The load rod swayed slightly, and a few ripples appeared on the water surface, expanding lightly and in an instant.

A few red carp frolic around the edge of the pool, entangled from end to end, competing to chase each other.

Near the pond water pavilion.

Baili Mingsu sat on the railing, looked back sideways, put his right arm on the red railing, pinched some fish food in his hand, twisted lightly with his left hand, and occasionally fed when appreciating the carp, causing the red carp to scramble, and the fish tail was slapped in the air and the water splashed.

Her eyebrows are quiet, the corners of her mouth are soothing, and she seems to be still but not moving, like a beautiful picture.

"Why did Sister Mingsu come here to sit alone and not talk to us?"

There were three young girls in the water pavilion, two red and one emerald, and the speaker was the woman in green clothes who was the leader.

There is no need to look back, Baili Mingsu will know who is coming.

turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was the three people who had the best relationship in the past.

The girl in cuiyi is named Lin Bingqing, the eldest daughter of Lin Jieling, the secretary of Dali Temple.

Lin Bingqing's left and right daughters are all dressed in red.

On the left is Wu Wanjun, the granddaughter of Wu Zhongyuan, the imperial historian, and on the right is Gu Huachao, the young daughter of Gu Yong, a waiter in the Criminal Department.

Among the daughters of many eunuchs in Dingxing, Baili Mingsu and the three of them are the best, and they can be regarded as close friends in the boudoir.

The three of them are all good-looking, each with their own autumn colors.

The so-called things gather by like, and people are divided by groups.

The beautiful people are all handsome, and the ugly people are all ugly.

Nothing more.

Although the three of them are beautiful, they are still a cut short of Baili Mingsu, one of the three beauties of Dingxing, not just a false name.

Today's Lotus Garden Literary Meeting, the daughters of various families also came to join in the fun, and those who did not leave the cabinet secretly looked at it, in order to seek a heart-warming beloved.

Therefore, the corridor is separated, and the literati on the other side of the lotus garden drink and ask, and on this side are the warblers and warblers, who are extremely beautiful.

Baili Mingsu threw all the fish food in his hand into the pool, and said with a smile: "I am already a wife, so it is inconvenient to look for talented people with you." ”

Gu Huachao covered her mouth and smiled: "My sister has only been married for a few days, and she has already thought like this, and the change is so fast, the little sister is speechless." I think it is the love of husband and wife, and the love is as deep as the sea. ”

Wu Wanjun quipped: "That's it, Sister Mingsu's husband's poetry is peerless, seven poems in a row, the first classic." is so talented, I don't know how many young ladies I envy. Such a husband wants to be hibiscus, and his ears and temples are grinding. ”

The trio chuckled.

Gu Hua said to the interface: "Others despise his status as a son-in-law, but they don't know how many sisters they envy. Don't take a concubine, don't mess with flowers, Sister Mingsu and him are really a couple for a lifetime. It's just that Sister Mingsu doesn't want to bully him in the future. ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Bingqing looked at Gu Huachao with disdain, and said with a smile: "Sister Mingsu has been knowledgeable since she was a child, and she will definitely raise her eyebrows, and she will use you to remind her?" ”

Gu Huachao squirmed again and again: "Bah, my fault, Sister Mingsu don't be angry." ”

For the sisters to laugh, Baili Mingsu didn't care, they were so noisy in the past, but Baili Mingsu was quiet and rarely mixed.

Baili Mingsu smiled: "I'm not a jealous woman, if you are really envious, why don't you beg the family to be a concubine for your husband." ”

"Sister Mingsu, what are you talking about?"

"No shame, oops..."

"How could we..."

The three of them seem to be bold, but they are actually extremely thin-skinned.

With a simple sentence, Baili Mingsu made the three of them red-faced and stomped their feet shyly.

Baili Ming couldn't help but ask, "Today's Wenhui is all Dingxing talents, but there are people you like?" ”

The red on the faces of the three of them did not fade, and they all shook their heads.

Wu Wanjun said: "The Wenhui has just begun, and there is no news yet, and I don't know which talent will shine today. ”

"Alas..."Gu Huachao showed regret on her face and sighed: "It's a pity that today is not a poetry meeting, if not, Sister Mingsu's husband will definitely be able to take the lead." ”

He should be glad that it is not a poetry club, and he can enjoy it alone for a few days. It's a pity... The sky does not follow people's wishes, and the writer Zhao Ziqian has already unveiled his face. ”

The chatter of the four was interrupted by outsiders, and they saw five more women coming together.

