Who is not well-informed about the people who book a banquet in Deshui Xuan?

Hearing that De Shui Xuan had withdrawn all reservations, just to receive one person, the entire Yanjing instantly boiled.

The people of big merchants and famous families, on the orders of their own sons, flocked to the entrance, surrounded the entrance of Deshui Xuan three times inside and three times outside.

This kind of scene was expected by Uncle Jiu, but Ling Jun was still asleep, and he couldn't confirm with him whether he still explained it to these subordinates who came to inquire about the news according to his previous instructions.

"These people, don't be stupid, are you?"

Gluttonous without any image, sitting sideways on the windowsill on the third floor of Deshui Xuan, knocking on a handful of sunflower seeds in his hand, while bored, observing the dense heads of people surging like ants on the opposite side of the suspension bridge.

What is this, what does it look like to come to inquire about the news?

I know, they are going smoothly and squeezing together, and those who don't know say that they are gathering people to make trouble, plotting against them, and letting Dongchang arrest them back and strictly interrogate them, they all deserve it!

"The third master specially confessed that you are not allowed to sit on the windowsill like this, otherwise, after the cool breeze, Ming'er will cough again, gluttonous brother."

The one who spoke was a little girl who looked like seven or eight years old.

She should have just started growing her hair, her half-length hair was not short, she could barely be braided into two braids, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyes were as bright as stars on a clear night.

"Don't call me brother."

Hearing the little girl's voice, the corners of the gluttonous instinctive lips rose, turned her head, and used the index finger of her right hand to play a brain hammer on her head.

She is the only child in this Deshui Xuan who saw him for the first time and was not scared to cry by him.

Moreover, she said, he is very good-looking, as good-looking as the merman in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", but there is no fly in the ointment, that is, there is no one, like the tail of a fish.

"I'm thirty years old, four times your age."

"I'm going to call my uncle, Miss Qinglan."

picked up Qinglan and put it on the leg she was carrying on the windowsill, gluttonous and accustomed to it, and put the sunflower seeds in her hand into her outstretched hand.

"The third master said that they didn't get married, they were all children."

"Even if you are a hundred years old and not married, you are still a child!"

Qinglan was at ease, enjoying the sunflower seeds that she had peeled for her, looking like a little adult, and continued to "teach" him, "Don't think that if you take a few sunflower seeds, you can buy me, even Ling Kill, only let me call him brother, are you still wondering, is it older than the third master?" ”

"You girl."

"With such sharp teeth and sharp mouth, in the future, how can I get married, eh?"

In the face of Qinglan's strong words, Tao Tao just smiled and reached out and gently scraped her little nose.

Feathers.

The third master of their family, the younger brother of the first mother.

It's just that the personalities of these two people are so far apart?

A bad star, he shoots mercilessly, the Yanjing family does not dare to offend easily, a coward, even Qinglan, a little girl, can call him by his name.

"Can't get married?"

"What a joke! I ......"

Listening to the gluttony that she couldn't get married, Qinglan's small eyes turned around a few times.

Then, as if he had come up with some bad idea, he suddenly stopped what he hadn't finished saying, and his eyes fell on the gluttonous face, "Or, let's make a bet?" ”

"Bet?"

"Bet on what?"

For Qinglan, a ghostly girl, the gluttonous connivance has never been less than Ling Jun.

Hearing her say that he wanted to make a bet with himself, he was slightly stunned at first, and then, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he piled the newly peeled sunflower seeds in his hand into her palm, "Is there a color head?" ”

"Guess the lantern riddle."

Pouring the sunflower seeds in the palm of her hand into her mouth, Qinglan clapped her hands, "Caitou, the third master said, when I get married, give me the dowry to marry an ordinary girl, if I lose, well, my dowry will be yours!" ”

"Oh?"

"Would you be so generous?"

Qinglan's ghosts and spirits, the entire Deshui Xuan, no one knows.

At her instigation, the people who suffered losses in her hands were no less than 100 people in De Shuixuan alone.

Want to take advantage of her?

Oh, I'm afraid it's a fool's dream!

"Anyway, if I lose, what do you want!"

When he said this, Tao Tao suddenly felt that his chest was tightened.

He didn't want to lose, at least, this time, not to.

As for why he had such an idea, he couldn't tell.

Qinglan, this is obviously the little girl he likes to be close to the most, shouldn't he, full of hope, her happiness?

