Qiao Saijiu shook his head: "It's not good......

He rarely leaves the country on weekdays, and he hardly gets involved in those political affairs.

"But now the situation is ......," Qiao Xianjiu said slowly, looking at the swaying river, "There can be waves anywhere."

Chang Sui Ning also looked at the river.

That's right, it's possible anywhere.

But I'm afraid that if this layer of waves rises, it will affect the entire river.

At this time, the wind rose, and the yellowed willow leaves on the old willow trees by the river fell, and although the fallen leaves were light, they also smashed out the pits and ripples of the water circle on the surface of the river.

"What the hell are you kidding, it's time to close the rod!" Qiao Xianjiu urged.

The heavens and the earth are big, and it is more important than harvesting the rod.

"Come on, shake it like this first...... Qiao Xianjiu patiently instructed, "So that the hook can be hung deeper, so that the fish will not easily break free......

Chang Sui Ning did it one by one.

A herring struggled to get pulled up from the water, causing a splash.

Qiao Saijiu was satisfied: "Autumn fish are always better to catch......

Chang Sui Ning grabbed the herring, took it off the hook, threw it into the fish basket, and watched it flick its tail and struggle in the fish basket.

Fish die for food, and people come for profit.

The wind rose a little stronger, and the sky was a little darker, Chang Sui Ning was no longer in a hurry to get the bait, and only subconsciously looked at the wind and clouds surging in the sky on the other side of the river.

Looks like it's going to rain.

This autumn rain has been brewing for some time, and the rain always has to fall, and it is nothing more than a distinction between an earlier day and a later day.

Before it rained, Joe put away the fishing rod.

The wind was so big that the bow dispersed early, Cui Lang ran diligently to carry the fish basket, and the group talked and laughed and returned to Qiao's residence.

"What is on the mind of Chang Niangzi?" On the way, Xi Zhiyuan, who was traveling with him, asked.

The young man has a fair complexion, narrow eyes, and a smile on his face, giving people a good temper.

He gets along well with Cui Lang and others, and he never talks much, often he nods and says yes when others say anything, and it is rare to take the initiative to ask this time.

Chang Suining, who didn't talk much along the way, didn't deny it when he heard this, but said, "I'm thinking about something."

"Is it because of the Hibiscus Flower Society?"

Chang Suining shook her head, she had no intention of saying anything, so she asked the other party casually: "I heard that Xi Langjun will finish his graduation in the coming year, I don't know what his plans are in the future, will he stay in Dasheng for a long time, or will he return to Dongluo?"

"There are no specific plans yet." Xi Zhiyuan smiled: "I still have to discuss it with my family before I can decide."

"What kind of Dongluo is going back, just stay in Dasheng, are you really willing to let us go to the Wuji Society?" Cui Lang leaned over, carrying a fish basket in one hand and leaning on Xi Zhiyuan's shoulder with the other.

Xi Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head: "Naturally, I am reluctant."

Cui Lang said with a smile: "You are all excellent in the examination in the first half of the year, and it is not a problem to find an official and a half-position in Beijing after graduation, why don't you just enter the Dasheng nationality and marry our Dasheng girl as the lady in charge?"

Xi Zhiyuan coughed lightly, and his fair face seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

Qiao Yubai smiled and said, "Zhiyuan has always been thin-skinned, so don't make fun of Cui Liulangjun."

"This is not a joke, I am seriously planning for Zhiyuan."

When a group of people laughed and talked and returned to Qiao Xijiu's residence, they saw a group of more than a dozen prisoners waiting outside the courtyard gate.

The leader is Song Xian, and most of the rest are faces in the Plum Hunting Society.

Song Xian saw Chang Suining at a glance.

The girl in the green robe also looked at him.

This was the first time the two had met since that chess match.

There was no hostility or smugness on the girl's face, nor any emotion worth mentioning, but when she looked at him, she nodded to him as usual, which was regarded as a greeting.

Song Xian avoided her gaze, but also nodded slightly.

"I heard that today is the birthday of the sake festival, so the students came to congratulate me." surname

Xian and the others stepped forward to give a salute and presented the birthday gift that had been prepared.

"It's rare that you have a heart." Qiao Xijiu nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "When the mind arrives, let's take this thing back."

"It's not anything valuable, it's all a small gift that is not worth mentioning, and most of them are calligraphy and paintings made by students."

"That's right, let's take the sacrificial wine."

The students are all very sincere, Qiao Yubai explained with a smile: "You classmates don't know, the abbot master of Dayun Temple once said that this year, my father committed Tai Sui, and it is not suitable to hold a birthday banquet and even less to receive gifts, this is a way to avoid disasters."

Song Xian was stunned when he heard this, but he immediately saluted: "In this case, it is the students who are abrupt."

"It's okay." Qiao Xianjiu smiled and said, "Take the things back and keep them, and I'll collect them next year."

The students responded in unison.

"Do you want to stay and eat together?" Qiao Xijiu stretched out his hand and pointed to the fish basket in Cui Lang's hand: "The fresh fish that was caught!"

Song Xian and the others had different expressions when they heard this.

I have to say that sacrificial wine, a way to keep people to eat, is quite rushed.

"Since it is inconvenient to hold a banquet with sacrificial wine, the students will not bother."