The person at the head looked at him with a mocking face and sneered: "What kind of poetry is peerless, but it's just a person who deceives the world and steals fame." ”

Baili Mingsu looked at it, his eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, and there was no trace.

Gu Huachao pinched his waist and said, "Wang Luohe, what nonsense are you talking about?" Talking nonsense all day long, aren't you afraid of walking down the river? ”

On weekdays, Baili Ming is quiet and indisputable, and there are many daughters in Dingxing, and there are very few people who intersect with her.

Except for Lin Bingqing's three daughters, Wang Luohe is one person.

It's just that the nature of the two is different, and Lin Bingqing's three daughters are good friends with her.

Wang Luohe was at odds with her.

As for the reason, it's simple.

Wang Luohe thinks very highly of herself, and thinks that Xing Sanmei should have a place for her.

Or redefined, it is the four beauties instead of the three beauties.

However, he has always had a rare reputation, and he can't help but feel jealous, and he acts against Baili Mingsu everywhere.

And Baili Mingsu has a talented husband, which makes her itchy and sour.

As for the other two beauties, why don't they target?

First, Qin Zhaoning, the general who swept his eyebrows, had excellent martial arts and was easy to beat.

Second, Xiao Yourong of the Xiao family disappeared for no reason and did not know where he went.

In this way, only thyme is left to target.

Wang Luohe has a foxy face, dresses charmingly, and is full of spring love in her gestures.

"Nonsense?" Wang Luohe chuckled, rolled his eyes lightly, and said, "I'm not talking nonsense, the news just came that something happened over there." But it was the writer Zhao Ziqian who exposed Han Fu's face, but the seven poems were not written by Han Fu, but by the hands of Zhao Ziqian, written on paper and hung on the wall. Some time ago, Zhao Wenhao's home was robbed and he lost some property. Unexpectedly, the poems were also remembered by the thieves..."

Wang Luohe is quite a little down-and-earth, and what he says is no matter how detailed, and his words are chiseled, and he is proud.

In the end, he didn't forget to be sarcastic and said, "Tut-tut... One of the three beauties who is full of fame, the person who married is actually a thief of chickens and dogs, which is really embarrassing. ”

"What?"

"It can't be."

"Sister Mingsu..."

Lin Bingqing's three daughters were stunned on the spot, and looked at Baili Mingsu, anxious and worried.

"What's impossible about this, Zhao Ziqian's generation of writers, can he still deceive people?" Wang Luohe said.

Baili Mingsu was also stunned, and then denied Wang Luohe's words in his heart.

If Han Fuzhen is a thief, how to explain "Like a Dream Order"?

According to what Wang Luohe said, Zhao Ziqian lost only seven poems, which just coincided with the title of the ring, which seemed too coincidental.

Moreover, Han Fu font is unique and self-contained, and he must be a person who is really talented and learned.

Baili Mingsu conjectured, this matter is strange.

looked at everyone, but seeing that his friends were full of worry, Wang Luohe and the others looked playful and gloating.

She took a step indifferently and said: "Whether it's true or not, you can see it at a glance." ”

There is a difference between men and women, but there is no big defense.

Lin Bingqing's three daughters hesitated for a moment, and followed Baili Mingsu.

"Let's go, let's also go and see how Sister Mingsu's husband was ruined. Gee... It's both a son-in-law and a thief.,It's interesting.。。 Wang Luohe twisted the waist of the water snake and followed behind him unhurriedly, not forgetting the yin and yang weirdness of his friends beside him.

The two corridors are separated, but they are also connected.

Baili Mingsu ignored the gazes of other girls passing by, walked along the corridor, and met a girl at the intersection of the corridors.

This woman is elegant and delicate, and her skin is whiter than snow.

The daughter of Linjiang Taishou, Lu Zhiyu.

"Sister Mingsu." Lu Zhiyu is blessed.

Baili Mingsu had something in his heart, and returned the salute shallowly, saying, "When did Sister Zhiyu come back?" ”

"Two days ago." Lu Zhiyu smiled lightly and said, "I'm walking with my sister and going to see it too." ”

"Okay."

Baili Mingsu set off again, and after a while, he finally arrived at the Wenhui Office.

At this moment, many literati are already inseparable, and every word is accusing Han Fu.

Wen Qingjuan and the three great Confucians watched from the wall, their expressions were inexplicable and difficult to figure out.

Baili Mingsu looked for a moment, and Han Fu's figure came into view.

I saw Han Fuzheng drinking by himself, calmly.

As if isolated from the world, many words of condemnation fell on deaf ears.