Wei Qiao slept groggily until dawn, and when he woke up, Li Xiluan had already gone out, Wei Qiao washed up, and then went back to his small courtyard.

"Young master, young master." As soon as she entered the room to change clothes, Xiangling chased in like a gust of wind and said urgently.

Wei Qiao came out after changing his clothes, glared at her angrily, and said, "Remember, you have to be calm in case of trouble, no matter how big it is, you must first be calm, no matter how anxious it is, it's useless." ”

The little girl stuck out her little tongue and said with a smile: "Young master, there are many people outside who come to give gifts, and the Fu housekeeper sent someone to ask how to deal with it?" ”

Wei Qiao poured himself a glass of water and said casually: "Who are they?" ”

The little girl held her white tender fingers and said quite seriously: "There are Shaoyin of Dali Temple, Wailang of the Ministry of Officials, Lord Ge of the Ministry of War, Master Ge of the Ministry of Industry, and ...... of Jinling Mansion."

"yes, I see." Wei Qiao waved his hand, knowing in his heart. It's all the people from last night's party.

The little girl glanced at Wei Qiao with big eyes and shining, blinked, bit her lip, lowered her head and raised her eyes to look at Wei Qiao, and her body shook back and forth.

Wei Qiao took a sip of water, glanced at her like this, and said with a light smile: "Want to go out to play?" ”

The little girl's little face was slightly red, and her little head was like a chicken pecking rice.

Wei Qiao spread his hands: "But young master, I don't have time." ”

When the little girl heard this, her little face suddenly fell, she pouted, stared at Wei Qiao pitifully with big eyes, and her little hand pulled the clothes on Wei Qiao's arm.

Wei Qiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Hey, my shoulders are a little sore." ”

The two of them played this kind of game a lot, and when the little girl heard it, she hurriedly walked to the back, put her little hand on Wei Qiao's shoulder, and pinched it gently. The little girl knew that Wei Qiao was going to participate in the Mochou Poetry Club today.

Wei Qiao closed his eyes, comfortable hum.

The little girl pinched for a while, and her little face was full of hope and whispered in Wei Qiao's ear: "Young master, will you take someone there, they have practiced their calligraphy very well, and they will definitely be able to help you when the time comes." ”

Wei Qiao closed his eyes, but he actually planned to take her there in his heart. His face was impassive, and he said, "Well, it's a bit of a look." ”

When the little girl heard this, she was immediately overjoyed, and she pinched harder. She knew that it was basically done.

Wei Qiao was comfortable for a while, pondering that the time was almost up, and then said, "Okay, go change your clothes, let's go out." ”

In fact, Wei Qiao also pondered in his heart that he was really busy a little too much during this time, and he had lost his heart. After the big exam, I entered the court, which was 9 to 5, so I thought it would be easier.

When the little girl heard this, she was immediately overjoyed, and she said with a wow, "Young master, you are so good." Then he hurried out again.

Wei Qiao looked at her back and shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked to the study, sat on the chair, took out the book of poems, and looked at it carefully from beginning to end.

"Young master, young master, Princess Qingning is here......" Not long after, the little girl in an emerald green dress ran in again.

Wei Qiao put the poetry collection into the mezzanine, stood up, knocked Xiangling a chestnut, and said angrily: "Hmph, I forgot what I said just now!" ”

After Wei Qiao knocked it, he was helpless in his heart, he was almost used to it.

The little girl hugged her head, looked at Wei Qiao with her mouth spurted, rolled her big eyes and muttered 'Ao'.

Wei Qiao snorted again and walked outside.

Xiangling followed behind, rubbed her head with her hands, and muttered in a low voice: "Calm down, aren't your steps fast, and you still say that people ......"

When Wei Qiao heard this, he almost didn't come up in one breath. Do you want to have such a maid? But thinking about himself, a lazy young master, what he usually teaches is not decent. Thinking about it like this, I suppressed the idea of knocking this little girl harder again.

But the little girl didn't have this awareness, and hummed and chirped as she walked, and whispered: "I always knock people like this, Sister Wan'er says that people have become stupid......"

Wei Qiao's footsteps stopped, and he turned his head to stare at her, his expression was very unkind.

Xiangling immediately covered her mouth with her small hands, her big eyes widened, and she shook her head vigorously, indicating that she would no longer speak.

Wei Qiao glared at her expressionlessly, turned his head and walked towards the door.

The little girl's big eyes were bent into crescents, and she jumped and followed behind.

When Wei Qiao walked out of the gate, he saw a carriage parked at the door, and Xiu'er was sitting at the front of the carriage, holding a horsewhip, muttering and complaining about something in the carriage.

Wei Qiao listened to a few words, vaguely complaining that his young lady was not reserved enough, and she should wait at home and so on.

A smile flashed at the corner of Wei Qiao's mouth, but he understood in his heart that these things were probably not on Wu Qingning's heart at all.

With a low cough in his hand, he walked down the stairs. When Xiu'er heard this, she hurriedly jumped down, hung her little head with a slightly red face and said, "Uncle......"

Wei Qiao nodded steadily, stepped into the carriage, turned around and said, "That's Xiangling." So he got into the wagon.

Xiu'er quietly stuck out her little tongue at Xiangling, and the two little girls jumped into the carriage happily.

