Chapter Seventy-One: I Have a Length

Outside the carriage, Yao Qingyun and Yan Qing each made a fuss.

He Changyue couldn't interject, so she had to step aside.

In the carriage, Yan Zhenzhen was not affected by the outside at all: "I don't care what kind of virtue and merit you have, I ask you a question!" ”

Yan Jiajia sat upright, as if giving alms: "I'm in a good mood, you ask." ”

Yan Zhenzhen didn't care about her attitude, so she asked, "Didn't you say that grandmother has passed away?" Why is there an old lady in Qinglan Courtyard? Grandmother too? ”

"You are close to your grandfather, and you don't even know it?" Yan Jiajia couldn't help but wonder, the matter of the old lady of Qinglan Yuan was not a secret in Rongguo.

"If you get closer, you have to know?" Yan Zhenzhen glanced at Jiajia obliquely: "I don't want to say pull down." ”

Yan Jiajia said: "When our eldest princess grandmother was young, she followed her grandfather to fight on the battlefield, injured the roots, and has not come out for many years, she put the most loyal personal female official around her as a concubine for her grandfather, and after the grandmother died, she was set up as a successor, so with the current old lady, she is in the courtyard to cultivate, basically not out of Qinglan Courtyard, and there is no need for the younger generation to visit, you just treat her as if she does not exist." ”

"Obviously a big living person? How do I when she doesn't exist? Yan Zhenzhen sighed, when Zhou Bo talked about her grandmother's death, she didn't remember the old lady's section.

She should have remembered it and asked Uncle Zhou together.

"It is said that it is Qing Xiu, but in fact, after the death of the eldest princess's grandmother, the old lady took the cultivation and was considered a monk! If you have a little conscience, don't mention the old lady in front of your grandfather! Don't disturb her Qingxiu! The grandmother who is generally mentioned is the grandmother of the deceased eldest princess, and the old lady is the step-grandmother. Yan Jiajia said disgustedly: "My mother has taught you, my father's younger brothers and their wives are uncles and aunts, you scream nonsense, and no one corrects you!" ”

"With so many names, where can I remember them?" Yan Zhenzhen was annoyed and angry, and directly refused to admit that she was wrong: "If I am wrong, how can they not remind me?" If the two aunts don't say it, forget it, if the fourth sister and the fifth sister don't say it, you won't say it either? Big sister doesn't say it either? ”

Mud legs! Yan Jiajia's eyes showed disgust.

Bang bang bang!

Yan Qing gently knocked on the carriage of the carriage: "Second sister, third sister, it's already here, you guys come down." ”

Qingzhu stepped forward to lift the curtain, and the first to come out was the weak and lovely Yan Jiajia, seeing her come out, many admiring eyes around her.

Yan Jiajia, the second lady of Yanfu, is famous, she is excellent in both piano and chess, and her appearance is like a fairy in a painting, and many people admire her.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately became the focus of attention of the young masters of various families.

The last one to appear was Yan Zhenzhen, who needed the help of the maid, so she jumped off while holding on to the wheel.

Yan Zhenzhen's appearance is beautiful, without Yan Jiajia's beauty, and her facial features are more like Mrs. Yan. Her action of getting out of the car is compared with Yan Jiajia's action of getting out of the car, compared with the two people, in the eyes of others, the two Miss Yan are simply worlds apart.

"Such a formless woman, is actually the third lady of Yanfu? I think she's the unfavored adopted daughter, right? ”

"If it is the concubine of the Yan family's big house, which one is not pampered?"

"Miss Yan brought two girls, and Miss Third brought four! Even if she carries ten or eight, she can't compare to one of Miss Yan'er's toes. ”

The surrounding discussion is one after another!

Yan Qing looked at Yan Zhenzhen embarrassedly: "Zhenzhen, how do you think this is good?" ”

Yan Zhenzhen said indifferently: "They are telling the truth, don't you also agree with it?" ”

"That's a family thing, it's not like that outside! I won't leave you alone! Yan Qing's face was a little uncomfortable, recognition is recognition, and he was closer to Yan Jiajia, but outside, they were all surnamed Yan, and they couldn't write a single word, or the face of Yanfu was more important.

