Song Jiaqi saw that Song Jiayao was in the limelight, and she was very unhappy, she was a young lady raised in Zhuangzi who knew what Danqing, it was not a trick, but it was ridiculous that Nangong Jin actually touched that slut with singing and drinking.

"What does Brother Lin think?" Song Jiaqi deliberately gave the conversation to Lin An, stubbornly believing that Lin An would be able to see the essence of Song Jiayao's chest, and disliked Song Jiayao even more.

I don't know where Song Jiayao got the confidence, Lin An, who was named by name, was suddenly speechless Since childhood, he has studied the Four Books and Five Classics and read the calligraphy of gold, silver and bronze landscape ink paintings, although he is fine but he can't get through, and he has the advantage of being an official and has no intention of putting too much effort into Danqing.

"Sister Jiaqi, I really can't say why I'm here." Song Jiaqi was stunned when these words came out, but Lin An is still a person with a mind, there is no need to show off in front of people and make people laugh at him if he doesn't understand, not to mention that the owner of the thing is here, there is no need to guess.

"If this person has to do something, it will not be in vain to waste this Danqing talent" After a long time, Song Jiayao said such a sentence, and at the same time, the lonely person now seems to have the heart to love talent and say such a recommendation.

"Miss Song Er has a high opinion of this person."

"There is no evaluation, this person has a thousand faces, and the little girl just has some feelings when she sees this side."

"Why is this touching people's hearts again, my good sister, are you answering the question like this?" Seeing that she didn't move back to the first game here, Song Jiaqi jumped even more and threw out the problem directly, hoping that Song Jiayao would suffer.

can think of people's hearts, but they also see Lin An, wasn't they just blinded by Lin An's appearance in their previous life? made up his mind, he really pitied this scholar now, but he didn't dare to evaluate, can the excellence of one side represent everything? Can you be a good official if you can draw Danqing well, just like Lin An, he may be a good waiter, but he is definitely not a good husband for himself.

"I'm sure he's a good painter, but I can be sure of this person through his identity as a painter, sister, do you understand?" Song Jiayao seriously told Song Jiaqi word by word, and Song Jiaqi was defeated and retreated.

"Jia Yao, what are you doing so loudly all of a sudden." Wang Xi made a move to support Song Jiayao, and while angry at his daughter's lack of anger, he cursed Song Jiayao for being in the limelight.

"Yo, it's so lively, can I still catch up with the orgasm now?" Song Anguo, who was notified to come back, finally returned at this time, and Song Feng, who was on the seat, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't know what was wrong with him staying here, and suddenly there was a feeling that the court was listening to the verbal wars of those civil officials.

Song Anguo's timely rescue made many people feel at ease, and Lin An was the first to bear the brunt, and finally he didn't have to be a hard bench.

"This painting is so familiar." Who knew that as soon as Song Anguo came back, he put this on the Danqing fan, causing Lin An to frown for a while.

"I don't know what unique insight General Song has." Nangong Jin said and glanced at Song Jiayao next to him intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's not a big opinion, but I want the little marquis to introduce this painter, if you package it well, you can think of it and be priceless."

Hearing Song Anguo's proposal, Song Jiayao was stunned Why didn't she think of it? This scholar Chen Yan died early in his previous life, and he left few paintings, but he once left a pair of Danqing screen fans in Luohong Pavilion, which can be called a national treasure in the world, and was photographed for 10,000 taels of gold.

Saying that, Song Anguo pulled Nangong Jin and said, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today, there is just a little thing to do in the garrison camp, let's go find someone now." ”

Nangong Jinpi, who was pulled, didn't smile, but he knew that Song Anguo would not have good intentions for him, and he kissed Song Jiayao that night, but Song Anguo had done it.

"Then since this painting is sent to the second miss and thinks that the market is priceless, then give it to the second miss." said that Nangong Jin still left the fan to Song Jiayao, it was rare that she had something she liked, and it was a Pomeranian smile when she gave it, thinking that Zheng Dai still gave a good thing.

"This ......" is not only Song Jiayao, at this time, whether it is Song Feng or Wang Xi or even Song Jiaqi and Lin An, they are all stunned, which one is this suddenly, but Lin An still didn't speak, after all, it was a private matter and he also sent the painting out, and he was not sure if Nangong Jin knew it.

Song Jiaqi on the side looked angry, what does this mean, a broken fan is disdainful, compared to Brother Lin's things are a thousand times better and ten thousand times better, so self-comforting, but what will happen when Chen Yan is packaged by Song Anguo and priceless?

Song Jiayao was even more amused in her heart, but since it was a good thing, she had no reason not to accept it, "Thank you, wait for peace." ”

At this time, only Song Anguo knew in his heart that Nangong Jin, the bastard, must be thinking about his sister, thinking of Nangong Jin's apprentice-like behavior last time, even if he was a traverser, he couldn't bear such Meng Lang, not to mention his sister was even more unwilling.

