The sky is high and clear, the gulls and geese fly together, and the wind and moon are boundless.

The sound of laughter on the shore of Jinshui Lake is endless, and on a grass near the lake, Li Yan, Li Bei'er, Xiaomo, Chunmei, each holding a pile of cards in their hands, are playing happily.

Song San squatted behind his mother-in-law and watched, interjecting from time to time, but it attracted a burst of Chunmei's eyes.

These days are idle, Li Yan and his two wives have learned how to play the leaf cards.

Leaf card, is a kind of long card, according to legend is the Tang Dynasty master Li Yu created, at first there were only a few animals painted on it, mutual control, some similar to rock-paper-scissors play.

In the Song Dynasty, the patterns became numerous, and the portraits evolved from a single animal to historical figures, which could be used for the leisure and entertainment of women and mothers-in-law.

Because of the foundation of poker, so Li Yan learned very fast, only five games, to memorize the rules, ten rounds, to find out the routine, fifteen rounds, you can be equal with the two women, twenty rounds later...... Xiaomo lost naked.

Yan Jiuniang sat in the carriage, listening to the laughter outside, and couldn't continue to concentrate on reading the ledger by all means, her heart had never been so impetuous.

put down the ledger, pulled up her skirt, stared at her ankles, and couldn't help but think of what Li Yan said when she helped her pick up the ankle: Wear it, I like it.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, he took a deep breath, as if to cheer himself up, and then, he took out a bronze mirror from the cabinet next to him, touched up his makeup, and then Yingying jumped out of the carriage and walked to the lake.

When passing by Chen He and the old Taoist priest, these two looked extremely respectful, because they knew in their hearts that this was the woman who would assist Li Yan Qingyun in the future, whether it was family background or connections, they were too much better than Li Bei'er.

"Go and call your lord's father, I have something to talk to him about."

Chen He and the old Taoist priest glanced at each other and smiled bitterly, this Yan Jiuniang obviously regarded them as Li Yan's house slaves, but this can't be wrong, so he doesn't refute it.

After giving a gift, Chen He turned around and ran to Li Yan's side to pass the word, only to see the two whispering a few words, and from time to time glanced at Yan Jiuniang's side with his residual eyes.

Long......

Chen He walked back with a little embarrassment, and was embarrassed: "My family official said...... Say ......"

"Say what?" Yan Jiuniang had an ominous premonition in her heart.

"He said that he would ask the girl to play cards with him, and if he won, he would talk to the girl about the small fishing village."

Chen He said as he noticed Yan Jiuniang's expression with the corner of his eye, thinking that this noble daughter would definitely brush her sleeves away when she heard such an unreasonable request.

Who knows, Yan Jiuniang put her hand behind her back, sneered, and walked towards the lake arrogantly.

Leaving Chen He and the old Taoist priest looking at each other.

Because Song San always came up with random ideas, Chunmei lost a mess, knowing that her own money was also given by Li Yan, but she could not help but feel a little lost when she sprinkled a lot of silver, so she was not very interested and gave up her position.

Yan Jiuniang knelt upright on the flower cloth, on the left hand side was a worshipping Xiao Mo, and on the right hand side was the indifferent Li bottle.

But he stared at Li Yan who was sitting opposite without squinting, and said, "Is this game unfair?" ”

"How?" Li Yan sat cross-legged, casually fiddling with the silver ingots piled up in front of him.

"The four of them play against each other, and the other two are all sons of the child, so it is inevitable that there will be some bias." Yan Jiuniang said.

Li Yan arranged the silver ingots into three scissors, pointed at the three beautiful girls, and said with a smile: "No, they won't help me, because the three of you are in the same group." ”

"Sister Fairy, Xiaomo won't help us get along, Xiaomo has a request, can my sister teach me to make up when I'm free?" Xiao Mo said innocently.

Yan Jiuniang heard the word "Xianggong", so she looked at Xiaomo in surprise, because Xiaomo's appearance in the eyes of people in this era not only cannot be called good-looking, but also ugly, otherwise she would not even be accepted by Qinglou.

This can't help but make Yan Jiuniang re-examine Li Yan.

Li Bei'er was careful, found this abnormality, and said with a smile: "Xiang Gong is open-minded and generous, and can tolerate rivers, oceans, lakes and seas, how can he care about a gambling contract." ”

A pun intended.

Yan Jiuniang's intelligence is not inferior to Li Bei'er, how can she not understand, and muttered: "Yes, it is really a hundred rivers." ”

She bit the word very hard.

When the bickering ended, the game officially began, and unlike Fang Cai, this time everyone was silent and extremely focused.

Because of the participation of Yan Jiuniang, a master, the whole situation was raised to another level.

No matter what kind of game it is, it is a contest of wisdom and psychology, and the more confident people are, the more they can overwhelm others in terms of momentum, and they are often the ones who win in the end.

Among these four people, Xiao Mo's momentum is obviously ranked last, and his intelligence is not as good as others, so he is the first to show his defeat.

In order to take care of Xiaomo, Li Yan kept feeding him cards, which caused him to be dragged down, and the silver taels in front of him gradually decreased.

Li Bei'er and Yan Jiuniang are on par, the two daughters do not give in to each other, it can be said that they are-for-tat against Mai Mang, they are all very energetic, and their eyes reveal "murderous spirit" from time to time, and "desperately" come out to do the final decisive battle!

With a cold snort, Yan Jiuniang threw her cards away, and boarded the carriage without looking back, like a wronged hedgehog, curled up in a ball, buried her head in her knees, and only showed her sharp thorn armor to tell others that she was hard.

Although Li Bei'er won, he couldn't be happy, and said in frustration: "Actually, Xianggong's card shouldn't be played like this, and the slave family also feels that the victory is not martial." ”

"It doesn't matter if she's haughty about her character."

Although Li Yan said this, he still looked at the carriage with a weak heart.

"Xianggong can go if he wants, everyone has their own personality, why let her be another person. And the smoke girl looks arrogant and rude on the outside, but she is not bad in her bones, and the slave family has accepted this sister in her heart. Li Bei'er said with relief.

Li Yan looked at Li Bei'er gratefully, moved by her understanding, it is really a blessing for several generations to have such a wife.

……

On the carriage, Li Yan smiled awkwardly and said cheekily: "Miaomeng, are you unhappy?" ”

"Dengzi, get out of my carriage, and, who allowed you to be called that, please call Yan Jiuniang." Yan Jiuniang scolded without raising her head.

The voice was almost a roar, and the armor-piercing people around the carriage thought that their employer was in danger, and they wanted to help with their waist knives.

Chen He and the old Taoist priest hurriedly stopped at the entrance of the car and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, the two of you are just talking, I don't believe you can listen to it." ”

The armor-piercing man was suspicious and stopped, but remained vigilant, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement in the car.

The most important point for the health society to stand for a hundred years is that the regulations are strict, once the task is received, the employer is not allowed to make any mistakes, otherwise the head will fall to the ground and cannot be negotiated.

It is precisely because of this that it has won the incomparable trust of the nobles.