Wu Qingning was dressed in refreshing white clothes, fresh and dusty like a fairy in the world, ethereal and trance-like.

Wei Qiao sat down next to her, looked at her with a casual smile and said, "Didn't you say I'm going to pick you up?" ”

Wu Qing sat quietly on the edge of Wei Qiao, looking at him with clear eyes, then turned his head to look at the car curtain, and said crisply: "That's what is written in the book." ”

Wei Qiao was stunned, and his heart was suddenly touched by something, and he was faintly distressed. Stretched out his hand, hugged her slender willow waist, held her in his arms, felt her somewhat cold delicate body, and laughed in a low voice: "Well, then let's follow what is written in the book." ”

Wu Qingning did not resist, leaning on Wei Qiao's arms, blinking prettyly, as if he had doubts but did not speak.

The carriage moved slowly, and the two little girls in front of the curtain were sitting with their little faces forward, looking serious but with their ears pricked up, biting their lips, rolling their eyes, and quietly listening to the movements in the carriage.

But to their surprise, there was no sound coming from inside.

The two little girls glanced at each other, their big eyes flashed with a smile, and they nodded quietly, both of them turned their little faces sideways and pasted them to the curtain.

But there was still no sound, the two little girls opened their eyes, suddenly thought of something, their little faces were slightly red, and they hurriedly sat back.

The carriage ticked away, and it didn't take long for the two little girls to be curious, turned their heads, pursed their mouths, bit their lips, glanced at each other with a slightly red face, nodded shyly, and then quietly reached out like a deer to open the corner of the curtain.

"Ahem"

Suddenly, there was a light cough in the carriage, and the two little girls suddenly sat back like frightened birds, their bodies straight, their big eyes wide open, and they stared straight ahead with their mouths pursed. The little face was red and hot, her chest was undulating, and her heart was pounding as if she was about to jump out, and the whole person was very nervous.

But after a long time, they didn't listen to any reaction in the carriage, and quietly turned their heads to look at each other, and suddenly their big eyes blinked, and their breath was relaxed, and both of them slumped, pouting while pouting with displeasure, Xiu'er waved her small fist angrily.

Obviously, both of them knew that Wei Qiao in the carriage was deliberately scaring them.

Wei Qiao in the carriage smiled in a low voice, the actions of these two little girls just now were in his eyes.

Wu Qingning also pursed his lips, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth that was difficult for others to detect.

On the shore of Mochou Lake, the breeze is refreshing and the scenery is pleasant.

In early autumn, there is naturally a different scenery. Fallen leaves, birds and branches, autumn wind into the lake, boats rippling.

Mochou Lake has the most beautiful scenery of Jinling, here, I don't know how many literati scratch the footprints left. Many people choose to live in Mochou Lake for the rest of their lives. And it will be a great pity for outsiders to come to Jinling and not come to Mochou Lake.

The carriage stopped quietly, the agreed time had not yet arrived, and Wei Qiao didn't know much, so the surname Suo stayed in the carriage. Although he and Wu Qingning are not people who talk much, he still cherishes this feeling of tranquility. And Wu Qingning has been leaning on his arms, and he has a lot of nostalgia when he thinks about it.

Not far away, more than a dozen talented and beautiful women gathered together, pointing to the sparkling and flying willow Mochou Lake and said something loudly.

Wei Qiao opened the window and looked over with Wu Qingning.

"Look at it, it's Wu Chenzhong, the first genius in Tanzhou......"

"Ah, aren't the few people around him the four great talents of Tanzhou?"

"Yes, yes, Wu Chenzhong is the first, Zhu Zheng is the second, ah, that's Wenda, it's really dignified, oh oh, that's Wang Lizhi......"

Not far from the carriage, several beautiful women stared at the group of people, talking loudly, looking quite excited.

Wei Qiao really hadn't heard of the names of these four talents, and his eyes immediately turned to him.

Looking at it from a distance, the first Wu Chenzhong, dressed in ordinary green clothes, should be from a cold family, but his face was arrogant, shaking the folding fan, calm and chic, and he looked like he was pointing out the country.

The second Zhu Zheng is a little short, with two mustaches at the corners of his mouth, and his head is also quite conceited, his eyes are flashing green, but he is staring at the girls around him.

Wen Da, the third, was a little detached from the masses, standing at the end, dressed in white and holding a folding fan, with a cold face towards everyone, as if he was quite disdainful of pretentious poetry and lyrics.

The fourth Wang Lizhi has a sense of freedom and ease, laughing constantly with the beauties around him, and quietly stretching out his salty pig hand to take advantage.

"Ah, Wu Gongzi is going to compose a poem, listen to it......" I don't know which girl shouted, and everyone immediately fell silent.

Wei Qiao smiled faintly, and his eyes also turned to the past, he was also curious about how much talent the so-called No. 1 talent in Tanzhou had.

Now he is quite conceited, naturally not because he writes poems and lyrics, but because he is about to enter the court, and his identity and position are different.

I saw Wu Chenzhong walking a few steps towards the lake, staring at the sparkling lake, two swallows flying overhead, thinking slightly, then turned around and said with a smile: "Yu Jintang coldly locks the autumn breeze, and the sparse wicker strips fall into the light." Wandering to the waves and two swallows, the words are crippled and heroic. ”

(To be continued)