The first verse is not good

Time flies, after several changes in official positions, Ren Zhen's family went around several times in several counties and prefectures in the suburbs of the capital, and finally because of their slightly upright temper, they were arranged to serve as the governor in other places. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ren Zhen was able to assist his father with his literary talents. Life is simple.

But as Ren Zhen became an adult, a new problem still appeared, this young man was young, Sven, knowledgeable, and talented, and gradually became easy to be watched. Although he has been watched many times since he was a child, he is still not very used to it, so he always follows the scholar Ziwen to read and discuss swords in the garden, Qiushui is married, but the family still stays in the garden to take care of affairs. A few years older, employing people at ease, but Ziwen has always been more reckless, and he had to be matched with a small entourage, Zizhang, this little guy is handsome, flexible and polite.

Ren Zhen always taught Ziwen to learn more from Zizhang, but he still scratched his head and sang a promise, and then recklessly picked up the curtain and ran in, shouting: Childe, it's not good!

This time, it was like this again, before Ren Zhen's chess pieces fell, a figure stepped in, rolling up a layer of cool breeze.

"Say, what's the matter, Ziwen, don't panic" Ren Zhen was patient, lifted his sleeve, and smiled at Zizhang.

"Childe, it's not good" Ziwen grinned: "Lord Ye Zhizhou, here you are again!"

"Huh?" Ren Zhen couldn't help frowning, this Lord Ye is actually nothing to be afraid of, the trouble is this uncle, who has been a friend of his father for many years. The judges must say, is it swollen, one more way to help out, alas, but, one more daughter, isn't there one more onlooker, not to mention, this Miss Ye is still a strong onlooker.

You have to ask Miss Ye who she is, alas... This Miss Ye, whose name is Jiaojiao, is the name of a flower, but her hair is more likely to wither yellow than the leaves, and her body is as thin as firewood, but her temperament seems to be soft like a dodder silk, and once it is wound, it makes people have no respite.

As soon as Ren Zhen thought of her, it was as if he saw Ziwen running around in a hurry, and he couldn't afford to hurt him.

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Section 2 is a story

The story has to start 3 years ago, when it snowed heavily that year, Ye Zhizhou came to celebrate his birthday with his family. . .

Ren Zhen put down the brush to learn calligraphy, and brought a Tang scarf out to greet him, Uncle Ye has not been in contact for many years, so he has to come out quickly to take a look. It doesn't matter if this one comes out, but the garden is very lively. A half-grown boy ran around the yard, the little maid who followed followed after the sweat of the head, and the other little chubby girl and her brother cried and wiped her tears for a paper kite.

Ren Zhenlei glanced at the black line in his head, lowered his head and planned to walk over quietly, but he heard a cough behind him, and then a pair of arms firmly hung on his waist, it turned out to be Ye Jiaojiao, who was two years younger: "Ahem, Brother Zhenzhen, ahem"

"Brother Zhenzhen~" is really a response, and the little fat girl immediately let go and rushed over, just dragging his clothes.

"Ahh

"Don't drag my brother, look at your dirty hands!"

Or my brother has a conscience, but, for my brother, aren't your hands dirty? . .

Ye Yizhu saw that everyone was surrounding this big brother, so he stopped and tilted his head: "Who is he?"

"Who are you?" Ren Zhen walked over and touched his head.

The boy unkindly knocked his hand off and glared at him with slanted eyes.

"Ahem, Yizhu, this is a real brother, ahem, this is my brother, one, ahem... Ren Zhen hurriedly signaled to her that she didn't need to say anything.

In the short party that year, Lord Ye admired Ren Zhen very much, and praised the young man for becoming more and more stylish, and Ren Zhen didn't dare to be a demeanor, he just hoped that this coughing girl would not sit next to him to eat.

But it's not just the delicate girl herself, it seems that the Zhizhou family hopes that this girl would follow him at any time, follow him to learn words, follow him to study, walk with him, run with him... But can I not sneak into my house to rummage when I'm going to rest?