"Looks like you're still a little self-aware!" A young man in a blue treasure flower robe sneered directly: "I heard that you still want to steal the marriage contract with Miss Jiajia?" You have such virtue, how can we Yao Shizi take a fancy to you? ”

"Qin Yonghui, pay attention to your wording!" Yan Qing took a quick look at Yan Zhenzhen, the marriage contract originally belonged to Yan Zhenzhen, she should rob it, and it was not wrong if she didn't rob it.

"Master Yan, what I said is right, Yao Shizi said a long time ago, Miss Jiajia will not marry." Qin Yonghui is good friends with Yao Qingyun, where will he give Yan Zhenzhen face? Besides, before coming here, Yao Shizi explained that he wanted to give Miss Yan San a faceless.

Yao Qingyun on the side had a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "My heart belongs to Miss Jiajia, as for you, Miss Yansan ......"

"What about me, I'm a person, I don't know how to learn, but I have a strength, and you can't help me even if you rack your brains." Yan Zhenzhen looked at Yao Qingyun, now they haven't even entered the door of the West Sixth Garden!

This weak waste, just think he can stump her?

She only needs to raise her hand, and she can make Yao Qingyun not even enter the door of the West Sixth Garden.

"Yo? Does Miss Yansan still have strengths? Tell me about it! Qin Yonghui's face was full of disdain, he glanced at Yan Zhenzhen from the corner of his eye, stepped on Yan Zhenzhen, and praised Gao Yan Jiajia, Yao Shizi would be very happy.

"My strengthβ€”are you sure you want to see it?" Yan Zhenzhen smiled at Qin Yonghui.

The people around looked at Yan Zhenzhen and Qin Yonghui!

Some people have already heard of Yan Zhenzhen's vulgar and rude under the deliberate propaganda of some people, and most people look at Yan Zhenzhen as if they are watching a joke.

Yan Jiajia smiled decently and said gently: "Zhen Zhen, what are your strengths, everyone wants to see it!" Could it be that Yan Zhenzhen really listened to her casual words about competing for talents?

The poetry club hasn't officially started yet!

The poetry party has not yet begun!

Many people have already "knew" that there is a rude, rude, and willful Miss Yansan in Yanfu.

Now this Miss Yan San keeps claiming that she has strengths, and people with different thoughts around her, where do you not know how to add fuel to the fire?

"Qin Gongzi, ask Miss Yan San to show her strengths, so that I can wait to be convinced!"

"Miss Yansan, I don't know what your strengths are?"

"Everybody wait and see! You might as well open our eyes! ”

Yan Zhenzhen smiled softly and said generously: "Okay, I'll let you see my strengths now!" Especially you, the son of Qin! When I met for the first time, I was aggressive with the woman who was not out of the cabinet! Shall I be rude to reciprocate? ”

No one understood what Yan Zhenzhen was saying!

"It's the first time we met, but it doesn't prevent me from waiting for a long time to talk about the name of the third lady!" Qin Yonghui laughed: "Miss Yansan, you should hurry up and show your strengths!" Don't delay everyone to participate in the poetry meeting! Once the Han Lian is in full bloom, today's event will be missed. ”

"I'll tell you right now!" Seeing Yan Zhenzhen's hand shake, the long whip was quickly drawn from his sleeve like a long snake towards the proud Qin Yonghui.

Bang bang bang.

Yan Zhenzhen was just playing, her wrist moved lightly, and a red mark appeared on the grinning Qin Yonghui's face. The blue treasure flower on his body was torn in several places, revealing the pale blue undershirt inside.

A woman's exclamation was heard in the distance: "Oh my God, in front of the public, what do I see?" ”

"It's going to be a long needle......

"Ascending the Disciple ......"