Chapter 6 Red Pink

Wei Qiao stayed in the house for the next two days, firstly to cope with the Jinshi exam, and secondly, there was nowhere to go. I could have gone to the teahouse to listen to the commentary, but now I can't go.

Xiangling, who was originally active, also encouraged Wei Qiao to go out to play, but was punished by Wan'er to help in the kitchen.

Wei Qiao's brain has always been good, although he can't memorize all the four books and five classics, but he can understand it, and he has also figured out some truths in two days. It's just that there is no one around, so I can't ask for advice and understand it thoroughly.

"Young master, young master."

Wei Qiao was originally concentrating, but when he turned his head to look, he found Xiangling lying on the side of the bed with a ghostly head, and called softly.

Wei Qiao smiled softly, gently smashed her little head with the book, and said, "What, you sneaked out again?" ”

Xiangling made a bitter little face, and said pitifully: "Young master, people don't know how to cook, you see, the hand is shaking and cut to ......"

Wei Qiao knew it, smiled and didn't speak.

"Really, believe it or not." Xiangling saw Wei Qiao smiling and silent, and stretched out her white fingers in front of Wei Qiao's eyes, and her slippery little face was still a little gray.

Wei Qiao looked up and saw that on Xiangling's white and tender index finger, there was a very small piece of skin separated, which was obviously caused by the blade of the knife.

Wei Qiao glared at her angrily, sat up, and said, "If you want to cut it bigger, you can't even deceive me, Wan'er will never let us out." ”

"Young master, it's already very big, and people have tried it for a long time." Xiangling stretched out her fingers again, her little face full of grievances. The heart said that the young master was too bad, what kind of bitter trick to play, and he had to cut off other people's fingers.

Wei Qiao looked at Xiangling's pitiful little appearance, and couldn't help but smile, and said, "Okay, then let's go out to play in the afternoon, and we don't need to cut our fingers." ”

As soon as Xiangling heard Wei Qiao's promise, a pair of big eyes suddenly flashed, and she said like a cannon, "Young master, let's go tomorrow, tomorrow is the Xianglan Festival, there must be a lot of people, it is very lively, it is late today, and it is not fun to go out, and the abbot of Yunfo Temple heard that he is a high-ranking monk, who can calculate people's past and present lives, and there is also a Buddhist conference......"

Wei Qiao's face darkened, he knew that the little girl was pretending to be pitiful, but he didn't expect that her true form would be revealed so soon. But Wei Qiao was still a little moved, and said in a low voice: "Is the abbot really accurate?" ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, her mind had drifted until tomorrow, and she blushed and said: "Of course, the aunt of Wang Village was pregnant the year before last, and she begged the abbot to give her son, and after five months, it turned out to be a son, last year, Li Er's family in Li Village was haunted every day, and as a result, the abbot suppressed all the ghosts and gods with a talisman, and this year Zhao Village ......"

Wei Qiao couldn't help but shake her head, and said without waiting for her to finish: "Hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to go tomorrow if you are caught by your sister Wan'er." "I said this, but I actually knew in my heart that it was estimated that Xiangling would be caught by Wan'er as soon as she went out.

"Ah, I forgot." Xiangling heard that her little face changed color, and she hurriedly stretched out her head to look around, and when she saw that there was no Wan'er, she spit out her little tongue at Wei Qiao, her waist twisted, and she slipped out from under the eaves of the wall with a hunched body.

Feudal people must have grown up in prisons, and unbelievable things must have happened to superstitious people.

Although what Xiangling said about the donkey's lips was not the horse's mouth, it still aroused a trace of expectation in Wei Qiao's heart.

"True or fake, just give some comfort."

Wei Qiao's eyes flashed, and he picked up the book and read it again. After a month of training, he can already face it all calmly.

Xiangling escaped and hid in the firewood room, thinking that she could go out with the young master tomorrow, her little face was flushed, her big eyes narrowed into a line, and she was lying on the firewood and laughing. After laughing for a long time, she sat up again with a hot face, put her little hand into her arms, took out a piece of paper, looked at the poem on it, and read it out in a whisper with her big eyes shining brightly.

After a long time, she made a firm heavy 'um' sound on her little face, carefully folded it up and put it in her arms, her big eyes bent into crescents, and her small mouth lay on the firewood with a sweet smile, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

"This was given to me by the young master." Before falling asleep, the little girl murmured softly.

August 14 is the annual pandan festival in Daqi. The Pandan Festival is a festival to commemorate the birth of the Buddha and promote the Dharma. Especially the second said on the Buddha, can't help but Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, it is unprecedented, the Ministry of Rites officials, the Hanlin Academy, and even the first assistant of the dynasty will come to preside over in person. This is a must-see event for both students and beauties in the boudoir.

Wei Qiao and Xiangling walked side by side on the road, Wei Qiao held a folding fan in exchange for Wan'er in his hand, dressed in white, with an elegant posture and a handsome demeanor. The little girl's mouth was stuffed with all kinds of food, her small mouth was agitated, her face was full of oil, and she was very excited.

The strange duo of master and servant between the two was very attractive among the brightly dressed talents and beauties who went back and forth, and from time to time men and women stared at them for a long time, going back and forth in an endless stream.

Wei Qiao didn't care, seeing that the little girl hurriedly bought something else after eating, the little girl saw that the young master bought food, she was even more excited, her little belly was round, and her strength was still undiminished.

The two walked slowly, buying some various Buddhist relics from time to time, planning to go back and send them to others.

The road was overcrowded, from the septuagenarian to the three-year-old child, laughing all the way, and went straight to the Cloud Buddha Temple.

Wei Qiao was very interested in the ancient event, and seeing that everyone was in high spirits, his interest was also adjusted, and he pulled the little girl who was getting slower and slower to speed up.

A few feet behind the two of them, three young men in Chinese costumes paced slowly in the crowd with smiles on their faces, proudly commenting on the passing fair beauties from time to time, and laughing from time to time.

"Hey, isn't that the nerd of the Wei family, who is also going out now?" The young man walking on the left suddenly pointed to Wei Qiao's back with a surprised expression.

"Huh?" The young man in the middle looked up arrogantly, his eyes flashed coldly, and he also smiled: "It is indeed the woodcutter of the Wei family." ”

The young man on the right changed his face slightly, and then said with a flattering smile: "Hehe, it's Wei Liyuan." ”

The young man on the left looked at the young man on the right with a playful face, and said with a smile: "Jiang You, when you see an old friend, why don't you go and say hello?" ”

"Hehe," the young man in the middle glanced at the young man on the left slightly, and said to Jiang You on the right: "Brother Jiang doesn't have to worry, Chu Yi is this temper." ”

"Brother Chen, where are you talking?" Jiang You's face was embarrassed, and he hugged his fist at the young man surnamed Chen. None of the other two saw it, and Jiang You lowered his head and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

The three of them are Chen Zhuo, the second son of the Chen family, Chu Yu, the second son of the Chu family, and Jiang You, the eldest young master of the Jiang family, who is also in the fabric business.

Chen Zhuo didn't take Jiang You's embarrassment to heart at all, looking at the leisurely appearance of Wei Qiao and Xiangling, thinking that the president of the Chamber of Commerce would change hands in November, from the Wei family to their Chen family, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement.

"Now that we've met, should we do something about it?" Chu Yu looked at Jiang You's embarrassed appearance, his eyes turned to Chen Zhuo, with a smile on his face that knew each other, and said with a smile.

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