Several people's faces tightened when they heard this, what the hell is wrong with Miss, who heard about the matter of the Eight Immortal Residence, why is it that they are suddenly so interested there.

Master, if this young lady investigates something, you can't blame them, anyway, they didn't say anything.

The weather was wonderful, the streets were bustling with activity, and there were a few more people out than usual.

Yao Qingqing was wearing a men's brocade robe, with a hat on his small head, and his round body was wearing men's clothes, looking like the son of a landlord of any family, how rich and rich this posture is.

Xiao Bei and Xiao Nan behind him followed behind the villain, and the corners of their mouths have been twitching since they went out, Miss, you are much uglier than women's clothes, no matter how you look at it, you look like a gangster of an official son.

It may be that the clothes are a little tight, this Yao Qingqing takes a step, and he can see that the flesh is shaking with the clothes.

Yao Qingqing herself is also depressed, the clothes she made last time were just right, why did the clothes lose so much weight in just ten days, did the clothes shrink after washing, or did she gain weight by herself?

Secretly complaining in her heart, she hoped that her clothes had shrunk, and no matter how fat she was now, she estimated that her original kung fu would be caught by the flesh of this body.

"Miss, there is the Eight Immortals Residence in front." Xiao Nan pointed in front and said.

Yao Qingqing looked in the direction he pointed, it seemed that she had never been to this North Street, North Street and East Street and Middle Street seemed to have some provenance, there were no shops selling cloth, grain stores, antiques and the like on this North Street, there were only books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

On both sides of the street, there are people who write letters, sell paintings, buy words, and interpret books, all of which seem to be things that have something to do with Ya.

And the Eight Immortal Residence is even more elegant, the two pots of big orchids set up on both sides of the door, and the huge plaque 'Eight Immortal Residence' written in the three words of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing are so beautiful.

Yao Qingqing raised her feet and stepped forward, at this time she was a little interested in these Eight Immortals, although she didn't think that she would appreciate this elegant character, but she could also tell whether it was beautiful or not.

The Eight Immortals Residence is a small three-story building, the first floor seems to be full of books, and all kinds of literati and scholars gather together to discuss the sentences on the books, and exchange poems with each other.

"Hey, little doll, are you in the wrong place?" A man dressed in brocade clothes saw Yao Qingqing come in, and immediately stepped forward to joke.

At the same time, the scholars who were discussing also noticed the little man.

Looking at the clothes on his body and the guards who followed behind him, everyone guessed in their hearts who the little man was, and he actually ran to the Eight Immortals Residence.

"How do you know I'm in the wrong place?" Yao Qingqing said lightly, glanced at his eyes, and walked towards the place closest to the window.

"At a young age, your teeth haven't grown yet, do you know how to read?" The man laughed when he heard this, and his eyes followed Yao Qingqing.

Yao Qingqing ignored the man, walked to the table in front of the window and stopped, stared at the man reading at the table and said, "Don't mind, let's share a seat." ”

"Forehead......" The man looked up, slightly stunned, and nodded: "Please sit, please sit." ”

"Thank you." Yao Qingqing nodded in thanks.

These Eight Immortal Residences are elegant and elegant, but few seem to be able to get into her eyes, but the only one who is pleasing to the eye is this scholar by the window, dressed in a washed white robe, with a delicate appearance, which makes people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

"This little doll, this is not a restaurant, I haven't eaten." The brocade-clothed man clasped his hands on his chest, as if he was interested in Yao Qingqing.

Yao Qingqing glanced at her coldly, the Eight Immortal Residences seemed to be elegant, but inside she didn't think that the man who was speaking now knew how to pronounce Yazi, and it was estimated that it was purely confused.

Xiaobei and Xiaonan glanced at the man in brocade, they knew this man, it was Jia San, the son of the squire of the military department in the capital, there was no ink in his stomach, but he still had to pretend to be elegant, and he ran to this Eight Immortals Residence every day to fish around.

If it weren't for the master's ignorance, it is estimated that they would have dealt with him a long time ago, and now that he is good, he has been touched by the young lady, if this Jia San should not have stopped, then there will be good fruit to eat.

"Young Master Jia, what are you thinking about with a child, these Eight Immortal Residences are open to do business, and the shopkeepers don't say anything, so don't look for anything."

"Yes, Young Master Jia, you haven't been practicing calligraphy in the past few days, why don't you write a few for us to see."

Most of the scholars among them know Jia San's character, and now they are making fun of the little doll, if the little doll provokes this Jia San, then something will happen, so some scholars stand up and say.

Jia Sanyi was immediately interested when he heard the practice, stared at Yao Qingqing and ignored her.

"Okay, I'll write a few words today to open your eyes."

Yao Qingqing turned her head and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, she really didn't measure this kind of person to watch him play treasure.

"Little master, don't be angry, it's not worth it for this kind of person." The scholar on the opposite side said to Yao Qingqing.

Yao Qingqing turned his head to look at him when he heard this, and saw a trace of worry in his eyes, and laughed: "That's what I said, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam." ”

The scholar nodded and smiled slightly, and his gaze fell on his book again, and he read it with relish.

Yao Qingqing saw that he was fascinated by it, and couldn't help but glance at his book, Guotong, this book seems to be a bit mysterious, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand it, seeing that this young man is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he actually reads this kind of book.

"Do you want to be an official?" She couldn't help but ask.

When the scholar heard this, he looked up and saw her eyes fall on his books, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Do you recognize words?" ”

"Yes, but not much."

"Oh, hehe, it's also because you are dressed like this, you must be the son of an official of that family, how can you not know how to read." The scholar reflected and hung his head.

Yao Qingqing chuckled: "You read such an esoteric book, this must be a lot of learning." ”

The scholar paused with his fingers hanging his head, looked at the books under his hand and sighed: "I just learned that I don't dare to be an official, but now if I want to enter the court as an official, someone must nominate me, I don't dare to think about it, just take a look." ”

"Oh, I still need to push ......"

"Haha, how is the young master's handwriting." The sound of wild laughter interrupted Yao Qingqing's words.

"Okay, Young Master Jia's handwriting is really progressing rapidly."

"That's it, this dragon flying and phoenix dancing is simply beautiful and urgent." Several scholars surrounded Jia San and touted.

Jia San was touted and proud, and he enjoyed the feeling of being touted by everyone here every day.

Yao Qingqing turned her head with disdain in her eyes, and shook her head secretly, not wanting to pay more attention to it, but unexpectedly, Na Jia San's words made her face darken.