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Peace of mind must live up to expectations, and the follow-up plot will be written.

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Meng Ling'er's outstanding demeanor on the central platform made the drunken bustard hiding in the corner of the wall smile from ear to ear, just like a hippopotamus in the animal world, standing opposite her, it seemed that only the big mouth could be seen. The old bustard of the drunken red courtyard, that is, the proprietress here, is ranked by seniority, and in the local dust, everyone calls "Feng Mama" is a well-known essence. The qualifications discussed should be the assets that have been in the sea, and the seniors in the row are also the elderly. Today's qiē activities are all from Feng's mother, she doesn't care about any oiran or broken willows, as long as she can earn money for herself.

During this period of time, Xiao Yao almost didn't put his mind on Meng Ling'er at all, and observed, so far there was a person in the hall who caught Xiao Yao's attention, the first one was naturally Shen Muqing, the first one was sitting in the front row, and it was also the closest platform to a table of people, among whom was the first person, this person looked personable, white gold-trimmed robe, uh~ Xiao Yao was speechless for a while, and it was a white shirt, it seems that the people who make Xiao Yao look at it here are all dressed like this. Turning his head to look at Shen Muqing again, it was really the same!

Of course, there is another alternative, that is, the third person who caught Xiao Yao's attention, and the one Xiao Yao cares about the most: the captain of the turtle squad in the drunken red courtyard, it seems that people in the previous life liked to call him "pimping". But there's no need to be sneaky here, you can solicit customers openly. Usually mainly responsible for making tea and pouring water, and those with a slightly stronger body can also act as thugs. This person has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, his face is flying, he is dressed in a cyan burlap robe, and he is holding a red copper spout, but he looks majestic and tall when he stands there.

When Feng's mother was young, she went out once to pick up a baby boy in swaddling clothes, and a crystal clear jade pendant was hung on her chest, and the word "high" was engraved on the jade pendant. Feng's mother brought back one hand and raised one hand to adulthood, and named Quan Wei. I hope that this "son" is stronger than ordinary people in all aspects and will get ahead one day. When his subordinates meet, they call "Brother Gao" or "Viagra", but the latter is the majority, what does it mean, it is not enough for outsiders, Miss and personal maids often call a "little Gaozi", Feng's mother has been used to shouting "little brute" since Quan Wei was a child, and it sounds like she is scolding, but in fact, everyone around her knows that what Feng's mother cares about most is this "little brute". However, it is caused by the environment, this kid is not good at all, and he has learned everything when he is kidnapped, Feng's mother is helpless, as long as she keeps him by her side, she plans to leave her drunken red courtyard to him in the future, and it is enough for him to have no worries about food and clothing, and live a stable life.

The reason why Xiao Yao cares so much about him is that he sees Wei Xiaobao's shadow in this son. Isn't this the person I've been looking for? In the eyes of others, Gao Quanwei is naturally a scoundrel in the market, with a lowly status, lazy, gambling, and no ambitions...... It is not an exaggeration to say that all kinds of derogatory words to describe people are addressed to him.

Xiao Yao naturally does not look at him like the eyes of the crowd in this era, but can see a lot of shining points from his body. The bad comments of the people around him are ultimately caused by the environment in which he lives, although we often say that "out of the mud but not stained", but we cannot ignore "those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black". He grew up in such an environment, and he was destined to have an ugly side of human nature. What Xiao Yao sees is his potential stock, which will become his right-hand man in the future.

Thousands of troops are easy to obtain, but one general is hard to find. What Xiao Yao lacks now is a "general" who can really help him.

After the opening remarks, Meng Ling'er saluted the surroundings again, and Feng's mother hurriedly beckoned her subordinates to make tea and pour water for each table. Throwing a look at the "little beast", Quan Wei comprehended, led people to the side hall to move the tables and chairs that had been prepared in advance to the platform, and after putting them away, he reluctantly walked to the stage, turning his head to look at Meng Ling'er from time to time, but his eyes were crystal clear, without any greed. When Feng's mother saw Quan Wei's appearance, she could only take a long breath of helplessness, although Meng Ling'er was a woman in a green building, what could her "son" be delusional, hey! His "son" saw Meng Ling'er for the first time five years ago, and there was no one else in his heart, and he was usually deliberately estranged from other sisters, for fear that Meng Ling'er would misunderstand. Not only is Luohua deliberately ruthless, it is estimated that Meng Ling'er will not look at her son squarely. Mother Feng has long been unable to count how many waves of powerful rich sons who want to redeem Meng Ling'er, how can there be half a chance for Quan Wei to follow.

Meng Ling'er stood in front of the desk, holding the sleeve of her right arm with her left hand, meditating for a moment, holding a pen and writing, her posture was very beautiful. After writing, he ordered the two maids next to him to step forward to hold up the long scroll, only to see the seven characters written on it: "lotus stem, lotus root, lotus moss".

After the maid erected a long scroll to face everyone, Meng Ling'er said: "This is the first of Ling'er's three questions today - couplets looking for friends."

All the people who come here today are people who think they are full of poetry and books, and when they saw Shanglian, they began to meditate, Zhao An and Li Ziyu were at ease. However, Xiao Yao could see that his young master was really embarrassed for him, and just as he was thinking about it, he saw Zhao An's eyes looking at him for help. Xiao Yao smiled weirdly, telling you that you don't usually study well. Now you know the benefits! But I still plan to help the young master get his wish. sat down beside Zhao An, and whispered the answer to him in Zhao An's ear.

