On the Huishui River, the next day of the son-in-law.

Early in the morning, Brother Xiao pulled the crossbowman out of the inn.

Xiaodao's eye circles are dark, probably because he didn't sleep well last night.

Who's calling it to be in bed with a big man?

As soon as the two arrived at the bridge, they saw Old Man Murong and Luke at the front of the crowd from a distance.

Brother Xiao scolded casually, "Don't these two guys have to sleep, they came so early, and there is no one to join in the fun..."

The crossbowman gave a roll of his eyes, you were busy coming out early in the morning, just to buy a decent outfit, and embarrassed to talk about others.

Someone in front of the crowd shouted, "Brother Xiao, Brother Crossbow... Hurry up and come here, my brother and Lu Xiake have reserved a place for you..."

Brother Xiao looked at the old man who was disrespectful, and with a full mouthful of promises, he took the crossbow man and drilled into the crowd.

Today's crowd is not as crowded as yesterday, I think it's still early.

The four of them exchanged a few words in front. There were official ships coming on the river, just like yesterday. Behind the two official ships, the whispering boat was followed, and the woman's laughter could be heard from afar.

The two teams of assassins sat in the pavilion.

The voice of the summoner sounded on the stage:

"Please Miss Gou Si on stage..."

The crowd began to be agitated, and a woman was supported on stage by a maid, and the woman gently lifted the silk silk on her face. She is a very eye-catching big girl, tall, but not the kind of thin one. The facial features are distinct, although they are not very exquisite, but on the face of the goose egg, it highlights a rare charm, which makes people want to look away from it.

The woman waved the blue light gauze pleated skirt on her body, walked to the front of the stage, and spoke by mouth, "Ladies and gentlemen, sons of families, little women Gou Huanhuan, this is polite." Saying that, the woman bowed her head, and then chuckled: "The rules of the little girl are the same as those of the big sister, simple and clear. If anyone can use their skills to win the applause of the house and win my approval, then the assessment will be over, and the latecomers will not participate again. ”

After Gou Huanhuan finished speaking, he signaled that the people in the audience could start, and stepped aside.

The crowd almost didn't react, is it that simple. While they were still talking, someone took the stage.

The man who came was a bearded man with a wine jug in his hand, and he staggered to the stage.

There was ridicule from the audience:

"Drunken hero, are you drinking too much again, coming out to play drunk."

"Drunk old seven, I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm so bold, hurry down, don't lose my face from the rivers and lakes..."

Hearing the ridicule, the man was unmoved, and raised his head and poured several sips of wine. With a smile on his face, he said to Gou Huanhuan: "Fourth Miss, since Drunk is on stage, he has such a skill that he wants to show you, you won't mind, right?" ”

Gou Huanhuan replied with a smile, obviously letting him be casual.

The man was immediately overjoyed, and the wine jug in his hand was thrown high, and he started punching on the stage. The body is shaking, fists and palms are out, it seems to be chaotic, but it is like a tiger out of the mountain, and the wind suddenly rises, attracting the crowd in the audience to be amazed again and again, this is the so-called drunken boxing.

From opening to closing, it can be described as smooth. When the flask fell, he had already closed his fist, his whole body spun, and he kicked the flask with his toes, and a stream of wine left from the lake and landed right in his mouth.

The jug was empty, and he was already in the spout.

The crowd shouted "enjoyable".

Gou Huanhuan's eyes were hard to break, a trace of regret crossed his eyes, and he opened his mouth to talk about the next one. The man left with the pot, but it was quite chic.

Love in the world is like this, if you don't like it, you don't like it, where is there any care, and the truth of holding on.

is too hypocritical, but it only increases the saliva of others.

Someone in the audience took the stage again, with the lofty ambitions of the children of the family, but in the end, they didn't have a few pounds and a few taels, and they left the scene angrily after being ridiculed, their eyes were resentful, and even the beauty couldn't give a smile; There are heroes in the rivers and lakes who show their skills, but they are also mostly fancy fists and embroidered legs, compared to the drunk old seven really called it lifting a stone to hit his own feet, and he was still dissatisfied.

