"Lady, you've worked hard these days. We'll talk about it when we get back to the house. Sister Xian'er was still here just now, where did she go? Wang Manqiu asked, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with the people of Wangjiabao in his heart. Among them, there are also elements of love and love.

Especially for Wang Yue, she will trust her unconditionally. The conversation between them just now was like a lubricant for love. You have to do enough foreplay, and to put it bluntly, it's for others to see. Let's talk about a pair of lovers, if it's just two of them, it's sweet; If Qingqing and I still have to show affection everywhere, it will be idle.

"Husband, I brought dozens of maids this time, can you stay? I know it's going to be difficult to put them all down, so why don't you put them out of the city?" Wang Yue said with some worry.

Marrying this woman is like marrying a nation. Wang Manqiu is also helpless, since he is here, let's find a way to let them stay. The house is not enough, it is a big deal to go out and buy a few more yards. At this time, the wealthy people in the city heard that the war in the south was tight, and some people from the door had already moved to the capital. Now there are vacant houses on both sides of the Qinhuai Strait.

The Nanjing Massacre in later generations would not have happened so coincidentally. Wang Manqiu knows this history very well, because this history is too similar, so he always feels that the next Dahua Emperor will take a personal expedition to pacify Burma and keep one side safe. The city of Nanjing in memory will only encounter war when the dynasty changes in history. It's just that I didn't expect the war to burn all over the south of the Yangtze River, whether it was because of my own crossing, but there is nowhere to verify.

It is the responsibility of protecting the family and serving the country, and Wang Manqiu did not want to join the army in the past, but in the face of this era of cold weapons, in Wang Manqiu's eyes, there is no technology at all, especially in the battle of large corps, the two armies are like driving into the slaughterhouse at the same time, destroying one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred. It's simply a fight for the number of people. It's not terrible to pile up corpses and rivers of blood, it's just that it's a little unworthy to die. Knowing that the two sides will be reconciled in a few years, this war is a bit of a last resort in Wang Manqiu's view.

"The lady can rest assured, there are houses in the house, and the number one hundred and ten people still live in it. It's just that no one cleans it, and it's a little messy. Wang Manqiu asked puzzledly: "I've been waiting for you in the house for the past few days, why didn't you find it?" ”

"I heard that you live in Liu's Mansion, so I asked someone to send a post in, but they all said that you haven't come back yet! So I found Sister Xian'er. Wang Yue replied.

"Oh, that's no wonder." Wang Manqiu looked at the benefits of her sleepiness, and didn't bother to explain why she moved out of Liu's mansion, proving that it would be a long time coming. He had no choice but to summon Shangguan Feixue and asked him to take Wang Yue and the others back to the mansion to settle down first, and then come back to pick him up when they were ready. This will make him really want to be inseparable from Shangguan Feixue. Liu Mansion has been going for the past few days, and after coming back for so many days, it is impossible for Zhang Junbao not to tell others about his whereabouts. If there is a big Liu Mansion, it is impossible not to know that he has returned. If others don't care, won't the little county lord care? How to say that in addition to cousin relations, they also have business dealings. From the current point of view, there can only be one possibility, someone deliberately blocked the news of his return. I'm afraid that outsiders won't know, but Wang Manqiu still guessed the Tao more or less.

"Prince Wang, forgive me, the concubine didn't disturb the reunion of your husband and wife just now, right?" After Xian'er saw Wang Manqiu say goodbye to Wang Yue, she saw that Wang Gongzi had no intention of leaving. I had to invite him into the inner hall again.

"Sister Xian'er, I haven't seen you for many days, are you getting more and more charming?" Wang Manqiu reclined on a chair with a pillow on his head. This seems to be the masterpiece of my own wind full of buildings. The good thing is that it is easy to become popular.

"Childe, I'm smiling. I heard that you were robbed by gangsters, and I was so worried. ”

"Sister Xian'er, I frightened you, it's really not down. But it's hard to say, I'm tired these days, my sister might as well talk about a tune and let me take a nap. Wang Manqiu said unabashedly. If Liu Ruoying hears this, I am afraid that she will be ridiculed again. Xian'er also knows his character. People listen to music to chase the wind and be elegant, but he just wants to take a nap.

"Childe, is it good to sing the song I gave to Xian'er last time?" Since Xian'er got the word Wang Manqiu last time and was seen by Liu Ruoying, she has been praising him, and even classifies his usual bohemian and uninhibited as the style of strange people. That night he buried himself in and began to compose. Two people compose a section, and it becomes more and more difficult to sing a paragraph. Unconsciously, the relationship between the three people has been brought a lot closer.

If Wang Manqiu knew his position in the hearts of these two people, he would most likely feel that this completely subverted his view of the second generation of officials.

"Sing it! I want to come to Sister Xian'er's songs are all good. Wang Manqiu wanted to take a quiet nap at this time. When she entered the door, she was going to ask her how she knew Neiko, but when she thought about it, she couldn't give birth to Zhang, what kind of place was this, so she thought about it and went back and asked Wang Yue directly.

