Although Qingwen was not born in a family of poetry, books and etiquette, and lost her mother's support early, however, growing up in the Shang opera class, Qingwen received strict teachings from her father Shang Boss about the three obedience and four virtues since she was a child, and she has always respected the elders and loved the young in the opera troupe, so she is not only helpless in her heart about her falling into the red dust and the terrible future, but also has a natural resistance to the "red willow green and gentle township" in front of her.

Although she can convince herself: "Now I have to do a line of love, do a good job of the little maid, and leave the little "Qingshan" here." ”

But at the same time, Xiao Qingwen also reminded herself from time to time that she must not indulge in this seemingly beautiful scene of singing and dancing, infinite scenery, and joy for everyone, but let herself soberly "dance" out of the lively and touching atmosphere, and do not forget to secretly look for a way out that day in the future.

Such an idea is in my heart, then, I also do my best to take care of the guests, and when I help the girls, Qingwen, who has a ruler in my heart, can not care about the difficulties and competition from other maids, and the oppression from the bustard, in terms of attitude, she is always not paranoid, and she is not awkward when she does things.

She is like this, keeping a cold eye around all the time, looking for opportunities.

"You better stay where you are cool, where to stay," Qingwen didn't even raise her eyelids, wiped the wine marks on the wine table, and said to Wei Xiaobao, who begged for herself.

"Is it okay to talk about your conscience? I stole the iron pestle that can be called the 'Dinghai God Needle' in the back kitchen for you, you are good, you don't give me any face, can you still beg me to play with you in the future?" Wei Xiaobao was still stalking, and in order to achieve his goal, he actually began to settle old accounts.

Qingwen couldn't help it, and said angrily to him: "Who keeps saying that he is a big man's family, but it's a pity that he is not beautiful and was born in Hongchen, and he hates himself and attracts pity, he is not only the only son of his mother, but also the careful liver of the girls?!"

Wei Xiaobao heard Qingwen's run, not only was he not angry, but he was touched to think carefully.

After a little thought, he replied: "Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." You're right: I didn't pay attention to my reincarnation and was born in the red dust, but now, what ability do I have to survive? Who knows me better than I have to save me? Pimping is not very good, but there are great benefits, if anyone stops me, I will be anxious with whom!"

Qingwen shook her head after hearing this: "You, it's a waste." ”

Wei Xiaobao saw that his persuasion was ineffective, so he had another plan and didn't wait for him to implement it, but found that Qingwen was holding a wine jug, and actually bypassed the banquet in front of her and went straight to the rostrum to pour wine.

"Could it be that Wei Xiaobao thought in surprise, "This girl has figured it out by herself, is she really willing to go to see Second Master Bao?"

Qingwen walked lightly through the banquet, pausing from time to time to fill the glasses for the guests.

All the way through, it was as if a ghost had sent a god.

Qingwen thought in her heart, no one knew: why was she persuaded by Wei Xiaobao and agreed to meet with Bao Erye?!

In fact, even she herself was resisting, surprised, and committing "two things" about her move, she didn't figure it out at all, but ......

Instead, she was driven by the "plum blossom sword" hidden at her waist, and her waist was pressed against the tip of the sword, and she was escorted to the chairman.

The plum blossom sword has really caused her a lot of chaos recently, not to mention, not only regardless of the occasion or time, the plum blossom sword will send out a surprise attack, so that Qingwen can't be guarded, and the acupuncture points around her body are unexpectedly pierced by the plum blossom sword, and repeatedly pierced ......

Moreover, in this afternoon, when Qingwen helped embroider Xiyue's auspicious clothes, the plum blossom sword was used as a plum blossom needle, and when sewing a needle and a thread, the stitches of the plum blossom sword seemed to have their own ideas, and they didn't listen to Qingwen's instructions, and weaved a small pentagram shape on the auspicious clothes. What a mess!

At this time, the plum blossom sword was even more against Qingwen and escorted her to the chairman's room.

Could it be that this plum blossom sword has its own main god?Qingwen thought to herself.

When Qingwen filled the wine glasses one by one for the prefect and Lord Jia on the chairman, she felt the fire behind her, and she thought that it must be Baoyu, who was sitting, staring at her back.

It's really strange, Qingwen is quite puzzled by the plum blossom sword's move.

"Come to think of it, Lord Jia went to the capital here, and faced the demon extermination hand-picked by Emperor Chen, not only thanks to the emperor's grace, he was able to be added to the rank of knight, but also was given a visit to the concubine, it is really a good return!"

Qingwen, who was standing on the side, heard his words completely.

"Exactly. It's a pity that this famous Shang Opera Troupe in Jinling unfortunately died in this demon extermination, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame the location of this stage, which is the place where the demon is suppressed. Jia Zheng slowly and methodically picked up the vegetables and said back to the prefect.

Qingwen was even more shocked when she heard this.

The prefect shook his head: "Master Jia doesn't have to worry about it, all those who should be killed and chopped have been eliminated." The last person in the know, that drama Gale Gale, was also secretly executed in this Tingli Pavilion. ”

It was very hot around, but for some reason, Qingwen's cold sweat flowed down.

"Sister, I have a poem that I want to give to you. Behind him, Baoyu was pulling the corner of Qingwen's clothes, and his tone was half begging, half pushing.

In order to hide her lost soul, Qingwen turned around and smiled at Baoyu in a hurry.

Wei Xiaobao, who saw this scene from afar, rubbed the ingots in his belt with his hand, satisfied.

Well, he's secretly happy too.