All men, women and children under the Luotong Bridge applauded Yin Xiangxiang, and everyone was happy for this girl who came out of the shadow of unrequited love. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Where there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower?

After the wind and rain, the next stop is the rainbow.

The applause was like thunder, and a handsome man wearing an ochre plain silk jacket and a dark purple lychee belt tied around his waist walked up to Yin Xiangxiang's side, and his slender jade hand hugged Yin Xiangxiang's small waist, which made Yin Xiangxiang's whole person jump in shock.

When I turned around, it was Yin Kui.

Yin Xiangxiang had goosebumps, and she wanted to break free of Yin Kui's hand, but Yin Kui's hand hugged her waist more tightly and gave her a suggestive look.

Yin Xiangxiang understood, Yin Kui was here to help her fill the scene.

This male partner is really qualified.

I saw him squinting at Lu Jingsheng from the height of Mount Everest, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Lu, our family Xiangxiang used to pickle fat because she pretended to be a pickled person in her heart, and she said that it was born from her heart!"

Han Yulian said helpfully: "The people of the whole Shanqi City know who the pickled person in our young lady's heart is!"

The audience under the Luotong Bridge cooperatively turned their eyes to Lu Jingsheng's master and servant.

After all, they all got Yin Xiangxiang's silver just now, and they used people's money to eliminate disasters for others!

Yu Mo hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not me! It's not me!"

Lu Jingsheng's face was full of black clouds.

Yin Kui sneered and continued: "Now it's okay, our family Xiangxiang completely drove that pickled person away from the bottom of his heart, or that sentence, born from the heart, so everyone saw it, she became thinner, more beautiful, beautiful, Qiongzi and beautiful, they all said that my fair lady and gentleman are good, from now on, I, Yin Kui, will be this gentleman, take good care of my cousin Yin Xiangxiang, and hope that the fathers and villagers in Shanqi City can cheer me on more!"

Yin Xiangxiang rolled his eyes.

Bored.

She took Yin Kui's hand off her waist and said to the spectators under the bridge: "Men and women are unmarried, but all unmarried men of the right age in Shanqi City have the opportunity to join my Yin family as a son-in-law, as long as everyone behaves well, what they get is not this small silver ingot, but the wealth of my Yin family!"

Yin Xiangxiang's words were inspiring, and the young men under the bridge were all geared up.

Yin Xiangxiang changed his words: "Everyone has a chance, but he's the only one—"

Yin Xiangxiang pointed to Lu Jingsheng on the side of the bridge: "The eldest young master of the Lu family, I have nothing to do with Yin Xiangxiang in this life!"

The crowd was in a mess, like a fried oil pot.

"If the eldest young master of the Lu family is excluded, then everyone's chances of victory will be great. ”

"That's it, Miss Yin has not only become more beautiful, but also smarter. ”

"What's so good about this eldest young master of the Lu family? is a scholarly family, but he has a crush on a married woman, if you want to say stupid, he is even more stupid than Miss Yin in the past!"

The chatter is no longer loud.

Yu Mo looked at Lu Jingsheng worriedly.

Lu Jingsheng didn't say a word, and turned around and left.

Yu Mo hurriedly chased after him: "The eldest young master, the eldest young master......"

The young master has suffered such a great humiliation, and he will definitely not have his own good fruit to eat after he goes back, who will make himself the personal servant of the eldest young master?

Han Yulian gave the back of their master and servant a big spit.

"Phew, what's that, phew!"

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In the garden of the Yin family, a sandbag is hung from a tall tree.

Yin Xiangxiang was beating the sandbag, and Yulian on the side broke out in a cold sweat.

The eldest lady of her family is really skinny, when did she become so violent?

Yin Xiangxiang glanced back at Yulian and suddenly smiled ill-willedly.

"Miss......" Yulian smiled in her heart, and the sweat in her palms could be watered.

Yin Xiangxiang raised his chin: "You, go over." ”

"Where are you going?" Yulian moved in fear, but she was as fast as a snail.

"Hurry up, get in front of the punching bag. Yin Xiangxiang urged.

Yulian didn't dare to slack off, and stood in front of the sandbag, her back against the sandbag and couldn't help but feel cold.

Yin Xiangxiang looked at her trembling legs with disgust, and said, "If you can't stand firmly, I'll hang you like a sandbag." ”

Yulian plopped down and knelt on the ground: "Miss, spare me, spare me, my face was finally reduced from a big cake face to a slap face with the help of Miss, if it is broken, doesn't Miss feel a pity?"

Yin Xiangxiang shook his head indifferently: "It's not my face, what is a pity?"

Yulian ghost cried wolf: "Miss, what do you want Yulian to do, just say it! Yulian don't make sandbags!"

Acquaintance.

Yin Xiangxiang chuckled, "Good, come here." ”

Yin Xiangxiang walked to the white jade marble table in the pavilion and sat down, Yulian hurriedly followed over to fan the fan, and said attentively: "Miss is thirst......y, right?

