Chapter 148 It turns out to be you

Style: Historical Author: God of joy in JulyWords: 2242Update Time: 24/01/18 07:13:09
Someone immediately echoed.

——Yeah, it’s embarrassing to leave like this, it’s also embarrassing to take off your clothes and leave, it’s all embarrassing anyway.

——We must not let Lan Ning be so arrogant and treat me like trash.

——We must not let Lan Ning step on us and spit on us.

——Yes, you have to have the courage and courage of the talented Yangzhou scholar Qianlan, to be worthy of being a man who stands in heaven and earth. "

Dry orchid! Dry orchid! Dry orchid!

His voice was as impassioned as shouting slogans when going into battle to kill the enemy, which was very head-turning.

Lan Ning's face suddenly turned ugly. It was such a shame and humiliation in his life!

——Look, Lan Ning has a bad face.

——Haha, so cool!

Xie Fu covered his face tighter and muttered in a low voice, "Why does your face smell so bad? As long as you take off the veil, I don't think any of them can withstand it and can they still be so crazy."

Qinglian asked with concern: "Ah-Dai, what's wrong with you? Are you still itchy?"

Xie Fu whispered perfunctorily: "Yes, yes."

Just when the momentum was rising, a discordant voice appeared.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "I have to go back first, my wife is still waiting for me at home."

——Old Liang, why are you so cowardly!

"Everyone, I'll take my leave now." The middle-aged Confucian scholar handed over his hands and turned to leave.

Then six or seven more people left.

They are all older. They probably have more worries at this age and are not as wild and unruly as young people.

This was indeed very demoralizing. Lan Ning asked gently: "Is there anyone else who wants to leave?" Although his tone was gentle, his teeth were clenched tightly, Qian Lan, let you Qian Lan!

Someone was afraid that there would be another deserter, so he said directly: "Lan Ning, you don't want any ink, hurry up and prepare pen and ink, and write down the riddle."

Lan Ning chuckled: "Why bother? I can just read it casually. Listen carefully, I will only read it once."

——Lan Ning is cheating, everyone writes down one sentence.

Lan Ning has already read:

An inch of silk spreads the fragrance, and the elixir flows back to Cambodia. The sadness is gentle, and it is like this year after year.

I often recall the gathering with you in the late morning and evening, and I feel overwhelmed by pity that I am alone in bed now.

September is a beautiful day, and the garden grass is mysterious. The embroidered shoes are approaching the courtyard, and the lotus steps are hesitant. I hate that I can't act or stop independently. I listen closely to the west chamber and knock on the jade.

In the boudoir, take a bath, put on makeup, and wear your own clothes. Outside, she forgets her bun and messes up her temples, just like a woman.

I lean on the fence and look at the yellow grass. I have no regrets about waiting for a long time to turn into wood.

Between Yin and Mao, it is cut into a frosty element, and it is too late to send it out, on the 30th day of September.

Like the Mystery King on the seventh day of July, the Mystery Face is also a love letter.

The wonderful thing is that it is the reply to the last love letter, a man and a woman.

After Lan Ning finished reading, everyone knew that he had a narrow escape from death, and he was afraid that he would end up here today.

It's like this again, and there is no puzzle.

No matter how difficult this puzzle is, as long as you have enough time to think about it, you can still guess it in the end. Unfortunately, you only have half a stick of incense.

Juan'er had already lit half of the incense stick, and time began to pass.

Although this puzzle was difficult, there was no way out at this moment, so they had to go on it, and everyone began to think deeply.

Although there is no puzzle in this puzzle, based on the experience last time, everyone knows that they only need to guess two or three, and the puzzle will be revealed.

Someone immediately guessed the first one: "The answer to the sad heart is Baijie."

Flower name! You already have an idea, and you can basically determine the riddle by guessing another one.

But Lan Ning is treacherous, so don't let her fool you easily.

Another person guessed: "The answer to Chang Yi and Jun Xiaoyue's gathering is Yehe."

