"Sister Su is good."

Xue Yuhuan greeted her cordially, and her expression was like her long-lost best friend, so that she couldn't feel half evil.

Su Jinluan sighed that the heroine was high, and she wanted to hear what her purpose was.

"Sister Su is from Hejian Mansion?"

Su Jinluan once again doubted her Mandarin level, did she have a strong accent?

"Sort of."

She gave an ambiguous answer, and Xue Yuhuan was also empathetic and did not get to the bottom of it.

"Looking at my sister's bearing, she must also be proficient in literature and ink, why don't you try to pair a couplet?"

Xue Yuhuan invited with a smile, with the intimacy of some little sisters playing freely, and it was impossible to see that they were harboring evil intentions.

Su Jinluan blinked, not in a hurry to reply.

I suspect you're doing evil, but I don't have proof.

"That's right!"

Zhang Yan looked over suddenly, with a stunned expression.

"Su Shenzhi can take the top prize, you must be able to do it. Try it, try it and don't need money, win that black jade unicorn pei, I'll buy it for a thousand taels of silver! ”

The little county lord proudly raised his little chin, not hiding his wealth in the slightest.

Princess Mingyue hid her tears, and opened her mouth as if nothing had happened:

"Add another five hundred taels to the main palace."

Ooh!

Su Jinluan instantly felt as if the air in the bookstore was about to burn!

Fifteen hundred taels! In a land like the capital, where every inch of land is valuable, you can also buy a good house for the next day!

Write! Whoever doesn't write is not a great Yan person!

All the talented women scratched their ears and cheeks, meditated and thought hard, pulled their hair, pulled their beards, twisted their handkerchiefs, and bit their nails, to name a few.

"Sister, don't be restrained, it's all here, it's okay to try. And then I think about it, these pairs are really interesting. ”

Xue Yuhuan also seemed to be moved by this scrambling atmosphere, and pulled her to the center of the crowd.

"In a while, it will be my fifteenth birthday, and I will invite my sister to come and watch the ceremony."

Xue Yuhuan invited softly, so enthusiastic that Su Jinluan was a little overwhelmed.

always feels that the heroine needs to pull her out to carry the thunder again.

But cannon fodder, she wants to refuse!

"I'll go when I have time."

Su Jinluan said wittily. We're not pure whites, so we won't leave you with a word.

Xue Yuhuan smiled and brought her to Su Shenzhi's side, then let go of his hand and went to join his maid.

Su Jinluan looked around, with deep thought in his eyes.

This position is very subtle, she is now close to several important people, the heroine is deliberate, right?

"Miss, please."

Xiao Er led her to a table next to her, and handed her a look of "Come on, look after you", which was the little clever ghost who received her before.

I thank you for your trust.

Su Jinluan had a kind of rush to catch the ducks on the shelves, shook his head, and leaned towards Su Shenzhi, who had no clue.

"Did you figure it out?"

She glanced at the couplets, both long and short, many of them were quite familiar, and there were all children's books about prodigy stories, so she didn't feel embarrassed that she could be embarrassed by the first champion in the country.

Presumably drunkenness affects play? So does she want to help him cheat and maintain Zhuangyuanlang's reputation? She really has the answer!

Su Shenzhi's forehead was throbbing, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little overused.

He rubbed his temples and confessed:

"I'm not good at reciting poems, and I'm not very neat when I think about a few, so I don't want to mention it."

Su Jinluan nodded understandingly:

"You don't take this in the imperial examination, right? And these are deliberately out of embarrassment. Even if it is a pair, there may not be a satisfactory downlink, and it is normal to not be able to answer. ”

Su Shenzhi shook his head with a wry smile, and before he could say more, Yannian hurriedly ran in, and when he saw Su Shenzhi in the middle of the crowd, he ran over and hurriedly said:

"Childe, the little lady has a high fever, it's been burning for a day and a night, the water and rice don't go in and you're unconscious, go back and have a look!"

Su Shenzhi only felt that his head was buzzing, and he staggered two steps on the spot, but fortunately he was held up by the little guy in time and did not fall.

"Quick, go home!"

