"Miss... Oops..."

The bottle held four pieces of paper in one hand and a skirt in the other, trotting all the way.

But the cobblestone path was not smooth, and if you didn't pay attention, you stumbled, and only three or four steps forward could you stabilize your figure.

"It's okay—" She patted her slightly bulging chest in fear, and then paid attention to her feet.

"Look at the road." Baili Mingsu waited by the pavilion, and when the bottle came closer, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly, and then stared at the paper in the bottle's hand, and asked, "Is it all done by him?" ”

He, except for Han Fu, has nothing else to say.

"Hmm." The bottle handed the paper to Baili Mingsu, and said with a smile: "Miss, Qin Gongzi seems to have lost, congratulations to Miss for finding Ruyi Langjun." ”

"Ghost girl, what nonsense." Baili Mingsu scolded with a smile and took the paper.

The bottle playfully stuck out the tip of her tongue and followed Baili Mingsu into the pavilion.

Enter the pavilion, sit down, spread the paper, and read them one by one.

In fact, there is no need to say more, since she saw her coming in a hurry with four pieces of paper in her hand, Baili Mingsu had already guessed.

The first two songs are handed down.

And these four songs can be transmitted here, and the worst is also medium.

Such six poems, compared with Qin Weiren, have the upper hand.

Therefore, even if Han Fu's seventh song is only inferior, it doesn't have to be too amazing, it is still a sure win.

But deep down, I'm still too curious.

"Platinum for green pine... Late at night, I smuggle a good voice..."

The third song is decent, but its idea is clear, and it can be called a superior work.

Baili Mingsu glanced at the poem for a moment, then set it aside and looked at the second piece of paper, the fourth poem belonging to Han Fu.

She couldn't help but chant softly: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break... Amorous parting since ancient times... And with whom..."

Reading and reading, Baili Mingsu showed a little distraction, and when the whole poem was finished, he was actually in a trance.

Or feel something, or be touched by the artistic conception in the words.

In short, a small ripple was set off in her calm heart, but it soon calmed down.

And she also defined the word: heirloom!

It's handed down again, is he a demon?

Three of the four poems have been handed down to the world, and one is of the highest quality.

The corners of Baili Mingsu's mouth lifted slightly, and he had a conclusion in his heart.

Qin Weiren, who was preparing for March, not only lost, but lost in a mess.

Not only did Qin Weiren lose, but even she lost.

Including the Zhou family, the Qin family... The participants in this plot all lost.

The one who loses the most completely is the Qin family, right?

lost a good son-in-law, and was unable to marry the Zhou family.

Thyme Mingsu also thought of this.

Even if he was clever, he didn't expect that there would be such a rebellious person as Han Fu in the world.

She didn't think it was her own negligence, and the appearance of such a poetic immortal-like character would not exist in all expectations.

But although he lost, Baili Mingsu was willing to lose and couldn't ask for it.

Baili Mingsu thought so, showing a shallow smile, and snickered at the bottle.

I think it's all providence, or is my brother's hexagram a spirit?

Thinking of this, she felt more and more amused, and her smile deepened.

The curse of my brother's reverse, after all, is a shackle that cannot be broken.

Thyme Mingsu took a deep breath, calmed his inner emotions, and looked at the next poem.

"Don't laugh at the farmer's wine... Another village... The cane knocks at the door all the time and night..."

"Another village..."

"Another village..."

Baili Mingsu muttered this sentence repeatedly, his bright eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said to himself: "Is he talking to me?" The lost mulberry elm and the east corner of the harvest are not another village. ”

God is pitiful, Han Fu is purely plagiarizing poetry, and there is no meaning mixed in with it.

With a smile, Baili Mingsu realized that he was thinking too much.

She and Han Fu have never met, how could the other party talk to her through poetry.

But this poem... Before last!

Song 6.

Bai Li Mingsu put aside all distractions and looked at the last piece of paper.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky... I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for a long time..."

Quiescence!

When she finished reading these words, the lakeside pavilion fell silent, only the rustle of flowers and trees carried by the golden wind came, but it could not blow the silence here.

A certain heartstring seems to have been touched and has not been quiet for a long time.

"Miss," the bottle called, breaking the silence.

