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The lazy and coquettish voice came from the inner courtyard of the ink pavilion again, clearer than what had been heard before, and with more eagerness.

Chen Yuan turned around curiously, he wanted to see what the person who spoke looked like, in terms of voice alone, it was indeed attractive, not inferior to Teacher Cang and the like.

did not disappoint him, a woman with thrilling curves slowly walked out of the inner garden, between her steps, her posture swaying, like a delicate lotus in the wind, charming and natural.

This woman is in her thirties, with a rich charm and grace wrapped in a light blue plain skirt, a mature and plump figure, shaking step by step, moving.

The jet-black and shiny hair, under the illumination of the slanting sun, seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden fluorescence. A white jade flying fairy hairpin stood shyly on the ends of her hair, setting off her jet-black and bright hair more and more extraordinary.

On the face, a pair of Danfeng thin eyes, water waves flowing, charming and beautiful, under the left corner of the eye, a faint beauty mole, adding three points of style.

The plump part of his body, with the slight undulation of his steps, like rippling water, made Chen Yuan unconsciously stare at his eyes, and in his mouth, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The woman approached, although she was surprised by Chen Yuan's youth, but the corners of her mouth still showed a perfect smile.

"But sir, who just made a poem?"

The woman asked softly, in a soothing tone, not fast or slow, but with a unique charm, which made people feel close.

Chen Yuan nodded, and the woman's smile became brighter and brighter, "It's all the fault of the slave family if the subordinate doesn't entertain well or offends Mr., please Mr. For the sake of the slave family, wait for a while." ”

People are so sincere to ask, it is also appropriate to stay for a while or three, so it should also give the beauty some face?

"The slave family has mercy on the warbler, add to the steward of this place, please let Mr. in and talk about it, the slave family will definitely give Mr. an explanation!"

After speaking, the plump place fluctuates endlessly with the ups and downs of the body, and the slightly tight clothes outline the slender waist, which sets off the rest of the fullness.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan's heartbeat couldn't help but increase by three points.

"What a damn vixen!"

At this time, the sound of swallowing saliva was the young man in Mai.

A hint of disgust flashed in the coquettish woman's eyes, but she quickly hid it again, and her face was still seductive.

"Yingying, this kid is just a liar who came to Moge to make trouble, you don't have to pay attention to him, I have already asked someone to blast him out. ”

In the heart of the young man in Mai, he had already regarded this gorgeous woman as a forbidden woman, how could he allow others to get involved? Now that Gu Lianying had expressed his closeness to Chen Yuan as soon as he came, the young man in Mai only felt that his head seemed to be green.

"Yesterday in the market, there was a green wood hairpin, just right for you, I have asked someone to buy it, I will send it to you later, do you like it or not?"

The young man in Mai did not see the slightest arrogance at this time, his face was full of flattery, and his eyes flashed with lustful eyes from time to time, not leaving the full and plump place of the woman's body.

"Song Qingshu, this is the Mo Pavilion, not your Song Mansion, please respect yourself. ”

The smile on Gu Lianying's face disappeared and became expressionless.

"Yingying, my father has already proposed to the above, and sooner or later you will be a member of my Song family. ”

Song Qingshu is proud, this is the general trend, as long as the order from above comes down, Gu Lianying is just an ordinary person, can he still turn out his palm?

"Get out!"

Gu Lianying's face turned pale, and she watched Song Qingshu leave proudly.

"Sir, can't you give some thin noodles to the warbler?"

The delicate and charming voice was almost pleading, and Chen Yuan was excited, like an electric shock, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

Chen Yuan, a science man and an otaku, where did he go through such a battle.

"Xiaosheng that.... Pity the warbler...."

As he spoke, Chen Yuan's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at the charming figure.

The bewitching woman couldn't help but feel a lot better when she saw Chen Yuan like this, as long as she was a man, she couldn't wait to see her from the inside out, where would she be as shy as Chen Yuan?

For no reason, the bewitching woman had a good impression of Chen Yuan.

