The greatest sorrow in this world is that you can't fish with a golden beetle.

Cao Yuanyang still had a thin halo on her cheeks, Ying Ying got down from the big green donkey, and went upstairs with a slender smile, but she actually couldn't say anything in her heart. When she went to Taohuawu with Dong Qichang and Chen Jiru, she was very sorry at that time, why can't you Zheng Guofan be a few years older? Now Zheng Guofan has become the uncle of the country, this regret is more and more entangled in his heart, to set a daughter's words, it is a hundred knots of tenderness, everyone looked at Cao everyone with envy upstairs, but they didn't know that this Cao family was sour and tight, quite a regret [I was born when you were born, I was born to grow old].

Slowly walking to the second floor, Cao Yuanyang put away the grief, smiled and said, "Zheng Chengguan, it's a big deal now." ”

If she goes upstairs, she will be blessed with a cheap concubine who has seen the uncle of the country, and the good official will inevitably be disappointed, seeing her smiling, but she is suddenly happy, and she gets up to greet her, "Sister Cao is still cool, come and sit here." ”

At this time, if Wen Renshi is around, he must secretly scold [silly boy, I really think that people are not good, bitches are ruthless and have no intention of playing, people are just acting with you, professional ethics], the so-called peers are enemies, although Wen Renshi has not been the head of the famous Jiangnan, the industry rules are always known, she is not there, but it is a big pity, I can't see the secret war between the Cao family in Suzhou and the former head of the upper hall and now the three products.

Cao Mandarin Duck was breezy in the spring breeze, his eyebrows were gently turned, and he looked around, and then he sat next to the obedient official, and the surrounding Jinyi guards suddenly had three or two lighter bones, and they all felt that this Cao family would be a man, although it was an old acquaintance of Uncle Guo, but he also smiled at us. This is a man's self-inflicted amorousness, Cao Yuanyang's style is just a professional habit, who is impatient to know the name of the Jinyi captain next to Uncle Guo.

The obedient official asked Behory to make a cup of cheese mountain for Cao Mandarin Duck, Cao Mandarin Duck took it, tasted it, first smiled and praised Behorry's extraordinary craftsmanship, and then put down the cheese mountain, seemed to be smiling, and looked at the obedient official with a little disgust, "Zheng Chengguan, Uncle Guo, now the spectrum is getting bigger and bigger!" I still remember last year that you said that you were going to come to Suzhou to cheer me on, and for more than half a year, I wanted to wear it! But there was no human figure to be seen. ”

Sun Yinglong was originally standing outside the terrace, and at this time, when he saw that what Cao and everyone were talking about was a private matter with Uncle Guo, he consciously took a few steps back, and the good official laughed twice, but he didn't take this seriously, if you really think that the name of the famous Jiangnan is looking at you, then you are really stupid. Everyone in the world scolds Li Jia and praises Du Shi Niang who sinks the treasure chest, but he doesn't want to think about it, Li Jia also came out to sleep with real money, not a white wolf with empty gloves, but Da Ming is also very tolerant of the name, the world is like this, this is the story of the angry sinking treasure chest, and there is Cao Yuanyang who is like this.

At this time, Cao Yuanyang looked at him and smiled silently, his heart was really like a little insect crawling, itching tightly, there was Kaizi but he couldn't slaughter, no, there was a golden beetle son-in-law but he couldn't fish, and no one was willing to change it, she turned her eyes and said with a smile: "Although the song is good, it is slightly inferior to what I did when I first met you, no, you have to make another song, and it must be similar to that one." As he spoke, he became coquettish, quite a posture that I won't give up if you don't do it.

Famous coquettish, you may know it's fake, but basically as long as it's a man, he will jump in without regrets, if someone says I won't jump, then you can basically be sure that he has never seen such a world, which makes sense, to put it bluntly, but the man chases the woman across the mountain, and the woman chases the man across the paper, that's it.

Therefore, the good official couldn't chew it, and he couldn't help but look embarrassed, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, which is almost the same as that one? It's simple.,That song may be a little worse in rhyme.,But the artistic conception is definitely top-notch.,Where is it said that there is.,Even if it's plagiarism.,I'm not a mother!

He deliberately leaned on the railing, one arm even propped up on the railing and pretended to be meditative, Cao Yuanyang also knew that this was embarrassing people, but Mingji's job was not to deliberately embarrass talents, and immediately put his hands together, propped his elbows on the table, and his slender hands were as long as jade and his ten fingers were crossed on his cheeks, and he also made an expression of a demented woman.

The good official really drove the ducks to the shelves, looked around, searched the intestines and scraped the stomach, and when he saw the well fence downstairs, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hah! There must have been. Cao Mandarin Duck suddenly lay down, this posture is equivalent to putting the two lumps on the table on the chest, it is hot in summer, she is wearing an open-chested sprinkling flower Shu brocade skirt, so thin that you can see the twin peaks wrapped in the robe, the shape of the two grapes is clearly visible, and the groove in the middle is even more white and tired, the obedient official couldn't help but stare at him, Cao Yuanyang followed his eyes, and then felt that his posture was inappropriate, and two red clouds immediately flew up on his face, and quickly covered his back to his chest.

Both of them were a little embarrassed, and the obedient official coughed dryly, and said: "Please also ask Sister Cao to evaluate, the poem said:

The silver bed is old with asphalt, and the autumn is swept with powder.

