The matchmaker invited by Zhao Linchen was recovered, but it was only confirmed by her mouth that Zhao Linchen did ask her to be a matchmaker, and the girl she said was also the drunken Xi Shi Jin'er girl in Ruyan Pavilion, and there was no other useful information.

"Have you been to Ruyan Pavilion and seen Miss Jin'er?"

"See. ”

"What is Miss Jin'er's attitude?"

He just smiled and didn't say anything, neither shaking his head nor nodding his head. ”

"Then how did you reply to Zhao Linchen?"

"Tell me the truth. ”

"You'd better tell the truth. ”

Matchmakers are all greedy for money, if they don't give Zhao Linchen some sweetness, how can they deceive Zhao Linchen of more money, so Wu Zheng scolded the matchmaker.

Back to the master's words, the little woman just said to the rich man Zhao that Miss Jin'er's meaning was still between the two, although she did not nod her head and agreed, but she was also moved. ”

This is reasonable, only in this way, Zhao Linchen, who feels that there is still a glimmer of hope, will be willing to continue to break the bank, and ask the matchmaker to talk about the item again.

"How many times have you been to Ruyan Pavilion, and how many times have you seen Miss Jin'er?"

"I've been there four times in total, and I've only seen Miss Jin'er once. ”

Obviously, after seeing Miss Jin'er once, the other party had already instructed the bustard, or the porter, to refuse to see the matchmaker again.

"Does Zhao Linchen often go to Ruyan Pavilion?"

"Went every day. ”

"How do you know?"

"The mother of the smoke pavilion told the little woman. ”

"How?"

"Mom said, is Rich Zhao crazy, how old are you, and you still want to marry a fairy-like girl Jin'er. Not to mention his bit of property, even the Feng Gongzi of Feng Jizhong's family, the richest in Linshan City, can't get into the eyes of Miss Jin'er. ”

"Feng Gongzi also intends to marry Miss Jin'er?"

"I heard what my mother meant, but she didn't invite the little woman to go and talk about it. ”

After sending away the matchmaker. Wu Zheng felt that it was necessary to thoroughly find out how many people in Linshan City had ever moved to marry a drunken Xi Shi Jin'er girl, and maybe Zhao Linchen was killed because of jealousy.

So, Wu Zheng also moved to go to Ruyan Pavilion to find out in person.

After dinner, Wu Zheng changed into a moon-white robe, tied a blue brocade belt on his head, and cranked a folding fan. Without telling anyone, he left the door of Yonglin Lane alone, walked along the bustling streets of the summer night, and soon came to the southwest corner of the city, where the fireworks gathered-Fushou Street. Standing at the entrance of the street, you can see two red lanterns hanging in front of the door in the distance.

At this time, it was guest time, and from time to time someone walked into it under the hospitality of a few girls wearing red and green in front of the Ruyan Pavilion, Wu Zheng, who came to this kind of place for the first time, was still a little nervous.

Settle your mind. Wu Zheng folded the fan and shook it lightly, and walked over slowly.

"Yo, the girls are blessed now, what a suave son, please come soon. ”

There was still a foot away from the gate of Ruyan Pavilion, and a, but still charming, in her thirties, a well-dressed woman quickly greeted her. Grabbed Wu Zheng's arm with one hand. While dragging in front of the door of Ruyan Pavilion, he greeted a few girls standing in front of the door.

"Mei Lan Zhu Ju. Why don't you come over and serve your son. ”

As the saying goes, bustards love money **** love pretty, and when I met a young man like Wu Zheng, the so-called Meilan Zhuju couldn't help but surround me at the same time. Pulling his arm, pushing his back, and even pretending to use the handkerchief in his hand to gently flick his shirt for Wu Zheng. Another simply leaned his body on Wu Zheng's shoulders and wore only a light pink shirt. Faintly visible, the plumpness of the water-red bib inside rubbed hard all at once.

