A bowl of ink.

The porcelain white bowl is filled with black ink.

It's shocking.

Siyu really couldn't understand why Liu Shanggong only targeted herself, and Feng's mother was also angry.

And the Miao Huaguan on the side was even more gloating, Liu Shanggong had a frosty face on the side, and did not give any explanation at all.

"Whatever we ask, you just do what we ask."

Feng Ma argued with reason, she really didn't understand why she only made things difficult for Siyu alone, and she didn't offend anyone.

"Why don't others change the ink? And just my family's Siyu must be replaced with ink. ”

Liu Shanggong sneered and said extremely scoundrelly: "If you don't want to take the test, you can quit completely, and you don't have to fight here!" ”

Siyu saw that they were very scoundrels, but in Leng Xiang Xiaozhu, after all, only Liu Shanggong had the final say.

The two little nuns on the side, Miaoyu and Miaoli, also hurriedly came to Siyu's side and persuaded them: "You can bear with this for the time being, we will settle accounts with them later." ”

Mama Feng on the side saw that if she continued to argue with them, she was afraid that she would not be able to fight for a meridian ugly.

Indeed, the selection of the annual Oiran Contest is the final say of the mother-in-law who picks the flowers, and outsiders have no right to put their beaks on how they choose and how to do it.

Mother Feng asked Siyu with her eyes, only to see Siyu nodding at her, saying that she could give it a try.

The black ink dripping on the pale rice paper was very abrupt, which was clearly difficult to think about.

Liu Shanggong and that Miao Huaguan didn't expect that Siyu would really agree to such harsh conditions.

They also glanced at each other.

So the assessment began under the supervision of the two of them.

Siyu took off his shoes and was about to step on the rice paper, but was stopped by the Miao Huaguan.

"Wait a minute!"

Siyu was a little stunned, and Mother Feng said angrily: "What else are you going to do?" ”

Miaoyu and Miaoli also walked to Miao Huaguan's side and quietly came to her side, faintly feeling of threat.

Miao Huaguan didn't know what these two nuns were going to do to her or what they could do to her, so she looked at the two of them in surprise.

She still insisted: "Miss Siyu, you not only have to take off your shoes, but you also have to remove your socks!" ”

Feng's mother was really angry and argued: "Remove the socks, I'm afraid that my toes will break the rice paper!" ”

"I don't care about that, that's what I requested!"

Miao Huaguan still insisted.

Mother Feng was extremely angry: "So many people have never been like this, but it is my turn to Siyu, you have to make it so difficult, I haven't seen you say this for the first time." ”

At this time, Liu Shanggong was already extremely impatient, waved his hand very scoundrelly, and lost his eyes: "This time, that time, if you want to blame, you deserve to offend the nobles!" ”

"Nobleman!"

This sentence alone reminded Siyu and Feng's mother that they both glanced at each other, and at the same time thought of someone.

"Zuo Mingzhu!"

The two men spoke almost in unison.

"I won't tell you who it is, you just need to know it in your own heart, don't blame us, we are also entrusted by others!"

Liu Shanggong said extremely lazily.

It seems that this is all the ghost of Zuo Mingzhu.

Thinking of this, Mother Feng glanced at Siyu helplessly, and said to her: "There is no way, Siyu do your best, I can't help you." ”

"It's okay, Mother Feng, I think I can do it!"

Si Yu smiled, as if she didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Liu Shanggong and Miao Huaguan looked at Siyu in surprise, they didn't expect such harsh conditions, she actually dared to agree.

Miaoyu and Miaoli hurriedly came to Siyu's side and encouraged her: "It's okay, Siyu as long as you can be distracted and don't take this matter too seriously." ”

Siyu was very well-behaved, nodded gently, and under the service of Feng Ma and Miaoyu, she took off her shoes and socks, revealing her little feet like snow-white lotus roots.

Liu Shanggong and Miao Huaguan, their eyes were firmly fixed on Siyu's feet, just to see how she landed on this rice paper.

Siyu understood that this rice paper must have made Liu Shanggong and Miao Huaguan do something, and it must be easier to break than ordinary rice paper.

She peeked at the miserable white rice paper, which was slightly yellow, obviously different from the past.

Miaoyu remembered what Miaoyu and Miaoli had said to her, and tried to keep her attention ahead and not think about what was under her feet.

Don't take it too seriously!

Siyu took her first step.

Her heart tightened slightly, and the rice paper under her feet immediately made a small sound of breaking, and she quickly diverted her attention from her feet. come

I saw a beautiful magpie on a camphor tree in front of me, black and white, chirping, weaving among the tender green branches.

Just take the second step, the third step.

Liu Shanggong was busy giving Miao Huaguan a look, and the latter carefully inspected Siyu's footprints, white rice paper, light and shallow dents, like petals, like deer hoof prints, but there was no crack.

Miao Huaguan shook his head at Liu Shanggong helplessly, and the latter looked at Siyu in surprise, only to see that her face was light and light, without jerky tension, and couldn't help but respect her.

Siyu walked five steps in a row, which made Feng's mother on the side also look very frightened, and her mouth was wide open, as if she was more nervous than Siyu.