The incense picking line is full of money, and it is unspeakable to find Cuiqiao.

The corridor is an inch of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely.

The back light and the moon are in the shade, and it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart. After that, he asked Cao Mandarin Duck, "Can it still be done?" ”

Cao Yuanyang was stunned, muttered the sentence [The back lamp and the moon are in the shade, it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart], and he couldn't help it, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

Although the surrounding Jinyi lieutenants were a few steps away, they were actually listening with their ears pricked up, and after hearing this word, they couldn't help but think, the silver bed is asphalt and the old man? Could it be that Uncle Guo used to have a leg with this Cao family, but now he thinks that Cao is older than him?

There was a person who couldn't hold things in his heart, and couldn't help but ask the person next to him in a low voice, "Wang Qinian, you read the most, tell me, is this silver bed ......?" ”

That Wang Qinian laughed and laughed, "The silver bed refers to the well railing, what has a leg, don't talk nonsense." But in my heart, I didn't wonder, this seems to be talking about something between the two, Uncle Guo is at least four or five years younger than this Cao family!

The only one who felt the most was Cao Yuanyang, she said that she had heard that the good official did not live up to his life, and knew that he had enough magical powers, it was really hard to say, and the Ming people believed in ghosts and gods, and the emperor had to issue an edict against himself after the earthquake! The four ancestors of Zen Buddhism taught the mantle of the five ancestors, the five ancestors were an old mantle, asked the four ancestors to seek the law, the four ancestors disliked the five ancestors and said that if you turn around, I will teach you, the five ancestors did not say a word, immediately sat down, within a few years, a child came to the four ancestors, saw the four ancestors and knelt down and said, please teach the teacher.

As a reader, if you want to say that you don't know about this public case, you are afraid of being ridiculed, not to mention the name of Cao Mandarin Duck, this year, the name and the monk talk about Buddhism, which is elegant enough.

Therefore, Cao Yuanyang is not surprised at all by the good official, what is the wonder of being able to make a young man who can be a boy who meets Qing in the second life and says, Yushu is a boy in the wind, and a song [It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart]! And this poem is lingering and compassionate, smelling the fragrance of a daughter, and I can't help but feel soft when I hear it.

Seeing her sobbing expression, the obedient officer was a little embarrassed, and silently took out a sweat towel from his sleeve and handed it over. Cao Yuanyang took it, just held the sweat towel in his hand but didn't wipe it, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Good officer, you are still like that...... That's so talented. As he spoke, he pressed his fingertips under his eyelids. Even if the cosmetics are five hundred years later, if you wipe the handkerchief with makeup, you will spend it, not to mention the Ming Dynasty, so Cao Yuanyang just wiped it with his fingertips.

The obedient official was a little stunned, and said, "I still like to fight for lovesickness without restraint, and my heart is ...... to Qingqing" Speaking of this, he suddenly froze, and felt that this was inevitably a flirtatious element, so he immediately shut up and refused to speak again.

Seeing his expression, Cao Yuanyang smiled, "Okay, okay, don't put on such a pitiful look, I don't know, I thought my sister and I were forced to marry!" I don't want to marry a little boy who hasn't grown hair and be a concubine. When the obedient official heard her say that her hair didn't grow, she immediately blushed and her handsome face turned red, and she couldn't speak, so Cao Yuanyang covered her mouth and laughed.

The brocade guards outside seem to have a straight face, but in fact, their ears are almost as erect as donkey ears.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted in the corner of the upper floor, "Good words, good words, the back lamp and the moon are in the shade, it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart." It's wonderful. ”

Sun Yinglong's eyes widened suddenly, and he walked over with a knife on his waist, and opened the curtain next to the screen, and Han Zeqing, the governor of Taicang, was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously covered his mouth with both hands, and regretted it in his heart, Han Zeqing, Han Zeqing, look at your cheap mouth. The staff members around him could only look at Dong Weng with a wry smile, and that look meant to say, Dong Weng, this is the habit of scholars, so don't complain.

Secretly gritted his teeth, Han Zeqing said in his heart that he stretched out his head and shrunk his head with a knife, and then he had the courage to say loudly: "Han Zeqing, the governor of Taicang, Xiaguan, has a clear and clean appearance, and he has seen Uncle Guo." ”

Obediently turned his head to look, Sun Yinglong smiled hehe, "It's a good Taicang Zhizhou, but he used to hide here to watch the scenery, Uncle Guo and Wang Ge Lao fought, is the scenery beautiful?" Han Zeqing nodded subconsciously, and then saw that the faces of his staff suddenly changed, and immediately came back to his senses, and quickly shook his hand desperately, "No, no, the lower official doesn't mean that, the lower official means, the lower official speaks slightly......"

"Okay, Sun Yinglong, don't embarrass this Han Zhizhou." The obedient official said lightly, this person has also relieved him of the embarrassment, so he doesn't care about him.

ps: No, I can't hold it, tears are flowing, I'm going to sleep, this chapter has fewer words, forgive me.

I drank coffee at noon, and I drank a crisp thing in the last sip, and when I spit it out, I saw that it was a spider the size of half a small fingernail, whether it was in the coffee or in the milk, and when it climbed in, I don't know, but the tongue became more and more numb, and finally it was swollen, which was really tragic.

(To be continued)