Chapter 143: Hypocrite

"Hehe, look at my mouth, I want to come to Master Shu on this matter... Already knew? Shao Jiajia smiled proudly, and did not forget to test it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Shu Qinglan, your Ji clan is going to stink on the street this time!

Qinglan's face did not change, but her smiling eyes were frosty, "Mrs. Shao, be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth~"

Shao Jiajia thought that Qinglan's heart was empty, and she was even more proud in her heart, "If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it, Master Shu, are you right?" After speaking, he squinted defiantly at Qinglan.

Qinglan looked at Shao Jiajia like a hen who was busy showing off everywhere after laying eggs, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Shao, Shu misses you a few months ago. ”

Shao Jiajia looked vigilant when he heard this, "What do you mean?" ”

"Miss Shao a few months ago, at least she still has courage and fearless spirit. But now, I can only live by making up stories and telling nonsense," Qinglan shook her head with a look of regret, "It's a pity that you are at such a good age." ”

In the future, I can only be trapped in the back house and gradually wither.

Qinglan's words directly hit Shao Jiajia's weakness, who wants to be a forbidden body without dignity for people's enjoyment! Who wants to serve an old, ugly, and funless pervert every day!! Who wants to please two difficult old women all day long!!

What's more, there are a lot of warblers and swallows around them, pinching their mouths every day, and there is no moment of peace!

Shao Jiajia regretted it, when she was in Yan Mansion, she didn't feel that compared with Shu Qinglan at this time, she was completely stepped into the dust!

Why?!

Why can a village girl fly on the branches and become a phoenix, but the young lady who came out of her scholarly family has to live such an inhuman life!

"Hmph, whether it's a story or not, Master Shu will know as soon as he asks."

Yo~ Don't forget to sow discord, sure enough, the backyard of a high-ranking family is not something ordinary people can stay in, Shao Jiajia has grown.

"Mrs. Shao came here today, wouldn't she just come to tell me about these 'nonsense'?"

"Hmph, whether Master Shu believes it or not, Jiajia is just here to kindly mention Lord Shu."

"Oh~" Don't bury the word "kind", "Mrs. Shao, to be precise, it's Lord Yan, how do you want Qinglan to react?" ”

Shao Jiajia was full of anger that couldn't be hidden, what should he do? You should get down on your knees and beg me! Please don't tell Ji Zhaoya's ugly things, beg me to let Guo Xiaoqing go, beg me!!

"Our master said that Master Shu is a smart person."

"Haha," Qinglan said unhurriedly, "Lord Yan has won the prize." ”

The water does not leak, which makes Shao Jiajia more and more impatient, "I didn't expect Master Shu to be so wolf-hearted, and he didn't even care about the master after climbing the high branches!" ”

"If I'm not mistaken, how are we... It has nothing to do with Mrs. Shao, right? Mrs. Shao is inevitably too 'enthusiastic'. ”

Dared? Is it good for sister to play leftovers?

Shao Jiajia choked, "It's just that I don't look down on some people crossing the river and demolishing bridges." ”

When she said this, Shao Jiajia's eyes wandered, and she didn't dare to look directly at Qinglan. Addiction without strength can often only be exchanged for self-inflicted humiliation.

Qinglan looked at Shao Jiajia's eyes again, and she couldn't just describe it as "cold as frost". "Sometimes a real villain is much better than a hypocrite."

Now that Yan Shifan's reputation has been greatly damaged, the original "elegant" character has completely collapsed, and now everyone is laughing at him for being a sanctimonious hypocrite.

Although Shao Jiajia was angry in her heart, she didn't dare to slander Qinglan anymore, she was afraid that she would not be able to get out of the gate of the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion today.

Qinglan didn't want to entangle with her any more, and picked up her teacup.

Shao Jiajia's face was embarrassed, but he had to swallow his anger.

Qinglan shook the jasmine in the cup, and said in her heart: Yan Shifan, you have this ability?

******

Shao Jiajia didn't know how much ability Yan Shifan had, but his father Yan Song knew.

The son was belittled by the emperor and excluded by his colleagues, didn't Yan Song hate it in his heart?

And his son's mountain of gold, silver and jewelry, can he keep it with peace of mind?

Don't be kidding, even if he can be "polite" with peace of mind, whether he can keep it or not, and how long he can keep it is still a question.

The "Secret Bureau" under the emperor is not a dry meal, especially the kid of the Lin family...

If Yan Song is "not twice", the Yan family doesn't know how many times he has died.

It's just that he hasn't found the "magic weapon" to defeat the enemy with one hit, how can Yan Song be willing to shoot easily.

Right now, he needs an opportunity, just a small 'crack' to turn things around, and he's waiting.