The fan entered Song Jiayao's hand, Nangong Jin was naturally satisfied, even if he was led out by Song Anguo, it didn't matter, Lin An then resigned and left, only to make Song Feng dizzy.

"Nangong Jin, don't beat my sister's idea, don't say that you are sending fans, gold fans, silver fans, my sister will not get used to it."

Compared with Song Anguo's anger, Nangong Jin even seemed to be an old god, "It makes sense, I'll try to send a gold fan and a silver fan next time, if Jia Yao really doesn't like it, then I'll send the jade fragrant wood agate, see if she likes it, by the way, it can also cultivate feelings." ”

said, especially the thoughtful and serious look made Song Anguo angry, but he couldn't reply.

"So what, you're talking today, it's just a broken fan now."

But Jiayao said that the market is priceless, and what she thinks is good, she will naturally give it. And aren't we making the fan fit your sister's heart? Saying that, Nangong Jin smiled slightly, "Song Anguo, I'm afraid you don't know her better than me." ”

"It's useless to understand no matter how much you know, Nangong Jin asks you to put your heart back in your stomach." Saying that, Song Anguo looked at Nangong Jin angrily as if provocative.

"My sister is the best, unique, and no one deserves it."

"Yes, she is the best, so she deserves all the best in the world, I think the best should be in her, then she thinks the best is even better." Saying that, Nangong Jin's eyes lit up, and her woman deserves the best in the world.

At this moment, Nangong Jin did not realize her name for Song Jiayao in her heart. was blushing and heartbeating by his own love words, but it was ridiculous that he would be flamboyant, but he didn't care when he saw Song Anguo jumping straight to his feet.

Song Anguo has never seen such a brazen person, saying that there are always a hundred sentences waiting for him.

"You don't need to say it, she deserves the best, and you're not the best!"

The two of them just grabbed me out one by one, and it was the first time that they had said so many words.

"Miss, is this little Hou really so good?" Qing'er took the Danqing fan that Song Jiayao had just gotten, and wondered for a while, this fan is not from a famous artist, and it is so beautiful to look at it yourself, how can it be priceless?

"But before." Saying that, Song Jiayao half-jokingly said: "You have to keep it well, Miss Ben will allow it to sit on your dowry in the future!" ”

Although I don't know if this painting fan is worth anything, I saw that the young lady actually made fun of her marriage, which made Qing'er's little face red, and the girl's green face was red like an apple, which gave Song Jiayao the illusion that she could pick it, presumably taking a bite of 1 was juice, and she didn't know that Langjun would be cheaper in the future.

Qing'er wouldn't have thought at this moment that when her young lady gave her daughter as a gift in the future, she would cry so much.

When Song Jiayao just had a feeling that her cabbage was about to be arched by a pig, she was stopped by Song Jiaqi, who rushed to her in anger.

"Song Jiayao, look at what I am?" Saying that, Song Jiaqi unfolded his own painting sent by Lin An, the bird's return to the forest is a good painting, but compared with his own priceless Chen Yan fan, it is still in the sky and on the ground.

"Lin Shilang sent it?" Song Jiayao deliberately repeated it, but this time immediately made Song Jiaqi complacent, how can it not be jealous or that Brother Lin An did not send you? Don't be a fool of yourself.

"Sister is not sister talking about you, this person must be self-aware, this peace will wait for you to go down the stairs and don't have any wrong thoughts."

"If that's the case, the third sister is right, remember that the ninth princess seems to have warned the third sister." Song Jiayao's sentence instantly sobered Song Jiaqi up.

For Lin An, Song Jiaqi's biggest enemy is not Song Jiayao but Zhao Rumei, who has participated in the palace draft, your unsuccessful Miss and the dignified Nine Princesses, the comparability is obvious.

Seeing that Song Jiaqi seemed to have a broken dream, Song Jiayao sneered in her heart, and she didn't know what Lin An had taken a fancy to this stupid woman in her previous life, but in the end, she gave up, and the ridiculous woman was always played with by men in applause, but she was complacent and didn't know it.

I don't know if it's pity for myself or the stupidity of a poor woman, Song Jiayao really doesn't want to say anything about such a Song Jiaqi.

"Qing'er, let's go" Song Jiayao bypassed Song Jiaqi, who had stayed in the yard by herself, and didn't want to cause trouble when she saw that people hadn't recovered yet.

"Miss, the second miss is gone." Song Jiaqi's maid on the side cautiously reminded her, but Song Jiaqi on the other side itched her teeth for a while, "What are you eating, you have gone so far, do you still want Miss Ben to chase that slut again, useless things." ”

Knowing that she pinched the maid's palm was red and swollen, Song Jiaqi let go of her hand, but she felt a pang of pain in her heart when she looked at the painting sent by Lin An, and she was even more unwilling.

Why can't I be this master, Brother Lin An must like himself, otherwise how would he give something to himself? Thinking of this, Song Jiaqi said even more viciously, "Zhao Rumei, Song Jiayao, let's see, who will have the last laugh!" ”