"Childe is the first time to come to Ruyan Pavilion, right?"

Somewhat unable to adapt to the smell of heavy fat powder coming to his nose, Wu Zheng raised his head slightly, and when he heard Bustard's question, he just nodded.

"Do you want my sister to recommend two of the most touching girls in our Ruyan Pavilion to Childe?"

"No need, my son is only here for Miss Jin'er. ”

I heard the giggling laughter from the bustard's mouth. Wu Zheng understands that people are saying: I expected it a long time ago.

I saw that the bustard turned around and sent Mei Lan Zhuju back to the door to continue to receive other guests, and personally led Wu Zheng to the hall on the first floor of Ruyan Pavilion.

"Yue'er, come on. ”

He tightly carried Wu Zheng's arm with his left hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away. Stretched out his right hand holding a handkerchief to greet a handsome girl in the hall, and at the same time turned his head to look up at Wu Zheng and asked:

"Look at the people who make me happy, they forgot to ask the son's surname. ”

"Wu. ”

"Yo, it turned out to be Wu Gongzi. ”

If people who don't know what to do hear Bustard's words, they will definitely misunderstand that they have known Wu Zheng for a long time.

"Yue'er, this Wu Gongzi can be handed over to you tonight. You're going to have to serve your mother. ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows at the Yue'er girl who walked in front of him.

Although he didn't know what that meant, Wu Zheng could still guess that it must be some kind of code between them.

Miss Yue'er's appearance is much more beautiful and gentle than Meilan Zhuju. Wearing a light blue dress, Nana walked over, and while stepping forward to bow slightly, her red lips lightly opened and greeted:

"Wu Gongzi is good, Yue'er is polite. ”

"That's it, this son is here in the name of Miss Mu Drunk Xi Shi Jin'er, if there are any rules, please also ask Miss Yue'er to make it clear. ”

Although there were already many guests in the hall at this time, no one paid attention to Wu Zheng who was talking to Miss Yue'er in front of the door. Everyone was talking to the girl around them, as if they were waiting for something.

"Wu Gongzi came by coincidence, Sister Jin'er is going to meet friends with poetry tonight. ”

"Oh, what's the matter?"

At this time, Miss Yue'er had already led Wu Zheng to the left side of the entrance door of the hall, near a small round table near the window, and after inviting Wu Zheng to sit down, she explained while pouring tea:

"It's not a big deal, it's just a casual experience. In the end, Sister Jin'er selected the best one, not only composed music for it, but also played and sang it on the spot. ”

"Is that all?"

Yue'er personally picked up the teacup and sent it to Wu Zheng's mouth, and asked softly with a smile:

"What else does Wu Gongzi want?"

After all, it was the first time to experience such an occasion, and when asked by Miss Yue'er, Wu Zheng felt a little hot on his cheeks for no reason. Just about to divert the topic, I don't want Miss Yue'er to continue:

"If Childe can win the first place, Yue'er thought, Sister Jin'er will definitely make an exception - accompany Childe for one night. ”

I didn't hear that Miss Yue'er was deliberately prolonging her words.

When the words landed, I saw Miss Yue'er sit on Wu Zheng's left leg away from the small round table. At the same time, the smooth cheeks were slightly attached to Wu Zheng's side face, intentionally or unintentionally. The soft and boneless right arm stretched out to Wu Zheng's back, and the slender five fingers gently rested on Wu Zheng's right shoulder.

In this way, the plumpness on Yue'er's chest leaned on Wu Zheng's left shoulder.

Yue'er's series of actions were done, leaving Wu Zheng with only one feeling, that is, nature. Even, Miss Yue'er did not show the slightest flirtatious look on her face.

So much so that Wu Zheng almost subconsciously stretched out his left arm and gently wrapped around the slender waist of the Yue'er girl. Immediately, Miss Yue'er's left hand gently fell on the back of Wu Zheng's right hand. (To be continued.) )