"Uncle, do you have any impression of Zhou Qilu who won the championship in this year's poetry meeting in the academy?" There are so many students in Songshi Academy, even if they are from the same family, this old gentleman who seems to be unreliable may not be able to remember him.

Mr. Zhou put down the wine jar, glanced at her, and seemed to smile, "I thought you were going to ask me about Mingshu, but it turned out to be asking Qilu." How? I think Mingxu is really not good to pursue, so I changed my goal? ”

Jinghu was suddenly aroused, "Who said that!" Brother Ke Shi is obviously very good to me, we are not without opportunities. And in my heart, there is no one better than him, so I will not change my mind. ”

"I'm asking someone else, don't guess."

Mr. Zhou returned his gaze to his wine jar, and most of the wine was still left in the wine jar flat on the deck, and the bright moon was reflected on the river, and it was also reflected in the wine jar in his hand.

"That's good. To tell you the truth, in fact, the old man looks at Mingxu and is not ordinary to you, and there have been many girls who have come to the academy to look for him in the past, but I have never seen him so patient with the girls of any family. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that the person who invited him was the little county lord, I'm afraid he wouldn't change his mind no matter what, and he would definitely stay on the Xie family's boat."

"When I'm young, I always want to be lively, and as I get older, I can taste the good of being alone."

Jinghu ignored his emotion and focused on what he said before, "Are you serious?" Brother Ke Shi doesn't have such patience for others? ”

Mr. Zhou nodded, "What did the old man lie to you, could it be that if you say a few good words, you can cheat a few more jars of wine?" ”

Jinghu became happy, picked up the wine jar in his hand and took a sip, "It's true, when I become your apprentice and daughter-in-law, I will take care of him for you, and he won't allow you to drink." ”

Mr. Zhou looked distressed, "You can give me a few sips now, it's obviously mine." ”

Jinghu ignored him, "To get back to business, what is Zhou Qilu's personality and knowledge?" ”

Old Mr. Zhou still didn't answer her question properly, "Did Ming Xu ever tell you about the next mountain chief of Songshi Academy?" ”

Jing Hu didn't react, and shook his head, "I only know that Songshi Academy was founded by your father when he was here, and I chose you to be the head of the mountain because you no longer have a career in office, and you are the most knowledgeable among the children of the Zhou family." ”

"The next mountain chief, I'm afraid you will also have to choose among the children of the Zhou family, you have already chosen someone?"

"Then what else." Mr. Zhou glanced at her, supported his body with his arms, and leaned back, looking at the bright moon.

Jinghu thought about it for a while, and finally understood, "You want to choose him as the next mountain chief?" ”

This has indeed answered Jinghu Fangcai's question, to be the head of Songshi Academy, the first academy of Yanliang, his character and knowledge are naturally passable.

But there is also another problem, the mountain chief of Songshi Academy will naturally not be an official in the court, so he and Qingrou are not in the right household, so it will naturally be even more difficult.

"Who are you asking for, it can't be a girl, right?"

Jinghu felt that the words he asked were strange, "What do you mean by 'it won't be a girl', is there any other girl who inquires about him, or ......?" Or, is Zhou Qilu as good as Longyang?

Mr. Zhou said casually: "It seems that she is really a girl." I don't ask you who she is, and the old man probably won't know her after all. ”

Jinghu scolded in his heart, "You really know each other." But when I arrived, I still didn't say it.

A few months have passed, they haven't met much, and they haven't mentioned this topic, she doesn't know what Qingrou plans to do now, such a thing is not easy to announce casually.

"What a girl, I'm afraid I'm going to be sad." The wine jar in front of Mr. Zhou was half empty unconsciously, and halfway through his words, Jinghu was inexplicably nervous, and even his heartbeat accelerated.

She picked up the wine jar and took a sip again, trying to calm herself down, but her body was getting hotter and hotter, "Why should the girl be sad when she asks about him, is it a man that he likes Zhou Qilu?" ”

Mr. Zhou glanced at her, his eyes were a little strange, "Naturally not." It's just that he is only afraid that there is already a woman he likes. ”

Jinghu almost dropped the wine jar in his hand, and hurriedly put it aside, "How do you know?" Who is that girl? Have you ever seen one? ”

When she put the wine jar in a hurry, the wine in the jar collided violently, and some of it was sprinkled outside, and Mr. Zhou, who saw it, was distressed and wanted to grab her jar.

Jinghu is a young man in the end, even if he drank wine, his reaction was not slow, he snatched the wine jar, held it in his arms, and was a little more arrogant, "You answer my question first, otherwise I will pour it down." ”

The trickster was afraid of being arrogant, and Mr. Zhou was helpless, "The old man once saw a portrait of a woman in his room, and the payment was his name." Collecting it like this, isn't it a sweetheart, what is it? ”

Jinghu became even more impatient, "Do you know this woman?" Are you from Yanjing? Is it beautiful to be raw? ”

"Don't worry, don't worry." Mr. Zhou said this, but his eyes were all on the jar of wine in Jinghu's arms, "The old man picked it for a long time." ”

And said: "In this way, this girl who wants to inquire about her deer is very important to the little county lord?" ”

He steered the topic away again and again, and the drunkenness gradually came up, Jinghu lost his patience and felt very irritable, "Do you want to answer my question well?" ”

"Actually, the woman in the painting has no facial features, so naturally I don't know anything."

A gust of night breeze blew, and Jing Hu felt a little more comfortable, "Then how do you know that it's a young woman, can't it be some of his female elders?" ”

Mr. Zhou snorted coldly, "Is there anyone who is old enough to still wear pale pink gowns?" ”

Jinghu breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the deck again. Or Qingrou's own idea is right, today it seems that people have already had a crush, why bother to force it, take a road that may be extremely difficult.

If Ke Mingxu had already had a crush in his heart, and he had never forgotten her, and treasured her portrait by his side, I am afraid he would have given up a long time ago.

"Are there any other characteristics of that? There are no facial features, there is always a face shape, and a body size or something. ”

Mr. Zhou drank the last sip of wine, "I don't remember what size, face shape, anything else." I only remember that I saw the pale pink jacket, which seemed to have peach blossoms on it, and the girl's eyebrows seemed to have a small mole......"