Chen Wangshu opened the curtain of the carriage a corner, the sun was shining outside, the market was full of shouting, the peach, plum and apricot blossoms on the side of the road were now almost falling, and the tender green leaves were climbing all over the trees, which was more spring than before.

A warm wind blows in your face, as if it can blow away all the gloom.

Chen Wangshu's whole person became brisk, she suddenly remembered that in her previous life, in order to see Zhao Yao's face, no, in order to study acting skills painstakingly, she brushed the costume drama I don't know how many times, and there is an episode of "Spring Breeze" in it, which is particularly moving.

She thought and snorted.

"Girl, where is this tune, the slave has never heard of it, but it sounds so good."

Chen Wangshu didn't answer, she felt that if her eyeballs were magnets, she was afraid that she would have flown out a long time ago and stuck to the person on the street.

At the door of the teahouse on the side of the street, Yan Jue was wearing a fiery red robe, and his hairband was flying in the wind, looking arbitrary and flamboyant.

He carried a delicate cricket cage in his hand, followed by a young man jumping up and down.

Chen Wangshu searched in her mind, the young man she knew before, when the third princess got married, she had seen it among the people who came to greet her, it was Jiang Lian, the youngest son of the official family.

The Eighth Prince was like a flea, jumping up and down trying to snatch the cage from Yan Jue's hand, and shouted in his mouth, "Yan Jue! This is the cricket king I looked at first, you pay me back! I've given it a good name, it's called General Chang Sheng, you're good, you have to snatch love with a knife! ”

Yan Jue held the cage above his head with one hand, and made two strokes on the top of the Eighth Emperor's head with the other hand.

"You!" The eighth prince was angry, even if he sent palace people to pull his legs hard every night, and he pulled out his legs for ten years, he was like his own mother, and he was not born high.

"What am I?" Yan Jue glanced at Jiang Jian condescendingly, "This cricket has the highest price, if you have longer legs, run faster, go back to your aunt to get the silver, maybe there is still a little hope." ”

"But isn't that what you lost? Willing to lose! What kind of strength is grinding, I have the ability to spend a lot of money next time like the master! ”

The Eighth Prince snorted and withdrew his hand, "I want to!" But Gao Mucheng tossed blindly, and made my aunt so angry that she lay on the bed, and as soon as I went to get the silver, she scolded me for being a dog blood sprayer. Where is like you, how well the Duchess treats you, how much money you spend, she doesn't scold you! ”

As he spoke, he glanced longingly at the cage in Yan Jue's hand.

Yan Jue glanced at him with disdain, and stuffed the cage into his arms, "Isn't it just a broken cricket?" I'm embarrassed to be called General Chang Sheng, I'll go and catch one in the weeds of the broken house, it's better than this one! I've sent you. ”

The eighth prince took a look, jumped three feet high, hugged the cage, but kissed it vigorously, kissed it for a long time, and hooked Yan Jue's neck with great difficulty, "Let's go, please go to the drunken wind building to drink!" Call your favorite little plum to sing! ”

"What's going on? Why did the car stop? Hibiscus's voice recalled Chen Wangshu's sanity.

She quickly lowered the carriage curtain, and her heart chuckled several times, and she felt that she had forgotten a great event!

"Yan Yanei and the Eighth Prince are actually wearing a pair of pants......"

Mu Hibiscus got the coachman's response, "Don't worry, girl, there is a greeting in front of us, we will wait in front of this teahouse, and it will pass after a while." Yan Yanei and the Eighth Prince have the same smell, and everyone in the city knows it. ”

"Girl, don't mention it, I heard Qinghong say. Some people looked at their beauty, took a few more looks, and when they went back to March, they were pregnant! ”

Chen Wangshu was speechless, relieved, okay, okay! In case Yan Jue has a habit of breaking sleeves, she has to work hard to marry her, wouldn't it be a big loss!

The wind was a little stronger, blowing the curtain of the carriage, Chen Wangshu reached out and wanted to reach out and hold it, but he saw a big face stretched out, and she subconsciously slapped it.

The man outside the carriage snorted and said angrily, "Chen Er, you are really!" I'm looking at the two of us who are sick and sympathetic, so I don't want to know you a thing or two! You're good, scare my crickets! ”

Chen Wangshu cleared his throat, since the Eighth Prince is here, then Yan Jue is also here.

Her virtuous appearance can't be lost!

"It turned out to be the Eighth Prince, and I was taken aback and abrupt. Chen Erxing sat upright, and he didn't make a mistake, what is the illness, and what is the pity? ”

"Your Highness is still in the mood to fight crickets, and there is no illness and no pity."

Seeing that she spoke softly and gently, the eighth prince unconsciously lowered his voice and muttered, "Young age, she speaks like an old woman." ”

Chen Wangshu laughed out loud and said briskly, "In terms of rules, Your Highness should call my aunt." ”

"Poof!" There was loud laughter outside the carriage.

The Eighth Prince was annoyed and angry, and kicked Yan Jue, "What are you laughing at!" ”

The procession had passed, the road was clear, and the coachman whipped his whip and the carriage started.

Chen Wangshu's ears were a little red, Yan Jue, not only his face, but also his voice were the best, the best subwoofer!

After going to the bookstore to get a pen, Chen Wangshu returned to the house.

The house was quiet, the third uncle and aunt stopped practicing martial arts, the Li family didn't read the account books anymore, and even the old lady didn't recite Buddhism.

Chen Wangshu stood in front of the door and patted his little chest, sin, sin!

The Chen family's century-old prosperity is not going to be lost in mahjong!

"Ah Mei is back, come and replace me!" As soon as she saw Chen Wangshu, her sister-in-law Yao stood up anxiously!

As soon as Chen Wangshu saw this posture, he knew that this was definitely three to one, and the Yao family lost miserably!

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Chen Tian, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the cards, glanced at Chen Wangshu worriedly, "But sister, don't you want to copy the scriptures?" ”

Chen Wangshu touched the card, his eyes moved, "Copy it tomorrow, copy it tomorrow!" ”

She is not in a hurry to copy books, she is good at calligraphy, and I don't know how many scriptures I have copied before.

Isn't the Queen Mother's scriptures different from mortals?

It is written in black and white, and it is used to fill the number, who knows?

"Ah Tian, don't worry, I calculated, tomorrow is an auspicious day for the zodiac, suitable for copying scriptures! Not today! Hey! And up! ”

As she spoke, she pushed the card and burst out laughing.

Li on the side saw that she was carried away, and hurriedly kicked her under the table.

Chen Wangshu was in pain, "Auntie, what are you kicking me for?" ”

"I'll do the math, today is an auspicious day for the zodiac, and it's suitable for punishing people! Chen Wangshu, do you see if you can do it, or do I do it? ”

Chen Wangshu followed the voice and looked towards the door, and immediately shuddered when he saw it, and stammered, "Daddy! Brother! Why did you come back? ”