Brother Xiao has naturally become more stable since last night's troubles, and he doesn't want to make any more jokes. But the people around him have suffered, this guy has been encouraging others to take the stage, whether he knows it or not, he is forced to run away. There are those who can't stand it, so they ran on stage in a rage, and the result is conceivable, either hitting a wall or becoming a laughing stock.

The guy was smiling from ear to ear.

The three crossbowmen will not be affected by him, anyway, it is lively to watch, you have to send fun to everyone, look at it, what is there to do. However, the premise is that you don't come to mess with me, otherwise you will taste what is sinister in the rivers and lakes.

Brother Xiao is also interesting, and he didn't touch the mold, otherwise it would not be possible for the three of them to fight together...

On the stage, Gou Huanhuan had sent someone to move a chair and sit down, this good show came out one after another, but none of them could satisfy her, she shook her head helplessly.

After a scholar looked like a child of a family left the scene disappointed, the stage was deserted. Gou Huanhuan whispered a joke to the maid beside her...

Tingzi Gou Thorn Shi's face was a little ugly, and he found a royal history son for the baker, but looking at his own family, he really didn't understand the young man's thoughts, and after thinking about it, he simply joked with a few ladies beside him.

Here in the Bao family, there is a fat boy in the pavilion, talking and laughing at several prospective mothers-in-law. Miss Bao next to him rolled her eyes from time to time, she couldn't listen to it a little, and she had to quietly come to Lan Finger Pinch last time, this is really a woman's nature.

And the bag of thorns has always had an old face, and the wine jugs in front of the table have been empty for several times.

Just when Gou Huanhuan was bored on stage, there was a noise from behind the crowd. A shabby scholar was squeezed out by the crowd.

The scholar was squeezed to the front of the crowd, and just next to the four crossbowmen, he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he was supported by the Taoist with his hand, and the scholar raised his head to thank him and walked towards the stage.

The tattered clothes on his body are a little more dazzling than the son of the family who is full of gorgeous clothes.

The scholar stood on the high platform, bowed to everyone, turned to look at Gou Huanhuan, and said: "Fourth Miss, Mr. Downcast in the countryside outside the city of Xiafuzhou, rushed to Nanyun to participate in the Yanli big exam. Today, I happened to catch up with the fourth lady's big event, I just wanted to see the excitement and see the world, but I wanted to say more, so I was forced to go on stage by a few heroes, I was really ashamed. ”

Gou Huanhuan turned around when she heard this, and said coldly: "Since she has no choice but to take the stage, she doesn't want to leave quickly, Miss Ben doesn't want to waste more time." ”

The scholar was embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Since you are on the stage, you have the mentality of wanting to give it a try." If what you just said offends Miss Four, please don't worry about Miss Four. ”

Gou Huanhuan turned the coldness just now, "Oh... So what is there to show sir, please give it a try. ”

The scholar smiled, took out a brush that was held in a reflective way between his sleeves, and said, "Please also ask the fourth lady to give the paper inkstone to use." ”

Scholar, this is the most expensive thing on the poor, and this pen is the most expensive thing.

Gou Huanhuan motioned to the maid beside him, and after a while, a table of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone was placed on the stage, and there was much more to talk to the scholar.

The scholar was a little surprised, like Gou Huanhuan thanked him.

Flick your sleeves in front of the table, grind and paint.

The pen was his own, and he only ignored the famous pens on the table.

As he painted, he looked at the banks of the Huishui River under the high platform.

The pen is shining, the landscape is pictures, and the people on the shore. The detailed description in each scene, the mountains, rocks and trees, the figure and demeanor of each person. On that painting post, which is only one foot long, it can be displayed so vividly.

As soon as the painting was finished, Gou Huanhuan was already dumbfounded.