But Yan Shifan couldn't wait, as a second-generation official who had been prosperous all the way, had come to the present and was very "outstanding", he had never been humiliated like this since he could remember, and those eyes that looked at him were no longer admiration or envy, but contempt.

Contempt!

Yan Shifan couldn't stand it, and he also whipped a little guy this morning, just because when that guy looked at him, his eyes showed "disrespect".

And sent Shao Jiajia to the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion precisely because Yan Shifan received a letter from Xu Chunrong the day before yesterday, which mentioned some things that happened when Ji Zhaoya was studying in Jiangnan when she was a teenager.

One of them made Yan Shifan very interested. Ji Zhaoya, aren't you pretending to be a fairy, then I'll let you taste the taste of ruined!

Shu Qinglan, don't you look down on me Yan Shifan, then I'll let you see what it means to be really pickled and dirty!

The entire Dongshan Ji clan will accompany Ji Zhaoya to be 'dirty'... Hmph, Shu Qinglan, I see how you still have the face to be this princess!

******

Walking outside the second gate, Shao Jiajia faced Zhu Yuanjin's carriage, yes, the Lin family's carriage could be driven directly to the second gate.

"Ahem!" Shao Jiajia deliberately raised her voice, but who was Zhu Yuanjin, she didn't even bother to reward her, and walked straight to Yongcheng Courtyard.

Shao Jiajia, who was treated as air, turned white with anger.

It's just a martial artist's mother-in-law, what a drag!

"Mrs. Shao, please." Yichan didn't give her a good face, if it weren't for Miss's identity at this time, she would have grabbed Shao Jiajia's hair and scolded, no, beaten.

"What is she doing here?"

Yuan Jin was very happy to come to Qinglan, took Lin Erzi, and took the mother and son to the perfume pavilion.

"Yan Shifan can't sit still." Lin Xiaoer is white and fragrant, so soft~

The maids were neat with their hands and feet, and when Qinglan and her party entered the flower hall, the melon and fruit tea had already been arranged.

"Miss, Mama Guan said, I'll take a day off today, so that Miss doesn't have to go to her." Jingwen was articulate, and quickly stepped aside after saluting, and Zhu Yuanjin glanced at her sideways.

"Drink tea, taste my new (flower tea), clear the heat and remove the fire." 100 years old, what are you going to do? Qinglan teased Lin Xiaoer while not forgetting to greet Zhu Yuanjin.

"It's the same as the boss." Yuan Jin had a cup of flower tea, and then she felt less dizzy, why did she suddenly get hot this day, just entered May.

Qinglan knew that the Lin family didn't plan to hold a big event, and the boss's 100-day banquet only invited acquaintances to be lively.

"Where's the boss?" Pi Tao, the boss of Yuan Jin's family, is not honest for a moment; The second child is quiet like a little girl.

"My father-in-law is watching."

(⊙o⊙) Huh?

It's hard to imagine the picture of Lin Guogong looking at the child...

Yuan Jin put down the cup and picked up the small bamboo basket containing cherries, "Shen Zhai (Lin Yinfei) and his brothers were all brought up by my father-in-law. Isn't there a saying that says: If the son does not teach, the father is guilty. ”

Hehe.

Yuan Jin spit out a handful of cherry pits, "First ten, don't forget." ”

This is the day when the Lin family invited them to participate in Lin Xiao's 200-day banquet, "I can't forget it," and then continued to tease Lin Xiaoer, no matter how much this child teases, he doesn't cry, and it's rare to be strange.

"What does Yan Shifan want?"

Qinglan glanced at Mama Shen, and in an instant, only herself and Yuan Jin's mother and son were left in the flower hall.

"Revenge in a different way."

"Hmph, the emperor hasn't given the Yan family a good face recently." Putting down the cherry basket, Yuan Jin fell comfortably on the sofa.

This flower hall is specially used by Qinglan to entertain her best friends, and so far she has only entertained Qu Wanying and Zhu Yuanjin.

"So~" Qinglan followed Yuan Jin's example and put her legs and feet on the coffee table.

"By the way, do you remember asking me to help you find that... Lanling smiles? ”

Qinglan sat up suddenly, "Why, I found it?! ”

Yuan Jin glanced at her with disgust, excited, "No." ”

Qinglan collapsed back in an instant, "I thought you found it." ”

"I've collected everything I can find for you." Yuan Jin said and grabbed a small bag, and the top layer was Lin Xiaoer's toys and clothes.

Qinglan took a thick stack of books and looked at it, what "Flower Camp Brocade", "Mandarin Duck Secret Spectrum", "Merry Flow", "Jiangnan Summer", "Prosperous Brocade"...

