Xiao Mo obviously felt that Wang Zhiming behind him was trembling, but the strange thing was that Wang Zhiming really stood still.

When Xiao Mo didn't know what to do, Wang Zhiming behind him whispered to Xiao Mo: "Brother Xiao, no matter what happens for a while, don't speak for my brother, the more you speak for me, the more miserable my brother's death will be." ”

The purple-shirted woman walked straight to Xiao Mo's side, I don't know if it was the reason for the anger in her heart, or if this woman was born to see men, when the purple-shirted woman walked by Xiao Mo's side, not only did she ignore Xiao Mo, but also seemed to frown. This was so embarrassing in Xiao Mo's eyes, he couldn't help but sniff his clothes, as if to confirm whether there was something strange on his body.

The woman in the purple shirt walked up to Wang Zhiming, grabbed Wang Zhiming's ear with one hand without saying a word, and said, "I really didn't expect it, it's just that you've been away for a few days, and you've become bold again?" Forgot all about what I taught you last time? Dare to go to the Qinglou? ”

Wang Zhiming exclaimed bitterly, and lowered his head and whispered flatteringly: "Eldest sister is fine, I didn't expect you to come back, eldest sister, eldest sister has worked hard!" Hey, hey, brother, I miss my eldest sister very much, and what my eldest sister taught is really reasonable. However, although Brother Wei went to Sihailou, he only drank and listened to music with Brother Xiao, and did nothing else excessively. Dare to swear to God for my brother! After speaking, his eyes showed a sincere light.

When the purple-shirted woman heard this, she also let go of her hand, snorted and continued: "Forgive me for not daring to do anything excessive!" But next time you dare to go to that kind of place, I'll break your legs! ”

Wang Zhiming was naturally submissive, and kept nodding his head.

Xiao Mo was extremely embarrassed at this time, he didn't speak, he didn't speak, he didn't go, and he didn't stay.

After the purple-shirted woman finished teaching Wang Zhiming a lesson, she turned around and looked at Xiao Mo, and frowned at Wang Zhiming and said, "This is Xiao Gongzi, who has recently been famous in Luodu and has been in the limelight in Luodu for a while?" ”

When Wang Zhiming heard this, he flattered the purple-shirted woman and said: "Eldest sister, that's right, Brother Xiao is very angry, and there is nothing to say about the poems, Brother Xiao's poem is now famous for his younger brother in Luodu." ”

The purple-shirted woman's brows furrowed even more obviously, and she said to Wang Zhiming: "Don't say more if you don't want you to answer!" What kind of Luodu talent, it's just a commodity to go to the green house with you. If you have talent and learning, but you waste it in that dusty place, just to fight for the wind and be jealous, what kind of man is this?! As he spoke, he stroked his sleeve and turned away.

Xiao Mo wanted to defend but didn't know how to speak, what the woman said was not right, she seemed to have really followed Wang Zhiming to visit the Qinglou. But somehow, Xiao Mo just had a feeling that he couldn't wash himself by jumping into the Yellow River. And being said by this woman, Xiao Mo was naturally very angry in his heart.

Seeing Xiao Mo's embarrassed and slightly angry look, Wang Zhiming whispered to Xiao Mo: "Brother Xiao, don't care. Just now it was my sister Ziyao, and there are few people in my Wang family's generation, just me and my sister. My sister has been knowledgeable and strict with herself since she was a child, and she can't see frivolous men the most. My sister is good at everything, but she has a hot temper, but in fact, she really has nothing to say, as long as you get along, you will understand. Brother Xiao today, you were killed by me, and now the whole of Luoyang knows that we have gone to visit the Qinglou together, no wonder my sister said so. However, my sister is pure and good-natured, and I believe that Brother Xiao will understand in the future. ”

Xiao Mo thought about it, what did he have to worry about with an eldest lady, so he said to Wang Zhiming: "It's okay, it's okay." Your sister is a heroine among women, I understand. Good men don't fight women. ”

Wang Zhiming also sighed and said: "Brother Xiao, you don't know, a woman of my sister's age should have married and become a wife early, but my sister just didn't fancy a man." My old man is especially a favorite sister, and everything is left to her. But my sister also said that the future husband should be able to govern the country and be able to be safe, and such men should not marry. Brother Xiao, you say, how can there be such a man? Even if there were, who would marry my sister? It makes my old man anxious now, and when he sees a man, he wants to marry his daughter. ”

Xiao Mo thought for a while and said: "You can't say that there is no such man, then Wei Qing and Huo Quai's illness are definitely counted, as for whether he will marry your sister, only the ghost knows." ”

"Hahaha, Brother Xiao has a good opinion, I can't think of this. They have indeed turned into ghosts. Wang Zhiming seemed to be very happy that his sister was ridiculed.

Xiao Mo and Wang Zhiming gradually came into contact, and slowly found that Wang Zhiming was a typical second-class goods in the later generations, simple-minded, without any ideals, and without any concept of etiquette at this time, and even Xiao Mo felt that this goods seemed to be more suitable for life in the later generations than himself.

When Xiao Mo first came into contact with this world, he was full of embankments for the whole world, which was a habit of life in later generations. When you come to a strange place, you always feel that this place and the people of this place will reject you. Therefore, whether it is behavior, words and deeds, Xiao Mo deliberately imitates the ancients.

But as Xiao Mo slowly came into contact with this world and the people in this world, Xiao Mo found that this world was far purer than the later generations, and Xiao Mo himself slowly relaxed his vigilance around him.

The psychological changes naturally affected Xiao Mo's words and deeds, and at this time, Xiao Mo was no longer as cautious and cautious as he was at the beginning, but began to act like in later generations.

Wang Zhanpeng did not see Xiao Mo in the special living room, but in a small pavilion in his courtyard, it seemed that he really regarded Xiao Mo as one of his juniors. Xiao Mo himself was also happy to be like this, if he really wanted him to see Wang Zhanpeng in the living room so formally, Xiao Mo really didn't know what to do.

Very delicate marble round table, Wang Zhanpeng sat on the upper seat, Xiao Mo and Wang Zhiming sat aside. Wang Zhiming was the quietest and most well-behaved since Xiao Mo met at this time, sitting meticulously, his eyes looking slightly downward, like an old monk.

Wang Zhanpeng asked Ying'er, the maidservant girl next to him, to bring the prepared dishes and snacks and wine, and wanted to chat with Xiao Mo while drinking.