When the maid Xiaocui saw her young lady staring at the rice paper in silence, she smiled and joked: "Miss, Mr. Zhou is an unparalleled talent. I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry him."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Ying scolded her with a straight face, and Xiao Cui stuck out her tongue, "It's not me who said it, it was the ladies of the capital who talked about it. They all look forward to being able to live happily together with Mr. Zhou. "
Xiaocui pointed to a poem on the Tongquetai Fu and smiled brighter than the flowers.
Zhou Ying's face turned red when she heard this.
She couldn't even admit it. That bastard was pretty good at flirting with women. A few poems could make those ladies who thought highly of themselves go crazy. Some young ladies even knew that their fathers were not getting along with Mr. Zhou, so they actually started a quarrel. A curious anecdote.
"Miss, you don't like Mr. Zhou? I think Miss Xu dislikes him. The two of them are almost inseparable. People say they are a perfect couple, but in my opinion, you and Mr. Zhou are a match made in heaven. "
Xiao Cui was a eloquent person, and her words made Zhou Ying extremely angry and embarrassed, "Shut up, you damn girl. If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful to tear your mouth to pieces."
Xiao Cui shrank her neck and did not dare to speak any more.
Zhou Ying thought for a moment, then wrote a letter and asked her to send it to Tianshuiyuan.
Xiaocui was overjoyed, grabbed the letter and ran away in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Zhao An was lying dead in the waterside pavilion of Tianshuiyuan with a look of despair on his face. Monk Puyuan beside him was banging wooden fish.
Zhao An asked listlessly: "Monk, if the Chen family raises a large army to kill me, will you take action?"
When Pu Yuan heard this, he stopped his wooden fish and said seriously: "If the young benefactor informs the poor monk about the entire Heart Sutra, the poor monk should protect the young benefactor."
"Are you gathering wool here?" Zhao An rolled his eyes and Pu Yuan smiled, "If the "Infinite Life Sutra" is added to the list, the poor monk will help the little benefactor kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. If there is another "Vimalakīrti" Sutra, how about I go and take off Chen Guogong’s head now?”
"You are a monk, not a butcher, can you draw a line?"
After several days of contact, Zhao An discovered that this bald donkey was extremely obsessed with Buddhist scriptures. As long as he took out enough scriptures and asked him to go east, he would never go west.
Now that he has obtained the Diamond Sutra, he is already a guard.
As for the other scriptures, I am not in the mood to write them now.
Just as he was thinking about it, a disciple came over and handed over a handwritten letter with Zhou Ying's name written on the cover.
There is a sentence in it: If I serve with integrity, how will my husband treat me, Mrs. Zhou?
"Haha, woman."
How could Zhao An not understand Zhou Ying's little thoughts?
Now that the Cui family is presiding over the sale of new paper, she can't sit still. Maybe there will be some small moves in the past two days. She is testing it.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao An picked up the pen and wrote back a letter for his disciple to send.
Puyuan read the content from the sidelines, his usually calm face was full of weirdness, "The little donor is really unique..."
A quarter of an hour later, the handwritten letter was returned to Zhou Ying's study.
She couldn't wait to take it, and was stunned for three seconds when she saw the content. Her face, which was not inferior to Xu Ruqing's, turned into the color of pig liver.
The letter read: "Miss, would you like to sleep with me tonight?"
Poof!
Xiaocui almost laughed her head off at the side.
Zhou Ying was so angry that she tore the paper into pieces.
She has never seen such a shameless person in her life!
Just sleep and help the Zhou family?
As a great talent, I don’t even need to be ashamed!
"Miss, Mr. Zhou is too..." Xiaocui couldn't find the words to describe it for a while.
Zhou Ying said angrily: "He is just a lustful ghost, a shameless scum! God is so blind that he has an unparalleled talent. No, I have to let my brother poke 10,000 transparent holes in him!"
The more Zhou Ying thought about it, the angrier she became. It was the first time in her life that someone had teased her so openly.
Half a day later, Zhou Qing brought back news that King Ning promised to hold a banquet and invited Zhou Huang there. When the time came, Nanshengmen could take the opportunity to win over, and he would act as a lobbyist to ensure success.
Zhou Ying is a little confused. Does Prince Ning really have that much respect? Why doesn't she believe it?
In the morning, the sun shines brightly.
Zhao An was drowsily asleep when Jiuyin lifted her up from the bed and urged her to practice sword skills. Zhao An hugged her soft waist with his eyes closed, and pressed his head on her plump chest, "Sister. , can you sleep a little longer?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If your limbs are not diligent, how can you fight against the enemy?"
"If you don't fight for me, Zhou Qingtie will definitely not be able to defeat my Yin'er."
"Who is from your family? Don't talk nonsense..."
Jiuyin bit her lip and glared, a rare tenderness appearing in her clear eyes. Seeing that Zhao An was still holding her and playing rogue to take advantage, she immediately stretched out her little hand to twist her ears.
Zhao An made a pig noise and was carried by his ears to the yard.
After training for a long time, Zhao An's legs were weak. Looking at Jiuyin's cold little face, he really wanted to tell her the inside story. He was not actually going to fight Zhou Qing, it was just a gimmick to lure the snake out of its hole.
But it doesn't matter. Practicing with Jiuyin can deepen their relationship. She will definitely be my little wife in the future.
"Sir, Prince Ning invites you."
The servant came to deliver the message, and Zhao An suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Needless to say, this is the handiwork of the Zhou family.
As the son-in-law of the Zhou family, it was reasonable for Prince Ning to take action, but I don't know where Prince Ning got the confidence to persuade him to help the Zhou family.
"I'm with you."
Jiuyin hurriedly said, Xu Ruqing went to the Imperial College today, so she had some time at leisure.
Zhao An joked: "Yin'er is worried about me?"
"Hmph, your skin is thicker than a city wall. Even if you stand there and let people chop you, it won't necessarily break your skin and bleed."
Jiuyin held the sword coldly and looked away. She was just a little woman who said what she said and meant what she said.
However, she had better not follow him.
Today was just a chance to test Prince Ning's strength. If she followed, wouldn't it be bad if she scared others into not taking action?
"If Prince Ning colludes with the Chen family, you will send the sheep into the tiger's mouth."
Jiuyin became nervous and grabbed his collar angrily.
The way she cares about people is ridiculous.
Zhao Annu pursed her lips and motioned for her to look at the waterside pavilion.
Only then did Jiuyin realize that with the old monk here, there would indeed be no danger.
The carriage slowly left Tianshuiyuan.
Jiuyin stood in front of the door and looked at the carriage. Half of Bingshan's face was filled with worry. When she was in a daze, she suddenly saw the old woman waving to her in the Ninth World Hall opposite. She walked over quickly with a slight thought.
The Gaomen Courtyard of Prince Ning's Mansion.
Zhao An got off the carriage alone, and the housekeeper led the way with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Who did His Highness Prince Ning invite to the banquet today?"
"In response to what you said, Sir, Prince Ning invited several heads of the aristocratic families and people from the Nan Sheng Sect."
"Is anyone coming here from Chen?"
"No."
When the housekeeper heard the word Chen, it was as if he heard a taboo. He lowered his head and quickened his pace, not daring to delay at all.
From far away, I could hear the sound of music and dancing coming from the hall, and it was obvious that all the guests had arrived.