"Sir, just call me a merciful warbler, sir, please. ”

After speaking, he led Chen Yuan to walk inside.

Song Qingshu didn't go far, although he looked triumphant on the surface, but when he saw Gu Lianying being so close to an "outsider", he was still angry in his heart.

Called a little guy, Song Qingshu ordered in a low voice, and the little guy ran out quickly after listening to his instructions.

"We'll see!"

......

Ink Pavilion Room.

Chen Yuan and the bewitching woman sat opposite each other, with a small square table in the middle with two cups of tea on it.

The bewitching woman spoke first, "Mr. previously wrote a poem to allude to this pavilion, whether it is the subordinate who offended Mr., if it is the subordinate who is not long-sighted, the little girl apologizes to Mr., and I hope that Mr. will not be surprised." ”

Chen Yuan was not polite, took a sip of tea, and as soon as the tea entered his mouth, he felt a fragrance welling up in his heart, and his mouth was like drinking sweet rain. Although he didn't understand tea, Chen Yuan still felt that before crossing the Tieguanyin or something, in front of this tea, it was not much better than boiled water.

"Miss Pity Ying doesn't need Mr. to call me, I am only shallow in my studies, how can I be a Mr. Miss Pity Ying. If Miss Pitian doesn't dislike it, just call me Chen Yuan. ”

Gu Lianying is worthy of being a cabinet manager, and watching people cook is quite level.

"Mr. is too modest, the poem that Mr. did just now is far-reaching and extraordinary, even if it is a student who has entered the ranks, he does not dare to say that he can make such poems. ”

"However, the creation of the Moge Pavilion has not achieved great success so far, but it can be regarded as conscientious and conscientious, and I dare not ignore it. Why does the gentleman want to write poems and ridicule, please ask the gentleman for advice. ”

Here, it's just for him to explain.

Chen Yuan is not a person who has to make inches, and in a few words, he said to the woman.

"I'm also angry for a while, I have studied hard for 12 years, hoping to pursue the sages and explore the truth of the world, but I didn't expect to be rejected by the Mo Pavilion, how can I not be annoyed?"

After hearing this, Gu Lianying was also angry in her heart, as the manager of the local Mo Pavilion Branch, the people below were so yang and yin, and they looked at people with dog eyes, they really didn't take her seriously.

There is also that Song Qingshu, relying on the father who has a deputy manager, he will do nonsense, this time if she didn't find out early and invite people back, once the word spreads, she will bear the greatest responsibility.

Gu Lianying didn't know that someone had ill intentions towards her, and now it was just because she was protected by the position of the Mo Pavilion steward, if she made any mistakes and was taken away from the position of steward, she didn't dare to think about the consequences.

"Sir, rest assured, the ink pavilion is the ink pavilion of the world's students, will not and dare not drive away the students, mercy Ying will give Mr. a token to participate in the opening ceremony, as long as Mr. comes with a token, there is absolutely no one who does not dare to stop Mr. ”

While speaking, the charming woman reached out from the plump place in her arms, took out a delicate wooden plaque, and handed it to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan turned out to be a token, and his fingers inadvertently touched a touch of warmth and grease, which was fleeting, but it also made his first brother feel distracted, but soon, he packed up his mood and looked at the wooden card in his hand.

The wooden sign is only half the size of a palm, what kind of wood is it made of, Chen Yuan does not know, only because of the delicate texture, warm color, and heavy feel of this wooden card, he knows that it is not ordinary.

In the middle of the wooden card, there is engraved with the word Kaifeng, the iron painting silver hook, one stroke at a time, the edge is exposed, and the look is cold.

"This is the opening order prepared by our cabinet for students, this order is taken from a hundred years of iron and wood, water and fire are invulnerable, and the sword is difficult to hurt. The number of orders is very small, and Mr. Chan will definitely take it. ”

After thanking the woman, Chen Yuan was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the door, and a majestic figure appeared by the door.

"Steward Gu, I heard that you are going to give a liar the token of the opening ceremony?"

