"Looking back and smiling? Well, yes, yes, this Mo Qian Mo County Commander not only did a good job in Jinshi's articles, but now it seems that such elegant things as writing poems and lyrics are not a problem! I'm really impressed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

On a small two-story carved building in the county office, there is a delicate wooden case.

On the table were a few dishes and a pot of wine, and the liquid in the two glasses was still shining.

Ling Beichen and He Jing sat on their knees like this.

He Jing's face was very bad, with a gloomy face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Being humiliated by the same person twice in a row makes no one happy.

It is always said that one cannot step into the same river twice, and get up where one falls.

What a good words, I originally believed in it so unswervingly.

But after this incident, He Jing no longer thinks so.

Because of your performance, it's like someone else slapped the left side, and you happily stretched the right side of your face over...... Do it yourself!

He Jing was moving towards how to pinch Mo Qian to death at this time!

The word "pinch" is not false, after all, an ordinary county order, in the eyes of these big families, is actually no different from reptiles.

And Ling Beichen, who was sitting on the other side of the wooden case, was much more leisurely.

He picked up the glass in a dashing manner, put it to his lips, sniffed the wine, and then drank it all, put down the glass and filled himself with another glass.

"This Ningyuan Yipin Immortal is also good, the entrance is sweet and rich, and the aroma of wine lasts for a long time, remember to bring me a few jars when you go back."

Hmph, I'm afraid what you said is completely different from what you think, right?

He Jing sneered in his heart, others didn't know, but He Jing knew Ling Beichen very well.

Although there is a difference between dignity and inferiority, the two are almost partners who have known each other since childhood.

Ling Beichen has not been stingy in praising others, and ordinary people may admire Ling Beichen's generosity.

But in He Jing's ears, there was only a deep tremble.

Because when Ling Beichen says this, it means that he has set his sights on you.

And everyone who is targeted by Ling Beichen has only one end - death.

But when he thought that it was Mo Qian who was going to die, He Jing's mood inexplicably improved.

"What, Xiaojing, are you still worried about today's events?"

Ling Beichen saw that He Jingzhen hadn't spoken for a long time, and was slightly puzzled.

"Don't dare, everything is focused on the big things of the son, He Jing doesn't dare to think about it." He Jing said respectfully.

"Xiaojing, we have been friends for so many years, you know what I'm thinking in my heart, and I know what you're thinking in your heart. But you can't touch him yet. ”

Ling Beichen said solemnly: "But don't worry, what he did to you before, I will ask him back one by one." ”

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Jing Qi immediately shook his head, how could this be a good sentence, but it was just an illusion that he had read relatively few books.

Thinking of this, Jing Qi felt that he had a lot more confidence, and for some reason, Jing Qi always had inexplicable hostility towards this person.

An official in a small place dares to treat himself as if he is nothing, you must know that you have followed Master to many places, even people from various sects will treat him well, what kind of thing is he?

Jing Qi was about to say something to ridicule him, when he heard a voice next to him.

"Little girl, what did you just say?" In an instant, I saw only an old man in brocade with gray hair and sideburns.

Originally, this person looked extraordinary, but now his trotting posture was a little confusing, and there was an excited look on his face.

Although Jing Qi didn't know what this old man meant, looking at this look, it was definitely the opponent of this small county official.

Jing Qi was secretly happy in his heart, if he could humiliate him, it would be good to get out of this evil breath.

So Jing Qi said happily: "I said that this kid doesn't learn and has no skills, and he has to come out to show off to learn, it's really ........."

"I didn't ask you, I asked the girl." The old man interrupted Jing Qi a little rudely, and he was still a little annoyed in his heart.

"Huh?" Jing Qi was stunned and looked in the direction of the old man's finger, it was the maid next to the little county official.

"Little girl, what poem did you recite just now? Can you read it to me again? The old man looked anxious.

"What the old man said is 'Looking back and smiling, Baimeisheng, the six palaces have no color?' Ting'er thought for a moment and said.

