Chapter 59: The Poetry Society (6)
Xianglan paused, frowned slightly, if she was alone with Lin Jinlou, she was afraid that it would not be good, so she wanted to go back lightly, and suddenly saw Yindie following Chunling to this side. Chunling explained something and walked off another path.
Yindie buried her head and walked a few steps, looked up and saw Xianglan, she was stunned, her face was a little uncomfortable, she pursed her lips, and still made an arrogant appearance and walked over from Xianglan with her head held high, her eyes swept away, and she saw the figure of Lin Jinlou in Tao Ran Pavilion from the middle of the layers of branches.
Xianglan raised her eyebrows, and suddenly saw what Yindie meant, and immediately covered her stomach and said, "Ouch, ouch, my stomach suddenly hurts, I have to go to the toilet quickly." Bending over and holding his stomach, he ran away in a hurry.
Silver Butterfly glanced at Xianglan behind her back, and scolded softly: "Anxious foot ghost, hurry up to reincarnate!" Then he straightened his clothes and walked towards Lin Jinlou.
Xianglan ran out of a short distance, looked back, and saw that Yindie went to the pavilion, and hurriedly dodged behind a clump of bamboo, thinking: "Arsenic of A, honey of B." Silver butterflies love to climb up, and I will fulfill you. "Deliberately hid behind a rockery and hid.
Let's say that Lin Jinlou was waiting for Xianglan to come, and suddenly heard a voice behind him say: "Please Uncle Jin'an, when will Uncle go home, why don't you tell us?" This time in this pavilion, I haven't eaten or drunk, do I want tea or some food? Let the slaves and maids serve. β
As soon as he turned around, he saw a maid of fifteen or sixteen, with a melon seed face, a pair of big eyes and watery eyes, two points of talent, with grease and powder on her face, and a flattering smile. He had seen a lot of such girls in the house, so he was very unimpressed, and said, "You don't need to serve here, you can go." β
Yindie easily seized the opportunity, and couldn't let Lin Jinlou send her away with a word, so she stepped forward boldly and said, "Uncle just came back, how can you not let people serve you?" Shall I bring some tea? The small kitchen is boiling Tieguanyin, which tastes fragrant, and a few wives are full of praise when they eat it......"
Lin Jinlou glanced at Yindie, and knew what was going on when he saw the affectionate look in her eyes, he was waiting for Xianglan at the moment, and when he saw Yindie like this, he was a little impatient, and his face was slightly heavy.
The silver butterfly doesn't know the height of her eyebrows, seeing that Lin Jinlou didn't speak, she came up again, remembering that day, she wanted to help Lin Jinlou get dressed, but let Chunling see it, and was scolded, and she was so unwilling. At this time, he stared at Lin Jinlou's purse and said, "What's wrong with the purse on the uncle's body?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch it.
Who wanted to have his hand next to the edge of the purse, he heard a "snap", and he had already received a big ear scraper on his cheek, and he was stunned by the silver butterfly, and his body squatted on the ground.
Lin Jinlou had a cold face and said sharply: "Get out!" β
The silver butterfly didn't dare to cry when she cried, so she even ran out with a roll.
Lin Jinlou frowned, thinking, "What do you think of your master?" With such a posture, talents dare to send forward? But the heart is big. The maids in the house have not confiscated a few, thrushes, one to grow out, two to have some silk and bamboo musical instruments, three to catch up with the master want to disgust Zhao, this is just a breath to come in, there is no reason for anyone to pull into the house. "It turns out that this Lin Jinlou is romantic, most of them are outside the sky, and there are still some rules in the house. He is the best beauty, very picky, if the woman is born well, rush to him, even if it is a small child, he feels lovely and refreshing; If it is not stunning, even if there are some colors, if he can't look down on them, even if he is gentle and considerate to 120,000 points, he will feel tired and annoyed.
At this moment, Qinglan helped Chunling over again. It turned out that Chunling was separated from Yindie, and thought of a few things to tell Yindie, and when he turned back, he saw Yindie running up and down to talk to the uncle. She hurriedly returned to Huicuiju and whispered to SΓΉ Qinglan, and the master and servant rushed over.