Every time Ren Zhen thought of this, he would take out the small lock from his arms, drop a tassel small lock,,, look at it, and his mood was surprisingly bad.

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The third session of the Hongmen Banquet

This time it's really not good news, it turns out that this is the adult birthday of the delicate girl, everyone understands that this kind of birthday is naturally the drunkard's intention not to drink. Even though my father has been helping to play non-stop, it is still very troublesome.

Lord Ren snorted, firstly, because this girl was indeed worried that she would be able to cough for a few years, and secondly, in recent years, especially this year, this kind of Hongmen banquet has been eaten several times, Zhizhou, Zhixian, Thorn Shi, Sima, and the outsiders who came to the county, the county order, and the township. There are so many beauties at the banquet, and the handsome son can only take out one for the time being, which is really a headache, and it is not a face to offend anyone.

Ren Zhen dressed up carefully according to etiquette this time, a round-necked robe was neat, with a new belt, his shoes were polished black, he took a folding fan, and there were poems and books on it, and he walked out of the house with a black face.

Jiaojiao coughed all the way out of the boudoir and saluted him. Her half-headed sister also ran out, fortunately Yizhu was already studying, and she seemed a lot quieter, otherwise Ren Zhen still wanted to run away.

"Hehe, these two girls, I haven't seen them a few times, and they have already come out so much" Father Ren still complimented these words at the wine table in a timely manner.

Jiaojiao coughed twice, lowered her head and blushed her cheeks, and fiddled with her peach-colored and golden skirt, in Ren Zhen's opinion, if her father praised a few more words, she would have to crush the skirt timidly.

Niuniu smiled happily, and generously picked up a small teacup to toast the uncle, Ren Zhen couldn't help but look at her twice, this little girl in a turquoise dress had a familiar taste.

Yizhu Si Wenwen sat on the seat and asked Ren Wei's little brother next to him about the mediocre problems in the poems, Ren Wei's preparation for the little stinky fart to show off, Ren Zhen reached out and touched his two heads: "Yizhu, you are now, just turn your back on your back." ”

Ren Wei stuck out his tongue in defeat, and Yizhu said seriously: "I will, I will, Master has teaching, heaven to earth, snow to wind, evening light to clear sky, Hong to go to geese, birds to songworms"

"Oh, Ling Lang is awesome. ”

"Where, where, kid is not talented" Ye Zhizhou touched his beard and laughed.

"That's right" Lord Ye suddenly changed his words: "Ling Lang is such a talent, do you consider which family's daughter?"

"Well, this... Ren's father was embarrassed for a moment: "Some adults have mentioned that the dog is still young and has not yet decided."

"Hey, it's not small, it's not small" Ye Zhizhou pretended to be unintentional and said: "The little girls are not talented, and they have all reached the age of finding others."

Ye Jiaojiao was choked by this sentence and coughed for a while.

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The fourth quarter was closed

After coming back, Ren Fuyin was anxious, paced the study several times, and finally called someone to call Ren Zhen to ask him about his plans.

"Look at one, dad will ask for you"

"Dad, the child doesn't want to yet" Ren Zhen refused.

"Then what should I do, Zhang Tingshi's daughter, it is estimated that she will have a birthday next month, so she is running like this?"

"Let's be the same, you see, how about the young lady of Chen Sima's family?" Madame was naturally very anxious.

"If it's not the king of Kyoto, you will still have to go there for your development in the future" Ren's father has his own opinions.

"Dad, I really don't want to... "Ren is really anxious, Lord Wang, that young lady, she pretends to be good-tempered.

"I don't want to, I don't want to, in the end, I will be dragged into the son of the old Li family, no one dares to offend, what a young man, I haven't married at 25, what do you want to do, is I in a hurry to die?" Mrs. Ren's worries were not superfluous.

Alas....