"That's right, that's it! Rokunomiya Fandel...... Good sentence, this is what you wrote, little girl? ”

"No, it's written by my son-in-law." Ting'er shook her head and said.

Although he has been involved in poetry and poetry since he was a child, he can't write such a good sentence, and presumably only a character like Gongzi can have such a talent.

"Your son-in-law?" Only then did the old man notice that there was a man sitting next to Ting'er, but after taking a look, he was even more surprised.

"Aren't you the Mo Xiaoyou who made "Queqiao Immortal"? Your sentence 'is not in the morning and twilight' has amazed me until now, but I didn't expect that there will be a good sentence now, congratulations!

It's just that you were in a hurry from the Water Pavilion at that time, and I didn't react for a while, so I let you escape, and this time you must talk to me more. ”

The old man's words made Mo Qian a little ashamed, this is all the fruit of the labor of his predecessors, but he was just moved by himself.

And it seems that he only remembers this sentence in the whole "Song of Long Hatred", hoping that Bai Juyi will not be so angry that he crawled out of the grave and beat him.

Mo Qian was happy to say this, but Jing Qi hated it.

I originally thought that reinforcements were coming, but I didn't expect that the other party's reinforcements were coming, isn't this a different way to scold yourself for being stupid?

But Rou'er fell into deep thought, why, did he even make "Queqiao Immortal"?

Since that night's Water Pavilion Pavilion, this word has spread in Jian'an Mansion.

The meaning contained in this poem swept away the decadent wind of the previous Qixi lyrics.

True affection, I don't care about the company of morning and dusk, if you really love each other, for a moment, it is also a lifetime.

When this poem came out, Rou'er was attracted, as the so-called girl doesn't have spring, so Rou'er also thought in her heart, which amazing person wrote it.

But all the streets and alleys knew that it was the work of an admirer of Miss Feiyan, and there was no other news.

But no matter what she thought, she never thought that this was actually written by the prodigal son of the original disciple.

Rou'er glanced at Mo Qian with a complicated expression, and gently pulled Jing Qi's sleeve, "Senior sister, why don't we go!" Maybe I misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstanding? What is there to misunderstand. I will not talk about the things he did, but only his identity.

You must know that the Nebula Poetry Club can only be attended by talented people from all over the world, and even us and Master can only watch from the sidelines, so how can he sit here? Maybe they got in? ”

Let's talk about it and look at the old man again, she doesn't have a good impression of this person.

"As for this old man who ran out of nowhere, maybe it was their own hired trust, and he came out to praise each other, which is really despicable."

"I'm sorry, Brother Mo was invited by me, you can tell me something."

When everyone looked at it, they saw a man in white standing not far away, with a lazy smile on his face.

The man looked at the old man on the side with some amusement, "As for this, it is Lin Yuanlin's senior, who was the country's chief priest, or did the county magistrate here invite him three times and twice, this girl, you said that he was a trust, but I really misunderstood him." ”

"Are you again?" Jing Qi felt very uncomfortable in her heart, she was just teaching this guy a lesson.

It was expected that an ant-like dog official would have no power to resist, but he didn't expect so many people to speak for him.

"The son of the prefect of Jian'an Mansion, the prince of Jingjiang is his uncle, his cousin is in charge of the soldiers and horses of Jian'an Mansion, and he is still the leader of the thirteenth year of the emperor, and he is currently compiled by the Hanlin Academy, I don't know if what I said is right, Tang Fang Tang Xingyuan."

Another voice also appeared at the right time.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect even the third son of the Ling family to come, it's really a disappointment."

Tang Fang affectionately went up and pulled Ling Beichen's wrist, looking like an old friend meeting.

But those who know a little bit around know that these two people don't know how many times they have fought openly and secretly, but they actually want to strangle each other.

"Young Master Ling, you're here too!" Rou'er called out in surprise.

And Ling Beichen just smiled and nodded, not seeing joy or anger.