Chapter 102 A Different Kind of Music, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting
[69 Book Bar-WWW.] Chapter 102
Wu Mochou heard the girl laughing at her, so he said, "Sister Lin, don't laugh at me. When you see Xuezi, you must be tempted. At that time
Ten steps laughing and a hundred steps. "
The girl laughed: "Sister Mochou, I will not be as good as you. When I see the man, I will be tempted. Besides, how can my father revenge not to talk about personal feelings?" After speaking
Very painful.
Wu Mochou comforted at a glance: "Okay, sister Lin, don't be sad, your sister will help you, how about Zhao Yanran?"
Lin Yuner said: "She is sad now, but I have asked the maid to enlighten her. Presumably, she will go out of the haze when she can't use it.
Poor person. "
Xi Yongliang came to the residence of Mao Gonggong. After a few words of greeting, the two sat in the secret room. Xi Yongliang opened his mouth and said: "Father -in -law, I wonder if you heard it, the adult Xue Wufan did not enter Hangzhou City, and said
It ’s physical discomfort. Do you say that there will be any problems here? I always feel that the eyelids have always jumped recently. What happens to happen? Do we go out of the city to see? In that case, there is a good bottom."
Gong Gong's face was unremittingly, he said, "Master thousand households, what are you worried about? This time Zhao Mingyuan's case was explained by his nine thousand years old. Even if the emperor came, he couldn't save him.
We are afraid of her, although he is the same knowledge of Jin Yiwei, but don't forget, your uncle is Liu Qingfeng, the command of Jin Yiwei, what are you afraid of him? Besides, this Zhejiang is your world, sprinkle the family and you
Who can do with me, we are in a hurry, and you know that you know the thousands of households. In fact, Zhejiang is not very flat. Mingjiao is very rampant.
They hate the missionary for granted. The adults of thousands of households can understand. "
Xi Yongliang breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "I understand, thanks to the father -in -law to wake up, huh, so we don't need to care about her."
Grandpa Mao said: "This is the pole."
Xue Fanfan tossed in the middle of the night with Long Yaqi last night, but the two of them today are still good, but Su Mingyue next door did not rest well. It was not time to fall asleep when she did not know what time. After breakfast, Xue Wufan proposed to visit West Lake
, The two daughters agreed.
When the West Lake was in the Daming Dynasty, there was not a large number of people, but there were a lot of people who browsed daily. There were really many people who came today, especially young men and women. Men hope to meet their white lady, girls.
I hope to meet Xu Xian who is infatuated with himself.
The water of the West Lake is the tears of the lover, so the water here is relatively clear. It is clear that the entire West Lake is a mirror. A lover's heart can clearly see you in his heart.
Long Yaqi, who is in a red dress, looks like a bird who just released from the cage. He quickly trot on the banks of the West Lake, which attracted countless people to watch. She inadvertently became a scene in the West Lake. I don’t know tonight.
How many teenagers to enter.
A fat -headed, big red and green son saw the waterfall in his mouth. After seeing his men, he said to him, "Son, what do you think? That woman is definitely the best.
Tie it back. "
After listening to the son, he patted the man with the fan in his hand and said, "What are the tie back, please go back, okay? Do you think this son is not handsome enough, can you not get the heart?"
After the man was beaten, he quickly laughed and said, "Yes, the tutor is the extremely lesson, we invite her back, and then the son can be happy."
I still want to get the heart, that is simply the Marshal Tianpeng's married and dreamed of Chang'e's deposit. Which time was not that we tied the girls back, and you came again.
In the past, this slave would be very happy after saying that his son would be very happy, but today I do n’t know which son is wrong, or he did n’t look at the yellow calendar if he went out of the house unlucky, and the son knocked his head with a fan again.
Straight, but I dare not call it out, I can only bear it silently. Whoever tells myself is a slave, and only when I have to wait for myself to report the humiliation today.
"You are a stupid slave, what is the happiness of this son, what you say is like this son who needs to be overbat. In fact, what the son is best at Qinqi calligraphy and painting, do you know?" The son said.
I dare not say much this time, knowing: "Yes, the son is versatile, so that the young people are very admirable."
Long Yaqi did not know that someone hit his own bad idea and ran to the son of the son. She was stopped by others. She had never encountered such a thing because she rarely went out.
I haven't encountered such a thing, she said, "Who are you, why stop me?"
The son laughed and said: "In the next practice, I am fortunate that I can meet the lady. No one in Zhejiang does not know that I am moving, and I am proficient in the piano and calligraphy."
Long Yaqi asked: "Can you call the calligraphy and painting?"
Xi Xinqian said: "Of course, I will play with the strings of your inner thoughts, and then point out the Jiangshan on your body, write my friendship with my strength, and outline a lingering tender work.
I don’t know if Miss is willing to discuss with me? "