Miaoyu on the side, Miaoli was also encouraging her, gently clapping for her, and said softly: "Yes, that's it, master the rhythm!" ”

There is a heart to plant flowers, flowers do not become flowers, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows!

Everything in the world should conform to its laws, and if you have to interfere and care too much, it will be counterproductive.

Siyu had an epiphany at that moment!

The more she walked, the more relaxed she became, and the Miao Huaguan behind her looked incredulous, staring at the white rice paper, and there was not a single ink dripping on it.

Not only Miao Huaguan was surprised, but even Liu Shanggong stood up in shock, and walked around with Siyu, and the other girls in the courtyard were shocked, and they were amazed by her.

Under the sun, Siyu's delicate face is petted, his eyes are flowing, his eyes are as deep as the sea, he is wearing a fine brocade red gauze skirt, his clothes are fluttering, and he walks on snow-white rice paper.

It was like a fairy in red walking in the clouds, and all the beauties were stunned by the sight.

The twin sisters of Yihong Courtyard were also stunned by Siyu's miracle, and at this time, Wan Shanhong on the side simply sang to the beat of the little nun.

She was born in Kunqu Opera, her voice is high-pitched, pure, and she is like a holy goddess who takes advantage of the rain more and more.

"The sky is high and the clouds are light, the dream is back, the purple and red, the passing years are fleeting, people stand in a small courtyard, they don't feel that the spring has passed, and they see the flowers in the garden, the endless sadness, the endless desolation!"

Two flower-like twin sisters are also dancing beside Siyu, and this scene is like a group of flowers.

Feng's mother sighed in her heart when she saw this scene on the side, not to mention that men were confused when they saw her, and women were crazy about her when they saw her.

I thought that when I was young, I seemed to be no different from Siyu, and lamented that I was old and my youth was not there.

Where the sun can't shine, in the half-light and half-dark corner, Xiao Bailing'er's face is cold, staring at Siyu's smiling and tender face, and her heart is full of jealousy.

Seeing that Siyu would finish in five more steps and pass the assessment, he thought to himself that if she passed, how could she be an oiran.

Thinking of this, she took advantage of the unpreparedness and quietly came to Siyu's approach, and saw that Wan Shanhong was singing concentrating on Siyu's side, and pushed it up.

Wan Shanhong didn't expect that someone would push her, and her whole body irrepressibly fell towards Siyu who came over.

Everyone exclaimed, Wan Shanhong's face was shocked, and he saw that he fell to Siyu, but he couldn't contain his figure.

This time, Feng Ma and everyone were stunned, Liu Shanggong and Miao Huaguan were on their faces. He had a relaxed look.

However, to everyone's surprise, Siyu was fine.

She only turned around and retreated slightly, grabbed Wan Shanhong with a copy of her hand, lowered her body shallowly, and slowly stood up again.

not only helped Wan Shanhong up, but also smiled at her.

Wan Shanhong was extremely ashamed, and looked uncomfortably behind Siyu and on both sides.

Surprised.

The ink bowl on Siyu's head was so full that it was about to overflow, but not a drop fell, but there was a drop of ink tears on the side of the celadon bowl, which flowed halfway and froze.

Miao Huaguan and Liu Shanggong carefully inspected it, and repeated it several times, but they really didn't spill a drop of ink.

The rice paper under Siyu's feet was not damaged by half a minute, but there was a footprint that was deeper, like a blooming peony.

The remaining few steps, Siyu passed even more lightly.

Liu Shanggong and Miao Huaguan helplessly announced that Siyu had passed, and Xiao Bailing'er on the side watched all this in disbelief, pushing everyone away and searching carefully on the rice paper.

Sure enough, there was not a drop of it.

She was shocked in her heart, but she didn't feel that everyone else was staring at her with disgust, and everyone saw it just now.

Wan Shanhong was even more angry, took Siyu and put a bowl full of ink on the side, stood behind her in a daze, and patted her gently.

Xiao Bailing'er just turned her face, and a bowl of ink splashed on her face, and in an instant, her face and body were all ink smelly and black.

She was stunned when she didn't react, as soon as she raised her face, Wan Shanhong smashed an empty bowl on her face, fell to the ground, her face was hot and painful, blood mixed with ink flowed, and there was laughter around her.

She was about to stand up, but she was kicked hard by Wan Shanhong in the stomach, and the whole person curled up like a shrimp in pain.

But Wan Shanhong didn't intend to let her go, and her feet in clogs stomped on her face, and she felt that the bridge of her nose was about to break.

Liu Shanggong has lived in the palace for a long time, and he has seen a lot of intrigue in the palace, but this woman went into battle, tore it personally, and beat her so hard, it really scared her.

Everyone hurriedly persuaded Wan Shanhong away, for fear of beating Xiao Bailinger to death.

Xiao Bailing has already scratched his face at this time, and the ink is soaked like this, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get a tattoo, which is equivalent to tattooing the face.

Feng's mother had already heard that this Wan Shanhong was a ruthless character in Yanliu Alley, but she didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless.

Feng Ma looked at Xiao Bailing'er sympathetically, thinking that her face was afraid that there was a big problem.

Xiao Bailinger has been beaten unconscious, and was carried down by Liu Shanggong, and after such a small episode, everyone has a new understanding of Wan Shanhong.