Gu Yun was already indifferent to those sour Confucian poems, and when he saw Yu Jiao, he couldn't sit still, for him, listening to those literati compose poems was not as interesting as teasing Yu Jiao.

"You're here to hear your brother compose poetry?" Gu Yun stood on the barge, the afternoon sun was in full bloom, shining on his handsome cheeks, and his thick eyebrows and starry eyes became more and more handsome.

The girls who were staring at the lake pavilion on the surrounding painting boats all looked towards the revetment.

Yu Jiao nodded.

Gu Yun noticed the peeping eyes around him, frowned a little unhappily, lowered his head and said to Yu Jiao, "How can you see clearly from the pavilion while sitting in the painting boat?" Come here, and I'll take you into the pavilion. ”

Yu Jiao didn't expect him to say this, and looked at Gu Yun with some surprise in her eyes.

The pavilion in the center of the lake is full of men, and the girls who come to see the excitement are sitting in the painting boat in a regular manner, although she doesn't care about the number of etiquette, but she will not do such a unique thing.

She refused, "Thank you Gu Gongzi for your kindness, I can sit here and see clearly." ”

Gu Yun sneered lightly, a few days ago in the West Garden, she said such frivolous words, he still thought that she was not afraid of heaven and earth, she was not afraid of etiquette at all, and now she was pretending to follow the rules upside down.

He couldn't bear to keep his head down to talk to Yu Jiao, raised his foot and kicked the bow of the boat, "I have something to say to you, you come here." ”

Yu Jiao frowned, although she was a little upset and didn't want to deal with Gu Yun, but she was afraid of his arrogant temperament, and if she didn't want to do anything amazing, she hesitated, then stood up and walked out of the painting boat and walked to the bow of the boat.

The boatman has gone to the stern with great eyes.

Yu Jiao stood at the bow of the boat, looked up at Gu Yun, and asked, "What is Gu Gongzi looking for me?" ”

Gu Yun sighed lightly, "Why are you standing at the bow of the boat, you still have to bow your head?" ”

Yu Jiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Gu Yun grinned, "Little man." He lifted the hem of his clothes, half-squatted down, and said, "It's much more comfortable." ”

Yu Jiao took a deep breath, secretly told herself not to be angry, and asked lightly, "What does Gu Gongzi have to say to me?" ”

"You're sitting in the painting boat, and your neck hurts." Gu Yun said with disgust in his words.

Feelings called her out just so that she didn't have to bow her head? Where is she short? The draft of this painting boat is dozens of inches lower than that of the barge, and standing on the bow of the boat will naturally be much lower, Yu Jiao pursed her lips a little unhappily.

Gu Yun squatted in front of her, attracting a lot of people's side eyes, and Yu Jiao could even hear the whispered discussions around her.

She said with a cold face, "If Gu Gongzi is fine, I will go back." She didn't want to stand stupidly at the bow of the boat and amuse Gu Yun.

"Don't want the consultation fee?" Gu Yun took out two silver tickets from his sleeve and shook them in front of Yu Jiao's eyes.

Yu Jiao was about to turn around, looking at the silver ticket, she suddenly couldn't take a step, she did a mental construction for herself, and the corner of her lips pulled out a smirk, "It turns out that Gu Gongzi sent me a medical fee, thank you." ”

She reached out.

Gu Yun saw that her eyes lit up a little when she saw the silver ticket, so she put the silver ticket into her sleeve again, and smiled very poorly, "If you say something good and obedient to make the master happy, I will give it to you." ”

Yu Jiao: ......

Isn't this Gu Yunmo sick?

Gu Yun smiled and plucked his ears, looking like he was waiting to listen.

is so obedient that Yu Jiao can speak, but why should she tell Gu Yun?

She frowned and sneered, "I didn't expect your background to be so stingy, and even pay for a consultation so procrastinating, is the Hou Mansion out of money?" If you are shy, you can talk to me directly, and I will treat it as helping the poor. ”

Gu Yun heard her words, a trace of shame appeared on her face, this woman's mouth was really annoying.