Qinglan hadn't seen Lin Jinlou for many days, so she naturally missed it tightly, walked two steps quickly, and panicked Chunling shouted: "Auntie, slow down, slow down......"
Qinglan said with tears in her eyes: "Why didn't you say anything when you came back?" Uncle himself sits here by himself, and he is also served, how can he do it without hot tea and hot water? β
Lin Jinlou smiled slightly: "I just came back, sitting alone and relaxing." Suddenly remembered what Mother Wu had just said, and quietly teased the thrush, and said, "Listen to Mother Wu, you have a big face." β
Qinglan lowered her head shyly and said, "Look at what the master said, what kind of big face and big face." I'm young and tender, I haven't experienced anything, I'm stupid, and I'm also a heartless person, thanks to Wu's mother's advice. β
Lin Jinlou let out a faint "um".
Qinglan was busy, and what she wanted most was Lin Jinlou's other treatment, but when she saw Lin Jinlou being so careless, she secretly thought that she was too modest, so she said again: "Although I am not talented, this poetry club is also a little good." The wife, the second wife, and several other good wives all praised the good work, but I knew in my heart that whatever was done well was just the mercy of the wives and coaxed me by saying a few good words. β
After a pause when she said this, she wanted to hook Lin Jinlou to praise her, but she didn't expect Lin Jinlou to even raise her eyebrows, and still whistled to tease the thrush.
Qinglan was a little sneering: "With such a poetry club, it is difficult to satisfy the upper and lower levels. The masters who came out of the mansion, which one is good to get along with. I'm also pinching the sweat...... Sister Thrush asked me to write a poem, how can I have this talent? However, everyone pushed me to do it, so I reluctantly made a ...... Alas, it's ridiculous not to say it. β
Who knew that Lin Jinlou had some reaction when he heard this, turned his head to look at Qinglan, and said, "You also made a poem?" Let's hear it. β
Qinglan hurriedly smiled: "If you don't do well, I don't have the face to say it myself." β
Lin Jinlou said: "Okay, as long as you write it yourself, I love to listen to it." Although he was smiling, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, staring at Qinglan's face.
Qing Lan trembled in her heart, only to feel that her careful thoughts had nowhere to hide in front of Lin Jinlou, she had seen this master's temper, when she was gentle, sweet words could melt your heart, but as long as that face sank, there was thunderous anger. She almost said, "I didn't make that poem", stabilized her mind, and reluctantly said: "Since the uncle loves to listen, I will be ugly." After hesitating again and again, he whispered: "Whose magnolia is left in the spring breeze." Alone in a vein of incense, chaotic dreams. β
Lin Jinlou looked at Qinglan: "Did you really write it?" β
Qing Lan smiled reluctantly and nodded.
Lin Jinlou only said three words: "Very good." β
Qing Lan showed a relieved expression, let out a long breath, and suddenly raised her eyebrows.
Lin Jinlou closed his eyes, slightly disappointed. He glanced at Qinglan, one because she was a good concubine who was married in by the Qin family himself; Second, although she is not smart, she is gentle and petty, and she is honest and benevolent, and she is at ease when she is with her. Who would have thought that although this girl is not bad, she has some unsightly careful thinking and calculation, which is narrow-minded in the end.
The two appearances of Yindie and Qinglan made Lin Jinlou completely out of mood, and he no longer waited for Xianglan, and said: "I'm a little tired, go back and rest, you should be busy with your go." He left without looking back.
Chunling's face was a little worried: "Auntie, I'm looking at my uncle...... I don't look like I'm happy......"
Qing Lan was surprised: "Is there one? Didn't the uncle praise me for doing a good job in poetry? After thinking about it again, he patted Chunling's arm, "Uncle must be worried about business, we don't have to think too much." β
Chunling wanted to speak and stopped, but when she saw Qinglan's determined look, she suppressed the doubts in her heart.
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Sorry for the poor physical condition in the past two days, there is no update, and there will be two changes today
This chapter transitions, the next chapter is the main event, and the drama everyone is looking forward to should be the next chapter......
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