What a pity to smile unusually brightly.

Lao Wang wiped his sweat behind his back, and said in his heart that the young master was getting more and more naïve, but... Just be happy, he grinned and laughed along.

"Young Master, when are you going home?"

He regretted that his whole body stiffened, and his face changed uncertainly.

"Young master, aren't you determined not to go home?" Lao Wang anxiously persuaded with a bitter gourd face, "It's a matter here, you better go back quickly, the old slave begs you." ”

It's a pity that his face changed and changed, and he finally settled down and said slowly, "Uncle Wang, according to your temperament, you have already sent a letter to the old man about my affairs here, haven't you?" ”

Lao Wang hung his head and was silent, as if he acquiesced.

"Well, after the poetry meeting, I will go home, you don't have to be embarrassed." He regretted standing by the river, his tone was firm, with a somewhat convincing taste, which was very different from the usual cute and cheap obscene appearance.

When Lao Wang heard this, he was moved to tears.

The old He family is wealthy, the business done in the Song Kingdom is in full swing, its momentum is comparable to the imperial businessman, the old man Wang is loyal to the He family, stationed in the Song Kingdom for nearly decades, and has hosted the poetry meeting for five years, which is tired of him clearly, at this moment, he said, "Young master, this poetry meeting can not be messed around." ”

When he said this, he didn't shy away from Zhao District, so frank, it must not be a warning to a person who pity, Zhao District's heart smiled lightly at this old fox's thoughts, and he didn't break it.

Anyway, she just came to make soy sauce and see what the level of the poetry club that the people of Bianliang love so much.

"What are you talking about, young master, am I such a person who doesn't know what to do?" What a pity Zhengse said.

Lao Wang heard this. didn't pick up, a pair of eyes continued to stare at this unconscious second young master, he watched what a pity he grew up. To put it mildly, what a pout he knows what shit to pull as soon as he pouts his ass... Don't look at the awe-inspiring oath of righteousness that is said now, you can leave it behind as soon as you turn your head, and you can come as you want, it stands to reason that he should follow the young master's wishes, but this year there are some changes. You can't fool around.

He regretted being irritated by this old man's staring, so he simply said, "Okay." I'll spend the night on deck tonight, and I'll never step into the ship! ”

Lao Wang was sincerely frightened, and waved his hand again and again, "No, no, no." Young Master, your body is precious. You can't get cold, if we don't go ashore, the old slave will take you back to the villa to rest. ”

"Hehe" What a pity not to smile, learning Zhao District's usual tune, "Speaking of which, I still don't worry about me, I still have to be here today!" ”

Old man Wang can be regarded as lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, seeing that this master is rebellious. It's not easy to force it anymore. I could only retreat and tell the people outside the venue to serve well.

Thanks to this guy. The three of them went to the third-floor compartment to get the best view of the poetry scene.

……

The ship is divided into three tiers, which looks quite imposing from the outside.

No wonder as the owner of this ship, what a pity for the local tyrants.

There are only 100 people downstairs, but they are not ordinary people in terms of dress or bearing, it seems that the poetry meeting is just a beginning, and this party can also be called an upper-class family exchange meeting.

The people who came and went were smiling and smiling, and Zhao was lying on the window and watching it extremely boring, and when he was thinking about leaving, a Qingyue piano sound sounded from the audience.

Everyone's eyes shifted, and the highlight of the poetry meeting came.

The sound of the piano is melodious, like a clear spring, gurgling and flowing, like a deep valley and orchid, quietly flowing, flowing through the wrinkles of life, flowing through the ups and downs of the years, flowing through the red world, quietly dripping... Tranquility at its best.

Everyone listened to the crumbling, eager to sleep peacefully, the next moment, the sound of the piano became excited, like a jade bead on the plate, smart jumping, a strong sense of knots to tighten everyone's heartstrings, suddenly, the sound of the piano abruptly stopped... The heart tightened, and after a brief pause for a few seconds, the whole cabin resounded with enthusiastic applause.

The sand blew, a fragrant wind wafted by, and a delicate girl walked out of the attic, the corners of her mouth raised, and she smiled brightly.

"Miss Henglan!" Someone shouted, full of admiration.

There are mostly young sons below.,It seems that this is not only an exchange meeting.,It's also a blind date in disguise.。

Zhao smiled knowingly, looking at the beautiful girl opposite with an inexplicable smile.