"Lord wants you to help the poor? Spreading it out makes people laugh out of their big teeth! Gu Yun said angrily, "Isn't it just two hundred taels of medical fees, just give it to you." ”

He took out the consultation money he had just stuffed into his sleeve and handed it to Yu Jiao.

Yu Jiao quickly took it and stuffed it directly into her sleeve, her movements were smooth, without a trace of mud and water, as if the words of the Grand Duke who selflessly said that he wanted to help the poor just now did not come out of her mouth at all.

"You ......" Gu Yun realized that he had fallen for her radical method, so he gave her the consultation money so easily, gritted his teeth and exhaled, "You really see money!" ”

Yu Jiao didn't expect Gu Yun to be so straightforward, and gave her the money casually.

She smiled at Gu Yun, revealing her bright teeth, no less brilliant than the arc of Gu Yun's grin at her, "Although I love money, I take it in a good way, I just take what I deserve." ”

Her eyebrows and eyes are already smart, her apricot eyes are round and bright, and she is full of smiles at the moment.

Gu Yun's heart froze, and two words unexpectedly appeared in his mind, his eyes were bright, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

For a while, he even lost a little bit of anger, he pursed his lips and hummed, "Little wealth fan! ”

In the pavilion in the heart of the lake, Yu Qiyu saw that Yu Jiao was smiling brightly and movingly, and he was facing the man next to him, his face was slightly gloomy, and he clenched the wine glass on the low table.

If it weren't for the fact that the pavilion was still beating drums and passing flowers, he would have been unable to sit still.

Yu Qizhen pinched the wine glass, and his eyes still fell firmly on the two of them at the painting boat.

The man who spoke to Yu Jiao was sitting next to Yang Zhifu before, and Yu Jiao must have met him when he went to Yang Mansion to see a doctor before.

Yu Qiyu's peach blossom eyes were cold, staring at Yu Jiao's figure, and the idea of locking her up and never seeing outsiders again came to her mind.

Yu Jinshu on the side saw that he was absent-minded, his eyes flashed slightly, with the sound of the drum, the hydrangea passed to his hand, he held the hydrangea, did not pass it to Yu Jinyan for a long time, and stared at Yang Yuanchen, who was beating the drum with his back to everyone.

Just when Yang Yuanchen dropped the last blow and the drum sounded, Yu Jinshu crossed Yu Jinyan and threw the hydrangea into Yu Qiyu's arms with a very fast movement.

The drum stopped, Yang Yuanchen turned around, saw that the hydrangea was in Yu Qiyu's hand, and said with a smile, "Yu Wulang might as well make a Tibetan poem?" Hide your head in the autumn water of Bibo Lake. ”

He had the heart to teach Yu Qiyu to try Sister Yan'er's vision.

Yu Qishu glanced at Yu Jinshu lightly, Yu Jinshu smiled at him innocently, and said softly, "Fifth brother, don't blame me, there is no father and son on the battlefield." ”

Yu Qiyu picked up the hydrangea and put it on the table, glanced at Yu Jiao's direction, and then took the pen and dipped it in ink and wrote on the paper.

"Hey, it's your brother who is writing poetry this time." Gu Yun noticed the movement of the Huxin Pavilion and said to Yu Jiao.

Yu Jiao also looked towards the Huxin Pavilion, and saw that Yu Qiyu was hanging her head on the low table in front of him, writing quietly with a pen, she said, "How do you do a good Tibetan poem?" ”

In the past, several students were randomly pointing to a topic, but when Yu Qizhen came here, Yang Yuanchen suddenly increased the difficulty.

"I'm afraid your brother won't be able to do it?" Gu Yun sneered, "If he can't even write such a simple poem to hide his head, what kind of imperial examination will he take?" ”

Yu Jiao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and only stared at Yu Qizhen.

There is only one stick of incense time to compose a poem, and it cannot be written in a stick of incense, so it is not finished.

Fortunately, when there was still half an inch of incense left, Yu Qizhen stopped writing.