106 Glimpse
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Yan Xiuwen's gaze swept lightly, his gaze paused slightly when he touched Jiang Yirou's face, and then looked at Su Bai, his brows furrowed. He walked up to Su Bai in a few steps, stretched out his hand to point at Jiang Yirou, and said unceremoniously: "Ziyun, who are you this little girl?" β
Jiang Yirou lowered her head and said in her heart: What are you doing?
Su Bai's face was calm, without the slightest annoyance: "The people in the family brought help." β
Yan Xiuwen shook his head, a little disapproving: "Although it is a subordinate, in the end it is also a woman, Gaolin is not a place where women should come, it is not appropriate for you to do this." β
Someone next to him looked towards Su Bai, and when he saw Jiang Yirou standing behind Su Bai, he had different expressions and pointed and pointed.
"Isn't that Su Ziyun?"
"Sure enough, it's a child's style, and he actually carries a maid with him, and he doesn't look at what kind of place this is."
"That's it, being so blatant and not knowing how to avoid suspicion really corrupts Gao Lin's style of study......"
The low voice of discussion fell into his ears, Su Bai's face did not change, and only said: "Today I made an appointment with Mr. Feng Ying to pick up the book, and I want someone to help classify it, although she is a woman, her literacy skills are stronger than the average subordinate in my house, so I brought it over, I have already informed Mr. about this matter, don't worry." β
Jiang Yirou was a little surprised when she heard this, she never knew that Su Bai was such a good-tempered person. Yan Xiuwen questioned in public, and there was a lot of criticism between his words, but Su Bai couldn't bear it, and even explained with kind words.
Yan Xiuwen listened to Su Bai's explanation, and his expression eased. nodded and said: "I see, I am the heart of a villain to live the belly of a gentleman." β
"It's okay, those who are clear will clean themselves." As he spoke, he glanced at the people who had been talking before, and turned away.
The faces of those people changed slightly. They looked at each other and looked at each other.
The people brought the maids, and they also informed Mr. Feng Ying, but they were themselves, and they had a dirty mind. Exposed to the sun.
Jiang Yirou turned around with Su Bai, turned her head and couldn't help but glance at the bachelor's plaque, and finally saw the big characters on the plaque - gentleman Shendu.
These four words are nothing, what makes people care is the handwriting.
Wild and uninhibited, like a flying dragon swimming in the clouds, it is exactly the same as the handwriting on the plaque on the door of Jifu!
Could it be that the words on the original manuscript of this bachelor's plaque and the words on the Jijiamen plaque are from the same person?
She turned her head in disbelief and followed Su Bai's footsteps.
Su Bai led her to the door of an attic, stopped and said, "You wait here, I'll go in first." β
"Yes." Jiang Yirou lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes in response. A respectful and obedient appearance.
Su Bai snorted coldly and said secretly: I really know how to pretend.
Seeing him turn around and enter the building, Jiang Yirou breathed a sigh of relief and sat down directly against the pillar outside the door. She pulled over a drooping branch, removed a few branches and leaves, and thought of the words on the white jade bachelor's plaque she had seen earlier, and her heart poundedβwhat kind of powerful person could be writing this? What does it have to do with the Ji family?
"What people!" A sharp shout suddenly sounded behind him, startling Jiang Yirou's hands to let go.
The long branch suddenly broke out of its hand, flicked out, and struck the dark green robe of the visitor with a snap. A long wet mark appeared on the robe.
Jiang Yirou was about to get up and curtsied, and when she turned around and bowed her head to this scene, she was stunned in place.
"Bold! What a crime to offend His Royal Highness King Qi! One of them said angrily.
Jiang Yirou felt that this person's voice was a little familiar. I couldn't remember who it was for a while, but when I heard this, my heart was cold, and I hurriedly knelt on the ground.
She lowered her head and saw a pair of black boots embroidered with auspicious clouds and a corner of dark green, and her heart was even cooler.
"I didn't expect to see a woman at Gaolin Academy. It's really strange," Zhao Lin pursed his lips and smiled, full of interest, "Raise your head and let this king see what you look like." β
Jiang Yirou hung her head stiffly: "The slave maid has no salt, I am afraid that it will pollute the eyes of His Highness." β
"Bold, Your Highness tells you to look up, you will look up, and you dare to be disobedient?" Chang Ruo said coldly.
Jiang Yirou tugged at her skirt and still didn't move.
Zhaolin's eyes narrowed, and the interest in his eyes became stronger: "Salt-free posture? This is more and more interesting, the beauty of this king has seen a lot, Yanhuan is fat and thin, each has its own merits, this life is ugly, this king has really never seen it, this king forgives you the death penalty, you raise your head, let this king take a look and then say. β
Sick! Jiang Yirou couldn't help but slander.
Seeing that she was still hanging her head and not moving, Zhaolin's face was a little unpleasant. It's really impatient for a maid to turn a deaf ear to his words.
But this feeling is somewhat familiar.
He couldn't help but think of the woman he met unexpectedly in front of the city gate last time, and pursed his lips slightly, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated: "What, are you afraid that this king will not be able to break his word?" β
Jiang Yirou hurriedly said: "The slave maid doesn't dare, His Royal Highness is the dragon among people, and he is a leader, how can he bother to break his word for an insignificant slave and maid?" β
"It's a very ordinary shot," Zhao Lin smiled, but a hint of danger flashed in his eyes, "This king said one last time, and raised his head-"
Jiang Yirou felt an invisible sense of oppression enveloping her head, overwhelming her.
"Second Highness, why are you here?"
At the time of the stalemate, two people slowly came out of the building one after the other. In the former, the beard and hair are all white, the eyes are gray, the Confucian clothes are white, and the clothes are flying. The person who is behind, Qingjun and upright, is Su Bai who went in before.
Su Bai caught a glimpse of Jiang Yirou kneeling on the ground, his expression changed, he lowered his eyes to hide the different color on his face, and bowed respectfully to Zhaolin.
A hint of surprise also flashed in Zhaolin's eyes: "Why did Mr. Feng Ying come to Sanjiang Pavilion today?" This king heard that you are in retreat to study the Zixu Sutra, and you have not come to visit you for any other time. β
What kind of character is this Mr. Feng Ying, who even wants to call him "you" when he is a pervert? Jiang Yirou secretly wondered.
Mr. Feng Ying waved his hand: "I can't talk about research, I just read it intently, but I don't know, what is the matter with Your Highness here?" As he spoke, his gaze fell on the maidservant who was kneeling on the ground.
Zhaolin's eyes flashed and he smiled: "This king happened to pass by and saw a maid here, walking sneakily, so he stepped forward to take a look." β
Female snitch? Jiang Yirou stared at his black boots, eager to fly a silver needle to pierce his toes.
Mr. Feng Ying stroked his beard and smiled faintly: "I see, Your Highness misunderstood, this girl is what my disciple Ziwen brought to help divide the book today, and she is not a first-class female snitch." β
"Oh, that's right, it seems that this king is too careful, you get up-"
Jiang Yirou got up in response to this, but she still hung her head and silently retreated behind Su Bai.
Zhao Lin glanced at her, and was about to look away, when he suddenly saw a white hairpin between the green silk, and his eyes were stunned. He looked at it closely, and saw the faint carvings on the hairpin head clearly, and immediately his eyes darkened and his face changed.
[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )