Chapter 70: The Poetry Society

"Third Miss, Uncle has prepared a carriage at the front door, just waiting for you and Second Miss!" Songluo's voice came into the house: "Xiliuyuan is far away after all, and the uncle said that he should go out early." ”

Qiuyun went out to look, Songluo was still outside the door, and when she saw Qiuyun, she frowned: "You are the Qiuyun girl next to the third miss, hurry up and urge the third miss, the second miss has arrived, just wait for her." ”

"Brother Songluo, please return to Uncle, our young lady has already gotten up, and it will be over later!" Qiu Yun hurriedly stuffed a silver coin to him: "It's just a meager tea money, don't dislike Brother Songluo." ”

"It's all for the master, no, no!" Songluo insisted on returning the silver to Qiuyun: "The third lady has just returned to the house, and there are many places to use silver!" ”

"That's what our young lady means, Brother Songluo will take it!" Qiu Yun smiled at Songluo and didn't take the silver bill: "I'll go and ask the young lady to come out." ”

Yan Zhenzhen got up a long time ago, she is a person who practices martial arts, where will she be lazy?

Before Songluo came, she had already walked around the yard twice to whip the whip.

Yan Qing rode a horse, his green horse snorted, kept lifting his front hooves, and saw Yan Zhenzhen coming over with Siyun: "Zhenzhen, go to Xiliuyuan for about an hour, you and Jiajia can sleep in the car for a while, and when we get to the place, I will call you." ”

Yan Zhenzhen got into the car, Yan Jiajia squinted and pretended to sleep, so she directly said that Yan Jiajia was nothing, and chatted with Yan Qing, who was riding a horse outside the carriage, with the curtain: "Big brother, can everyone go to this West Sixth Garden?" What's inside? ”

"Xiliuyuan is the periphery of the royal hunting ground, it is the house of a sinner in the previous dynasty, and in this dynasty, it has become a garden, for people to visit the garden, gatherings, etc., I often gather here with my classmates, and Jiajia often participates in the sorority here." Yan Qing only spoke briefly.

"There's such a thing as a sorority?" Yan Zhenzhen glanced at Yan Jiajia who was pretending to be asleep, where are her eyelids closed tightly when she is asleep? For those who fall asleep, their breathing must be long and even, but Yan Jiajia does not meet one of the criteria: "Aren't Yan Jiajia's sisters the four of us?" We just sat in Fangzhoudu......"

This mud leg, who wants to be a sister to her? Yan Jiajia heard Yan Zhenzhen comment on the Sisterhood, and her breath was confused, where can she continue to pretend? Immediately opened his eyes, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, yawned, lowered his voice in Yan Zhenzhen's ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "This is a poetry meeting mainly to appreciate Hanlian, also known as Hanlian Poetry Club, and the aria is also related to Hanlian." Sister Zhenzhen, do you know what Hanlian is? In a place like Maverick Village, you're afraid you've never heard of what Hanlian is, right? I didn't expect you to answer either. ”

"Vera, the so-called sorority refers to the mutual invitation between your girlfriends in the boudoir. Not really sisters anymore. Yan Qing explained patiently.

"I see." Yan Zhenzhen put down the curtain and sat back opposite Yan Jiajia: "I don't know what Hanlian is, whether it is round or flat, since it is a reward for Hanlian, don't you know if you go?" ”

Yan Jiajia's eyes were full of disdain, and he said contemptuously: "Even if you know what Hanlian is, so what? Can't change the fact that you're a vulgar mud leg! Compared to your ignorance and vulgarity, I am more like a mother's child. ”

"Because you are not your mother's child, you can only be like her, and even if I am a mud leg who can't read a word, I am my mother's child, and I don't need to be similar." Yan Zhenzhen was not provoked by Yan Jiajia at all, on the contrary, she could distort Yan Jiajia's facial features with a few words: "Take out the mirror and look at your ugly appearance!" Just like you, you still want to look like a mother? Still trying to rob my fiancΓ©? ”

Yan Jiajia twisted the handkerchief, and gritted her back molars: "Yan Zhenzhen, if you go back to where you came from now, you can go back with all your tails, otherwise, even if your mother protects you, you can't protect it." ”

"You're not sleepy, I'm sleepy!" Yan Zhenzhen leaned on the pillow in the car, lazily: "If you want to go for an hour, you plan to just look at me for an hour?" I advise you not to look at it, if you are jealous of my natural beauty, then I will not be unlucky again? ”

"Just you? Born beautiful? Yan Jiajia covered his mouth and laughed in a low voice, and the vicious color in his eyes was not concealed at all: "It's the first time I've seen someone like you who has no self-knowledge, but it's not surprising that you've lived in the countryside for a long timeβ€”β€”"

Yan Zhenzhen took out a small silver coin from her sleeve and threw it to Yan Jiajia: "The face-changing performance is good, sister rewards you." ”

"You want to reward me? What are you? Yan Jiajia only felt that she couldn't breathe, and almost couldn't help but pick up the silver coin and throw it back at Yan Zhenzhen, she picked up the small silver coin and smiled at Yan Zhenzhen: "In a place like the poetry club, you still need to compete for talent, third sister, this kind of thing, others can't help you, you ask for more blessings, the style of this silver coin is quite exquisite, it was your mother who beat you, right?" If you take it and waste it, I'll laugh at it for you. ”

The silver was originally intended by Yao Qingyun to give to Yan Jiajia in private, but it was robbed by Yan Zhenzhen.

took Yao Qingyun's silver to smash Yan Jiajia, but Yan Jiajia was still happy.

Outside Xiliuyuan, a lot of carriages were parked, and as soon as Yan Qing arrived, someone immediately asked him who was in the carriage: "Brother Ai Fang, this time Hanlian Poetry Meeting, did Miss Ling Yan'er also come?" My friend came to Beijing from other places, and he has heard of Lingmei's reputation for a long time, and he has long wanted to see it. ”

Yan Jiajia smiled smugly at Yan Zhenzhen, quietly sat up straight, and raised her chin.

Yan Zhenzhen leaned on the pillow and glanced at her: "No one sees you, what are you pretending?" Aren't you tired of acting? ”

"My name is Woman's appearance, virtue and grace, do you understand?" Yan Jiajia proudly straightened her back: "You are a mud leg, and you are blind to your current identity!" ”

Yan Zhenzhen just pouted!

De Jong Yangong, what is it?

Can you eat or drink?

"Brother Helin, my second sister and third sister are here today." Yan Qing coughed dryly.

"Second Miss Yan is your second sister, and your third sister is your sister in the third room, isn't she still alive?" He Changyue couldn't help but be surprised when she heard that there were actually two Miss Yan in the car.

"No, the second sister is the adopted daughter recorded in my mother's name, and the third sister is my own sister, she has been lost for more than ten years......" Yan Qing coughed dryly, and the words were quite slurred, as if it was a little difficult to speak: "My third sister - please bear with me!" ”

"Your vulgar and savage third sister is here too!" Yao Qingyun's sarcastic voice came from behind them, and he didn't save half of his face.

Yan Qing's face was a little embarrassed: "Brother Beiqiu, why are you like this?" ”

Yao Qingyun snorted: "I can't afford you to call me a brother!" ”