"Yes, yes......"

A group of prisoners said goodbye.

Cui Lang, Hu Huan and the others were not good at being cheeky and left to eat, and then they also left.

Seeing Song Xian and the others walking in front, a young man beside Cui Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "Cui Liulang, are we going to tease them?"

In the past, those people in the Plum Hunting Society were more arrogant than the other, and they always looked down on them in words, and now it was a good time for them to take revenge.

"What do you say?" Cui Lang slapped him on the head: "Master has explained, you can't do the act of falling into the well, the things on the chessboard are just solved on the chessboard, and you are not allowed to ridicule the other party by winning or losing afterwards."

He deliberately raised his voice to say this, making sure that Song Xian and the others could hear it clearly.

After speaking, Cui Lang felt good, and felt that his image and bearing were raised in place, even if he was as tall as Mount Tai, he would be ashamed of himself in front of him at this moment.

I have to say that this feeling of standing at the highest point of character and morality is much more enjoyable than ridiculing the other party!

It has to be Master!

Cui Lang was open and generous on the surface, but he was complacent in his heart, and took the people in the society to swagger past Song Xian and others.

Song Xian pursed the corners of his lips slightly.

The face of the companion beside him changed and changed: "Brother Song, they ......."

Song Xian was silent for a moment in a complicated mood and said, "They have done a good job."

The rest were also silent.

The other party's attitude these days is indeed nothing worth talking about.

After a while, Song Xiancai said, "Let's go."

He has thought about it many times these days, and he has been to Dengtai Tower more than once to watch paintings.

He gradually understood where he lost, not only to the flamboyant and willful girl in his eyes, but also to his own obsessive prejudice.

Because of the other party's apprenticeship and Qiao's sacrificial wine and he failed, he was dissatisfied and prejudiced against the other party from the beginning, and he refused to admit it, so he would always find reasons to belittle and deny the right, including the other party's identity as a woman-

His original intention was to protect his dignity and face, but in the end, he lost his dignity and face.

If he had gone to Dengtai Tower earlier, if he had seen the picture of the tiger walking in the mountains and forests before, and had been able to appreciate the openness contained in the painting with his own eyes, he would not have been so arrogant as to think that he would definitely be able to win her, and if he didn't compare, he wouldn't have lost.

In other words, he has already lost ugly when he treated people with bias from the beginning.

That game of chess was the biggest loss he had ever lost since entering Beijing.

He deserved all those ridicules, and the rest of the month was enough for him to accept all this, and now he should take this as a warning, and always remind himself not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

As for the "little girl" who won him......

Thinking of this, Song Xian's demeanor dodged.

He hadn't yet figured out how to face her.

However, he will soon leave the country to prepare for the Spring Festival, and there should be little chance of seeing him again in the future.

On the other side, Cui Lang was stopped halfway by the servants found at home.

「…… Father told me to go back?" Cui Lang's scalp tightened: "Can I not go back?"

Since he came back from the hibiscus flower feast, he thought that those clansmen would complain, so he went into the Guozijian and didn't even dare to enter the house, just avoiding his father.

The servant's expression was also very embarrassed: "Master Lang is sick, Madame has specially explained, you better go back."

"Father is sick?" Cui Lang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Then I can't go back, at this time, my father will be angry when he sees me, isn't that worse than sick?"

At the end, Zhengse said, "I'd better continue to stay in the country and do my filial piety."

This purely fictitious method of filial piety made the servant smile bitterly, and then lowered his voice and said: "But Madame said, the reason why Lord Lang fell ill was because of Da Lang Jun's flower banquet and begging for marriage, and it was precisely because he couldn't beat or scold Da Lang Jun that he was so depressed that he fell ill, if you don't go back, Lord Lang is afraid that he will go crazy......

"Co-authored Auntie, this is to let me go back and send my eldest brother to die!"

Is he biological or not!

"It can't be said that it's all Dai Langjun...... the servant said euphemistically, "You did help at the flower banquet, didn't you......

Cui Lang wanted to cry without tears.

The reason why this family has barely survived all these years is because he exchanged his life!

Anyi Fang, Cui's family, Cui Xun had a sick face, and was half-leaning on the couch.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he asked Lu Shi in a cold voice, "It's been this hour, why hasn't that erection returned from the Guozijian yet?" I'm so sick now that he even forgets the rules of serving his father?"

Lu Shi said coldly: "Lord Lang is counting on Lang'er to serve the sick, it is better to count on the monkeys of Mount Emei."

Cui Xun frowned: "You ......."

How could he feel that the Lu family, who had always been obedient to him, always wanted to choke him between the lines since he came back from the hibiscus flower banquet?

Who gave her guts?

Cui Xun was angry, and said with a cold face: "I have been busy dealing with the reproaches of those clansmen in the past few days, but I haven't had time to ask you why you are helping that rebel mess around at that flower banquet that day!"

As we all know, in his case, the vertical son refers to the second son, and the reverse son refers to the eldest son.

Lu Shi chuckled in his heart, knowing that it was not yet time to completely turn over at this time, and he had to be patient in the face of his unlucky husband for the time being.

In the next moment, her eyes turned red.

At the same moment, the servant woman had put the veil into the hand of her wife.