Finest Servant

The two chatted a few more times. The second lady seemed to have opened the conversation, asking him where he was in Xianxiang, where he was studying, and why he came to Xiao's house to be a servant.

Lin Wanrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although Xiao Yushuang was young, he was a weird elf. He could ask any strange questions, even more than a gang of puppies.

After chatting for a while, seeing that her injuries were getting better and she was able to stand up and walk slowly by herself, Lin Wanrong made up her mind, so she left and fled regardless of Xiao Yushuang's retention. He really couldn't stand the little girl's questioning, and instead, he would rather have a fight with that general Zhenyuan.

Back at the place of accommodation, I didn't see Fu Bo's shadow. Lin Wanrong secretly hated this old man who sold himself to Xiao Yushuang. Thinking about this experience with Second Miss Xiao today, it is really a bit bizarre, and she even convinced the little girl with her butt-beating magic. Lin Wanrong had to sigh, his luck is really good.

Early the next morning, Lin Wanrong just arrived in the study, but saw Young Master Biao holding a pair of words in his hand and said, "Good boy, so you are hiding it."

Lin Wanrong didn't know what he meant, so he smiled and said, "But I don't know what the young master asked?"

Master Biao threw the calligraphy and painting in his hand to Lin Wanrong and said, "You can see for yourself."

This is a good piece of rice paper. The ink and brush are scattered all over the rice paper, and the veins are clearly visible. The handwriting on the paper is graceful and dignified. Compared with Dong Qiaoqiao's, it is also really good-looking. At a glance, you can tell that it is from a woman's handwriting. The content of the calligraphy and painting is exactly the poem that Lin Wanrong recited yesterday.

This poem is only known to Lin Wanrong and Xiao Yushuang. Needless to say, this is naturally the handwriting of Miss Xiao Er. I didn't expect that although the girl was weird and stubborn, she was young, and her writing was so good-looking. I really underestimated her before.

"This is what my cousin gave me today. She said that you did it. Lin San, I didn't see it. You still have such ability, but I underestimate you." Master Biao said angrily. He had read the poems several times, but he didn't expect a servant to have these skills, how could he not be annoyed. He knows his own family affairs, and if he has such talent, I am afraid that he will have to be reincarnated as a human being in his next life.

Mr. Xixi bowed deeply to Lin Wanrong: "It turns out that Mr. is such a hidden talent, and the students have been taught."

Lin Wanrong hurriedly said: "How can this be made, late life is only an occasional gain, how can I be such a gift from a gentleman."

This Mr. Xixi is also a real person. Seeing that other people's knowledge is above his own, he is not in vain for his name of reading.

Originally, I just wanted to fool the little girl, but who knew that the little girl could be so unbearable, and made Lin Wanrong a bird in her early stage, Lin Wanrong was very upset. It's interesting to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. This little girl is clearly trying to embarrass me.

After rejecting Mr. Xixi's strong invitation to study and study together, Lin Wanrong hated her heart, Xiao Yushuang, this girl, isn't this a trick for herself, she knows that she is not interested in these poems and words, and she wants to publicize it like this, is it true? Wasn't spanking her little ass enough yesterday?

Seeing that Young Master Biao was still unhappy, Lin Wanrong hurriedly came to him and whispered: "Master, don't worry, in fact, this poem - I copied it."

Young Master Biao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Lin Wanrong nodded solemnly and said: "Of course. Think about it, with a good poem that your wise and talented young master can't make, how can I be a low-level servant?"

Master Biao nodded and said, "That's true." Immediately, he seemed to remember something and said, "Lin San, where did you copy this poem from? Is there a collection of works?"

As soon as the young master's eyes rolled, Lin Wanrong knew what he was going to do. Needless to say, he must have had the idea of ​​plagiarism. For a rich boy like him, he didn't have the energy to study, and he did a lot of crooked work.

Lin Wanrong blinked and said, "These are all made by the talented people in my hometown.

I probably haven't heard of it here, and there is no collection of essays. "Seeing the deep disappointment on Young Master Biao's face, Lin Wanrong's tone changed: "However, I remember a lot. "

Master Biao turned from worry to joy and said, "Lin San, do you really remember?"

Lin Wanrong said: "I don't remember much, but it is enough for you, Master. You can rest assured, Master, I am here, and I guarantee that the two young ladies will look at you with admiration."

This sentence is speaking in the heart of Young Master Biao, and the gratitude in Young Master Biao's heart is beyond words.

Lin Wanrong said a few more words softly, Master Biao's face was filled with joy, he repeated it back and forth, it took a long time to fully memorize it, and he held Lin Wanrong's hand even more tightly, and he was already utterly devoted to his great publicity. .

While the two were talking, they saw Second Miss Xiao with a smile on her face, pushed open the door and walked in, saluting the gentleman, "Hello, sir."

Lin Wanrong saw that it was a little inconvenient for her to walk, and knew that her injury had not completely improved yesterday.

Mr. Xi Xi hurriedly returned the salute, Xiao Yushuang turned his head and glanced at Lin Wanrong, but unconsciously touched his little buttocks, obviously still fresh in his memory of his rudeness yesterday.

Lin Wanrong laughed inwardly and asked your little girl to play tricks again. He pretended to respect Xiao Yushuang and said, "Mr. Second Miss."

Xiao Yushuang snorted lightly in her nose and glanced at him with a pouting mouth, her face was a little shy, but she did not speak to him, and directly said to Guo Wuchang: "Cousin Guo, are you too early today?"

When the young master saw that the second young lady took the initiative to talk to him, he hurriedly said with joy, "Second cousin, I have been waiting for you here."

"What are you waiting for?" the second lady asked strangely.

The young master said, "I specially wrote a new poem for my cousin yesterday, and today I would like to ask my cousin to enlighten me."

As soon as he said these words, not only the second young lady, but also Mr. Xi Xi was a little surprised. This young master, Biao, can do anything, but he doesn't know how to write poetry.

The second lady covered her mouth and giggled, "Don't tell me what to do with Guan Jujiu?"

Young Master Biao sneered and said, "Cousin, what is this, I was joking with my cousin yesterday. In fact, I already have a good sentence."

Young Master Biao stomped lightly for two steps, and the jade fan shook lightly, chanting in a similar manner: "The Yulou Tian started to sing, and the wind sent the palace concubines with laughter and harmony.

The Moon Palace Shadow opened to hear the night leak, and the water essence curtain rolled close to the Autumn River. "

The Second Miss and Mr. Xi Xi were a little stunned. Obviously, they could not have imagined that such a good poem came from the mouth of Young Master Biao. You must know that he was only able to understand the six orifices yesterday, but how could he have such talent today?

Although Xiao Yushuang is young, she has an exquisite mind. Thinking of Lin Wanrong's outstanding performance yesterday, she couldn't help but look at this villain, only to see Lin San shaking his head and chanting slowly, and he seemed to be addicted to the good words of Young Master Biao. .

Is this poem really written by my cousin? Although there was a big question mark in Xiao Yushuang's heart, Lin Wanrong's expression was as usual, and she couldn't see anything for a while.

Mr. Xi Xi clapped his hands and said, "Young Master Biao, with these two sentences from you, you are simply a world-shattering talent. I will report the good news to Madam."

Master Biao hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Don't worry about it, sir. After I have achieved fame, I will report to my aunt to know about it."

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Important characters are coming, and the plot will be in full swing, hehe.

Two books are recommended:

"Flying General" ISBN 89634 Author: Xuefeng

"Iceman" ISBN 93592 Author: Leng Yue