If he wins her dowry, how can she marry?

He has never been a greedy person, how can he take a little girl's dowry today, like this, like this......

"Promise me ten things."

"Whatever you can, you will never go back."

Qinglan seemed to have guessed a long time ago that gluttony would not refuse herself.

As she spoke, she looked at the gluttonous hand, where there was already a small pile of peeled sunflower seeds.

"Okay."

Tao Tao shook his head gently, and replied a little reluctantly.

It's not that he is stingy and reluctant to accept Qinglan's ten things, but this time, he can't convince himself no matter what, so that he shouldn't go all out and don't "covet" Qinglan's dowry.

"Then I'm out of the question!"

Guessing lantern riddles is Qinglan's forte.

Since the age of five, she has been in the Hundred Flowers Banquet, won the first place twice, if this year's Hundred Flowers Banquet, she still won the championship, she will become the second "three fairies" since the opening of De Shui Xuan, the right to De Shui Xuan shopkeeper, make a wish, De Shui Xuan will fulfill her wish, even if what she wants, is the property of De Shui Xuan, she can also get what she wants.

The first "Sankui Fairy", surnamed Wei Chi, named Lan Zhi, was born in the declining Shi clan, and her wish was to let her brother, Wei Chiji, enlist in the army with a military position, and the official reached the fourth grade.

The shopkeeper of De Shui Xuan took her wish.

A month later, Wei Chiji was appointed by Jiang Rubai, the commander of the Northwest Army, to enlist in the army and accepted as a disciple.

Half a year later, Wei Chiji suddenly shined, in the northwest repeatedly made miraculous feats, and in the following year, he was promoted to the fourth grade, and was given the imperial gift of Emperor Longqing, awarded General Mingwei.

The four products of the martial arts.

How many sons and daughters of martial arts families can reach unattainable official positions.

That Wei Chiji, a person from the declining Shi clan, how could he meet this opportunity?

After the wish of the first "Sankui Fairy" was realized, Deshui Xuan's Hundred Flowers Banquet became the hottest banquet in Yanjing.

All the young masters from famous families, regardless of their grandchildren, but all those who have sisters from the same mother, who have not yet been allowed to match, will spare no expense, prepare clothes and ornaments for them, and send them to participate, and some, the mother did not give birth to sisters, and even did not hesitate to marry a woman from a scholarly family or a well-known talent, just hoping to rely on their "talent" to have a shortcut for themselves!

"You say."

The gluttony instinctively bit his lower lip, and his almost transparent eyes seemed to suddenly have some dark color at this moment.

"Why don't the plants and trees ask for beauty?"

The corners of Qinglan's lips raised slightly, as if she was determined to win.

"This ...... If you fold it, you will die, naturally, it is the one who does not want to be broken......"

Qinglan's question made Tao Tao stunned for a moment.

He hadn't read a book.

What I have learned since I was a child is all about cooking skills and the selection of ingredients, so naturally I can't answer the riddles that Qinglan came up with.

However, he didn't want to give up easily, so, after careful consideration, he said what he thought was the correct answer.

"Wrong!"

Qinglan's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the corners of her lips had a triumphant smile.

She seemed to have guessed that gluttony would answer like this.

"The answer is 'have a heart.'"

Reaching out and snatching the peeled sunflower seeds from the gluttonous hand, Qinglan told him the correct answer while eating it proudly.

"The orchid leaves are in spring, and the Guihua is bright in autumn."

"Shin Shin this business is a festival."

"Who knows that those who live in the forest will sit and enjoy each other when they hear the wind."

"Plants and trees have their own hearts, why ask for beauty?"

"Zhang Jiuling's "Feelings", you idiot!"

Tao Tao didn't know the poem that Qinglan said, but he knew that Qinglan was just a little ghostly and never lied.

Or rather, there is never a need to lie.

"Okay."

"I lost."

"Whatever you want to ask, just say it."

The gluttony showed regret on his face and took a deep breath, but he didn't seem surprised by this result.

"I'm going to eat the plum blossom cake you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the candy walnuts you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the almond crisp you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the four-color mochi balls you made."

"Okay."

"I want to eat the lotus seed soup you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the osmanthus candy you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the snow red you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the cloud mountain cover you made."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat the Buddha you made jumping over the wall."

"Okay."

"I want you to marry me."

