After Xiao Qingjue changed several gentlemen in a row, he was punished to kneel on the main hall, and Xiang Shun helped Xiao Qingjue fan the wind, and just took out a handkerchief to wipe Xiao Qingjue's sweat, she avoided it with a disgusted face.

"Don't worry, master, you can't quit the next gentleman." Xiang Shun meowed at Xiao Qingyu's face and said cautiously.

Xiao Qingjue wrote frankly on his face, I don't want it.

As soon as he finished kneeling, Xiao Qingyu panted and ran to Concubine Zheng's palace to ask for peace.

Concubine Zheng seems to be in a good mood recently, wearing light makeup, and is sitting next to the dressing mirror to make hairpins.

Xiao Qingjue chattered for a while, then cut to the point, and said with a serious smile, "Mother, isn't Su Gongzi very good?" ”

"Good." Concubine Zheng glanced at Xiao Qingyu, "I see that you are having fun in the palace." ”

Xiao Qingjue saw Concubine Zheng's face in the afterglow, and her heart was cold, and she really heard Concubine Zheng Guifei's words. "What kind of place are you in the palace, and how long do you have to."

Concubine Zheng stood up suddenly, looking at Xiao Qingyu condescendingly, her eyes were cold. "The eldest son of the emperor, Xiao Zai, wants to marry the eldest lady of the Xie family, you can carry this news for me, the teacher who will come later is the eldest son of the Xie family, I hope you know how to do it."

"The concubine means that I will use the relationship of the long house to get in touch with the eldest lady of the Xie family and stop this family business." Xiao Qingyu narrowed his eyes and asked without being salty.

"Heh, the Xie family has some skills, and you have to learn a little bit, which is always good for you." Concubine Zheng paused and said, "Especially the power scheme, but it also depends on your performance to make people willing to teach you." ”

Therefore, the mother concubine deliberately indulged herself in nonsense for so long, and then took the opportunity to borrow the Xie family and son from her father.

Wang Xie 100 years Jiang Zuo Shengmen. After experiencing the wind and rain, just listening to this door number is also admirable.

No matter how it is, it was also a super-first-class aristocrat back then.

And the Xie Pei family is even more in-laws, if the eldest son of the emperor marries the eldest lady of the Xie family, he will be attracted to the virtuous concubine in the palace.

And the son of Concubine Xian is not to be feared.

This marriage must be prevented no matter what.

But it is clear that what Zheng Guifei wants is not only to prevent this result, but to replace it.

Xiao Qingyu said with a little pity. "I can do it if you call me bad for someone else's marriage, but you let me climb into a marriage, aren't you embarrassing me."

"Why should my son be modest, I feel that I am overkill to hook a little girl's house with such beauty." The corners of Zheng Guifei's eyes hooked slightly, and a trace of contempt leaked out of her eyes.

In the eyes of Concubine Zheng Guifei, I am afraid that she should be able to attack the scheming female devil of the legends of the rivers and lakes at her beauty level.

"Mother, don't you know that eldest lady of the Xie family!" Xiao Qingyu said a little angrily.

Concubine Zheng snorted coldly, but she didn't write on her face, what is this. As a result, the smile on the corner of Zheng Guifei's mouth became more and more gentle.

When the sun rose the next day, Xiao Qingyu sat in his own school with a mixed face, knocking on the pen in every boring way to welcome the new gentleman.

The sky was colorful, a little morning light broke through the clouds and brewed, the clear color was covered with red, the warm but like the slow flow of the stream and a faint comfortable coolness, and soon, a round of daylight was already hanging high on the horizon.

A plain-clothed man carried a few volumes of poetry and books, and walked in the autumn breeze, and the morning light clothed him with a layer of warm tenderness.

The apricot blossoms in all seasons are cut in the autumn wind and fall one after another.

Falling on the poetry book spread out by Xiao Qingjue, watching the man come with a smile that was warmer than the wind, Xiao Qingjue looked at the gradually expanding smile, and suddenly felt a desolation in his heart with an uncertain prophet, squinting lazily, and the morning light was not warm.

Mr. introduced himself and said that his name was Xie Lian, the word Weiqing, and he would call him Mr. Lian in the future, or call him Mr. directly.

Hehe, why don't you call Mr. Xie for Mao, hey, Mr. Qing is fine.

Mr. bumped into Xiao Qingyu's gaze, and then slowly said with a serious face, reading should have the spirit of Chengmen Lixue.

This was the beginning of Xiao Qingjue's suspicion of life later, and Xiao Qingjue felt that Xie Lian must be taking revenge on him.

This also made me still born at the beginning with a plan to behave well and establish an image of a smart, diligent and studious person in my husband's heart.

How can I make Mr.'s family know that he exists well, he must be very pleased with Mr., and then Mr. will boast about everyone.

Reality is always more skinny than dreams.

The gentleman gently hooked his lips, raised his chin slightly upwards, and said very regretfully. "Today is the first day, the task is lighter, you only need to copy all the poetry books in your hand a few times."

There are only three or four books.

However, when the stars were sprinkled on the dark sky, and the full moon hung in the sky, Xiao Qingyu was still standing all the way, holding the pen, and copying the book with the lamp.

What's the problem?

In other words, the sky was clear in the morning, Xiao Qingjue waved his pen, and as soon as he moved the pen, Mr. looked at it coldly behind him, and then took the pen away as if nothing happened, lowered his eyes and smiled. "The words are too ugly, practice the words."

Words, too ugly......

Xiao Qingjue has been accompanied by the Qingdeng Ancient Temple for more than ten years, copying Buddhist scriptures and lectures, and his eyebrows are dancing.

As a result, as soon as the gentleman came, he asked for a square and upright, and the gentleman said that he should be dignified.

At Xiao Qingyu's gaze, Mr. simply said something easy to understand. "At least make people understand what you're writing."

In the middle of the night, Xiao Qingyu stood in the autumn wind, and couldn't help but burst into tears, and the hand that had just put down the pen was trembling.

Mr. said that if the young man does not work hard, the old man will be sad.

Mr. said that young people should dare to struggle and dare to fight.

The so-called one leaf knows autumn.

Xiao Qingjue couldn't help but give a bad review to the sanctimonious gentleman.

It is often said that one person knows the people of his race.

As far as Xiao Qingyu knows, the eldest lady of the Xie family is brilliant, arrogant, strong in martial arts, jealous and hateful, and has always disdained to be in the company of fellow nobles.

But to please such a person who does not enter oil and salt, and let her make a promise, is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Since Xie Lian came here, of course he knew that Xiao Qingyu had some thoughts in it.

Xie Lian's approach has the meaning of beating and mentioning.

It doesn't matter what the eldest lady is, the main thing is that she has a father who loves her very much, the head of the Xie family of Chen Jun.

So even if the eldest lady's character is not offline, it should be a fragrant bun, and she has a frank temperament.

When it was almost dawn, Xiao Qingjue, who was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, squinted and collapsed, and locked the door.

When the sun was shining, Xiao Qingjue lazily tidied up his clothes and went out of the room, and he heard Xiang Shun say, "Master, Mr. didn't come today." ”

I know me so well.

But then again, it's a godsend.

"Are you looking for Miss Xie?" Xiang Shun looked at Xiao Qingjue's glowing eyes for a while and asked.

"What do you say, I'm going to find a gentleman." Xiao Qingjue lowered his eyelids.

"The eldest lady is out of the house, and the gentleman is in the house." Xiang Shun said silently.

Xiang Shun, don't speak......

The sound of the wind was heard in the courtyard, and the bright sky overhead was blue.