Baili Ming came back to his senses, put away the poems that belonged to Han Fu, and praised: "Good poems, good words." ”

"Not only good poems and good words, but also good people." The bottle covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "I picked up the wall to see it, although Han Gongzi was dressed in cloth, it was difficult to hide his brilliance." Not to mention talented, he was also handsome and extraordinary, quite literati. In the face of many difficult people, he is still neither humble nor arrogant, and he talks and laughs freely. ”

"You girl." Baili Mingsu looked at the bottle and said with a smile: "Those who don't know, I still think that you are choosing a husband, isn't it Sichun?" ”

"Miss, you..." Bottle's face was like the sunset, red and glamorous, and she stomped her feet in protest, and said: "Bottle'er is just happy for Miss, how can it be so unbearable, and I still think... Oops..."

At this point, he covered his face with both hands.

The bottle is like this, Baili Mingsu felt funny, so he shook his head and said: "When the scenery is infinite, everyone can talk and laugh freely." It would be too arbitrary to judge his character in this way. ”

"Miss is saying that even if you get married, you have to look at her conduct, and then decide whether it is a cave house?" Bottler put down her hands, her face was still red, and she asked curiously.

"Hmm." Thyme Mingsu nodded slowly.

She is different from ordinary daughters, she has independent and unique ideas.

Although Han Fushi is rebellious, she also likes it, and after a peek at the bottle, she gave a high evaluation.

But all of the above is only the surface after all.

"How do you observe the Fa?" Bottle asked again.

"Naturally, the road knows the horsepower, and the hearts of the people will be seen over time."

"Huh? It's going to take a long time..."The bottle is very puzzled by the idea of thyme.

"What? In a hurry? Bai Li Mingsu quipped.

"What do you mean by that, Miss?" The bottle was stunned, tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

Baili Mingsu smiled brightly, stared at the red face of the bottle, and said: "I married him, and you and Lian'er are the maids in the room." His talent is rare in the world, and if you are tempted, it is normal. As for why you are in a hurry, it is naturally for the moment of the Spring Festival. If so, then serve him and warm his bed. ”

Lian'er is another personal maid of Baili Mingsu, who recently took a leave of absence and was not in the house.

"Miss, you... How can Bottle be such a shameless person. The bottle stomped on her feet, and the red glow crawled all over her cheeks again, and it was thicker than before. Then he lowered his head and whispered, like a mosquito fly: "Besides... Bottler is Miss's maid, Miss and Uncle have not yet had the same room, how dare Bottler trespass. ”

As Baili Mingsu said, Han Fu is talented and quite stylish, which girl can not fall in love?

Even she is a heartstring plucker, but she is still sensible.

Before recognizing the true character, even if you get married, you don't want to rush to entrust everything.

After all, Han Fu was like a comet-tailed meteor, born out of thin air.

I've never heard of it before, and I don't know about it.

Friendship is heart-to-heart, but throughout the past and present, those who are full of talent and small do not know how many.

An ordinary woman like a bottle only pays attention to her talent, appearance and other appearances.

As everyone knows, the so-called beloved, the character engraved in the depths of the bones is the most important.

Seeing that the bottle was extremely ashamed, Baili Mingsu stopped joking, got up with a smile, and walked towards the path on the other side of the garden.

The bottle is embarrassed, and there is also the panic of being told the central thing.

As Baili Mingsu said, she is a maid who marries, also known as a maid in the room.

Who her uncle is and how she behaves is closely related to the rest of her life.

About Qin Weiren, the bottle has also heard about it.

As for the marriage plan of the two families of Zhou and Qin, she was slightly resistant, but she was helpless.

Her own young lady did not hesitate to sacrifice happiness to seek a future for the Zhou family. As a maid, she has no choice but to follow to the death.

Han Fu appeared, and the poet overpowered Qin Weiren, who had been preparing for three months, and suddenly changed the young lady's mind, which can be said to be clear of the clouds and see the blue sky.

And peeking at it, the bottle is already a little excited.

This is a good person, and it is unknown how it is for the time being, but at least it is stronger than Qin Weiren.

Baili Mingsu said her thoughts openly, and the bottle was in turmoil, embarrassed and panicked, for fear of annoying Miss.

Fortunately, the young lady was not annoyed, the bottle secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when she came back to her senses, Baili Mingsu had already gone away.

"Miss, wait for me..."

She hurried after it, and as she ran, the pale green skirt fluttered.