Within a few days, a big news came out from the Ren Mansion: Ren Zhen, the eldest son of the Ren family, will meet friends with literature, seek fate with poetry, and recruit relatives with each other, no threshold, no matter whether rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, as long as you are talented, you will come.

For a time, the news spread throughout the region, the city was full of wind and rain, the daughter of the official family pondered hard, asked for help, spent money and offered rewards, exhausted all kinds of methods, and wanted to go to the pair, which guessed and guessed that some halfway marriage was achieved, and even walking on the street, in the fields, everyone seemed to be interested in discussing as a lantern riddle.

"You're not right, what kind of cabbage and radish, vulgar and vulgar" The little girl in the teahouse on the old street knocked her half-meter-tall little brother with a rolling pin.

"Then your steamed bun is hungry or not" The villain also replied to him without showing weakness.

"What a mess of pairs, even children are guessing," a carved carriage grunted over. A woman with beaded flowers on her head stretched out a thin hand, lifted the curtain, and poked her head out.

The man riding a white horse beside her looked arrogant: "Who knows, what, you want to join in the fun?"

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Section 5 went to the onlookers

It's not Wei Ruohe!Okay, you guys just try to scold the couple, don't bring such spoilers, I haven't guessed yet.

The woman agrees with me, don't compare me to that kind of girl, believe it or not, my brother will swell her head again.

Xiao Budie walked down from the carriage step by step, Xiao Debu followed, both of them were in a casual posture, handed over the horse and carriage to the post station, and each of them had a sword, and they went in domineeringly.

"Do you two hit the top or stay in the hotel?"

"Eat noodles!" (Who said, drag it out...) ）

Xiao Budie's hand hooked, and Xiao Er greeted him, "Ask you something, the place in front of you is crowded, what are you doing?"

"The guest is from out of town?" Xiao Er said flatteringly.

"What's the matter" Xiao Debu held his hands in front of his chest and crossed in front of him domineeringly: "Don't talk nonsense"

"Yes, yes" Xiao Er put away his smiling face: "The front is the Biwen recruitment of the son of the Yin family in our house, and the hidden garden is hidden in the front, as long as the right pair is set, there is no threshold"

"Oh?" the two men became interested, glanced at each other, and walked away.

"Past, past" Xiao Debu waved his hand casually, and the crowd avoided the trouble and dodged a way.

The two of them squinted their eyes upward, only to see a table at the gate of the courtyard of the Tibetan Garden, two handsome little maids standing in the center, talking with the onlookers, two maids standing on both sides, holding two pieces of red paper, and on the table are pen, ink, paper and inkstone. On both sides of the courtyard gate are two large pieces of red paper, with pairs written on one side and blank on the other.

As soon as I inquired, I found out that if anyone is on the pair, it will be written on the red paper of the maid, and it will be passed in by a small house, if it is right, the son will personally write the best pair, and I respectfully invite you to enter the garden to continue the competition, but so far, no one has ever entered the garden.

"Hmph," Xiao Debu sneered and glanced at the couplet, "Sister, are you interested?"

"I'm not busy, who knows what it looks like" Xiao Budie said while a wisp of flowing sea, standing upright in the direction of the gate, and shouted: "Hey, just you, what about your son-in-law, let him come out, this girl will take a look"

Ziwen glanced at this domineering sister, and was about to say something, Zizhang stopped him, changed his hand and saluted: "This girl, my son-in-law recruits relatives with literature, if you want to see your son, you can try it first."

Xiao Budie pulled out half of the sword, stuffed it in, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to see how to recruit relatives, in case it is an ugly monster, this girl will not accept it." ”

"You!" Ziwen was angry and raised his fists and was about to jump.

Still Zizhang took a deep breath, took a deep breath, hugged his fists and said: "It's not in the way, first, my son-in-law is a talent, as we all know, second, if the girl enters the garden, you are allowed to repent, my son-in-law is not an unreasonable person." ”

"It's not easy to enter the garden," Xiao Budie sneered.

I saw her fly up and take off into the air, heading straight for the garden.