Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Zijin looked at Rong Li's eyes and narrowed, and Rong Li winked mischievously at her gaze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Huanzhi seemed to be smiling, "Tell me what to look at?" ”

Rong Li glanced around meaningfully, with his usual unique smile, everyone looked at each other, and the three or two of them whispered.

He walked towards the mansion, even though he was wearing cloth clothes and lost his appearance, but he still could not hide his elegant and noble demeanor.

When he reached the crowd, everyone was already stunned, and when they saw him coming over, they hurriedly made way for him, Rong Li smiled and nodded gently, the person on the steps did not change his expression, but it was not difficult to see that there was a sense of expectation in his eyes when he looked at Rong Li, Wang Huanzhi seemed to be smiling and couldn't see his thoughts.

Rong Li walked up the steps and waved at the man slightly, "Under Rong Li." ”

"Li Sheng." The owner of the house also politely replied.

After the two exchanged names, they said something else, since they were going to have a competition, in order to ensure fairness and justice, Zijin and Wang Huan began to feel that they had no intention of eavesdropping, only to see the person named Li Sheng with a look of embarrassment on his face, and after talking to Rong Li for a few words.

Li Sheng nodded, made a gesture of please, and walked towards the vermilion lacquer door with Rong Li.

The door was opened, and everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see the scenery in the garden.

It's a pity that I have to get a glimpse of a corner, and the green eyes are once again hidden behind the Zhumen.

Wang Wanzhi looked at the direction of the mansion and seemed to be smiling, he seemed to have guessed something, and he didn't seem to have guessed anything.

After a while, the Zhu Gate opened again, and Li Sheng walked straight to Zijin and Wang Huanzhi, and made an extremely regular salute, "County Lord, Prince Wang." ”

Wang Huanzhi didn't speak, only gave Zijin a faint look.

With a light snort, Zijin no longer paid attention to Wang Huanzhi, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Yes." Li Sheng made another move, "I discussed with Rong Gongzi for a moment below, and I had already thought of the topic. ”

"Tell me about it." This time, Wang Hanzhi didn't wait on the sidelines to see the joke.

"There were originally ten peacocks in this garden, but they were not very obedient, I wonder who can come up with a way to make them obedient?"

Li Sheng's tone is neither deep nor shallow, and he is plain and gentle, and he has a slight demeanor of tolerance, and he thinks it is also tolerant of his instructions.

It's not a common willow shooting competition, nor is it a poetic competition, but it is an unheard of way to compete, which is indeed not an elegant thing but a test of human wisdom.

Wang Huanzhi nodded, his eyes were bright, and he was clearly eager to try, "Sounds interesting, what does the county lord think?" Wang Huanzhi's gaze fell on Zijin, with a very interesting look, and his inquiring gaze seemed to be declaring war on Zijin.

I dare, and you dare or not.

Zijin glared at him back, with stubbornness in his eyes that was not to be outdone, comparing who was afraid of whom. "I think it's good and interesting, too."

The corners of her mouth twitched inadvertently, in fact, she was the most bottomless in her heart, but what she was unwilling to lose to Wang Huanzhi in her heart dominated her mouth.

"Okay, since the two nobles agree to compete, then we will agree, for a half-moon period, Li Sheng is here to wait for the two good news, no matter who wins, then Yayuan will give up."

Li Sheng is still very considerate. No, it should be said that Rong Li is considerate, because this is all Rong Li's one person's idea. There were five peacocks each, divided evenly and impartially, and sent back to the mansion of the two first.

Zijin kicked the stones on the road with his foot, and said in a complaining voice: "Why do you want to compete in this way." ”

For Zijin, who has not been pampered since she was a child, but she is worried, taming people is still said in the past, but she can't tame peacocks.

"Only in this way can the county lord win." The usual gentle tone sounded, and Rong Li walked to the left side of Zijin, walking unhappily and slowly.

"Are you sure you can win?" Zijin asked.

Rong Li nodded with a smile, "Although it is the first time I have met Wang Gongzi, I haven't said much, but Wang Gongzi is not an easy person to deal with, so of course I have to think about it." ”

He and Wang Huanzhi are only one-sided friends, or even just met once, how did he see that Wang Huanzhi is not simple.

Zijin stopped and looked at Rong Li, still smiling like a spring breeze.

"It's a feeling." The low and warm voice easily solved the doubts in Zijin's heart, and this is the unique charm of Rong Li, and there is no second one in this world.

"The county lord doesn't have to worry, after half a month, Rong Li will give the county lord a satisfactory answer."

"Hmm." Zijin smiled, "I'll wait." ”

When night falls, walking in the alleys, stepping on the bluestone path, a few dim and warm candles in the quiet alleys shine through the paper windows, accompanied by the moonlight, sprinkled on the bluestone.

The moonlight stretches the shadows little by little, engraved with loneliness, spring goes to summer, the tip of the nose smells the fragrance of the earth and grass, and the faint cry can already be heard in the ears.

The body was suddenly firmly hugged from behind, Zijin almost screamed, but seeing Rong Li standing there without moving, the smile on her face became warmer and warmer, and the curvature of her eyes was perfect, she was also relieved, so she knew the person who was hugging her now, Rong Li knew it.

Then her eyes were tightly covered by a pair of hands.

"Guess who I am."

Zijin was stunned for a moment, although this voice was deliberately pressed very low, but he could still distinguish that this was the voice of a young girl, and the owner of the voice, Zijin, was also very familiar.

would make this kind of joke with her, who else but Rosewood has not changed since she was a child.

The corners of Zijin's lips raised a pleasant arc, and he said a few names at random.

"Is it Tinglan?"

"No, guess again."

"Wonderful."

"That's not right."

"That's ......" deliberately pondered, Zijin said another name, "Xu Bo? ”

“.…..”

The person behind him turned his face away and snorted softly with his nose, obviously angry.

Zijin tried to hold back a smile, and his shoulders trembled violently because of the laughter. Rosewood found out that she had been deceived and hurriedly let go of her, "Hmph, I didn't expect Sister Hanlian to have so many people in her heart, and Rosewood can't even be ranked." ”

Zijin looked at Rosewood helplessly, she has grown a lot taller and become more beautiful, but her coquettish temperament has not changed, her cherry-like little mouth pouts hard, reminding Zijin that she is unhappy, but now that she has grown up, doing this action again will only give people the illusion of asking for a kiss.

Zijin raised his head slightly and saw Xie Shaoyi, who had not seen him for a long time, he was also more handsome than before, holding a small crystal jar in his hand, which contained many flying fireflies, and the faint green light flashed one after another.

Looking at each other, Zijin frowned slightly, and did not hide his dislike for Xie Shaoyi in his heart, in Zijin's heart, he was an extremely selfish person, his father was honest and upright, and Zijin saw more of the insidious ugliness of politicians in him.

He will never be as good as his father.

Xie Shaoyi's body trembled, and he hurriedly set aside to avoid looking at Zijin, but saw the young man beside Zijin.