Before the people arrived, the rude and unreasonable words came first.

"This person Song Yingge, the father of Song Qingshu, is also the deputy steward of the pavilion, the patriarch of the Song clan of the city's wang clan, and the slave family can't do anything about him. ”

Gu Lianying whispered to Chen Yuan.

"It's you kid who coaxes the ancient steward with clever words, so bold!"

There was a burst of applause, and a bald man walked in, his face full of meat, and he was not a good person at first glance.

I have never seen such a brazen person, Chen Yuan was laughed at angrily, since he came to this ink pavilion, he has been humiliated again and again, no matter how good his temper is, he can't stand it, and the Buddha still has three points of anger.

"Bold? Who is bold?"

Chen Yuan drank,

"The ink pavilion is respected by the students of the world, and the respect is that the ink pavilion protects the human race and inherits the spirit of the sages, rather than looking at you and other duplicity, pointing to the deer as a horse, and reversing the villain of black and white. ”

Without waiting for the comer to get angry, Chen Yuan continued,

"You say I'm a liar, but there is evidence? What did you deceive? Who did you deceive? When and where did you deceive?"

"Can you tell me?"

"You... You...."was dumbfounded by Chen Yuan several times, and the comer was annoyed and angry.

"Qingshu, tell me everything you know. ”

"Yes. ”

It's that young man in Mai again, he should be called Song Qingshu now, and sure enough, the one called Qingshu in ancient times was not a good thing, especially the one who was still surnamed Song.

"I asked someone to inquire about Qingtian Village, there is no Chengtang High School at all, and the kindergarten in the village has long been abandoned because there is no teacher. ”

"I just ordered someone to check the records of previous years, but sixty years ago, a student surnamed Wang in Qingtian Village came to participate in the opening ceremony, but unfortunately he was not consulted by the ancestor. ”

In the following decades, no students from Qingtian Village came to participate in the opening ceremony. ”

"You said you're from Qingtian Village, what are you if you're not a liar?"

Looking at Song Qingshu's triumphant expression, if it weren't for his father's bear-like body, worried that he wouldn't be able to beat him, Chen Yuan would want to slap him and make him a face.

"Who said I was from Qingtian Village?"

"I followed the master to study in the mountains and forests, but unfortunately the day is not a holiday, a few days ago the master passed away, in the next out of the travel, the road encountered a fierce beast, fortunately rescued by the hunters of Qingtian Village, only to leave a small life, in order to repay the grace of life, the child stayed in Qingtian Village, rebuilt the village kindergarten, for the village children to learn. ”

"Everyone in Qingtian Village knows about this. Today, Xiaosheng is with the Orion of Qingtian Village, so you can call them here and find out as soon as you ask. ”

"This ......"

Seeing that Chen Yuan's tone was sonorous and loud, Song Qingshu couldn't help but take a step back.

"You haven't paid the silver hundred..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by his father,

"Qingshu, let's go!"

With that, turn around and leave. also ignored Song Qingshu in the back.

"Boy, let's see!"

Putting down the cruel words, Song Qingshu caught up with his father and asked in a low voice, "Father, just let that kid go?"

glared at his son who couldn't make it.

"Waste, the news is not clear. ”

Since he dares to say that, and he can still confront people, it means that this matter is mostly true. ”

"As long as his identity is fine, the matter of silver money is just a trivial matter, and it can't be embarrassed at all. ”

"Only wait for the opening ceremony to say, you have to fight for energy, it won't be so troublesome at all. ”

Song Qingshu saw that he was pulling it on him, secretly annoyed, and remembered Chen Yuan in his heart.

The momentum came violently and walked away in embarrassment.

Gu Lianying taught some issues of the opening ceremony in detail, and Chen Yuan only felt that he had gained a lot.

The village chief did miss a lot of things, and if he went to the opening ceremony empty-handed, the chance of failure was more than ninety percent.

Now, Chen Yuan muttered to himself in his heart, he needed to prepare something.