"She, I know her."

Jin Ling'er was silent for a moment and suddenly became vigilant: "What are you going to do?" ”

"It's not me, it's me." Song Beiyun pointed to Yan Shu, who was standing under the cherry blossom tree of Zuo Rou's house not far away and watching the scenery: "It's him." ”

"Oh......"

Jin Ling'er nodded and said that the matter was simple.

Subsequently, Song Beiyun easily got the approximate distribution of Zhao Xiang's daughter's trajectory.

First of all, I want to thank this relatively enlightened era, and there is no Cheng Zhu Lixue to harm women. Secondly, I would like to thank the current Queen Mother who advocated that women are inferior to men. Finally, I would like to thank Jinling City for its friendliness and tolerance towards women.

Comparatively speaking, men's playgrounds are not as rich as women's, men say that the sky is to eat, drink, gamble and prostitutes, but the girls in Jinling City are different, all kinds of shops, endless sororities, girls' schools and some specific places for women to play, can be described as a variety of variety, rich variety, after all, smart businessmen are aware of the fact that girls make better money.

The daughter of Zhao Xiang's family is a famous family and a beautiful lady, so naturally she can't have fun in those lowly places like those business girls, and Jin Ling'er, as the one with the highest status among young girls, can be said to be proficient in all the amusement projects in Jinling City, and it is easy to grasp the whereabouts of Zhao Xiang's daughter.

After getting this trajectory, Song Beiyun took Yan Shu out, and the two of them sneakily came to the outside of a manor and squatted in the corner.

"This Zhao Xiang's family is a scholarly family, his daughter will read in the morning, and after a short nap in the afternoon, she will either go to the tooth boat to meet with the daughters and daughters-in-law of other high-ranking nobles, or she will come here to learn winemaking, embroidery, and so on.

"Winemaking?" Yan Shu's expression was strange: "Why winemaking?" ”

"You know a fart, you know, do you think that people make wine just like us, take a big clay jar and stuff things into it?" Song Beiyun glanced at Yan Shu with disdain: "The people's delicate spirit is very good, just the wine utensils have dozens of kinds of golden dragonflies, Ruyao beauties, glass cups, amber cups, etc., and the wine also pays attention to what is not stained with the dew of the sun, what is the first snow on the plum blossoms, and the frost on the tea leaves of the new sprouts, condensing and precipitating to make wine, without him, it is cumbersome." ”

"What's the difference with well water?" Yan Shu was silent for a moment.

"It is said that there is a strange fragrance, but in fact, it is all fart, it is just the painstaking exploration of a group of pretending to be forced traffickers, it really wants to be so magical, why are the Tibetan people still so poor? When people dig a tank of snow on the snow mountain and melt it, they say that it is the essence of the 10,000-year-old sacred mountain, and you say it is worth it. ”

"That's right." Yan Shu slapped his thigh: "Wonderful! You can really be coarse with fine, fine with coarse, sometimes with a foul smell. ”

"What the fuck are you boasting about?"

Yan Shu nodded vigorously: "Boast." ”

At this time, there was a burst of laughter from the wall, which made people's hearts itch, Yan Shu stood on tiptoe and looked in from the flower window on the wall, and saw a group of fifteen, sixteen, sixteen or seventeen women sitting in the courtyard chatting, he searched a little, and found that he was thinking about the daughter of the Zhao Xiang family.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yan Shu hurriedly squatted down and nodded at Song Beiyun: "Master, save the apprentice." ”

"I found you as a person...... You have to call Grandpa. Song Beiyun pulled a dog's tail from the ground and put it on his mouth: "We must make a plan first, don't act rashly." ”

"You say!" Yan Shu's attitude suddenly became respectful: "Listen to me." ”

The two of them squatted there and began to make a battle plan, first of all, they had to grasp the timing, otherwise they would miss out on the good things when the people from the house came to pick them up. Secondly, it is necessary to hit it with one blow, and never leave any opportunity for the other party to consider, it is not allowed to think about it when you see it, if Song Beiyun thought about it for five more minutes that day, there would be no such bad relationship with Jin Ling'er today.

As for the end, of course, you have to show your best side, the peacock courtship has to open a screen, why can't Yan Shu flirt with a poem?

"Quick, write a song."

Song Beiyun urged: "Hurry up." ”

Yan Shu knocked his head with a fan: "I'll try......"

"I'll give you a start, your grandma." Song Beiyun sighed: "It's autumn now, right?" You're holding a fan, right? ”

"Aang."

"An autumn wind frightened the fan."

"Huh?" Yan Shu was stunned: "Alas? Yes! How does this smell like it is written by hand? ”

"Don't beep, follow!"

Yan Shu hurriedly stood up, looked at the small courtyard, and looked at it for a while: "It's really the twenty-eight beautiful red apricots out of the wall." Bright pink and delicate, still open lotus noodles? How is it? ”

"Yes."

