Wall.

Pei Xibao took a breath and smiled like a flower: "Didn't you come to me Pei Xibao on a desperate road?" ”

Guan is not stupid, it must be because Mrs. Pei refused the request, so she made this decision to ask Xiao Pearl to help.

"Twenty-eight is too much."

"Miss Pei's mouth is like a lion's big mouth." The ladies sneered.

"If it's excessive, I haven't said it yet." Pei Xibao raised his eyebrows and carelessly straightened the folds at the corners of his skirt.

She is not afraid of these people, not at all.

The maid's footsteps were already staggered on the edge of the pavilion: "Big lady, Mrs. Pei is here, and she is waiting by the path, saying that she is here to pick up Miss Pei." ”

Everyone wanted to talk but it was even clearer, the head of the Pei family had already arrived here but refused to meet, obviously there was no room for negotiation.

"Grandmother came to look for me, it's inconvenient to stay for a long time," Pei Xibao's ears were erected, and the flowers were placed on the coffee table, "This pot of colored begonias is indeed a rare treasure, but the powder is light purple and the color is dark, so it loses the beauty product, the fragrance is too depressed, and it hurts the elegance, it can only be regarded as a second grade, but it's a pity, leave it to the eldest lady to pamper it slowly." ”

She walked out of the pavilion without looking back.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and Pei Xibao is struggling, like fighting a beautiful turnaround.

Only the female dependents are left to look at each other - how does this Miss Pei seem to be ignorant and uneducated as the rumors say, and only know how to recruit cats and dogs?

As soon as the little girl came out of the corner, she saw Mrs. Pei waiting with a burnt face.

"Grandmother." She threw herself into her arms, hugged her arms, and kissed them.

"Those women, are they embarrassing you?" The old lady could not see their intentions.

Pei Xibao shook his head: "With grandmother here, how dare they?" The little girl's eyes rolled and she pulled down the crook of her arm, and whispered in her ear that she told her grandmother everything that had happened just now.

The old lady smiled at the tip of Pei Xibao's nose: "You have really become a little clever ghost." ”

People think carefully.

Pei Xibao patted his chest proudly, the thirteen commercial houses of Nanjun were stabilized by grandmother's hard work bit by bit, how could it be easy for others to divide up.

The Eight Horses will come to a successful conclusion in the Spring Feast.

Tonight the lights are on.

Pei's family is bustling.

Although it was a celebration and did not invite others, Li Chongxiao's presence was already shining, and the laughter in the hall never stopped.

The Humble Vine Garden seems to have been untouched by any infection, secluded and peaceful.

The young man was reading books by candlelight in the middle of the room, and under the eaves there were one or two spring insects chirping, kicking and trampling, and the sound of horses' hooves around the garden from far and near.

Yan Qi's fingertips half-touched the pages of the book, jingling bells, it was the sound of feathers, followed by a crunching sound.

The young man was not bored and got up and "creaked" to open the door, and sure enough, he was chewing the carrot beautifully, while Pei Xibao was sitting on the stone steps in front of the door, and he was very happy.

She changed out of the cherry shirt of the horse, and now she is wearing a green Luo skirt like Ling Yan Spring Water in the depths of the lotus flower.

Yan Qi saw her smiling and groaning, and didn't want to close the door, Pei Xibao quickly pulled a carrot and stuffed it into the crack of the door, "click", stuck.

He pretended not to pay attention and returned to the hall, and the little girl probed her brain and followed in: "Yanqi, don't you go to the front hall, it's lively." ”

There was a banquet at home, and many merchants who wanted to deal with the Pei family were busy sending congratulatory gifts.

"It's not about me."

Yan Qi blocked his vision, as if he hadn't done anything to make the entire Eight Horses Club a sensation today.

"Where does it matter," Pei Xibao jumped onto the boy's bed, revealing the embroidered shoes outlining pearls and swaying, "The Jockey Club has your credit," she propped up her face, "Lord Taishou is impressed with you, no, the whole Nanjun knows about you Yanqi." ”

Yan Qi's eyes lifted from the book, glanced at the beautiful little girl and buried it again, she was still holding the red jade coral hairpin, Pei Xibao probably didn't know how beautiful and moving she was on the horse farm today, and how envious she was.

Coldness.

Pei Xibao Nunu only felt that chatting with Lord Yan would only suffocate himself, no, there were footsteps outside, and it was Yuechan's when he heard it.

"Miss," the maid didn't push the door, but only dared to call, "The third master, please go to the front hall with Yan Qi to meet Li Taishou." ”

Pei Xibao smiled.

Lo and behold, the time has come.

After three rounds of drinking in the front hall, the men were already confused, and no one could stop them, especially Li Chongxiao and Pei Sheng, who were brothers who were born and died, and the old lady Pei and several female dependents on the side couldn't help laughing when they looked at it.

The lights outside the hall were shining, and Pei Xibao had already entered the hall with Yan Qi.

The little girl was thin-skinned, and immediately hid in the old lady's arms.

Li Chongxiao saw the person clearly: "Yanqi." ”

The boy was still kneeling at the foot of the hall.

"Exactly."

"Good skills." Li Taishou did not hesitate to praise and gesture back, tonight he was not only invited to the banquet, but also wanted to see this young man.

"It's too ridiculous." Yan Qi clenched his fists.

Li Chongxiao's drunken eyes narrowed, he remembered that the last time Fu Ying's murder of Pei Sheng was exposed, it was also this young man who helped, wearing an inky robe, and his whole body was full of coldness and coldness that was not happy with the world.

Teenagers are not things in the pool.

"I heard Pei Sheng say that you are originally from the land of Western Slaughter, and you have been with horses since you were a child, but I don't know where you learned this riding and archery martial arts?" From Yan Qi's archery skills and saving Pei Xibao in danger at the racecourse, it can be seen that his skills are extraordinary.

"If you go back to Lord Taishou, Yanqi's family is in charge of escorting the horse team of the Benshan Battalion, practicing martial arts at the age of five, and practicing archery at the age of eight, but it's just a skin." The teenager answered fluently.

Li Chongxiao nodded again and again when he heard this: "Okay, it's really good," he hooked up with Master Pei San, "He is your life-saving benefactor for the Pei family, and this kindness must be repaid." ”

Lord Taishou thought about it: "I think that if you recognize him as a righteous son, in the future, I won't be able to lose you Pei Sheng!" He slapped Master Pei San twice on the chest.

If such a good seedling is not cultivated, it will not be a tyrannical thing.

The ladies were stunned when they heard this, although Yan Qi was outstanding, after all, he was just a slave, and suddenly thought that Yizi had become a child of the third old man's family, was this a bit - Fang and Aunt Zhao glanced at each other, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Mrs. Pei.

I saw that the old ancestor was silent, teasing Pei Xibao, as if he didn't hear it.

Pei Sheng pondered, his eyes swept across his mother's face, but the words were directed at the young man: "Yanqi, are you willing?" He asked more.

Wherever these words are placed, it is good luck that others can't ask for, as the righteous son of the Pei family, that is more confident and identity than the true young master of whose family you are.

Yan Qi's face changed, the corners of his lips tightened and stopped, and even his fingertips involuntarily pinched his sleeves.

"I'm afraid—" I can't climb high.

It's just that before he finished his words, suddenly a petite green-shirted figure rushed to him like a butterfly and covered his mouth.