"Ling'er, please give me advice," Meng Ling'er looked around, her voice as crisp as the chirping of a yellow warbler.

The hall was silent, and there was a sound of needles falling, as if time stood still, for fear that a move would disturb everyone's thoughts.

"Work, add tea and pour water," Xiao Yao suddenly shouted loudly to Xiao Gaozi.

With this shout, Hmm~Smm~Smm~ suddenly attracted countless pairs of eyes that wanted to kill, I'm X, how can you never drink tea! Xiao Gaozi also looked at Xiao Yao dumbfounded. As a simple ancient citizen, even he expressed his unacceptability to Xiao Yao's shouting that ruined the atmosphere. It's too bad time to shout, you can't bear to shout again if you want to drink, you have to shout when everyone is thinking at this time. What a shame! I feel blush for you! Shame on the man! Anyway, you are also a follower of a big family, don't be too much!

Xiao Yao not only did not flinch, but stood up confidently and looked at everyone, the arrogant arrogance seemed to be not himself, but he was greatly wronged. I'm thirsty, what's wrong with asking someone to add tea! Lao Tzu also spent money, is it good! You yourself are mentally retarded and can't think of the next link, so you blame me? Stare at?! Still staring! I'm going to kill you again!

Everyone was completely defeated by Xiao Yao's actions, and they all shook their heads and said that they were shameless and hopeless. Continue to look back at the upper link and meditate.

"Job, serve tea, don't look at it, it's you, hurry up and add tea." My young master has already made a couplet," Xiao Yao shouted again.

If only a small part of them turned back before, then at this moment, all eyes were focused on Xiao Yao's table, staring at Xiao Yao, wanting to confirm what they had just heard again. Even Meng Ling'er on the stage was attracted to Xiao Yao again, but what attracted her was the last sentence "My young master has already made a couplet".

If Zhao An's heart rate is measured now, it will definitely be higher than 150. Although Zhao An has not participated in this kind of activity before, but every time he is just a passer-by in the crowd, he has been stared at by so many people, he can't help but have some weak legs and feet, his face is red, and he shyly avoids everyone's gaze, looking at Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao nodded and smiled at Zhao An, and his right hand shook his fist towards Zhao An in a place that others could not see under the table, and Zhao An clenched his fist in a place that no one could see, and encouraged Zhao An, and then said: You can do it, go on!

Zhao An got Xiao Yao's encouraging eyes, and slowly looked up at the goddess of his dream on the stage, just in time to meet Meng Ling'er's gaze. Meng Ling'er smiled at Zhao An, looking forward to Zhao An's next link. Zhao An's face instantly became more ruddy, as if it was burning.

Zhao An took two deep breaths, with a hint of timidity in his tone, and shouted: "Hibiscus peony is fragrant", and after speaking, he turned his eyes to Meng Ling'er again, looking forward to the goddess's judgment.

After a while, I saw Meng Ling'er pick up the pen again and write down seven big characters, it was Zhao Annian who read the next couplet - "Hibiscus Peony Fragrance Fragrance", also known as the two maids in the audience, came to the stage to hold up the long scroll of the lower couplet, and the upper couplet one left and one right met and reflected in everyone.

"Lotus stem lotus lotus lily" - "hibiscus peony stamen fragrance"

"The son is talented, the little woman admires" After Meng Ling'er watched it, she smiled heartily at Zhao An and said loudly.

After everyone downstairs read it, they immediately applauded continuously, one after another, I don't know whether it was catering to Meng Ling'er, or praising Zhao An's next couplet.

Li Ziyu on the side also opened his mouth wide, looking like a ghost. Shen Muqing, who was in the corner, saw that the person who came out of the next link was actually Zhao An, the cousin of his uncle's family, and almost glared out of his eyes, it was incredible! She couldn't be clearer about her cousin's situation, how could she not know how many catties and taels she had, and she was half interested in poetry. Meng Ling'er's upper link, she thought hard for a long time and could only barely match it, but she couldn't talk about neatness, but Zhao An's lower link was wonderful, and it was similar to the artistic conception of the upper link, and it was harmonious. With his own knowledge of his cousin, it is impossible to make such a neat downlink, and he couldn't help but look at Xiao Yao, who was sitting on the side, only to see the back of a scholar wearing a scholar's costume. Well? Could it be him? A few days ago, when my uncle's family was choosing a scholar for my cousin, I eavesdropped outside the window, and the scholar was a little talented. The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible, keep this matter in mind, and be sure to ask about it later.

Hearing Meng Ling'er's words of appreciation, Zhao An only felt a little fluttering, and this feeling could only be understood. The excited hands didn't know where to put them, and they stood there motionless.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao said that he was very helpless and still needed to be experienced. He pulled him back, sat down on a wooden chair, and handed him a cup of tea.

The hall was full of praise and congratulations.

Gao Quanwei picked up the teapot on the table and walked towards Xiao Yao, and said fiercely: "Objective, your tea!" Don't forget to vote! ”

This chapter of peace of mind is written very carefully and carefully, I hope you can like it later. Come to recommend, collect it~ relatives

By the way, hehe, Quan Wei, you know~