The paper is not bad, at first glance it is a hardcover version, but purely from the educational point of view, it is not very ornamental.

"It's not as good as "Golden Vase Plum"." It's impossible not to be disappointed, and the male protagonist here is too... It's a disappointment.

Zhu Yuanjin glanced at Qinglan, "That's all." "Love or not!

Qinglan ignored her and continued to flip through the album.

"Tut-tut... Have you tried these postures with Lin Shizi? ”

Yuan Jin's face suddenly turned red, "I'm not ashamed!" "You're not married yet!

"What's this," Qinglan glanced at her nonchalantly, "Mama also told me about the six ways of giving birth." ”

Yuan Jin buttoned the page of the book, "Keep this for you to read slowly in the future, tell me why the concubine of the Yan family came to you?" ”

Up to now, the concubines of the Yan family are more despised than any other family's concubines.

"She said that my junior brother sold the official mantle..."

"Ho~ Your junior brother is out of breath."

"I don't believe it, you go back and help me ask Lin Shizi."

"Anything else?"

Qinglan shook her head, she didn't believe in Master's matter and didn't want to mention it to anyone in her selfish heart.

"Okay, I'll ask for you." Yuan Jin happily ate the peach.

******

After Zhu Yuanjin left, Qinglan sent someone to tell Mingyu that she would bring her master to dinner after school.

Mr. Ji often comes to the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion for dinner, not to mention during the New Year's Festival, if it weren't for the old rules between Wen (ministers) and military (generals), the Yi Lao Marquis would have invited Mr. Ji to live in the house.

For dinner, I ate Pan Erniang's secret fried noodles.

Different from the fried sauce in the capital, the sweet noodle sauce in Laowei County is thin and reddish-brown, and the sweetness depends entirely on the wheat gan stuffed with the sauce.

The last fragrant spring sprouts and new garlic have been marinated, the slightly thin noodles are soaked in cold water after coming out of the pot, poured with fried sauce meat, and then some thin cucumber shreds and vinegar and garlic sauce, the fragrant sauce slowly penetrates into the noodles, and the taste is simply beautiful~~~

"Anyway, what's wrong?" Ji Daru leaned back in his chair leisurely, holding a cup of green tea but didn't see him drink it for a long time - he ate too many noodles just now.

After the meal, Qinglan invited her master to "taste the painting", which was the only one of the previous dynasties, one of Qinglan's dowries.

At this time, there were only two masters and apprentices in the study, and Mama Shen was guarding outside.

All afternoon, Qinglan was thinking about how to open this mouth with the master, not to say that it would definitely not work, Yan Shifan showed his cards, even if he didn't fight back immediately, he had to take precautions.

But... How to say this, after all, the master is an elder, and Qinglan is afraid that there will be a gap between the master and the apprentice because of this matter.

"Shao Jiajia came to look for students this morning."

"Hmm, what's the matter?" Ji Daru stood up, it was too supportive, and he was ready to "wander around" on the ground.

She said... The younger brother sells official mantles in the Northeast. "Forget it, let's talk about it first.

"Well, he thought." Ji Daru didn't care, and continued to wander around the table and chairs. ”

"It's not groundless." Master, take a break, I'm dizzy.

Ji Daru waved his hand, "It's okay." "It's not a big deal.

Qinglan bit her lower lip, unable to say anything about the inquiry.

"What's the matter, Yan Shifan is talking about me?" has been in the north for a long time, and Ji Daru's pronunciation has become more and more authentic.

"Master," Qinglan looked at the orange-gold sunset through the glass window, and said softly, "Do you have a favorite woman?" ”

I see.

Ji Daru's face finally had a hint of fireworks in the world, "Yan Shifan is really 'painstaking.' ’”

Qinglan blinked, her hands on her cheeks and waited to listen to the "gossip".

Ji Daru is worthy of being a great Confucian, and he can explain things clearly in just a few words, and as for those who don't understand, Qinglan is also used to making up for it by herself.

Ji Zhaoya was born in the Ji family of Dongshan and is a famous local family.

He could compose poetry at the age of three, chant at the age of five, and follow his father around at the age of seven.

Later, Ji Zhaoya, who was only twelve years old, was invited to study at Yuelu Academy.

Tea tasting, moon appreciation, poetry appreciation, piano caressing...

Under Zhu Shanchang's "indulgence", Ji Zhaoya is developing more and more in the direction of "immortals".

And Zhu Shanchang's third wife, Bai, had a thought about the young man who often appeared in front of him.

One day, Zhu Shanchang asked Ji Zhaoya for tea, but it was the Bai family who went to the appointment.

The temptation (Qinglan guessed) failed, Ji Zhaoya "fled in a hurry", and never stepped into Hunan half a step since.