Song Guo pays attention to the words of the matchmaker of his parents, and girls who have not come out of the cabinet rarely have the opportunity to show up and choose a husband, but this Miss Henglan is different, the descendants of the Yansheng family, the identity is comparable to that of a royal princess, and she has seen all the heroes of Bianliang at a party, and if she falls in love with it, it is a matter of a lifetime.

It's a maverick girl.

He regretted eating grapes on the side, shaking his head and shaking his head, "Heng Lanyue has always been coquettish, but this appearance is quite elegant, and I don't know which one was unlucky to be taken by her." ”

Zhao glanced at him and kicked him, "Eat you, where did you say so much!" ”

"Kick me in! Don't you bet that she didn't play the piano when she first came! He regretted that he seemed to know Henglan Yue, and he was a little inexplicably hostile to this girl.

"Boring." She rolled her eyes and continued to look at the situation below.

However, after such a while, Junjie below also began to report his name frankly, in order to get a beautiful woman.

"Miss Henglan, I'm the Jiang family, Jiang Yunke, I'm here to ....... this time"

Before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded next to him, "I'm Second Young Master Jiang, Jiang Yun is awake!" This time, just to see the girl's face! ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yunke next to him turned his head and smiled gloomily, "Second brother, how did you come in?" ”

Jiang Yunxing is not easy to get along with, I saw him smile gently, and arched his hand, "The younger brother is not talented, and he just has the top spot in the chess competition, so I have the opportunity to see Miss Henglan's demeanor." ”

The conversation between the two of them was not loud or small, just enough for some people to hear, including Heng Lanyue, who was standing above.

"It turned out to be a chess ghost and a genius Yun Xing Gongzi." Henglan Yue's voice sounded a little hoarse, but it didn't affect her charm in the slightest, because behind her stood the Henglan family.

Jiang Yunxing was flattered, and even the voice should be.

Zhao pouted. The heart said that this person changed his face too quickly, and he was not a good person.

He also leaned over and pointed at Junjie below.

"I don't see that one over there. Oily head and flour noodles don t look good he looks good he is the biggest in bianliang he is a frequent visitor over there the one who is wearing black clothes has a plate face and looks at yan sù. has a leg with his sister-in-law, and the one on the far left pretends to be cold. Looks normal, right? Let me tell you, there are no less than ten bodies of prostitutes who have been brought out of his room......."

What a pity to say that the spit flew everywhere, and the bottom of these people underground was clearly felt.

Zhao couldn't help but shudder.

"You know so much, aren't you afraid to kill your mouth?"

What a pity for this laughing. Arrogant. "Just them?"

"Aren't these the heroes of Song Guo Bianliang? What is your attitude? Zhao crossed his legs and paid half of his attention to the guy next to him who pretended to be a wolf with a big tail.

"Ahh

Zhao didn't speak, she knew who this guy was talking about.

"Many years ago, Henglan Bing went to my backyard once, and I didn't know it at that time, but the more I think about it these days, the more familiar I become." He regretted that he suddenly changed the topic, "You can enter my backyard." Those are the heroes of the world! ”

Zhao smiled and didn't talk.

………….

Jiang Yun woke up. What do you mean? Do you dare to think about Miss Yue'er? Jiang Yunke pulled Jiang Yunxing to the corner, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

"It's all here, what can you do?" Jiang Yunxing was not afraid at all, and he leaned forward and said, "It's just that I can be reincarnated, what's so good that the Jiang family has you is a waste!" ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, sparks flying, and the hatred in them could be seen as long as they were not blind.

Zhao watched the rise of the window on the third floor, the corners of his mouth provoked a smile, ready to watch the two brothers tear up in public, but it backfired, no matter how wrong the two of them were, they finally suppressed the anger in their hearts, and left one after another after a few cruel words.

"Hey, what are those two people worried about?" She pointed to the two young masters of the Jiang family.

What a pity that a gossip heart never stops, seeing that she is interested, she does not whet people's appetite, and directly said, "Brothers close the wall, the same clan is tilted, no one can get used to anyone, it's as simple as that." ”

When Zhao saw what he said simply, he remembered that this local tyrant seemed to have an elder brother.

"The same is true of your relationship with your brother?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

He regretted that he seemed to remember something, and sneered, "I'm very good with her!" ”

These words had another meaning in Zhao District's ears, but it was not good to say much, so he had to divert his gaze and look at today's protagonist.

"Today, all the people who came were young Junjie, I won't say much about the specific matters, there are three test questions here, the winner, go to Henglan's house, my father will receive one or two." Henglan Yueguo said with a pity, his temperament was simple and rude, and when he saw that the people below had finished reporting their names, he was too lazy to speak, so he directly handed over the test questions to the maid next to him, and then went back to the room.

