"What is it good to make the girl so happy?"

She took two steps forward, looked at Chen Zinan and said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Zinan rushed in front of her excitedly, almost knocked her down, grabbed her arm, and shook it with a force strong enough to shake the dislocation.

"I just received a reply, and the Nine Emperor Princes asked me to wait in front of the Guanyin Temple tomorrow."

"Congratulations."

Qing Zhi said with a smile, and then broke Chen Zinan's fingers one by one.

Qingzhi really can't figure out, who does Chen Zinan like, Yeyuzhi? Or is it night Jinrong? Or like both, maybe neither.

I remember that not long ago, she received Ye Yuzhi's greeting post, and she was so excited that the whole person jumped up, and now Ye Jinrong's invitation is also excited.

No, Ye Jinrong didn't invite her, but she invited Ye Jinrong, and Ye Jinrong just made a response.

It seems that no matter who it is, it can make Chen Zinan excited for a round.

When she came back that day, she told Chen Zinan about Ye Jinrong's answer, and at that time she was already crazy with excitement, and every day she was in the room muttering why the Nine Emperor Princes had not replied to the exact time.

Now, she is looking forward to it.

"I'm going to prepare, how do I do that?"

Chen Zinan didn't notice anything wrong with his behavior at all, turned around and raised his head and shouted angrily at Cai Lan and Qianping: "Useless thing, what are you doing here, quickly take out all my clothes for me!" ”

The two didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out all the clothes from the two wardrobes and put them in front of Chen Zinan.

They, the masters, want to beat people when they are angry, and they want to beat people when they are happy.

"Qingzhi, which one do you think looks good?"

Chen Zinan swept around, and finally set his eyes on Qing Zhi.

"The one with white and red plums is good."

Qing Zhi looked at the white smoke veil and said, the third time I saw Ye Jinrong, he was wearing a dark shirt, and the white color matched her.

"But, wouldn't it be pretty?"

Chen Zinan picked up the white cigarette yarn and said, she likes fancy things, and this one is really too plain, so although it is beautifully made, she has not worn it many times. Coupled with the fact that her skin is naturally a little dull, this color accentuates her shortcomings even more.

"Buddhism is quiet, it's not good if it's too charming."

"Really?"

Hearing Qing Zhi say this, Chen Zinan looked at this cigarette yarn, it seemed to be a little more pleasing to the eye, she put it aside, and said to Cailan: "Hang it up for me, smooth out the fold, if something goes wrong, I will break your head." ”

The cowardly and timid Cailan has always been the target of her bullying.

Cai Lan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly picked it up and hung it on the horizontal shelf on the side and laid it out.

"So what kind of hair accessory am I going to make?"

Chen Zinan looked at Qing Zhi again, it seemed that Qing Zhi really took care of her as an idiot and didn't understand anything.

"The Guanyin Temple emphasizes piety and serenity, so keep it simple, if the Nine Emperor Princes see you so kind-hearted, maybe they will appreciate it very much."

In fact, Qingzhi just wanted to be lazy, it was impossible for Zhou's words not to affect her, Chen Zinan's trivial things, she really didn't have the heart.

I thought that Zhou was doing things quickly, but until the next day, she was already sitting in the carriage with Chen Zinan, and nothing happened.

Could it be that the Zhou family would let her go so easily, Qingzhi didn't think so.

has been in the Guozhang Mansion for almost ten years, she has never taken the initiative to offend anyone, she has been scolded and beaten, as long as it is not too excessive, she doesn't even have the heart to retaliate.

It's not that soft buns are easy to bully, but I don't think it's necessary.

Everyone in the Chen Mansion, she never paid attention to it.

For example, if you are bitten by an ignorant brute, do you still have to grab this brute and take a bite?

That's right, the people of the Chen Mansion are this kind of existence in her eyes.

It's the first time to do it with Zhou's obvious opposite.

The Guanyin Temple in the east of the city is a little far away, the carriage is swaying gently, Chen Zinan leans on her shoulder and falls asleep, although she also feels sleepy, but if she also falls asleep, Chen Zinan will definitely be angry.

So, she lifted the curtains on the carriage a little and looked at the view from the street.

Although it is not as luxurious and gorgeous as the Guozhang Mansion, the simple architecture and the smiles of passers-by make her feel never tired of looking at it.

The carriage went all the way, and she saw a big cloth village on the side of the street, with some special decoration, which was a style that Lingzhou had never seen, and there were four big characters in italics on the plaque: Nanfeng Cloth Line.

Even if you look through the entire Lingzhou, you can't find a larger-scale cloth than this.

She still wanted to take a few more looks, but the carriage had already moved forward, and Chen Zinan was comfortable on her shoulder, so she had to give up.

It's just a group of businessmen who migrated three months ago, and she is also the shopkeeper of Nangui Tea House, so she won't be unfamiliar with this kind of businessman's migration, but why do you only care about this family?

Did he rob the bookkeeper of her branch, or did Uncle Qin talk calmly, or did he have a southern character in the same name?

Whatever it was, she cared about it in her heart.

The Guanyin Temple is built on the mountain, and there is a winding road at the bottom of the mountain, which is planted with tall trees on both sides, and the eyes are full of verdant colors; The top of the temple of Guanyin Temple is vermilion, which can be seen from a distance, which is very eye-catching.

There are many good men and women who go to the Guanyin Temple every day, and the incense in the temple is prosperous, so it is not a lively scene.

Helping Chen Zinan get out of the carriage, Qingzhi looked up left and right, although the Guanyin Temple in the east of the city is very famous, she has never been to it once.

There is a huge banyan tree in front of the Guanyin Temple, there are many colorful treasure plates hanging on it, under the banyan tree is a shop that unsigns, on both sides there are vendors selling incense and candles, transporting windmills, wishing treasure plates, and all kinds of snacks, and the believers shuttle among them, and it is lively like a street market.

In addition to ordinary people, there is also no shortage of officials and nobles, wearing bright clothes, which is a scenery of its own.

Qing Zhi became interested and wanted to take a look, but before she took a step, she was grabbed by Chen Zinan's wrist.

"What about the Nine Emperors, where is he?"

The lively scene in front of her, Chen Zinan didn't pay attention to it at all, and hugging a beautiful man was her purpose.

"Maybe not yet."

She is not the roundworm in Ye Jinrong's stomach, who knows if he is here.

However, Chen Zinan was unhappy.

In the middle of August, the autumn tiger is still very powerful, and the incense is so prosperous, it seems even hotter.

"Otherwise, I'll look for it."

She fanned it with her hand, got back into the carriage, asked Qianping to help her fan the wind, and said to Qingzhi impatiently: "Go quickly, no one can find it, don't come back." ”

Qing Zhi didn't argue, turned around and walked towards the crowd, where would she really look for it, but just take a free time and stroll in front of the stall.

In the end, she's just a sixteen-year-old girl, and she's very playful.

She stopped in front of the transfer windmill for a while, picked up a windmill, put it to her mouth and blew it, reluctantly put it down, and then walked to the wormwood glutinous rice cake, bought a wormwood glutinous cake, ate it while walking, and was attracted by the noodle kneader on the side.

The dough kneader was a white-haired old man, and the dough of various colors turned into a dough man in his rough hands, as if by magic.