He Qiuxue seems to be defending her, but in fact she stepped on her feet, how can Qiu Ci not see the truth?

She has been looking at this qiē coldly like a bystander. "樂" Wen "Xiao" said|

The girls' noisy quarrel is just to see what kind of person she is, for these young ladies, she is just a young lady from a small family, daring to grab jewelry with the lord of Jiayi, they are a little in awe of her, but they also look down on her.

Snatching jewelry in the street is the act of a shrew.

No one can afford to mess with a shrew, but they all look down on a shrew.

And He Qiuxue wants to step on her and create a good image for herself.

He Qiuxue knows how to maintain the sisters in the family, knows how to maintain the face of the Hou Mansion, and also knows how to compose poems, and can write and paint, what a great opportunity this will be!

Qiu Ci sneered in his heart.

She wanted to see what He Qiuxue did.

He Qiuxue can become famous, but this fame is stepping on her to climb up, so it can't.

The girls were giggling and laughing, and suddenly a voice came.

"Lord Jiayi has arrived."

As the words fell, a faint fragrance entered everyone's noses with the wind.

Qiu Ci looked up, and saw the originally beautiful and unbelievable Lord Jiayi coming over.

She wore a feather gauze dress today, and a cloak embroidered with gold silk and white veined clouds, which did not need to be deliberately dressed, and her original graceful posture was very light in front of everyone.

"What are you guys playing, having so much fun." The county lord of Jiayi looked at the smiling girls and asked with a smile.

Then, with a sweep of her eyes, she saw Qiu Ci standing with Yun Jun'er, and her face changed slightly.

"I'm playing a game." The girls said enthusiastically. "Write a poem on this garden scenery to see who can do it well."

The county lord of Jiayi retracted his gaze, still smiling, "Then have you all written poems?" ”

"Not yet, it's just that Jun'er made a song." The girls said one after another.

The girl who also had a spirit said, "We now ask He Sanniang to make a song too, but she hasn't done it yet." ”

Didn't the county lord of Jiayi deal with He Sanniang.

"yes, yes. She hasn't done it yet. We're all waiting for her to write a poem. The girls also reacted and said gossipingly.

Lord Jiayi's eyes rolled, "Then what are you waiting for?" Ask Miss He San to write a poem. ”

The girls' eyes looked towards Autumn Ci. The county lord of Jiayi also looked at her with a smile.

Yun Jun'er felt that the county lord of Jiayi was a bit of a bully, and she whispered to Qiu Ci, "If you don't know, then don't force it." ”

Akiji smiled. There was a kind of carelessness on his face.

He Qiuxue worriedly stood in front of Qiu Ci to protect her, lowered her head and pleaded in a low voice. "Lord Jiayi, my third sister has been unwell since she was a child, and she only returned home from Zhuxi some time ago, and she has not asked her husband to learn words. Can I replace the third sister in this game? ”

After He Qiuxue finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sharp light staring at her from behind. Without warning, she felt as if she was frozen in ice.

Qiu Ci looked at her coldly.

If He Qiuxue didn't say this. The county lord of Jiayi may not necessarily have her to compose poems, but He Qiuxue told the county lord of Jiayi clearly that she was asking the county lord of Jiayi to slap her in the face.

If the autumn words are eaten in the Jeguo Mansion, this is what He Qiuxue likes to see.

Because it's also a good opportunity for her to be in the limelight.

"Replaced by you?" The county lord of Jiayi smiled sarcastically, "You are just a concubine of the Marquis of Anping, when will it be your turn to speak here?" ”

He Qiuxue's face turned pale, she didn't expect the county lord of Jiayi to talk about her so ruthlessly, and still in front of many ladies.

"The concubine of the marquis can't read and write poetry? Who will believe this? The county lord of Jiayi raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Ci, "Miss He San is trying to shirk everything, shouldn't she dare?" ”

Yun Jun'er was really angry that the county lord of Jiayi was so deceitful, she blurted out, "Who wouldn't dare?" Keep saying that people don't dare, you have a book to make a song in advance! ”

Mrs. Yun often told her not to offend the county lord of Jiayi, but she and the county lord of Jiayi did not quarrel once and a half.

The county lord of Jiayi looked at Yun Jun'er and then at Qiu Ci, and instantly understood something, she smiled playfully, "You want me to compose poems?" Do you really think that cats and dogs can please me? It's up to you? ”

Her mocking words made Yun Jun'er even more angry.

It is undeniable that the county lord of Jiayi is quite famous in the circle of nobles in Beijing, and her calligraphy and painting attainments are very profound.

Gu Yi is a famous talent in the world, and in order to be worthy of Gu Yi, the county lord of Jiayi will work hard in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Hard work pays off, and today's Jiayi county lord, the artistic conception of calligraphy and painting has reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

He Qiuxue quietly retreated to the side.

Even if she was insulted in public by the county lord of Jiayi today, her purpose had been achieved.

Whether Qiu Ci dares or not, she is destined to be unpleasing today.

If she insists on fighting with the lord of Jiashun, then she can only write poetry; But He Qiuxue is very sure that Qiu Ci can't compose poems, and the poems she writes are afraid that she will lose the face of the entire Hou Mansion.

If you don't dare, it will confirm the rumor that she won't have a big character.

After today, everyone will know that the concubines of the Marquis of Anping cannot read.

Miss Yan, who can't read and write, is no different from a fool.

"As the county lord of Jiayi said, not all cats and dogs can please me." Qiu Ci said lightly, her eyes were flat, and her expression was also flat, not at all like she was angry or scared.

"Although I don't know much about poetry and painting, it's still okay to write a poem, but I don't think it's interesting to play such a game, and I don't want to echo it."

Lord Jiayi smiled coldly, she was really angry! This kind of game is not very interesting, and it is not intended to be accommodated?

"Although our Hou Mansion is small, we are also a scholarly family, and the girls we have raised are no worse than any young lady on the spot." Qiu Ci said, his eyes looked at He Qiuxue, who was standing on the side as quiet as a stake, and He Qiuxue trembled.

"The fourth sister is a girl carefully cultivated by our Hou Mansion, if you want me to compose poems, then win the fourth sister first."

What the?

He Qiuxue was dumbfounded, why did she push her out in just a few words?

The county lord of Jiayi sneered, "Just her? A concubine of the Hou Mansion is also worthy of fighting with me? Her gaze swept over the girls, and her eyes lingered on one of them.

"You, compete with Miss He Si! Don't lose my face! ”

Yun Jun'er immediately ordered, "Come on, pen and ink wait!" ”

He Qiuxue was squeezed so much that there was no way, Qiu Ci's words had already been released, she was Miss Hou of the Hou Mansion, what she said, He Qiuxue had to obey.

And the county lord of Jiayi also sent someone to compete with her, and now she can't push it. (To be continued.) )>