Chapter Seventy-Three: Anti-Fighting Smuggling IV
"What?"
In the palace of Anping County, Guo Zichun, who had regained his composure, knew that he was definitely not the opponent of Qian Baimo, so he could only grit his teeth and go to Gong Anmin overnight.
"That's right, that guy surnamed Qian is so hateful, obviously he is a lowly son-in-law, but he dares to be on an equal footing with us. At this time, Guo Zichun had already forgotten what sage books he had, and said with a profiteer's face: "And this bastard didn't know how to cheat Miss Lin's money and squandered it everywhere. ”
"Miss Lin is so clever, how could she be deceived by that thief. Before Guo Zichun finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Gong Anmin.
Guo Zichun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly changed his words in his mind: "Yes, it must be that thief who failed to make a trick and secretly stole Miss Lin's money." ”
"Well, in that case, do you know how?"
Guo Zichun glanced at Gong Anmin's cold eyes, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Don't worry, little prince, but the poetry competition in three days?"
"Wrap it up on Xiao Wang. ”
"Then everything will be with Lao Xiaowangye. Then I won't disturb the little prince's rest. Guo Zichun said and turned to leave after saluting.
"Hmph, just a mortal, see how I crush you with "The Eight Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasty". Looking at the background of Guo Zichun's departure, Gong Anmin couldn't help but sneer.
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The next morning, in Guo's house.
"Second Young Master, the fiercest green lion Ao in the house has been brought in. As he spoke, the servant took a hideous wolf beast that was as tall as a waist and as long as a tiger's teeth.
And Guo Zichun originally wanted to take him to the private school, but when he saw Qingshi Ao, he was frightened and couldn't help but take a few steps back before saying, "This Qingshi Ao can deal with the war bear?"
"Second Young Master, although this green lion Ao is not defeated by the war bear, if it is just a war bear cub, it will be no problem at all. ”
"Okay, then you will take Qingshi Ao to go to private school with me today. ”
"Okay, Second Young Master. ”
Guo Zichun glanced at Qingshi Ao, who was led aside, again, and couldn't help but say proudly in his heart: "The surname Qian, I will solve your pet first today, and wait two days to see how I solve you." ”
"Let's go!"
"It's the second young master. ”
Later, when Guo Zichun arrived at the private school, two more friends also came to the private school with a green lion Ao, and the three of them looked at each other and entered the private school with a smile.
When the private school started teaching, it was forbidden to go to the girl ring in the private school to sell cuteness and coquettishness as usual.
"Wangwang!" At this moment, he heard a dog barking from behind, and then looked back and saw three green lions Ao Zheng pounced wildly.
However, Ji only glanced at it contemptuously, the three green lion Ao were stunned for a moment, and then the kinetic instinct felt a pressure from the ancient giant beast, and the domestic servants behind him instantly only looked at the originally fierce and vicious green lion Ao fell to the ground softly, and feces and urine flowed sideways.
At the same time, he turned his head back, stood upright, and after erecting his middle claws without looking back, he walked away with extremely arrogant steps under the shocked eyes of the three of them......
Time flies in a flash, and the day of poetry has finally arrived.
"Poetry Style Quzhen" was originally a group of rich children who failed in the test in Lingtao City and rich idlers like Gong Anmin or the idle officials of the history education, and held a leisure and entertainment party in the name of the poetry club, which was a gathering of idlers who competed in power, financial resources, and appearance more than talent.
Lin Youlan, as a frequent visitor to this kind of gathering of rich and noble idlers, naturally knows the core of this party, even if Qian Baimo loses the poetry competition, everyone will only laugh at Qian Baimo for a while, but if he loses his demeanor, he is afraid that it will be the Lin family who will be ridiculed. So when I heard that Qian Baimo was going to participate in the "Poetry Style", I made a set of the most popular silk shirt for Qian Baimo.
Because Lingtao City is a border trade city, there are not only the ancient clothes of the Xialong Empire, the new robes of the Xiaoyang Empire, but also the leather style of the Cold Moon Empire and the repair style of the Yuelong Empire.
When Lin Youlan looked at the new clothes, she couldn't help but be stunned, she didn't expect that Qian Baimo, who had been wearing a robe, would change into this latest combination of traditional ancient clothes and repairs, which made Qian Baimo's body lines more obvious.
"I didn't expect Xianggong's body shape to be so well maintained. Lin Youlan couldn't help but look at Qian Baimo two more times after thinking about it, and as for Cui'er on the side, she remembered the appearance of Qian Baimo in the pond again, and her face couldn't help but turn red again.
With Lin Youlan's experience, she was still shocked, and when she arrived at the poetry meeting, she naturally became the focus of a group of girls.
"Wow, that can't be Sister Lin's husband. ”
"This outfit, I thought only the leopard-fleshed orcs could wear such a demeanor. ”
"That's it, no wonder Sister Lin would recruit his son-in-law, if it were me. ”
"Yo Su, sister, what am I doing, do you want to recruit such a husband too?"
"Sister Chen, you are smiling evilly, I won't sit with you anymore. ”
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In the midst of the drama of the girls, Lin Youlan once again felt countless eyes of envy and jealousy, and Lin Youlan's female intuition clearly felt that there was no vanity in the past in this vision, but an unprecedented satisfaction, so she involuntarily stepped forward and tightened her arm.
"Hmm. Faced with Lin Youlan's sudden transgression, Qian Baimo couldn't help but turn his head to take a look, only to see Lin Youlan smile gracefully at himself.
"Maybe it's the special etiquette that this poem will do. Qian Baimo thought about it and showed a gentleman's elegant smile, and walked towards his girlfriends under the traction of Lin Youlan.
At this time, Lin Youlan suddenly had only one willful thought in her mind, she just wanted all the women in the world to know that Qian Baimo was already a married man.
"This is my father-in-law. ”
"Xianggong, this is Ye Zhaoting, the daughter of the prefect. ”
"Hello Miss Ye. ”
"Good boy. ”
"Hello Miss Ye. Just when Qian Baimo returned the salute, I saw Ji behind him also trotting to the girls, and in desperation, he had to say: "This little war bear is my good brother when I was wandering, and his name is Ji." ”
"Wow, that's so cute. ”
"yes, yes, let me hug. ”
"Has the girl been to many places?"
"It's not a lot, it's just to go to the Excessive Sin Cliff, Liantian Grassland, Biqiong Sea Pavilion, Snow Lotus Peak, ......"
"Wow, I didn't expect that Mr. Qian has been to so many places, so can you tell us what it's like?"
"Absolutely. Surrounded by a group of girls, Qian Baimo talked about what he had seen and heard about the place where he had fought with the ancestor in the past year, and Lin Youlan listened to Qian Baimo talk about his past for the first time, and he and a group of girls listened to Qian Baimo talk about the characters and scenery of the South China Sea and North on this day, and slowly a burst of inexplicable grievances and sourness welled up in his heart......
When Lin Youlan was introducing Qian Baimo to the sisters, Gong Anmin, who deliberately redressed it, thought that she could once again amaze countless people like the stars and the moon, but she didn't expect that because of the drive of the girls, the eyes of the audience looked at Qian Baimo.
"Little prince. Guo Zichun on the side saw Gong Anmin, whose face was full of coldness, so he hurriedly whispered: "Those frivolous women are just happy for a while, and that kid is just a scoundrel in the market, and he has a deeper background than the little prince; ”
"Hmm. Under Guo Zichun's boasting, Gong Anmin eased his expression a little, and walked towards Lin Youlan after trimming his clothes.