The two went to the backyard together, still seated at the table in the backyard pavilion, while Xia Yan set up a barbecue rack on the side and warmed the wine.

Although it is a cold winter, the three of them are all people with cultivation, and they are full of blood and energy, but they don't feel cold, and there is a barbecue stove burning next to them.

"It's a pity that it's a sunny day, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard haven't bloomed yet, otherwise if the plum blossoms in this courtyard are in full bloom, and there are a few pieces of goose feather snow in the sky, we will sit here like this and drink, it will be more meaningful." Qin Ziling looked at the beautiful woman opposite, and then looked at the sun hanging in the sky outside, and couldn't help but say with a little regret.

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to be an elegant person!" Xiao Jing said with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Haha, don't think that I have a full beard, and I only know that hunting is a rough person, I really want to be more literary, I don't necessarily lose to you, the eldest lady of the Xiao family!" Qin Ziling said with a smile.

"Really?" Seeing Qin Ziling say this, Xiao Jing forgot about his worries for a while, pointed to the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and said, "Although this plum blossom has not bloomed yet, I don't think it will prevent Mr. Qin from singing a plum song!" As long as Mr. Qin can make a poem of Yongmei within a quarter of an hour, I will consider myself inferior to you and punish myself with three glasses of wine. ”

Qin Ziling couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment when he heard this, and thought to himself, isn't it, such a familiar bridge, could it be that I, a traverser, also want to open the mode of poetry composition of Sao Bao?

"Mr. Qin, isn't he just joking?" Xiao Jing saw Qin Ziling's stunned look on his face, and he felt that it should have been like this, but he was inevitably a little disappointed.

In fact, since Qin Ziling bought Tianji Bone Paste through her, Xiao Jing had a trace of heroic sympathy for him, so seeing Qin Ziling say that he was still a literary person, Xiao Jing was both surprised and a little expectant.

After all, she is the eldest lady of a wealthy family, and she still hopes that the man she admires can be both civil and military, not just a vulgar horseman.

Qin Ziling saw that Xiao Jing had obviously misunderstood him, and remembered the plots of some time-traveling novels he had read, and suddenly had a bad taste.

"Isn't it just a song of Mei? Why do you need a quarter of an hour, watch me compose a song for Miss Xiao Jing now! Qin Ziling thought of some plot in his mind, said something angry, and then got up, facing the plum blossoms in the courtyard, leaving Xiao Jing with a sassy back.

Xiao Jing and Xia Yan, who was busy on the side, both widened their eyes all of a sudden, showing a look of disbelief on their faces.

Isn't it, this bearded man can really chant poetry?

How did they know that the bearded man in front of them was a traverser, who had ALS before the crossing, and he read books every day when he had nothing to do, but he inadvertently became a scholar who was full of wealth and wealth.

Xiao Jing and Xia Yan were surprised, and when they didn't believe it, Qin Ziling had already recited: "The snow abuse wind is more and more awe-inspiring, and the temperament in the flower is the strongest." ”

"The snow abuse wind is more and more awe-inspiring, and the temperament in the flower is the strongest." Qin Ziling had just read the first two sentences, and Xiao Jing's delicate body trembled slightly, and the whole person stood up involuntarily, staring at Qin Ziling's back with complicated eyes.

Xia Yan also forgot about the work in her hands, and was so surprised that she raised her hand to cover her mouth, for fear that she would make a sound.

The poems are not very beautiful and exquisite, but Qin Ziling made it in such a short time, and it seems that he is using Yongmei as a metaphor to praise Xiao Jing, which is very rare and valuable.

"Outdated and self-combined, shame to Dongjun is more begging." Qin Ziling continued to read out the last two sentences.

When Qin Ziling's last two sentences were read out, Xiao Jing was a little stupid, and teardrops the size of beans rolled down from her pretty face.

If the first two sentences are just a metaphor for a person's unyielding quality in the face of a strong enemy by using plum blossoms to stand proudly in the snow, it cannot be said that Qin Ziling is referring to Xiao Jing, because many Yongmei's poems in the Great Qi Kingdom have this expression.

But the last two sentences, writing that the plum blossoms are out of season, willing to fall away, shame and begging for mercy, completely hit Xiao Jing's deepest heart.

Isn't she the plum blossom that has passed the most beautiful season and is about to wither and fall? But how could she beg for mercy from her family and her uncles, and how could she bow to Xiao Liu, who came just now?

After Qin Ziling finished reading the poem, he turned around slowly, secretly feeling a little proud, thinking that Xiao Jing and Xia Yan must have expressions of shock and admiration on their faces at this time, but they saw Xiao Jing, a strong woman, who turned out to be pear blossoms with rain, looking distressed and pitiful, and Xia Yan was even worse, and even her shoulders trembled slightly, and she actually sobbed in a low voice.

"This, this, Miss Xiao Jing, Miss Xia Yan, what's wrong with you?" Qin Ziling looked at this scene and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

That's not right, that's not how the novel is written!

"Nothing!" Xiao Jing woke up suddenly, quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and then bowed deeply to Qin Ziling and said, "Thank you Mr. Qin for the poem!" ”

"Miss Xiao Jing is polite, she just did it casually, it's nothing." Qin Ziling hurriedly said humbly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He didn't have much experience in love in his last life, not to mention the original owner of this body, he was still a chick, and Li Mo, the old devil, you can let him fiddle with zombies, he is not interested in men and women at all, and where does he know how to coax a crying beauty.

"Mr. Qin is too modest, you are a real literary person, Xiao Jing is willing to punish himself for three cups." Xiao Jing hurriedly said, then asked Qin Ziling to re-seat, and then continued, and sure enough, he drank three cups in a row.

After three cups, Xiao Jing's pretty face flew up with a touch of redness, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Qin Ziling from time to time, and Qin Ziling felt furious in his heart.

This woman won't take a fancy to me because of this poem, will she?

Xiao Jing is such a woman, naturally it is impossible to fall in love with Qin Ziling so simply, but in the past, she had a sense of heroic pity for Qin Ziling, but now with this poem, she has regarded Qin Ziling as the only confidant in her life.

In this world, even her closest parents don't know what she really insists on and what she cares about the most!

But the man in front of him, who seems to be just a vulgar horseman, understands her and knows her!

"If Mr. Qin doesn't mind, how about we call each other brother and sister? I call you Brother Qin, you can call me by my name or call me Qin'er. Xiao Jing said suddenly, her pretty face reflected the stove next to her and became more and more red, making her exude a seductive femininity.

"Ahem!" Qin Ziling was drinking, and he was caught off guard and choked all of a sudden.

"Is Mr. Qin unwilling?" Seeing this, Xiao Jing showed a hint of disappointment.

She really regarded Qin Ziling as a confidant, so she suddenly got her mind.