Wang Qingque wanted to go over together, but the wind and rain waved his hand at him, signaling him to sit on the chair outside to enjoy the coolness, and there were also tea and melons and fruits to serve, "You stay here and see how I clean him up." ”

Wang Qingque was stunned, whether this woman really didn't understand or not, people obviously reported that the family was a colt, and they rushed over vigorously, but they wanted to see what she was capable of. So I opened the folding fan and slowly watched how the horses inside were showing off their might. The entourage who followed hurriedly fanned him and served tea.

Du He was angry, and did not enter the various flattering oil and salt of the shopkeeper, and suddenly heard a crisp female voice saying that it would not be sold, and the woman who came in simply pulled a bun on her head, revealing a green leaf peach hairpin, and was wearing the color of ordinary people's clothes, with an apricot-colored placket with a bandeau of the same color and a pink and green waist-length skirt.

The face is covered with a white veil, and when the eyes are raised, they are murderous, and it seems that the person who came is not good.

"This is the owner of the piano, Master Du can have a good talk with her, and the villain will retire." He Fugui felt that the two of them had already begun to fight, so he hurriedly retreated in order to avoid being injured by mistake. According to years of experience in knowing people, this Mi girl is also a person who is not easy to mess with, and there is someone behind her.

As soon as Du He wanted to lose his temper, he heard the other party break off: "Du He! You even dare to touch the old lady's piano, you are not small! ”

Not only did the other party know him, but he was so aggressive, Du He choked in his stomach when he was ready to speak, and his face was flushed, "You, you, who are you?" Unexpectedly, she called herself an old lady at a young age, and this scholar was thundered.

"Get out of here, don't me off!" Wind and rain millet continued to exert power, and quickly fooled him away while he was ignorant.

"Vixen, do you know who I am?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, my mother, my family runs a martial arts gym, be careful that I beat you all over the ground looking for teeth." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Fengyu Mi looked left and right at the house for a moment if there was anything worthless that could be destroyed to strengthen his momentum, and then picked up the teacup he hadn't drunk just now and drank it all, just as he wanted to crush it, He Fugui suddenly appeared in his mind: My blue and white porcelain of a few hundred taels is a hundred!

Forget it, let's be environmentally friendly and don't destroy property. Thinking like this, she gently put it back in place, stepped on the chair with one foot, and said to the stupid Du He in a fierce voice: "Get out, or don't blame the old lady for not feeling sorry for the little white face, and come to rape first and then kill." ”

Du He's jaw was about to fall to the ground when she saw her drink his tea just now, and she couldn't imagine that this seemingly petite masked woman was so light, she was simply a female hooligan, a female rakshasa. He didn't bring the guards to suffer this loss today, so he quickly got up and walked to the door, and said cruelly: "I will definitely come back!" "And left.

"Master Du, why did he leave?" He Fugui saw him leave in a hurry and didn't even say hello, which was a little strange.

"Huhu, it's so cool to be a woman!" Wind and rain millet took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Wang Qingque got up and walked into the house and smiled: "I'm afraid he won't be so good at giving up, and he will come back tomorrow." ”

He Fugui was anxious: "Miss Mi, you!" Why did you offend Lord Pony, I, the most taboo person to open the door to do business, offended these officials. What's more, he just said that the prince asked for it by name. ”

"Oh? Did he say about the prince? I was so excited that I forgot. "Wind and rain millet chagrined.

"The prince is very arrogant, he wants what he can't get, I think the little lady might as well go to me to avoid it?" Wang Qingque proposed.

"I can avoid it for a while, what should I do here? In a moment, he smashed everything. No, don't worry, I'll come back tomorrow, they will take one of them if they want to, and it has nothing to do with you! ”

Wang Qingque saw that although she was a woman, she valued the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and admired her.

"Childe doesn't have to worry about me, we should play the piano and play the piano, we should write and write, and see which of them dares to come and arrest me." The wind and rain millet comforted the lively ones.

"Well, the little lady is so bold, but she is ashamed of us seven-foot men."

He Fugui led Wang Gongzi to the seat, and the wind and rain millet sat in front of the piano, raised his eyes and smiled, bent like a crescent moon: "Today's wind and rain millet has to meet a bosom friend, and the son's inscription is really a great joy." Today's song is dedicated to bosom friends. But no one has ever said that she has played well, but now she can catch a bosom friend, and she is moved to tears in her heart.

Calm down for a moment and immerse yourself in the atmosphere that playing the piano should be. The lord of Pear Blossom Valley said that when playing the piano, it is necessary to achieve the unity of heaven, earth and man. Although I don't have fancy techniques, I can still do it with sincerity.

Wang Qingque listened carefully, compared to the sadness and sadness she played at the beginning, and it was another style, decisive and decisive, with a faint sound of gold and jade. I felt a great wonder in my heart, as if I had entered the vast plain, thousands of troops and horses galloped, and a young general killed the enemy group alone, covered in blood without flinching, until the horse leather shroud, his heart did not regret. A small general fell, and more brothers rushed up to take his place, killing the enemy. The voice in the back gradually calmed down, and the hero became famous, but he did not accept his resignation. Meritorious service is to serve the country, and then she returns to the dust regardless of fame and fortune, and she is the hero in her heart.

Wang Qingque sighed: "It's a pity to be such a hero." ”

Wind and rain millet raised his head and smiled: "Some people naturally like to be hermits, and some people like princes and generals, each in his position, each performing his duties, isn't this good?" ”

Wang Qingque said with a smile: "All of them are in their positions and perform their duties, the little lady's words are really insightful." If it weren't for the fact that you were a daughter, Wang would have wanted to make friends. ”

"Childe's words are wrong, what about men? What about women? As long as it is pleasing to the eye, you can make friends if you want to, and you have to worry about it. ”

"The little lady is so angry, okay, today I will replace the wine with tea, toast you!" Wang Qingque raised the teacup.

Fengyu millet also smiled and picked up a cup of tea sent by the shopkeeper: "I also respect the son." "Lifted the veil and tasted it slowly, this Mengding mountain tea is really a first-class tea, just swallowing dates, but it is also fragrant.

Wang Qingque couldn't help but be stunned when she saw her revealing a delicate and transparent plain face, and her small mouth gently sipped the teacup of the peacock with a white jade bottom and blue flowers.

"Hey, shopkeeper He, why don't you want to drink a few sips of that tea just now?" Wind and rain millet stopped He Fugui and blamed him Lang Fei.

"Miss Mi, don't you know what to do? The tea leaves for hospitality are only brewed for one batch of guests, and if one batch is changed, new tea must be served again. ”

"Oh, you people are just poor, I think you can all drink, and you can brew it for the same."

Everyone laughed a little, this wind and rain millet sometimes looks like a lady, and sometimes they don't understand any rules.

After the tea was drunk, Fengyu Mi asked He Fugui to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and asked Wang Gongzi to transcribe a large piece of her brother's poem across the rivers and lakes. Wang Qingque's wild grass book is a dragon flying wind, but he is a very good calligrapher. Fengyu Mi was ecstatic to accept his ink treasure, and almost called him a brother. Although he is not a literati, it is always good to be contaminated with a bit of literati atmosphere. Go back and hang it up for Brother Xiaolou, he will definitely be in a better mood.