"Okay."

Nine requests in a row, all of which were for him, no difficult food, gluttonous habits, with the word "good", answered Qinglan's tenth request.

When the last word "good" came out, the gluttonous body stiffened slightly, and almost fell off the windowsill because he couldn't sit steadily.

Instinctively hugging Qinglan to prevent her from falling to the ground and getting hurt.

After struggling to maintain his body steady, he twisted his eyebrows, reached out, and rubbed his ears.

Did he hear something wrong?

Why, how did it sound, it sounded like he had misheard words, and it made him, so happy?

Lowered his head, looked at the cat in his arms, Qinglan with a wicked smile on his face, swallowed his saliva gluttonously, and then, gently, licked his lower lip.

"The tenth request, you, again?"

Putting Qinglan back on the ground, Gluttony half-crouched down, staring at her.

"I said, I want you to marry me, and you say, okay."

"Do you want to give up from the beginning to the end, and after such a while, you plan to regret it?"

Qinglan will not give gluttony a chance to escape from the trap that he has reluctantly designed step by step.

She smiled proudly, there is a big look, if you regret it, I will find someone to preside over the meaning of "justice" for me.

"You're only seven years old."

"Marriage is inevitably ......"

Tao Tao only felt that there was something foreign in his throat, and when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't continue to say the rest of the words.

"Nonsense!"

"Where am I seven years old!"

"The New Year's Festival is over, I'm eight years old, eight years old, okay!"

Qinglan's small eyes as bright as stars were rolling slightly, as if she was reacting to gluttony, and she was extremely satisfied.

He didn't say he didn't like her.

Very good.

As long as he doesn't use and doesn't like this reason to reject her, she is destined to take the lead in this matter!

"Besides, isn't the third master only nine years old?"

"It's not the same as marrying a wife!"

In order to cover up the ugly "old thing" that Ling Jun was sent to the Northwest Army to raise, Long Qing changed his age on the jade plate to the date he returned to Yuwang's Mansion.

Therefore, Ling Jun, who is obviously sixteen, at this time, on the jade plate, or rather, in most people's concepts, is still just a child who has just turned nine years old, but he looks a little "anxious".

Of course, this majority does not include the famous families of Yanjing, nor does it include the northwest camp where he lived.

No one, at the age of daring to bite Lingjun, does not give face to Emperor Longqing.

Celebrities don't dare.

The generals of the Northwest Battalion were disdainful.

Even the most old-fashioned ministers did not hesitate to remain silent on this matter.

Before, there were few famous families who made matchmakers go to the Three Princes' Mansion, and there was no lack of their wait-and-see attitude, after all, to an eight- or nine-year-old prince, after all, some are not so good-looking, and they are not in accordance with the rules.

Even if his actual age has already arrived, it is time to choose to marry a concubine.

"You, you're messing around!"

There are some things that you can't say, even if you know them.

Ling Jun's age is like this.

Eight years ago, he was brought back to Deshui Xuan by Ling Jun from the human market, and when he was the head chef, Ling Jun was already an eight-year-old child, and now, eight years later, how could he be only nine years old?

He just has light eyes, like a blind man, not really a blind man, how can he not tell the difference between a one-year-old child and an eight-year-old child?

Qinglan, this girl.

It's just cunning, like a fox cub with nine tails.

He, he knew that she said this for the sake of deception, but there was nothing he could do!

"That's right!"

"I'm just messing around!"

"But there's nothing you can do!"

Qinglan smiled evilly, stuck out her tongue at the gluttony, and had a big face, "If you have the ability, you can beat me" The dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "The third master said, if you are a man, you should be a man, are you a man?" I promised it, but I didn't stay overnight, so I was going to regret it, and I couldn't face it? ”

"I'm not trying to regret it."

"I think you're still young, some, some, some, you...... I don't know ......."

"If you stay in the future, you, you ......"

In the face of Qinglan's accusation, Tao Tao's face, which was slightly fairer than ordinary people, gradually became peachy.

He's thirty.

And Qinglan is only eight years old.

In the past, he always hoped that he would be able to arrive sooner, as the Taoist chief said, at the age of "great opportunity", he was one step closer to his expectations and the peak of his culinary skills.

And today, facing Qinglan, who is twenty-two years younger than him, it is the first time that he feels that his age is so hideous and hateful!

If he were still a teenager.

If he ......