Yan Shu nodded, hehe Yile: "The autumn insects around are still making trouble...... The grass dew weeping insects are all over the place. It's raining outside, so the bead curtain won't fall and the swallow will be left. Sweep the pavilions and open a small courtyard? Good no good? ”

Song Beiyun gave a thumbs up: "Stick, it's completely deductible." ”

"Four sit Qinghuan, don't put the golden cup shallow, the turtle and crane have a long life. Yangchun is a song of love. The second half of the paragraph was done in one go, and Yan Shu smacked it: "Good words!" ”

Song Beiyun raised his thumbs again and again: "Diao exploded, wait for me to think of attracting the attention of those girls, you will take the opportunity to climb the wall, the target must be found, and you will come to find the girl and bring something." ”

Song Beiyun groped in his arms for a while, and found a glass grinding ball that he was holding just now, Yan Shu's eyes straightened when he saw it: "This ...... Something precious. ”

"Be polite to grandpa."

Song Beiyun picked a wide leaf from the side and handed it to Yan Shu: "Use my charcoal pen to write your little words, and then carefully wrap the ball in it." ”

After Yan Shu did so, Song Beiyun stood up and began to observe the surrounding environment, and after finding that it was safe, he muttered: "Who in the clouds sent the brocade book." ”

"You ......" Yan Shu looked at Song Beiyun strangely: "What a casual one is a beautiful sentence." ”

"Talent, you can't learn." Song Beiyun took off his coat at this time and threw it directly into the courtyard wall: "You have to keep up in real time." ”

When the clothes entered the courtyard wall, Song Beiyun climbed to the top of the wall in three or two clicks, pulled on it and exposed his head and shouted inside: "Is there anyone inside?" Anyone? ”

The girl in the courtyard heard someone's voice, turned her head and looked over, and found Song Beiyun's head, several little girls were startled at first, but when they turned their faces and found that it was a handsome little brother, they surrounded them with a smile.

"Girls, can you help me hand over my clothes?"

A woman in a yellow brocade dress hugged her arms and said with a smile: "You are a disciple at first glance, and your clothes don't have wings, how can you fly in by yourself?" ”

"Hey, who knows about it, this bastard thing, I'm afraid I smelled the smell of incense powder on my sisters and crawled in by myself." Song Beiyun pointed to the clothes on the ground: "When I go back, I will scald it to death with a pot of boiling water." ”

The girls were amused by this guy, but it seemed that they did it on purpose, that is, they didn't pick up clothes for him, but chatted with Song Beiyun who was standing on the wall.

"Tell me the truth, sisters. I'm actually a vulgar little Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain, and my clothes really have mana. ”

"Fool people, sisters, don't pay attention to this bad guy." A girl in green giggled and said, "Unless you turn it in and pick it up yourself." ”

"That's not good, I'm not wearing any clothes on me."

"Then you call it, you just call it, since it has mana."

Song Beiyun smiled all over his face, and hummed mysteriously: "You still don't believe it, come on, come, I'll let my sisters see it." ”

After speaking, he rolled his eyes, and pointed to the daughter of Zhao Xiang's family and said, "This sister is surnamed Zhao?" I want to think about it...... I want to think about it...... Zhao Yi, right? ”

The girls were suddenly shocked, and then they chattered, and Zhao Xiang's daughter was even more surprised, after all, he had never seen this young man on the wall, how did he know his name?

The other girls asked Song Beiyun to guess their names, but Song Beiyun just shook his head: "When I went down the mountain, Master told me that I can only count one person a day, and if I count more, I will be punished by God." ”

"That'll do." The green-shirted girl hugged her arms and smiled: "You test the marriage of the Zhao family's sister and see." ”

Zhao Xiang's daughter shyly chased after her, but Song Beiyun just laughed: "Yes, yes, but you have to close your eyes first, and I count the three two one before you can open them, otherwise not only will it not work, but it will also harm her marriage." ”

Zhao Xiang's daughter was naturally unwilling, but she couldn't stand the coaxing of the sisters, and finally had to agree to this strange request.

Song Beiyun smiled: "Remember, remember, what you will see at that time is the Mandarin Duck score of the Zhao family's sister's life, and others are not allowed to rob it, otherwise they will be punished by God, so close your eyes." ”

Several little girls closed their eyes one after another, and Song Beiyun also began to count down, and when he counted to two, he pulled Yan Shu up, and he jumped down: "One!" ”

Immediately afterwards, I heard an exclamation in the courtyard, and Yan Shu didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Yi with burning eyes, stretched out his hand and handed over the ball wrapped in leaves, and Zhao Yi's mind was already blank at the moment, so he could only walk over and take the leaf in a daze.

This Yan Shu himself is a fair-skinned and handsome handsome son, not only has poetry and books in his belly, but he is really good-looking, when the two looked at each other, the soul of the Zhao family's sister was almost hooked up by him.

But before the two of them could speak, Song Beiyun suddenly exerted force under his head, and Yan Shu was directly pulled down, as if he really disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, Song Beiyun jumped up again: "Can you see your sweetheart?" ”

The girls inside were stunned, and they had to ask Song Beiyun to count them as well, otherwise they wouldn't return their clothes to him.

"That's not good, this kind of thing is against heaven, you can't do more." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Okay, hurry up and give me the clothes, that sister of the Zhao family." ”

Zhao Yi's face was already red at the moment, his eyes were full of spring, and when he heard Song Beiyun's words, he didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he picked up his clothes and returned them to him.

"Although the boy is good, don't be greedy." Song Beiyun smiled at Zhao Yi and said, "As for when you will meet, it is up to heaven." Leave. ”

"Ah...... I ......"

Zhao Yigang wanted to ask a question, but Song Beiyun had already jumped off the wall and ran all the way into the distance to catch up with Yan Shu.