang." ”

Wang Anshi looked at Hualang, a little puzzled, and said, "I don't think the playboy knows much about me, but why does he trust me so much?" ”

Hanalang shrugged: "It's purely believing, and I can't say why." ”

Of course, there is a reason, that is, Hua Lang does not believe that Wang Anshi will be the murderer, but he can't say this reason, because this reason is even more bullshitty than what he says now.

Hualang's reason doesn't make sense, but Wang Anshi is very moved, if a person trusts you for no reason, will you be very moved?

Wang Anshi glanced at Hua Lang and asked, "What do you want to discuss with me?" ”

"It's very simple, I want to ask Lord Wang to write another poem in the name of a green loose person."

"This ...... Isn't the playboy afraid of another death? ”

Hua Lang's expression was slightly solemn, and he said: "Fear is naturally afraid, but now we have too few clues for this murder, so I want to lure the snake out of the hole and design a trap for the murderer." ”

In just a few words, Wang Anshi immediately understood what Hua Lang meant, and after he understood, he was moved even more deeply just now, because Hua Lang actually told himself about his plan, and at this time, in the eyes of others, he was afraid that he was still a suspect.

Wang Anshi did not shirk Hualang's going, and after standing in the living room and groaning, he immediately wrote a poem and soon wrote a poem, which said:

The thatched eaves are long and clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand.

A water to protect the field will be green, and the two mountains will send the green.