Another flower name! It is basically certain that the mystery is the name of the flower.

"The answer to cut into frost is cut into autumn."

"Between the yin and yin are nails."

"The beautiful scenery in September, the mystery of the garden grass is chrysanthemum."

"It's been a long time before the tree turns into a tree, and the answer is plum blossoms."

"It's too late to start, the answer is to linger."

"The secret of "Cunjuan Chuanfu" is jasmine."

"How cunning, such a secluded flower."

As soon as she lit the incense, she got eight guesses in succession. Juaner couldn't help but become nervous and whispered: "Miss."

Lan Ning smiled faintly: "Don't be nervous. I don't know how much they weigh."

Sure enough, when it comes to the ninth one, no one has guessed it for a long time. With the wisdom of dozens of people, it is relatively easy to guess. The next one will take some time to think about, but sometimes the more urgent it is, the shorter the idea will be.

Seeing the ruthless passage of time, everyone's calm contemplation at the beginning has turned into scratching their heads.

I don't know who said: "It would be great if the talented man from Yangzhou were here at this time. He must have ideas."

——Why didn’t you ask him to come with you today?

——I have thought about it, but I don’t know where he lives.

——Didn’t you ask him where he lived that day?

——Could it be that the Yangzhou talent just came to Suzhou for a visit and has already returned to Yangzhou?

——Oh, it’s too late to snatch him from Yangzhou now.

Halfway through the riddle, they actually started talking about talented people from Yangzhou.

Xie Fu covered his face tighter.

Qinglian said angrily: "Dumb, wherever you are itchy, let me scratch it for you!" As she said this, she reached out and pulled Xie Fu's hands away.

Everyone went away after hearing this, and suddenly thanked Fu, and shouted happily: "Yangzhou talented man!"

Lan Ning, Qing Lian, and Juan'er all looked puzzled.

Immediately, two people walked towards Xie Fu quickly and pulled Xie Fu over.

——Yangzhou Talent, you are truly a magic weapon sent from heaven!

——Yangzhou Talent, you are in the wrong camp, come this way, come this way.

Two people separated to Xie Fu's left and right sides, two more people clung to Xie Fu's back, and four people surrounded Xie Fu in the center.

The rest all stood on Xie Fu, who was inexplicably pushed to the front and became the leader.

Everyone who was scratching their heads just now was instantly boosted in morale and became extremely calm.

"Everyone, I'm afraid I've misunderstood..."

Xie Fu was talking when he suddenly felt three cold eyes shooting towards him.

Look.

There was a kind of contempt for traitors in Qinglian's eyes.

Juan'er's eyes were angry and she clenched her fists, wishing she could throw a female punch.

Wei Lanning calmed down, put away his cold gaze, and simply turned his back, revealing his proud back and the first-class elegant figure that was so round that it almost overflowed the hem of his skirt.

If men and women were mixed just now, now they are clearly divided, with men on one side and women on the other. It has become a struggle between men and women.

Xie Fu thought to himself, this is not what I want. Three ladies, I am not the kind of bad person who bullies young ladies.

Xie Fu turned around and held up his hands: "My dear friends, I may have misunderstood. I just happened to be here today, not here to guess riddles. Please continue, I'd better go back to my original position."

Qinglian secretly nodded in approval when she heard this. By the way, Dumb, you can't be a traitor and make Madam Lanning angry. It's the same even with or without you.

None of the literati were willing to let Xie Fu go away.

Xie Fu hadn't even taken two steps before he was hugged tightly! Hug! Get it back!

——Yangzhou Talent, we are men and they are women. We are incompatible with each other. Are you going to lie under women's skirts and lick their feet? I really can't bear to wait! "

Don't throw your hat around, we are all good friends.

The young master next to Xie Fu looked at Xie Fu sincerely, with an indescribable common feeling in his eyes. He nodded fiercely and said: "Qianlan!"