....

The backyard of the Zhou Mansion, an independent courtyard.

In the main room, Baili Mingda, who was slightly chubby and had a white face, was holding a hexagram book and was obsessed with it.

Today, my sister Baili Mingsu is playing to recruit relatives, and there are many cats, but the two Zhou and Qin families have conspired for a long time and gone through the motions.

His sister gave up his own happiness for the sake of the Zhou family, he felt ashamed, and there was no other way than to make up for the hexagram book and make himself better.

Sister, don't worry, my brother will protect you in the future... This is an obsession from Baili Mingda's heart.

As for whether there will be an accident in recruiting relatives today, he is not worried.

Because before the swing, he made a hexagram.

Hexagram Daji: Everything goes well!

It's never been accurate before, but this time there will be no mistakes.

Because, just the day before yesterday, his hexagram skills were refined, and it was a huge improvement in the span, and Baili Mingda was full of confidence.

Thinking of this, he smiled pleasantly.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open, and Baili Mingsu walked in, followed by the little maid Bottle.

Baili Mingda raised his head, his eyes swept over Baili Mingsu, fell on the bottle, and said in surprise: "Sick?" His face was as red as a ripe crab. ”

The bottle was very embarrassed, bowed his head and said, "No... Didn't get sick. ”

"Oh." Baili Mingda didn't ask much, and looked at Baili Mingsu.

"Didn't my brother say that it was smooth sailing today?" Baili Mingsu put a stack of paper in front of Baili Mingda, with a light smile on his face, which was meaningful.

"That's nature." Baili Mingda couldn't help but be proud, looked at the paper with obvious ink, and said with a smile: "This is all prepared by Qin Weiren in advance..."

Suddenly, he paused, and finally realized that his sister's smile was not normal, and then looked at Baili Mingsu's smiling face, blinked his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Something happened?" ”

"As my brother expected, something happened." Baili Mingsu responded with a smile.

"Impossible, impossible..."Baili Mingda was quite angry, and said, "My hexagram is obviously ..."

He thought of his past hexagrams, and said, "But my hexagram is obviously diligent, how can it be?" ”

Baili Mingsu ignored Baili Mingda's questioning and said: "His name is Han Fu, and he had a marriage contract with Qin Zhaoning before, but the Qin family is powerful, bullied him, and broke the contract strongly. Today's Deck... Even if only six of the seven questions were done, Qin Weiren would have lost completely. ”

"Then didn't this Qin family lift a stone and hit themselves in the foot..."Baili Mingda looked strange, and then became puzzled again.

Looking at his sister's face, he suddenly said, "Then you are still laughing, don't fool me." ”

"Whether it's true or not, my brother will know at a glance." Baili Mingsu shook his head, indicating that there was no need to lie to you, so he continued: "I just want to say that my brother miscalculated this time, you have no talent in hexagrams, so you should study the scriptures and the art of war." ”

Baili Mingda was very annoyed by the denial of talent, he got up on the table, and said: "I don't believe it, the Qin family is too miserable, how can there be such a coincidence in the world, and the reincarnation of heaven should not be so fast, you must be making fun of me." ”

Baili Mingda's words were conclusive, and after saying that, he got up and ran out of the room, and the words continued: "It's against you, you dare to make fun of your brother." ”

Actually, he is a little flustered now, and wants to stay away from his sister and see if it is true by the way.

Looking at the empty door and the back of his brother's gradual disappearance, Baili Mingsu followed with interest.

Baili Mingda trotted all the way, his slightly chubby body made him gasp, and when he reached the front yard, he saw the closed door of the house, and the ladder leaning against the wall next to it.

Turning around, he ran to the ladder, climbed up with his head, and poked his head over the courtyard wall, revealing the scene in the ring.

In between breaths, he fixed his gaze on Han Fu.

At this moment, Han Fu is reciting the seventh poem "Self-deprecation".

Han Fu's face came into view, Baili Mingda stared at Xu Xuan, his eyes opened instantly, and he muttered in disbelief: "How could it be... No way, I must have read it wrong. ”

After saying that, he carefully watched a few more breaths, and his expression became more and more solemn, and even his body trembled slightly from the beating heart.

It's as if I've seen a great horror, and it's hard to control myself.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible..."

He was stunned and repeated the words.