The scholar took back the brush in his hand, and his face was not happy, but a little regretful.

He opened his mouth and said: "Fourth Miss, my early winter scene on the bank of the Huishui River is made in the imagination of your thorn painting of the spring sun. But Xiaosheng didn't feel that something was missing, maybe he hadn't seen the real handiwork of the fourth lady. ”

Gou Huanhuan didn't seem to hear what the scholar said, and kept staring at the painting, wanting to see what was going on. Suddenly, she said, "Mr. Pen is borrowed." ”

After that, the scholar took out the brush again, and before he could hand it over, he was snatched away.

Gou Huanhuan depicted a figure on the river very seriously, standing at the head of the bridge in the river, the breeze blowing, and the figure danced on the bridge.

The scholar was shocked and sighed at the genius of the fourth lady. As everyone knows, the woman in front of him has already developed feelings for him.

He was about to speak, when a voice came into his eardrums, "Sir, would you like to paint a few more beautiful landscapes for the little woman..."

Shusheng looked vivid, took the reflective brush in Naqian's hand, and said, "Fourth Miss, of course Xiaosheng is happy." However, the high bar of Zhumen is afraid of gossip. On the day when you earn fame, you will marry a beautiful woman again. ”

Gou Huanhuan's face blushed, but she didn't force her words, "The little girl wants to know Mr. Da's name." ”

The scholar smiled, brushed his sleeves and wrote on the painting:

Ning Feng Huishui left a painting on the high platform and gave it to the fourth lady.

After writing, the scholar turned around and left the stage, and his beloved brush was placed on the table with the painting.

The scholar stopped in front of the next small road, and arched his hand: "Little Zhenren, if he can meet again in the future, Ning should learn the rules of the rivers and lakes and have a drink with you... No, several, hundreds. ”

The crossbowman nodded. He smiled and walked through the crowd that had moved out of the way.

The beauty on the stage was already crying, holding a brush in her hand, and muttering: "I'll wait for you..."

As soon as he moved, he fell in love, and he was determined for life at a glance. Even if it's a passer-by, I only like that person...

Although Gou Huanhuan failed to retain the person he liked, he retained the heart of the person he liked, and that person was Yan Li's later first-class scholar...

In the afternoon of Huishui River, the sun is still as hot as yesterday, but the crowd is full of stone bridges early, and a large group of people are watching on the riverbank, which is really lively.

A woman on the stage has been waiting for a long time. The woman wore a female official costume, wore a small blue and white crown, and hung a small order from the county government at her waist. I don't have the delicate posture of yesterday, and the face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes is heroic.

The woman coughed lightly, flipped the gentleman's folding fan in her hand, and said: "Everyone, Bao Qianqian, the commander of Xiachengwu County, is here to pay a visit." ”

After the woman finished speaking, there was a joke from the audience:

"Miss Bao Er is really handsome."

"Yes, yes, the Bao County Order is really majestic..."

"Why didn't Bao Assassin Shi retire and give way, and let Miss Bao be the Nanba Assassin History."

……

In the pavilion, Bao Shili spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he was so angry that he was incoherent...

Bao Qianqian looked at the crowd in the audience, her eyes were slightly condensed, and she said with a smile: "You have no intention of speaking, I have never heard of it as my father." As she spoke, she glanced at her father, and the crowd suddenly fell silent. With a flick of the folding fan in his hand, he continued, "Listen to me about this rule. Her eyes were playful, "Yan Li has ten torturous tortures that are used against some villains who do not admit their guilt. I'm sure you've heard of it before... The little girl thought about it, wouldn't it be wonderful if Lang Jun could resist these ten tortures in the future. Therefore, the evaluation rules are like this, if the person who comes to power is tortured, if he can leave happily. Please come to me Chengwu to take charge, why not marry him. ”

With that, the guards put on all kinds of torture instruments.

Bao Qianqian Fan Invitation...

Everyone in the audience is retreating...