No one pays attention to her movements, just like the purpose of everyone's coming this time is just to climb the Henglan family through the Henglan Moon, just eat eggs, no matter how ugly the hen is, it doesn't matter.

The three test questions met the hot eyes of everyone and finally came on the field.

The maid spread out the first piece of paper, and on it were written these two large characters: calligraphy

These two words are indeed rare good words, the pen walks the dragon and snake, majestic atmosphere, and some people in the audience were shocked and shouted, "Renzong personally wrote!" ”

Who is Injong?

The twelfth emperor of the Song Kingdom, Song Renzong.

He loved calligraphy, and later generations of calligraphers used this penmanship as a model.

Maybe this emperor is not the first, but calligraphy is definitely worthy of the first person in the imperial family.

In this simple blind date, a pretty girl who looks simple casually took out such a pair of words, which is really not simple.

Zhao District also felt the deep heritage of the Henglan family.

This first question began to stump the people below, calligraphy is not difficult, the difficult thing is that the test questions from the Henglan family are too disgusting, put Renzong's words there, no matter how well they write, as long as the person who examines the question looks at him unpleasantly, he will kick back with a sentence that is not Erer's words, and he can't turn his face after being kicked back, and he can't turn his face after he turns his face, but he doesn't make trouble with the person who examined the question, but he is shouting with the deceased Renzong, what does it mean, my words are not Erer? So what are your words? Can you say that, no!

A group of people looked at each other, wanting to challenge Renzong's calligraphy, but they didn't dare to do it, and after a cup of tea, a maid walked out of the Henglan Moon Room.

"My young lady said that if you can't write within a quarter of an hour, you don't need to participate in the second show."

When the words fell, there was a sound from the second-floor compartment, "I wrote it." ”

Everyone looked at the prince in the attic, and couldn't help but itch their teeth with hatred.

Isn't this Bianliang Xiaobawang, Liu Yuan!?

This guy has also mixed in!

However, it is not the time to care about these, no matter what everyone says, Xiaobawang is still the first person to hand in the exam papers.

The maid took the piece of paper and couldn't help but smile.

"Ouch, what he wrote, it's not as good as Young Master Ben's handwriting!" What a pity, his eyes were sharp, and when he looked down, he could just see the words in the maid's hand, and he was extremely sad and angry for a while.

Zhao District glanced at the words in the maid's hand with great interest, and said, "Although the words are ugly, they are not small. ”

There are countless sons with false names on this ship, and the most courageous one is Liu Yuan.

"Who else has finished writing?" The little maid was not stage frightened, and looked at everyone with a smile.

Xu was a little angry by Liu Yuan, and more than a dozen people in the audience also began to pick up Wolf Hao, ignoring Renzong's words, so that more than ten people handed in calligraphy.

As the quarter of an hour passed, some people began to regain their tastes, their pupils shrank, and they thought about starting to write.

It's a pity that it's over.

"It's time!" The little maid held a stack of papers and walked into the house.

"Haha" Zhao held his cheeks and smiled happily, "It's a little interesting." ”

"What's interesting?" He regretted that his eyes flashed, and he asked softly.

Zhao smiled but did not answer.

There was a burst of chagrin from the audience, and these people who succumbed to the prestige of Renzong and didn't even mention it began to hate their cowardice.

"Miss Henglan's first test question just now is calligraphy, but it's just calligraphy! It didn't let us really compete with Renzong! Some people regretted it, shook their heads and sighed.

"Yes!"

It took them a quarter of an hour to write a word, but the person in Henglanyue's room was only half a cup of tea, and after a while, the little maid walked out, holding a piece of paper, and announced loudly, "First place, Liu Yuan!" ”

The people in the audience screamed again and again, and there were many who were not convinced.

"Phew, Liu Yuan's words can also be the first?!"

"That's it, I'm a classmate with him, I don't know how many times I've been scolded by Mr., if he can get the first, unless someone is blind!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yuan on the second floor walked out and smashed the teapot in his hand on the person who spoke.

The smash was really accurate.

Hot water flowed down the man's clothes, and the wolf bèi was the worst.

"Liu Yuan, you..." he glared angrily, and was about to have a seizure, when Heng Lanyue walked out, "Which one scolded me for being blind?" ”

The man took a step back, swallowed his breath, and did not say much.

Liu Yuan sneered and then went back to the room.

Heng Lanyue glanced at his back, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. (To be continued......)