Wei San said: "Listen to the lotus leaves roll jade flowers, and pour the green man from the immortal family." What a pair of hands! ”

What does that mean? That is to say, when he listened to the music, a white lotus flower with curly leaves appeared in front of him, and the person who poured the tea came down from the immortals.

Although Mo Zi couldn't remember a few ancient poems in his previous life, he read a lot of books in the army, and he knew poetry well, and he could still understand it.

This was a compliment to her beautiful hands, but Mo Zi was not happy at all when she heard it.

In ancient times, there were many rules for wives and concubines in the inner house, but men with a little bit of a face loved elegance outside, especially scholars, and recited poems on the spot to show their talents. If you praise a woman with poetry, it is not only not rude, but also a compliment to the highest level. However, most of these women are singers and dancers in the dust or in large families, and they have to be judged by men.

Mo Zi was not happy, of course, he would not be degraded because he felt that his identity was degraded, but Wei San's half of the small order made the protective color he carefully brushed no longer effective.

She was stunned, surprised, annoyed, embarrassed, and it was not her continued to pour tea, let alone her hand retracted.

Wei Er was still heroic, and after laughing, he said, "Third child, you are the busiest among us." It's listening to music again, and it's chanting again. A girl who pours tea and water has become a fairy. ”

Everybody is happy.

Wei Sansi's civil official, a little embarrassed at the moment, glared at Wei Er, and said to Qiu Si, "The song is good and the tea is good, and there will be words for a while." I belittled your girl, I hope you forgive me. ”

Qiu Si's gaze slowly moved away from the pair of jade hands, no wonder Wei San chanted a small order. The snow is bright and moist, and the water shadow is beautiful and the bones are beautiful. I always think that softness is beautiful if there is no bone, but looking at today's hands, it is unforgettable.

"Why do you say that? It is her creation that adults can praise her with such good words. He smiled humbly at Wei San, and the next sentence ran away from Mo Zi, "Little maid, don't you thank your lord?" ”

Since becoming the protagonist of the word, Mo Zi's head has been lowered and refuses to be raised. And thank you to the people who made trouble for yourself? She was so sick that she was about to get out of her internal wounds.

"Thank you, sir." It's just half a small order, and it's not a shocking quatrain. Mo Zi slandered his abdomen first, and then blessed his body, and took two steps back.

Na Weisan originally wanted to see the owner of these wonderful hands, but who knew that Yahuan had retreated behind him, so he was naturally embarrassed to turn back.

Qiu Si was satisfied with Mo Zi's proper attitude, but because he couldn't see her face clearly, he somehow became more and more curious in his heart.

When I thought that this little thing was about to pass, someone picked on right and wrong.

"The slave family does not follow."

Who? What is there not to rely on! Mo Zi raised his head, and his bright eyes were full of good spring light.

Qiu Si looked at it squarely. It turns out that the hands are beautiful, and the eyes are even more beautiful. But he didn't move, and like everyone else, he turned his eyes to look at the people who didn't follow.

That person was just singing a minor key, and she was the most outstanding singer.

"If Miss Xiuzhu admires Lord Wei's talents, why don't I redeem myself for you and send it to my adult, okay?" Qiu Si said casually.

Although he was talking to Wei Dawei Er, he noticed that Wei San's expression seemed to be moved when he looked at Xiuzhu.

When Qiu Si said this, everyone was stunned again.

Xiuzhu's face turned pale. She is Qiu Si's good friend, relying on her pampering and domineering, but she didn't expect Qiu Si to give her away as soon as she opened her mouth. wanted to plead with Qiu Siqian on weekdays, but he was unwilling to redeem her. Nowadays, in order to please others, the word redemption is so easy to say. As my mother said, you can't be emotional to the guest, because the guest is a thin lover.

Wei San shook his head and waved his hand repeatedly, "Virtuous nephew, by all means." I still have filial piety, how can I accept a small one? ”

Mo Zi thought to herself, is it possible that there is no filial piety in her body, so she will accept it?

