March 3, Shangsi Festival.

A day for young men and women to feast and play in spring.

Even if the world is uneven, there is war in the north, and there is famine in the south, it does not prevent the people of the time from enjoying the spring outing, singing and dancing.

The Manchu family rented a field along the lake in the back mountain and invited the children of several wealthy families in the county, including Lu Qiao, the young man of the Lu family.

Wang Yingning responded to Manzhang's request and gave a post to the cousin Wang in the Wang clan.

In Aunt Yao's yard, Yao's mother and daughter all looked very bad.

Because the old lady specially instructed yesterday, the three of them stayed at home today and didn't have to go to the back mountain.

Man Ruoxue was about to scold again, but was gagged by Man Ruofei.

"Have you forgotten how you got the last time?"

Man Ruofei reminded in a whisper that her younger sister was too impatient with her grandmother Xie.

"Still endure? How long will it take! In previous years, who dared to snub us on the last festival, and now the Wang family has bullied our mother's head! ”

Man Ruoxue was angry and anxious, and she couldn't wait to tear Wang Yingning away.

"Father, father doesn't care about us anymore? Let my mother be wronged, does he really ignore us? ”

The more Man Ruoxue said, the more frightened she became.

She didn't take the Wang family in her eyes, but since the last time she was beaten on the board, she found that the Wang family was not a good stubble at all.

It was seen that she was only about the same age as her sister, but her dark and bottomless eyes seemed to be able to see the bottom of people's hearts, which made people feel a little afraid for no reason.

At the mention of Man Zhangzhi, Aunt Yao's face turned black again. Last night, someone came to report that Lang Jun did not come to her courtyard for dinner, but went to the young lady's courtyard.

Fortunately, with her mother-in-law Xie's words in front, Wang was too young to share a bed with Lang Jun, and yesterday I heard that he only went back to the study after dinner.

But according to Wang's appearance, it only takes two more years to grow, and it is conceivable what kind of amazing appearance it will be.

Man Zhangzhi is also an ordinary man, how can he hold it!

"Shut up!" Aunt Yao's face was a little fierce, and she reprimanded the little daughter of the six gods and no master:

"What's the panic, it's just a pawn. Now for the sake of your aunt's family, the whole family is using her, and your father has no choice but to go to dinner with her. ”

"Don't say it's your aunt, even the two of you...... I'll have to use her in the future. ”

If it weren't useful, she would have put more than a little poison in that bowl of medicine.

It's a pity that the poisoned medicine was only drunk by the Wang family for three days.

After that, she thought that the maid next to her, the green calyx, could take care of the matter, and continued to feed the medicine.

Unexpectedly, the maid's guts were smaller than the rat's gall, and the medicine in her hand did not dare to go down to Wang's medicine bowl.

Yao was bored, and he was thinking in his heart about how to renew the chronic poison to Wang Yingning.

How could she possibly let her grow into a bewitching person.

Houshan Lakeside.

Man's waterfront tent curtain, water green, royal blue two color of the thin silk yarn with the wind undulating.

The successive arrivals are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, which can be described as splendid car clothes, and the young men of the dynasty are all fashionable when they apply grease and powder hairpins.

Among them, the most eye-catching is Wang Zao, a scholar of the clan, who was seen sitting on his side or half-lying on the lawn with a group of students from Xiaoxiang Library, talking about books and scriptures.

Wang Zao wore a tattered long-sleeved gown, drew his belt, and lay straight on the grass with his arms open, letting the sun shine on his belly, which was only wearing a middle coat.

Someone came to him and asked him why this was so.

He said that Lao Tzu was drying books.

Dry his belly full of poetry books.

Someone who came understood, pointed at him and laughed, saying that young people are really interesting.

This matter smoothly reached the ears of the old lady and the Xie family, and several women couldn't help but look at each other, feeling that this Wang family Langjun was really a little frivolous.

But Man Zhangzhi was very satisfied.

Which Lang Jun is not frivolous nowadays?

The more frivolous it is, the more sought after.

Man Mingzhen didn't care about this, and ordered the little maid to look at his appearance.

The little maid came back and said:

"It's better to be born than a woman."

Man Mingzhen's face immediately had joy, and after walking along the lake, everyone was talking about how chic Wang Lang was, how uninhibited.

In her heart, she was even more satisfied.

"Young lady, did Wang Jialangjun really do this?" Red Medicine was jaw-dropping.

Wang Yingning pursed her lips slightly, the anecdote of drying her belly was not unique to him Wang Zao, and the former dynasty scholar Shengxi Zhi had also done this.

She only wrote to mention it briefly.

Wang Zao has always liked to grandstand, how could such an opportunity be let go.

And the Shu people like the Manchu family, especially the Manzhang Zhi, have always admired this kind of uninhibited "celebrity and gentleman".

Wang Yingning understands how much he hates Man Zhangzhi.