"Floating life is like a dream, and when it is true and false, it is also true. Life is like a mirror......"

The song "Stop, Stop......" began, and Wang Manqiu was about to fall asleep. was interrupted by a man's voice, and was about to open his mouth to scold this guy. Suddenly, he swallowed back the words of greeting his mother that had just come out of his mouth. I'm really afraid of something, I can't go out these days, and I only went out once today, and I ran into this old witch.

"Liu Gongzi, how can there be such a Yaxing to Miaoyu today. Bring the fragrant tea! Xian'er looked at this Liu Gongzi and hurriedly stepped forward to entertain him.

Wang Manqiu understood in his heart, so he could only pretend to be confused. This Liu Gongzi is not Liu Ruoying, but his cousin, the son of his eldest aunt. But as soon as he entered the door, Wang Manqiu recognized him, he was pretended to be the ever-changing scholar. It's not good for you to pretend to be that Erlenzi cousin, so he can't pretend not to know him. I can't escape, I can't fight, and I don't have anyone around who can help. Isn't that killing me!

"Cousin, why are you here, could it be that you also have a soft spot for Sister Xian'er's Xiaoqu?" Wang Manqiu could only bite the bullet and greet him with a smile.

"Oh, cousin, you're here too, and I just recklessly interrupted you to listen to the music."

"Okay, okay, you really like to listen to the little songs sung by the fairy." Wang Manqiu thought of Liu Ruoying, and he played tricks on himself the last time they met. I'll have to set a trap for my cousin to taste.

"Recently, my aunt has missed you, how about we go back to Liu's Mansion together?"

"Aunt misses me? That's a good idea. It's just that you haven't finished listening to this song yet, do you really like to listen to the little songs sung by Xian'er? ”

"I like Sister Xian'er's songs the most, listening to them makes people feel refreshed, and I don't know how ......to eat for three days," the fake cousin said. You keep blowing, I love to listen. Wang Manqiu teased.

"That's good, that's good. I just promised Sister Xian'er to help her compose a new lyrics, I think you like to listen to Sister Xian'er sing so much, let's compose a song together. Maybe once this song comes out, it will become a good story for Qin Huai. Wang Manqiu was already sure that this person was a scholar of all kinds of changes. The cousin of Liu Fu, who is only a big person, is still playing scheming and has the IQ of the Taipan. This guy is an old man.

"Writing lyrics and composing music is too time-consuming and laborious, and it will take a long time to come, cousin, if you have nothing else to do here, just come with me!" The cousin suddenly said in a raised voice.

It's a naked threat. In broad daylight, this guy has no worries. What can I do?

"Wang Gongzi, you have words." Sister Xian'er suddenly mentioned.

"Naturally, there is, get pen and ink!" Wang Manqiu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. Stay away from that fake 'cousin'.

Pick up the brush and write down the next poem slowly and leisurely. "Forget the worry grass, smile flowers, cherish the beauty of the good day, Yiren red makeup and eyebrows, cinnabar between the eyebrows, mimosa, interpretation flowers, pull the bun step swaying obliquely, flow eyes look forward to the face Suoxia, the jade appearance is delicate and beautiful, the spring breeze dyes the people Mo on the flowers, the spring water flows from the end of the world, the spring grass dews jasper buds, and the spring rain stretches through the shark yarn ......"

With just these few words, I can't tell how much time it takes. Then he didn't waste time composing music for Xian'er, but took time. Even a fairy born as a prostitute, she couldn't finish singing these words in one go, and the intoxication of the artistic conception made her cry.

The Variety Scholar is not a fool, at first he also thought that Wang Manqiu was deliberately delaying time. But after hearing Wang Manqiu put down his old face and sang those words into a song, he dispelled this idea. Because it sounds really catchy, Xian'er is also the first time to hear a man sing, and in some places it sings better than a woman. This is also the reason why she can't sing this song, preconceived ideas make her think that this song belongs to him Wang Manqiu, and others will only tarnish this artistic conception.

If you continue like this, you will see that your plan will fail. Shangguan's girl didn't know if she had arrived. Sitting on the recliner with Xian'er and resting for a while, seeing that she had been crying Wang Manqiu was also drunk, how could a woman have so many tears.

Feeling a little thirsty, he said to her, "Little baby, go and pour your brother a glass of water." ”

"I call baby in my mouth, but I treat others as maids in my heart, do you have a brother like you?"

"Sister Xian'er, no wonder I thought it was the little girl in the family." Wang Manqiu laughed. On weekdays, when I see this fairy rejecting people thousands of miles away, I feel that it is a hand-wrenching job. It doesn't seem like that today. If it weren't for this situation, then you could all kiss Fangze. Wang Manqiu thought of this, and couldn't help but chuckle. The fox is not yet mature, and it is simply too young. I just like the tone.

"Cousin, it's getting late, let's not disturb Sister Xian'er anymore. Come back another day! The Variety Scholar said very scenously.

Even if Wang Manqiu wanted to cry at this time, he wanted to reply to him with a smile: Fuck your uncle.