The wrist is swiped, and the clothes are dragged with one hand, and the small Kai who is just walking gradually appears.

There were already quite a few people who couldn't hold back their curiosity and got into the cubicle.

At this moment, as soon as her subordinates wrote the first sentence, someone spontaneously read it along.

Guanyin Bodhisattva is wonderful, pure and solemn.

I just wrote a sentence, and someone in my ears couldn't help but applaud.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva is wonderful, pure and solemn. Good! All right! ”

"Shhhhh Don't affect Miss Yang's talents. Someone grabbed the admiring person and whispered.

Yang Jing listened, and couldn't help but stop writing and raise her head to smile at him.

The man was stunned.

Jiang Qiubai frowned on the side, this woman treats any man like a woman in a boudoir, gentle and decent, but only when facing him, will she show a cunning and barbaric posture.

Why is that?

Could it be that it is for the sake of indulgence?

Yang Jing didn't go to see Jiang Qiubai, and she didn't know that he had so many conjectures in his mind at the moment.

She leaned down and continued to write: "Haohao Red Lotus is under her feet, and Wanwan Qiuyue is frowning. The nectar in the bottle is often sprinkled all over the place, and the poplar branches in the hands do not count the autumn. Thousands of places pray for thousands of answers, and the sea of bitterness often makes a boat for people. ”

At the end, she was named in the lower left corner.

Yang Jing.

The pen fell with a "click", and Zhang Lao put his hands on the table, his eyes were incomparably wide, staring at the words on the paper, as if he wanted to see more clearly in turn.

Yang Jing put down her cuffs and said lightly: "It's ugly." ”

"Bang bang bang!" The cubicle erupted in a burst of applause.

Not to mention that this poem was made in just half a pillar of incense, even the rhyme and artistic conception in this poem, I am afraid that among the people present, except for Shiro, no one can make it anymore.

Everyone looked at Jiang Qiubai.

Jiang Qiubai stood up, and his eyes unconsciously added a little more amazement, "Yes, it is indeed a good poem." ”

"Shiro is all praised!" Someone exclaimed, and the paper as thin as a cicada's wings was immediately passed on by everyone on the second floor.

Yang Jing looked at Zhang Lao, who was squeezed into the corner, and walked over.

"The little girl has no offense today, and I hope that Zhang Lao will not be aggressive next time, you are a generation of grandmasters, don't lose the temperament that a literati should have." With that, she turned around and left.

In the bustling crowd, the light green dress was like a beautiful epiphany, and it quickly disappeared.

The paper reached Liu Zisheng, who held the paper like a chicken and muttered, "Impossible, this is impossible!" How could she have written such a poem! ”

Liu Qianqian was frightened by his madness, and also looked at the past, and the handwriting in her eyes was like a dragon, without the slightest hint of the stingy appearance of a woman when she started.

This word, this poem, is it really made by Yang Jing?

After fading away from the bustle, Yang Jing returned to the private room on the second floor.

There was a knock on the door.

There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, this Si Nongqing shouldn't be able to wait for him, so he left first, right?

Thinking of this, she regretted her just being in the limelight.

Who knew that in the next second, the door opened from the inside with a "creak".

Yang Jing smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

Sima Ke was tall, and Yang Jing stood in front of him like this, like a little girl who hadn't grown up.

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the rich god, "Why is it so noisy outside?" Did something happen? ”

That concerned gaze wandered over her.

She approached the room and closed the door, temporarily blocking out the noise.

"It's nothing, it's just that I just won a bet." She explained.

"Oh? It's a pity that I've been waiting for you in the room, and I don't dare to join in the fun easily. Sima Ke lamented.

"Huh? Why don't you dare? "He is a dignified Si Nongqing, this person in Liuzhou City who has a little discernment, should know him, why wouldn't he dare?

Yang Jing had some doubts on her face.

Sima Ke looked at her and shook his head, "It's not what you think, I don't dare, I'm just afraid that you won't find me when you come back." ”

Yang Jing's face was blank, and she didn't react for a long time.

When she reacted, she immediately poured herself another cup of tea and poured it up.

Despite this, he still couldn't resist the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat.

And the reddened tips of the ears.

Sima Ke looked at such a delicate beauty, and couldn't help himself for a while, he actually stretched out his hand, and almost touched Yang Jing's face.

Her eyes froze, and she turned her head away.

Sima Ke's hand was extremely embarrassed and he touched his nose, "I'm sorry, I'm tempted." ”

Yang Jing's complexion had returned to normal, and she began to think about inquiring about Uncle Wang's whereabouts in her heart, she picked up a topic to talk about, and then turned to, "I heard that you arrested an old man on the street yesterday?" ”

"How do you know it's my people?" Sima Ke's facial features are deep, especially those eyes with a bit of crystal blue, when looking at you, it will give people a very serious illusion.

Yang Jing deliberately lowered her head to avoid his gaze.

"I've been in Liuzhou for two years, and I've never seen Liuzhou's officials go out to arrest people."

Sima Ke smiled, "Although that person yesterday was an old man, he was also a wanted criminal from above. ”

"Going to offend?" She asked, with a look of surprise.

Then, she quickly changed her innocent appearance and continued: "I happened to be on the street when I arrested people yesterday, what can an old man like this do? ”

Sima Ke didn't seem to care about her extra curiosity, and patiently explained: "You shouldn't know about the Huaiyin drought, right? Don't look at this person, but he has the ability to reach the sky, and came up with an idea of selling grain with gruel in pig brisket, which caused a big mess of grain prices in Huaiyin at the moment. ”

"Selling grain? That's a great sin! She sighed in agreement, covering her mouth as if she was worried that she was about to reveal the secret that Sima Ke had said.

Sima Ke stared into her eyes, and only thought that these eyes were extremely smart, better than the eyes of any woman he had ever seen.

Yang Jing was stared at a lot more uncomfortably, but it was not easy to interrupt, she hadn't finished asking what she wanted to ask, and it was not the time to interrupt him at this moment.

She coughed, regained Sima Ke's senses, and continued, "Then what punishment will this old man be sentenced to?" She kept her voice low, sounding scared about it.

Sima Ke had no intention of scaring her, so he took the opportunity to lighten the sentence of punishment, "I won't tell you, the reason why I came to Liuzhou this time was that someone told me the news and asked me to come to Liuzhou to investigate." ”

This rumor, Yang Jing thought with her big toe and knew that it must have been the Liu family who sent someone to ventilate the news!

Otherwise, how could a person with an official position like Si Nongqing pick such a small temple as the Liu family when he arrived in Liuzhou as soon as possible.

Liu should not have known that she had done it, otherwise she would not have set herself on fire.

If the person in front of her finds out that the real messenger behind the grain sale is her, I am afraid that the Liu family will also be implicated.

For a while, Yang Jing had a lot of thoughts.