In a pavilion in the Shen family garden, several young men and women wandered under the laurel tree, enjoying the beautiful scenery in the garden, and laughing from time to time. There are a few kinds of fruit and sweet wine on the stone table in the heart of the pavilion, and people are drunk in the fragrant atmosphere, and they don't know whether it is the fragrance of flowers or wine.

"Senior Brother Shen, your Shen family manor is really extraordinary, and it can be regarded as second to none when you look at Lingzhou. I think the Imperial Palace Ouchi is nothing more than that. Zheng Yuan chewed on the dessert and said vaguely in admiration.

He is about ten years old, his face is slightly dark, his posture is short, and his eyes are dark and shiny, which is quite smart. Lingzhou, as the southeast metropolis, is prosperous, it is every inch of land, not to mention the private garden, is the front yard and backyard, and it is not something that ordinary people can hope for, although his words are inevitably a little flattering, but they are also young and reckless, and they will say whatever they want.

Shen Huaibi laughed, and was about to say a few words of humility. Hearing a sneer, a rather high-minded young man in brocade said mockingly, "Zheng Yuan, with the insight of a rural villager like you, you dare to say anything Looking at Lingzhou, you have seen a few gardens, and you dare to compare the palace with the inner house, if it is the old family, you will be arrested and killed if you are disrespectful." ”

"Gao Guanbo, don't underestimate people. Zheng Yuan's face turned red, and he couldn't help but glance at the young girl beside Shen Huaibi. This girl's face is like a crescent moon, her eyebrows are like daisies, her apricot eyes are peachy, and her skin is whiter than snow. Wearing an emerald green skirt, it is just like the first dew of the wind and lotus, and it is quietly planted. But it is Shen Huaibi's sister-in-law, whose name is Heshang.

Gao Guanbo saw Zheng Yuan's demeanor in his eyes, and his heart was even more displeased, he had admired Shen Heshang for a long time, and he was a child of the official family, and he had always had dealings with the Shen family. Moreover, Zheng Yuanzi is mediocre and has a humble background, which can be described as inferior, and when he sees that he has no hope, he can't help but be annoyed and hateful.

"What? Could it be that what I said was wrong?" he glanced at Zheng Yuan and sneered slightly.

"Jiuxia has been restored for more than 200 years, and the era of authority has long been a passing cloud, but I didn't expect Gao Gongzi to be so evasive about the palace. It is chilling to think about the fact that you want to judge the life and death of people in one sentence. ”

Jing Meiwei, who was sitting on the side, was uneven, her black hair hung down to her waist like silk, and her eyebrows were cold, like the smoke between the peaks, with a bit of transcendence and haze, which made people dare not force her to look.

"Guanbo is just a joke, Senior Sister Jing doesn't have to be careful. Shen Huaibi perked up, quickly put away the folding fan, leaned over and smiled. glanced at Gao Guanbo lightly again, and motioned for him to restrain himself.

The girl sitting on the other side saw Shen Huaibi's expression change sharply, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, and snorted lightly, looking very displeased.

This girl's name is Wenzhu, and the Shen family is also a good family, with a fair complexion and a beautiful appearance, although it is not as beautiful as the two daughters of Shen and Jing, there is also some meaning that I see pity.

Gao Guanbo coveted Shen Hesheng, and refused to offend Shen Huaibi, the future eldest brother, so he immediately made a haha, arched his hand towards Jing Mei, and said hesitantly: "Gao's joking words, if there is anything inappropriate, please don't be surprised by Senior Sister Jing." In his words, he had already put Zheng Yuan aside and treated him as if he were nothing. Jing Meiwei snorted softly, noncommittal. Since she doesn't like to be a high-minded person, she doesn't want to be entangled in words.

"Senior brother, it's just that your joke is not funny, why do you want to scare people to death? Listening to what you just said, I thought that the old bone Dong in the ancestral grave of whose family was dead but not stiff, and he picked up the grave soil and came out to cry endlessly. ”

Ming Qin, who was sitting on the pavilion railing, jumped down with a smile, wrapped his arms around Jing Mei's silky and soft waist, took a peach from the fruit bowl on the table and took a bite, and said with a winkled eyebrow at Wen Zhu: "Senior Sister Wen, do you think so?"

Wen Zhu and Jing Meiwei sat side by side, Ming Qin was crowded between the two, Wen Zhu could almost feel the breath of his speech, there was a faint sweet taste, and I don't know if it was the taste of peaches, or it came from his mouth. Although she had a marriage contract with Shen Huaibi, after all, she had never experienced anything between men and women, and at this time, she couldn't help but panic when she was looked at by Ming Qin, she lowered her head and bit her red lips, and hummed imperceptibly.

Shen Huaibi coughed dryly, feeling that it was not a taste, although he had the idea of having Long Wangshu for Jing Meiwei, Wenzhu was his fiancée, and he was not allowed to touch it. If someone else dares to fight with her fiancée in his Shen family's manor, he will definitely be better off than dead, and this Ming Qin is Jing Meiwei's own brother, although Shen Huaibi doesn't know why they have different surnames, it is also a common thing in the world, and it is not enough to study deeply.

"Wen Zhu is not a watery poplar woman on weekdays, why is she so out of shape today?" Shen Huaibi sulked secretly, glanced at Ming Qin's beautiful face, and said in his heart: The ancients said that sisters love to be pretty, and they are really not deceived by me. He asked himself that he was also a handsome man, and compared with Ming Qin, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Little monkey, you are not allowed to hook up with people indiscriminately. Jing Meiwei stretched out her fingers and twisted them on Ming Qin's waist, and whispered in his ear.

Ming Qin choked when he heard this, and hurriedly smoothed it twice on his chest, and coughed lightly: "Then you are not allowed to call me a little monkey." ”

Jing Mei pursed her lips and smiled: "You are so careless to grab peaches to eat, what are you not a monkey?"

"Mingqin, your sister and brother have a really good relationship, they are not small, and they hug each other as if no one is around and whisper, and they are not afraid of the jokes of their classmates. Gao Guanbo laughed twice with a sneering face, but when he saw that no one echoed him, he couldn't help but be a little stupid. He was scolded by Ming Qin as a dry bone in the grave, and his heart was still resentful, so he took the opportunity to ridicule him.

Ming Qin's face was slightly gloomy, his wrist flicked, and the leftover peach pit in his palm shot out, drawing a curved arc and smashing it into Gao Guanbo's face.

"If your eyes are hot, go home and hug your mother. ”

Everyone didn't expect Ming Qin's temperament to be so sick, and he was as weak as a virgin who was smiling and moaning a moment ago, and raised his hand to hit someone in the blink of an eye. Gao Guanbo is also a person with some martial arts, and he can't dodge this time. I only heard the crisp sound of 'pop', and the peach pit hit the cheekbone firmly, and I saw him 'oops', covering his face and spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, staring at Ming Qin as if he wanted to breathe fire.

"Ming...... ...... his face ached, and his mouth was not tight.

Shen Huaibi put away the folded fan, frowned, and said, "Senior Brother Ming, although Guanbo is straightforward and fast-talking, he has no malicious intent. How can you start beating someone?"

"What?" Ming Qin snorted, shook his head and said: "Brother Shen, don't slander me, I just threw a peach pit casually, how did it become a hands-on beating?" Speaking of which, Brother Shen, you are not, this fruit plate and pastry are well prepared, but there is not even a bamboo basket for throwing fruit peels. The big family is really golden, and this cleaning method is not particular at all. I wanted to throw the peach pit under the fruit tree in the garden, and maybe it would produce peaches again next autumn, but there was no way for Gao Guanbo to stand in the way. ”