Li Yan looked at the door of the house and said secretly in his heart: Who will it be this time?

When the curtain opened, everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the visitor in disbelief, they never dreamed that she would come!

Frosty and beautiful, thousands of delicate, phoenix bun thick comb, moth eyebrows lightly swept, cherry mouth, willow waist, jade shoots slender hands.

"Master!" Li Yan hurriedly walked a few steps to meet him.

Unexpectedly, the master ignored him, glanced around, and then walked into the private room by himself, and the old woman behind him politely saluted everyone and followed in.

The ladies in the private room were all shocked by the aura of the teacher.

Most men are good-looking "boys and girls", and in the same way, women are extremely beautiful and "girls are heroic".

The teacher is not only a delicate and stunning face, but also has the aura of a cloud dragon that is rare for women.

The most excited person in the private room is Xiao Tao, she is the most embarrassed in the Li Mansion, slaves are not slaves, masters are not masters, saying that slaves have no masters, and that the masters have no reputation.

"Girl!" Xiao Tao knelt at the feet of the teacher and cried uncontrollably.

The teacher said in a flat tone, "Get up, don't cry and cry." ”

Xiao Tao knew her girl's temper very well, broke into a smile, wiped her tears and stood aside, no longer speaking, but there was a touch of arrogance on her face.

Li Bei'er had a relationship with his teacher, but that day the teacher was a man's outfit, so he only saw his heroic side.

Today is different, wearing a gauze skirt is more delicate, but the heroism has not diminished at all.

Compared with it, Li Bei'er suddenly felt that she was much darker.

"Senior sister." Li Bei'er saluted respectfully.

Looking back at Yan Jiuniang, who was also arrogant, although she was also shocked, she was fleeting, polite, and her tone was not very good, so she said lightly: "It turned out that Miss Shi was here, which really added color to our Li Mansion." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Yan's heart was tight, and he was always ready to rush over to rescue Yan Jiuniang.

Because, in the Song Dynasty, the title of Miss specifically refers to the women in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, and the latter sentences "Our Li Mansion" and "Add color and color" also have a mocking flavor.

Fortunately, maybe it was because he was in a good mood today, or for some other reason, the hot-tempered teacher did not have a seizure, and he even quarreled like never before.

"Presumably this is the nine girls of the Yan family, it is really better to meet than to be famous, it is rumored in Kyoto that the nine girls of the Yan family are extremely smart, how can they not even distinguish between Li and Yan.

The girl said that you Li Mansion, if this is from the mouth of Sister Bottle, the teacher is speechless.

But the master knows that in this huge Li Mansion, there is no place where you Yan Jiuniang's only boudoir, it is really a merchant girl, Yan Zhi is thick, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. ”

"You!" Yan Jiuniang was poked in the sore spot, a little angry, her pretty face was flushed, her brain turned quickly, and she was thinking about how to go back.

Indeed, there is a courtyard for Li Bei'er in this Li Mansion, and there is also a courtyard for the teacher, and Xiao Tao lives for the time being, and even the spirit card for Xiao Mo has a separate courtyard, and there is really no courtyard for her Yan Jiuniang.

"The teacher is not here to fight today, if the smoke girl wants to sit with the teacher, it will stop here, if you disdain to be with me, then please." The teacher made a gesture of invitation.

"It's so clever, and the little girl is also scathing, right?" The old man saw that his granddaughter was deflated, so he hurriedly helped.

The master turned his head and looked at the old man Yan through the curtain, and Xiao Tao cleverly said: "The ancestor of the Yan family, the grandfather of Yan Jiuniang." ”

"It turned out to be an old man who smoked, you are highly respected, why did you intervene in our woman's teeth, if the younger generation really said something unpleasant, you couldn't save face. You have your granddaughter, the teacher has his own grandfather, if the grandfather of the teacher is also there, how can you deal with yourself? ”

After the master finished speaking, Li Yan was cautious, pretending, and scolded softly: "Master, how can you talk to grandpa!" ”

Then, he said to the old man Yan flatteringly: "Grandpa, the teacher is straight, as fast as a man, but his heart is not bad, and he can't say so much on weekdays, and I don't know what's going on today, I'll teach her a good lesson when I go back, and there will never be a next time." ”

After that, he glanced at the master timidly, he was worried that the master would whip him over, which would be really embarrassing.

Fortunately, the teacher was very face-saving, and there was no sign of anger, so he put his mind at ease.

Old Man Yan stood up and said, "Li boy, you are too noisy, everyone has a black miasma, and the Buddha Hall is still quiet and comfortable." ”

"In this case, the son-in-law will not keep you, and then let someone send the golden pot to you." Li Yan held the arm of the old man cigarette and said,

Old Man Yan shook his head, shook Li Yan's hand, and said, "This is a holy gift, how dare you transfer it." ”

After that, he picked up the faucet and poked at the buttocks of the fifth cigarette, and said, "Rebel, go back to the house with me, don't be embarrassed." ”

When the master entered the house, Yan Lao Wu's eyes never left half an inch from him, and he woke up like a dream with his father's crutches, and hurriedly helped the old man's arm, and when he passed by Li Yan's side, he asked softly:

"She's the new Oiran Master?"

Before Li Yan could speak, Old Man Yan waved his hand and slapped Lao Wu on the mouth, shouting angrily: "Don't talk, you still look like a person." ”

At this time, Yan Jiuniang came out of the curtain and walked to the other side to support the old man Yan, but was pushed away by the old man and said:

"Although the old man is old, his body is okay, his legs and feet are dexterous, his eyes are not flowery, and his mind is not confused, but you, Meng'er girl, think about it."

When did Yan Jiuniang see her grandfather angry with herself, and she shed tears of grievance for a while.

Seeing his grandfather leave, he quietly brushed away his tears, regained his spirits, and walked into the private room with his chest held high.

Li Yan took a long breath and said to Chen He and the others: "Let's all sit down and eat." ”

Then, pluck up the courage to go into the private room.

When the ladies saw Li Yan come in, the people who were sitting also stood up, and Chunmei put down the melon seeds in her hand and lazily watched the play.

Li Yan walked behind Xuancao, pressed it on the chair, touched his head dotingly, and said to Chunmei and Chen He's lady first: "Let the two sisters-in-law smile." ”

The two smiled in response to a few kind words.

Li Yan glanced at Meng Yulou, both of them were a little embarrassed, they only nodded, but there were no words, and it was their mother-in-law's turn.

Looking at the expressions of the three girls, Li Yan felt a headache, Li Bei'er was lost, Yan Jiuniang was competing, and the teacher was cold, he didn't want to be thin, but it was difficult to level a bowl of water.

Because there are only two chairs at the moment, if one more chair is added, who will sit on it?

Whoever sits is favoritism!

After a deep sigh, he said: "Jiuniang, bottle, you eat first, there must be something wrong with Senior Sister coming to visit late at night, let us go and talk about things first." ”

Yan Jiuniang snorted coldly, sat down and said, "Roast a pig's head, my aunt wants to eat it." ”

Li Bei'er snorted and laughed, and echoed: "The slave family also wants to eat." ”

Li Yan saw the second daughter smiling, and was in a good mood, boldly took the master's hand and walked out of the private room, and said to the shopkeeper: "Tell the cook to roast a pig's head!" ”