Extend the years and set up people and leave.

Su Jinluan hurriedly trotted to catch up, stuffed Su Shenzhi's purse back, and asked them if they had a car, and if they didn't, they could take her carriage.

Yannian looked at her deeply, replied yes, and hurriedly took the person away.

Su Jinluan went out with him, and when he saw them getting into the carriage of the Su Mansion, he ran away with a smoke, and he was still a little uneasy.

In ancient times, the mortality rate of children was very high, and a high fever was not a good symptom.

Su Jinluan bit his lower lip, hurried back to the table, and picked up a brush to draw "spirit runes".

I hope it helps.

Since she knew about this, there was no reason to stand idly by.

Su Jinluan drew a spirit rune with a few strokes, chased it out and handed it to Qi Bo, telling him to hurry up and run to Su Mansion, and make sure to turn the child into rune water to drink.

Ziber took it, untied the cover, turned over and rode after him.

Qi Bo told them to go into the store and wait, and he went back as soon as he went, and the carriage was left alone, and no one dared to steal it.

"Miss, will it be fine?"

Yerba Grass was a little worried. When the young lady was a child, she often had a fever, and finally burned out her brain, and she was stupid for more than ten years.

Su Jinluan was not in a relaxed mood, shook his head and sighed.

Do her best, obey the fate of heaven, she is not the author, and she cannot arrange the life and death of everyone in the book.

She did her best.

As the night deepened, the master and servant didn't dare to stay outside for longer, so they returned to the bookstore and waited for others.

"My niece is sick like that, and she only cares about smiling at men as an aunt, and she is as black as her father."

Fangcao came in and saw Su Jinmo, who couldn't stop giggling, and muttered in disgust.

"Silence." Su Jinluan reminded in a low voice, and said in a voice like a gnat, "You also know that it's not her own niece." ”

Fangcao turned the corner, still indignant:

"The Prime Minister is so good to her, she is too wolf-hearted. What a bullshit talented girl, those poems are obviously from the young lady, she is a thief, and she steals recipes. ”

Su Jinluan calmly persuaded:

"She even stole my life, and nothing else. Don't be angry, you are punishing yourself for other people's mistakes, she is the one who does bad things, what are you uncomfortable with. ”

Fangcao's mouth was curled, remembering the terrifying experience of almost being starved to death by the old couple of the Yang family, and she hated to eat their meat raw.

This Su Jinmo is not a good thing, no, it is worse than those two!

Su Jinluan saw that she was still angry, and her expression of losing control had attracted a lot of attention, so she had to whisper to her.

"Fangcao is not angry, I'll read you a song that is not angry."

Su Jinluan cleared his throat and read in a low voice:

"Life is like a play, and you only want to get together when you are destined in this life. It's not easy to get along, you and I have to cherish it.

Everything in the world is like that, how can everything be as I want. A little little tantrum, in retrospect, why bother.

I am not angry when he is angry, and there is no one to replace him when he is angry. If I am angry, who will be happy? Besides, it's nerve-wracking and laborious.

Neighbors and relatives should not compare, and the trivial matters of children and grandchildren should be left to him; Mo learned from Zhou Gongjin of the Three Kingdoms, and he was killed because of anger.

Maitreya is a cloth bag monk, who can endure anger with a big chest and a big belly. Smile and worry, and all diseases disappear.

If you are not angry, you are really not angry, and you are beautiful when you smile. It is not surprising to endure hardships and enjoy ordinary hearts, and live to be 100 years old. ”

Su Jinluan finished singing in one breath, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

This is really a powerful weapon to dissolve negative energy. If I am angry and sick, there is no one to replace me, if I am angry, who will be happy? Sharp!

Yuan Changgeng just listened to the whole article, and opened his mouth to praise:

"You're thinking clearly. What about Zieber? ”

Su Jinluan was startled by his cold voice, and turned around and glared at him angrily.

"Why do you walk without a sound? Show off your skill? ”

Yuan Changgeng calmed down and saw the panic of the messy carriage from a distance, and a touch of unconscious tenderness flashed in his cold eyes.

"Hmm."

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