This lowly woman, how dare she!

How dare you pinch your own death hole!

Zhao Zangzhi is strict with himself and disciplines his sisters in the family, in addition to not wanting to step after the eldest sister follows, he naturally wants to fight for a breath and not let the elders in the family look down on him.

It is said that the more you desire something, the more you lack something.

She is so tough and loves her reputation, but she has to be reprimanded and disciplined by the elders in the family.

But Shen Qingluan, a broken shoe that was abandoned and lost his virginity, why was he so precious by the Shen family.

But looking at what she is dressed today, it is delicate and precious.

Looking at the expression on her face again, she was full of arrogance and generosity, and she didn't look like she was being harassed and harsh at home.

Compared with her, Zhao Zangzhi only felt that he was a piece of sweet potato with ashes, and he was afraid that he would not drop three catties of ash if he knocked on a hammer.

The sound of the horses clattering behind him was approaching.

Zhao Yunshang tugged at Zhao Zangzhi's sleeve, "Second sister, she is a rotten woman who has lost the face of her family, why is she so arrogant?" ”

Zhao Zangzhi withdrew his hand suddenly, "Open your mouth and close your mouth is a rotten woman, who taught you the etiquette." ”

Zhao Yunsheng's face turned pale, he shrunk and withdrew his hand, and stood in front of her with his head down.

Ne is like a quail, without the arrogance of talent.

Zhao Zangzhi scolded her angrily, looked at her with satisfaction and didn't dare to speak, and the anger in his heart dissipated.

Behind the carriage, there were more and more people in line.

Zhao Zangzhi turned around, his face was as angry as singing, and he got into the carriage with a reserved and elegant smile again.

Shen Qingluan didn't know about the episode that happened behind him.

As soon as the two sisters entered the garden of Zhongqinbo's mansion, Mrs. Zhongqinbo immediately greeted them with a smile on her face.

"Yo, I looked at it from afar, and I thought it was the flower fairy in the garden who came out, and when I got closer, my eldest niece was a little more beautiful than the fairy."

When everyone heard her statement that she was about to fly into the sky, they only thought it was too exaggerated.

But when she crossed her figure and saw Shen Qingluan's appearance, her eyes suddenly lit up.

He also felt that Mrs. Zhongqinbo was too clumsy and clumsy, and she failed to portray one-tenth of Shen Qingluan's beauty.

I saw Shen Qingluan fluttering from the flower path, the wind blowing the trees and shaking, and his figure was really like a fairy.

The golden sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, shining on Shen Qingluan's face, and the long eyelashes reflected two black crescents on the creamy cheeks.

When they got closer, everyone thought in a trance, how did this person grow, and why did the whole person seem to be glowing?

Shen Qingluan smiled, without the shyness of an ordinary woman being praised, and bowed to Mrs. Zhongqinbo smoothly.

"The lord is like a cloud, and the lady praises me so much, presumably because she is confident that she can be crowned with beauty."

Mrs. Zhongqinbo helped her to get up, and Shen Qingluan slowly paced around her, and chanted sideways:

"Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant. The bun is loose and loose, and the lead is lightly makeup.

The green leaves are verdant and reflect the red fragrance, often attracting the phoenix to perch on the sycamore moon. The beauty in the world is gifted and good, and it is suspected that the queen mother came down to earth. ”

The sisters of the Zhao family, who were introduced by their subordinates, happened to hear this poem by Shen Qingluan.

They all glanced at each other, and Qi Qi's heart sank.

In the past, when they heard that Shen Qingluan was brilliant and peerless, they only thought that it was because others deliberately boasted about her family background.

After all, as Zhao women, there is no shortage of literati and writers who praise them on weekdays.

What's more, since Shen Qingluan married into the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, he has never been famous, and he has faded out of sight for a long time.

In her poem, she not only praised the grandeur of the mansion of Zhongqin Bofu, but also praised Mrs. Chen's elegance and dignity, and finally praised her noble character, like the queen mother, who was more than enthusiastic but not too attentive.

It's a rare good poem.

Zhao Yunshang squinted at Zhao Zangzhi and said, "This person must know about today's poetry meeting, and he was afraid of showing timidity, so he made a poem in advance." Hah-"

The dry laughter swallowed back under Zhao Zangzhi's cold eyes.

"You should be as stupid as everyone else, you have to make poems and let your brothers cheat for you in advance?"

Zhao Yunshang was disgraced for a while.

Zhao Zangzhi sneered, "The hibiscus, the water hall, and the Baoyun bun mentioned in her poem are all the decorations of today's Zhongqin Bofu and Mrs. Chen's dress, how can they be prepared in advance." ”

Zhao Yunshang was silent for a moment, and then smiled and flattered: "Even if she has a bit of poetry, she will definitely not be able to compare to the second sister." ”

Zhao Zangzhi lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Can't you compare?

At the other end, all the ladies led by Mrs. Zhongqinbo exclaimed in unison.

"No wonder Mrs. Chen greeted you so enthusiastically when she saw you, it turned out that you could get such a wonderful poem by praising you with just one or two sentences!

Qingluan, you grew up with me, you can't favor one over the other. ”

It was Luo Buping's wife who said this.

Luo Buping and Shen Shu have a deep relationship, and Mrs. Luo can indeed be said to have grown up with Shen Qingluan.

Shen Qingluan was still smiling, not always humble and low-key like Mrs. Jun in the past, but said calmly with a sharp edge:

"What is a poem, if Uncle Luo comes to the house as a guest, there are ten poems."

Mrs. Chen was busy blocking her, "Qingluan, don't listen to her, now that the poetry meeting has not started, no matter how much you do, you will not count, so you should leave your poems for the main drama." ”

A group of people laughed loudly, and there was no suspicion at all.

The Zhao sisters watched this scene silently, and the anger in their hearts became heavier.

Aren't these women sick, and aren't they afraid of bad luck when they are in the company of a woman who has been abandoned by their husband?

"A bunch of old women, just huddle together for warmth, ignore them, let's go and compose poems by ourselves."

Her poetry is not under Shen Qingluan, plus her beautiful handwriting, young person, and a noble girl with a flawless reputation, she will definitely be able to overshadow Shen Qingluan.

Fortunately, now that she is praised and defeated by herself, the elders in the family will be happier.

Zhao Zangzhi clenched his fists and walked towards the inner courtyard separated by a wall.

Nowadays, the defense of men and women is not very strict, and it is common for young men and women to talk about poetry and antiquity with each other.

In the past, Zhao Zangzhi was the highly sought after one, and it should be no different today.

At this end, Mrs. Zhongqinbo pulled Shen Qingluan to talk for a while, and then pushed her away, "Go, go, go and play with the young girl, the old man is by our side, but it seems that we are old." ”

Shen Qingluan knew that she had good intentions, so she didn't refuse.

After saluting everyone, he also took Shen Xinyue to the place where the young man in the inner courtyard was.

Inside, Zhao Zangzhi was really held by the stars in the crowd.

"The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful."

She murmured as she swayed on the paper.

Yu Guang glanced at Shen Qingluan's figure, his heart moved, and he picked up the pen in his hand and changed the castration.

"Its beginning, too, is to imitate the girl of the eastern neighbor; Its little entry is also, and the head is still full of yarn by the white stream. ”

After speaking, put down the pen.

Standing up straight, smiling gently, he faced Shen Qingluan from afar across the crowd.