"What's so bad about that?"

Li Chengqian obviously didn't hear the meaning of Zi Tao's words, and waved his hand indiscriminately: "I'll ask someone to arrange a room for you in a while, and then follow me." ”

When the words fell, Li Chengqian left.

The master and servant in the cabin looked at each other speechlessly.

Lu Wanjie's face was flushed, and she was a little embarrassed.

Zi Tao pursed her lips and said, "Miss, it's okay, he is the eldest prince and the king of Zhongshan, and others dare not gossip......"

"Besides, he's only eight years old, what can he do, you can relax, rest here, and when we get to Suzhou, we'll go to the old lady."

Li Chengqian is well-fed and warmly clothed, and there are people to protect him, so he doesn't have to worry about water thieves or something.

It is simply good to be able to follow Li Chengqian.

She didn't want to leave anyway.

Lu Wanjie was coquettish and glanced at Zi Tao: "You guy, it's really getting more and more disagreeable, when I go back, I will definitely punish you well." ”

"Hey, hey."

Zi Tao has been by Lu Wanjie's side since she was a child, and the two grew up together, how could she not know her heart.

It's nothing more than shyness.

Zi Tao pulled Lu Wanjie and said, "Miss, don't be reserved, anyway, we're here anyway. ”

"What if you are uneasy?"

Lu Wanjie sighed: "I can't really let you accompany me to guard the ferry, right?" ”

"Now it seems that this is the only way to go."

So, Lu Wanjie also stayed.

Knowing that she didn't like her, Li Chengqian never came to bother her again, and someone brought them three meals a day.

Li Chengqian has no idea about power, but his mouth is extremely tricky, and he will take Zhao Shi to cook food for him wherever he goes.

Even if Zhao Shi is not there, he will cook some meals by himself.

In order not to let people say that they are stingy, what Li Chengqian eats every day, Lu Wanjie and their masters and servants eat.

On this day, Qinghe came out of the master's and servant's cabin with the food box and Qingci.

Thinking of the woman's cold face, Qinghe was full of displeasure: "I really don't understand what His Highness thinks, such a person should throw her back into the river." ”

Seeing this, Qing Ci shook his head and smiled: "You just don't say a few words, if you are heard, wouldn't it mean that Your Highness is narrow-minded?" ”

"I just can't get used to her coquettish appearance."

"It was His Highness who saved her life."

Qinghe has a straightforward temperament, and there are not so many twists and turns in his heart: "Now it looks like His Royal Highness owes her, and the shelf is bigger than the county lord's mother." ”

"When you came in just now, didn't you deliberately drag it out and wait for the food to be cold before sending it in?"

"Said that people can put on music better than Niangniang, aren't you the same, we are all slaves, what kind of face does the master can't stand?"

"Just say a few words."

For Qinghe's temperament, Qingci is full of helplessness.

Qinghe pouted and looked at Qingci.

Seeing this, Qing Cile was happy: "Why are you looking at me like this, it's not that I let you be wronged." ”

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it."

Qinghe waved his hand indiscriminately and walked out with Qingci.

At this moment, Li Tingxue came to meet him.

The two immediately stopped and bent down to salute: "The county lord's mother......"

"Hmm."

Li Tingxue looked down at the food box in the hands of the two: "The rice has been delivered?" ”

"Yes, county lord."

Hearing this, Li Tingxue just nodded, didn't say anything, and walked towards the cabin.

Li Tingxue stepped forward and pushed the door open and walked into the cabin.

At this time, the purple peach in the room was arranging the plate, and Lu Wanjie was sitting by the window pinching the poetry book to study.

Seeing Li Tingxue come in, the two came up one after another to give a salute.

"The ...... of the county lord"

Li Tingxue raised her head slightly, walked to the table, glanced at the food on the table, and the corners of her mouth were raised.

"This kid doesn't treat a beautiful girl badly, and he eats better than my sister."

Lu Wanjie and Zi Tao looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.

I don't know why, when she was facing Li Chengqian, the eldest prince, she dared to put on a face and make a temperament.

But in front of Li Tingxue, who has a powerful aura, she doesn't even dare to have the slightest misdemeanor.

Maybe she thinks in her heart that no matter what she does, Li Chengqian will not hurt herself.

Li Tingxue glanced at Lu Wanjie, saw the poetry book in her hand, and chuckled.

"This collection of poems is good, but it's a pity that some of the poems in it are not as good as those written by my godbrother."

Her words were cold, but there was a strong arrogance in them.

After all, she has read the poems written by Li Chengqian, especially the sentence 'I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and I have no words and no wine to hoe the field' that satisfies her the most.

Lu Wanjie raised her head slightly and looked at Li Tingxue.

At the debate, a poem slapped the face of the whole audience, and she saw it with her own eyes.

She also admitted that Li Chengqian was talented, but she was still a little unconvinced.

It is said that the court has been around for a hundred years and the family has been for a thousand years.

Before he entered the center of power, he offended so many children of the family at one time, which was really unwise.

And now it seems that Li Chengqian's impetuousness and frivolity are mostly inherited from families.

Because Li Tingxue seems to be like this.

Lu Wanjie couldn't help but speak: "The eldest prince is indeed talented, but not necessarily every poem is better than that of the ancients. ”

"Really?"

Li Tingxue raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Then you might as well tell me, how old are these people who make poems?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Wanjie was stunned for a moment.

Li Tingxue walked to the window, put her hands behind her back and said, "I can see that in your heart, you have a lot of opinions about my godbrother." ”

"I don't know what happened between you, but I do know that he is definitely not what you think he is."

"At the age of eight, he wrote poems, said quatrains through the ages, recited the four books and five classics such as the Analects, fixed the ten Taoist theories, and swept away the haze in the emperor's heart."

"The palace will play against Your Majesty with the endgame of sure loss, and defeat Your Majesty with dignity."

"And it's just the big place, and in the small place, it also creates a series of things that others have never seen or heard of, such as fireworks and reclining chairs."

Li Tingxue looked back at Lu Wanjie, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "You might as well think about what you are doing when you are eight years old, or think about what your eldest brother and father are doing at this age." ”

"Now that he is only eight years old, what will he achieve in the future, do you dare to imagine?"

After speaking, Li Tingxue walked out of the cabin.

"I won't say much about what my brother is doing to you, but you also know it in your heart."

When she walked to the door, Li Tingxue suddenly stopped and looked at Lu Wanjie.

"You have to remember, don't think about using so-called emotions to take advantage of my godbrother."

"If you do, I'll let you know what life is better than death."

After the words fell, Li Tingxue walked out of the cabin and closed the door.

Inside the room, there was silence, and a pin drop could be heard.

Lu Wanjie was really shocked by Li Tingxue's words.

It's not a threat to make her worse than dead.

Rather, the phrase, create fireworks recliners......

Did he create the fireworks?

He's an eight-year-old, can he get these things?

Lu Wanjie was a little incredulous.

But the words have already been said by Li Tingxue, will she lie to herself?

Is there any need for her to lie to herself?

Lu Wanjie was full of bitterness.

"Unexpectedly, the fireworks turned out to be created by an eight-year-old child......"