Yin Xiangxiang pointed to the other maids standing on the side and ordered, "You go and bring juice to Miss Ben." ”

Yulian's heart went up and down.

The maid served the juice with the ring, and then put the juice from the pot and put it in front of Yin Xiangxiang, Yulian hurriedly held the juice and asked Yin Xiangxiang to take a sip with her own hand.

(There are many types of food utensils in ancient times, the main ones are: 簋 (gui), which resembles a large bowl, and people take food from the 甗 (yan) and put it in the 簋 before eating.) 簠 (fu) is a rectangular utensils for holding food, and its purpose is the same as that of 簋, so there is a saying of "簠簋對lifting". ）

Yin Xiangxiang smashed his mouth and knocked on the table, Yulian was terrified: "What does the young lady want the slave to do?"

"Sit down!" Yin Xiangxiang ordered.

Yulian didn't dare: "The slave doesn't dare to sit on an equal footing with the young lady." ”

Ink!

Yin Xiangxiang was furious, pulled Yulian to the side of the chair, and said, "Hurry up, Miss Ben wants to listen to gossip!"

It turned out that Yin Xiangxiang was interested in the gossip that people were talking about Lu Jingsheng's liking of married women under the Tong Bridge at sunset, and finally couldn't help it after a few days, and opened his mouth to Han Yulian.

"Could it be that Miss still has an unforgettable old affection for Young Master Lu?" Han Yulian looked at Yin Xiangxiang strangely.

Yin Xiangxiang was speechless: "Look at you, I just said that I can't ask you, right? As soon as you ask, you have to think more, forget it, I'll still ask others, you can go and make me a sandbag now!"

"Don't, miss, the slave said the slave said. Han Yulian howled like a pig.

Isn't it just gossip!

She likes it all the time, hahahahaha.

When the sandbag just makes Yin Xiangxiang cool, but when it comes to gossip, not only Yin Xiangxiang's ears are cool, but his mouth is also cool.

The two weights are more enjoyable, and the most enjoyable!

Yulian swallowed her saliva and chanted a poem to Yin Xiangxiang first.

The name of the little girl of the Su family is Jian Jian, with hibiscus gills and willow eyes.

Eleven mirrors learn to make up, and twelve needles can embroider clothes.

The thirteen lines sit on the matter, and refuse to hide in vain.

The delicate cloud bun is full of patterns, and the wind sleeves are fragrant with roses.

The strange posture is incomprehensible, and it turns like light.

Yulian's small eyes looked at Yin Xiangxiang and others to praise, hey, she is a little girl, but she is also a cultural person.

Yin Xiangxiang frowned: "Isn't this Su Shi's "Jian Jian Yin"?"

"Su Shi, what is Su Shi?" Yulian was stunned.

"Su Shi is not a thing, he is a person!"

"Man, who is he?"

"Su Shi, Su Dongpo, Dongpo meat, Su Zhe's brother, Su Xun his eldest son, the three of them are called 'Three Su', the Tang and Song Dynasty Eight families, their Su family accounts for three places......"

Yin Xiangxiang is proud of his language literacy, and a scholar is a scholar.

Yulian said aggrievedly: "Miss, what are you talking about? What Su Shi, Su Dongpo, Su Zhe, Su Xun, and the slaves and maids don't know each other! Are they young lady's friends?"

Ahem!

Yin Xiangxiang couldn't help but wonder which dynasty and generation he had traveled to, Jian Jianyin had memorized it, it must have been after the Song Dynasty, but this Yulian had never heard of Su Dongpo's name, this and this......

Traveling to the ancient times in the air, isn't it the most popular and fashionable way to wear it at the moment?

Yin Xiangxiang suddenly brightened.

"They're not my friends, they're yours. ”

Yulian was dumbfounded: "How can they be friends with slaves?"

"You are not Su Dongpo's friend, how can you memorize his "Jian Jian Yin"?"

"Huh?" Yulian opened her mouth wide, "Who said that "Jian Jianyin" was written by Su Dongpo, and it was written by the eldest young master of the Lu family!"

Yin Xiangxiang opened his mouth wide.

"Didn't Su Dongpo write it? Su Dongpo not only wrote the first film, but also wrote the next film!"

Yin Xiangxiang requisitioned his language literacy and memorized the second half of "Jian Jian Yin" to Han Yulian:

In February, the frost killed the peach and plum, and next year I want to marry and die this year.

Mother-in-law, don't cry sadly, this woman is not a husband and wife.

I am afraid that it is a heavenly immortal, and it is only thirteen years old in the world.

Most of the good things are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.

"Miss, the eldest young master of the Lu family has never written such a "Jian Jian Yin", are you sure that you are reciting "Jian Jian Yin"? This is obviously a curse! Then Su Jianjian is still alive and well, if the eldest young master of the Lu family knows that Miss you actually wrote a poem to curse Su Jianjian, he will definitely not give up with you, Miss. ”

What a thing!