"Third brother, I think you are afraid of guilt." Wei Er touched his beard and teased him again, "My brother and sister are terrible, so much that he doesn't dare to have a concubine so far." ”

"The lady is generous and generous, and she is the virtuous helper of her brother." Wei San seems to have a deep relationship with his wife, and he will not let Wei San slander.

"Then you marry one and try it back? I promised to let my younger siblings out of the house within three days. Wei Er laughed loudly.

also pulled Wei Da to support the scene, "Big brother, am I serious?" ”

It stands to reason that this kind of housework should not be taken out to talk about. However, men talk about women together, and women talk about men together, and it remains the same through the ages.

Wei Da actually looked a little embarrassed, and said repeatedly: "The family is ugly, the family is ugly." ”

If you don't marry a concubine, you are ugly? Mo Zi burned a third fire in his heart.

"The adult refuses to ask for the slave family, I think it is the ugly face of the slave family, and it is not as good as the hands of the lotus fairy with curly leaves." Xiuzhu was sad because of Qiu Si's affection, but she lost face because of Wei San's refusal. She is the first singer in Hongliufang, she is both talented and beautiful, and she can't stand the fact that men are not rare.

Wei San was dumb at this time.

How can it be, not subtle?

Qiu Si's thick eyebrows were closed.

Mo Zi was dripping in cold sweat, but I hope Qiu Si will not be consumed by profit and give her away.

Xiuzhu saw that Wei San was speechless, and even more comparatively, "The slave family is not convinced." The slave family began to learn art at the age of ten, and he was omnipotent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and proficient in poetry and songs, which can be described as a good companion of a gentleman. Isn't it better than a little girl who serves tea and water to others and only has a pair of good hands? Please also ask this girl to perform a talent, if she can beat the slave family, the slave family will have no complaints. ”

If she complains, she finds herself to compete. What should I do if I have a complaint? Mo Zi never looks down on low-dust women, but this Xiuzhu is really boring.

It is impossible for Mo Zi to know the relationship between Xiuzhu and Qiu Si, but when she is rejected by Wei San, she can't pull her face, so she finds the lowest status of her bad luck to achieve her purpose.

"Oh? This is interesting! "Wei Er is energetic," one is a red card singer, and the other is a big mansion girl, more talented, unheard of, it's really interesting. Let me make a small bet, how? Come, ladies and gentlemen, please bet. ”

Wei Er is a businessman, not like Wei Da is the head of the family, nor like Wei San is an official in the imperial examination, his words are like a strong wind, and his interest is also profitable.

Mo Zi originally felt that Wei Er was straightforward, and he was the only one among these people who appreciated Qiu Sanniang's ability, which was good. I don't know that he likes to make fun of her, which makes her at a loss.

If she could say two words equally, she would definitely remind them that the old lady of the Wei family was watching from the sky, don't forget the filial piety, the filial piety. Listening to music and gambling, Wei San is still an official, don't you lead by example?

"One tael of silver is the highest, and five taels is the highest. The left hand side bet on Xiuzhu to win, and the right hand side to bet on the girl to win. Our family is still in the filial piety period, and we can't gamble too much. Wei Er slapped the table and got up, stepped on the chair, and really had the posture of being a banker.

I don't know if these people are too boring in their daily lives, or if the overall life in this era is too boring, although Qiu Si, Wei Da, and Wei San did not move, the others actually took out silver ingots of different sizes and put them on the left side of Wei Er.

Xiuzhu's face was pale.

"Master Wei Er, can I bet?" Several singers behind Xiuzhu laughed and asked.

"Okay, good, the more people, the more lively." Wei Er was busy inviting.

One or two taels of broken silver, piece by piece, were placed on Wei Er's left hand.

"All of them are all about Xiuzhu? What's the point of this bet? "A one-sided gamble where the dealer loses or wins.

Wei Er looked at Mo Zi, pointed at her and asked, "Girl, what's your name?" Hurry up and get a name to get a good fortune, let my eldest brother and third brother, and the fourth young master of your family bet on you. ”

Mo Zi didn't answer.

I don't want to answer, I can't answer.

Answered, her peace for half a year was about to be broken.

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