After Lin Yunqing saw the girl leave, he turned around and walked to Jiang Shuying's side, "Second master." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jiang Shuying looked down at him, "What's the matter?" ”

Lin Yunqing took a deep breath and held his breath, "I... The second master came to propose marriage earlier. With that, he ran out of the pavilion in a hurry, as if he were followed by a wolf. Because of the speed, he accidentally tripped over the skirt and fell to the ground, and then got up awkwardly and strode out of the forest.

Jiang Shuying looked at the girl who was disgraced, calculated the time, and walked out of the pavilion.

This famous family specially used to gather the villa was built for people with a deep background, as for who Jiang Shuying knows better than anyone else, on the territory of the king of Yunnan, there is only Lin Qizhao who has a deep background.

No one knows what Lin Qizhao's purpose is to build this villa, and there is not much energy left for the chess pieces, and Jiang Shuying has no way to know, but the only thing that is clear is that the owner of this villa on the surface is to think that the great Confucianism in the world is that every festival, all kinds of talented and beautiful people in Ancheng are proud to come here to gather.

Of course, in addition to talented and beautiful women, there are also some children of families with deep backgrounds but inaction, and there are many gentlemen, such as the handsome young man who is now standing in front of Jiang Shuying.

The young man stepped forward and put one hand on Jiang Shuying's body, and his eyes were aimed at the veiled boudoir girls from all walks of life, and his fiery gaze seemed to be able to burn a hole in the light and flowing Luo skirts on their bodies. "Second master, take a look, who is the young lady in the yellow shirt in front. He pointed to a passing girl in the verandah, and said with a hippie smile: "That figure, tsk." ”

Jiang Shuying pulled out his hand that was across his shoulder, twisted his backhand, and forced the young man to the verandah. The inner side of the verandah is a small artificial lake, in which there is a delicate pavilion in the middle of the lake, and a bluestone bridge connects it.

As soon as Jiang Shuying came out of the peach blossom forest, as soon as he entered the villa, he met Lin Yunqing's former fox friend and dog friend, and the one in front of him was a bully. He is a side branch of Lin Yunxia's family, he is a lazy person on weekdays, often mixed in the city, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, non-toxic, everything is related to Lin Yunqing, using the name of Yunnan Wangfu to bully and dominate the market, he is the most loyal dog around Lin Yunxia.

The young man was twisted by Jiang Shuying, and screamed in pain, "Second master, you lighten it, otherwise it will break." ”

Jiang Shuying heard that the words were not light, but serious, "Remember, when I see that girl in the future, stay away, dare to move, it's not as simple as walking around without eating." She took advantage of the young man's confusion and kicked him into the lake. "If you dare to touch her, cut off any hand that touches her. ”

That yellow figure was not anyone, it was Lin Yunqing.

Jiang Shuying has always had the habit of enclosing land, and Lin Yunqing happened to be on her territory, and only she could rub the round and flat ones.

The young man was fruitless in the water for a while, and when he was finally plugged in with a bamboo pole, he muttered to himself: "Is this really the second master?

In addition to that young man, Jiang Shuying also met a few "old friends" from before Lin Yunqing, and after she casually said hello, she asked the waiters in the villa to belong to Qi Xiantang, where the children of the family gathered, and then walked straight towards that road.

The people in Qixian Hall are boiling, and the talented people who are rich and rich are gathering together at this time, each with the theme of the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju and Ju, cooking wine and discussing poetry.

Entering the gate, Jiang Shuying glanced at the entourage who was about to come out to stop her, found the most comfortable position in the house and sat down, quietly watching this group of talented people pretending to be forced.

More than twenty children of the family saw that they were the chief, and the lively Qi Xiantang suddenly fell silent. Someone stood up and was about to accuse Jiang Shuying, but was stopped by others. "Why bother with that kind of person, let him do it if he likes to sit there, and let him ride the tiger for a while. ”

"Exactly, exactly. ”

The conversation between the two fell into Jiang Shuying's ears without leakage, and she turned a deaf ear. The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and there are no people and things in this world that she is afraid of.

The environment of Qixian Hall is elegant and generous, there is a sparkling artificial lake in front of the door, there are layers of green shirts in the back, and the vibrant green bamboo on both sides of the back, as well as the flowers of the four seasons, the environment is elegant and chic, Lin Qizhao's behavior is rude but his vision is really good.

Jiang Shuying was bored listening to this group of talented people in their prime talking about poetry and poetry, and the poems and songs they made were good or bad. It can be seen from the inside that some people are ambitious and talented, and some people are not worthy of their names and will only be elegant. If it weren't for Lin Qizhao's order to let her stay here, she would rather watch the Lin brothers who were beaten and their butts bloomed in the back house.

Everyone who was against the poetry all cast mocking glances at Jiang Shuying, but Jiang Shuying didn't think so.

"Hey, isn't that the eldest prince of Bai?" said one of them in surprise when he got up and looked into the distance.

The other person also stood up and walked outside, and when he saw the person approaching, he immediately smiled, "Yes, yes, it's Bai Dagongzi." ”

"I thought that Bai Dagongzi would not come, but I didn't expect to meet the real person this time, it is really a blessing for three lives. ”

While speaking, Bai Ye, who was dressed in black, walked in, and he couldn't see joy or anger with a cold face.

The information provided by the chess pieces does not describe much of this world, and it is never mentioned to Bai Ye.

Jiang Shuying drank tea casually, and coldly watched a group of people circling around Bai Ye, the scene of the stars and the moon was compared with the Jiang Gongzi who was at the gate of the villa just now, and the verdict was instantly set. Obviously, Bai Ye's reputation and status are incomparable to that Jiang Gongzi. As for her, she is notorious, Lin Yunqing's reputation has been ruined by herself, and he has the credit of the Lin brothers and Concubine Wei for his own death.

Bai Ye found a place to sit down, but unfortunately, the only vacant seat was next to Jiang Shuying. He sat down with kindness, and his attendant hurriedly poured him a cup of hot tea to moisten his throat. Taking a sip of tea, he put down the teacup and said, "Are you talking about poetry?"

A slender young man said, "Yes." ”

Bai Yele looked at the stack of poems brought up by his entourage, "It seems that you have gained something from poetry, congratulations." ”

Jiang Shuying raised his eyes and saw that there were only one or two poems with aura in a stack of poems, and the rest had no backbone, so they could only be used for entertainment. Glancing at her, he sat motionless on the chief like an old monk.

Jiang Shuying doesn't pay attention to others, but someone monitors her every move. "Looking at the appearance of the second son, it seems that the poems written by us are unsightly. Then he bowed his hand to Bai Ye and said: "We are doing these poems for a pastime, can Bai Dagongzi evaluate a list of flowers, and take my shoddy works and the entire champion of the second son?"

Bai Ye was already annoyed by Jiang Shuying, and when he saw someone scolding him, he was naturally happy to see it, so he carefully selected and finally selected a poem of Yongju and placed it in front of Jiang Shuying.

Jiang Shuying swept past the group of people who watched her jokes, then got up and walked to the middle, as if there were thousands of ravines in her chest:

Stay until autumn comes September 8

I have all the flowers to kill

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an

The city is full of golden armor

A murderous song of chrysanthemum shocked everyone, and Jiang Shuying was shocked.