Qingwen's temperament is very strong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Mrs. Wang said to her: People who have the ability are inevitably a little crooked...... He's better than a man, just not too heavy.

Wang Xifeng said: If you talk about these girls, they are not as good as Qingwen. In terms of manners and words, he was lighter.

The verdict of the first pretty girl in the Red Chamber is: The moon is rare, and the clouds are easy to disperse. The heart is higher than the sky, and the body is low. Merry and clever attract resentment.

Her heart is higher than the sky, not that she wants to climb high branches. Rather, she has an independent personality. Although, her identity is a maid bought in Jiafu. But she doesn't think she's inferior to others. This quality is extremely valuable!

Therefore, after Qingwen's death, Jia Baoyu praised her for her in "Furong Daughter": if it is quality, gold and jade are not enough to describe its preciousness, if it is sex, ice and snow are not enough to describe its purity, if it is a god, the stars and sun are not enough to describe its essence, and its appearance is not enough to describe its color.

Therefore, she is ranked in the second book of the Twelve Hairpins of Jinling in the Red Mansion, ranking before the attack of "like Gui Rulan" and "gentle and obedient".

"Longevity is mostly due to slander", Jia Huan will not allow it to happen. He will protect her.

It was rare to see Qingwen's shy and weak side, Jia Huan smiled and explained, "I told Sister Bao a long time ago. I will take Xiangling as a concubine, and the names of you, Ruyi, and Ying'er will also be determined. "Xiangling's mother, the Zhen family, didn't arrive in the capital until at least mid-September, and neither he nor Sister Bao told the maids about these things in advance. There is only one Xiangling.

In fact, it is only a name that is determined first. In life, everyone will not let go of their own lives. How boring is that!

Qingwen panicked, lowered her head, and buzzed like a mosquito, "Third Master..."

Jia Huan didn't tease Qingwen either, hugged her, and said softly: "Qingwen, haven't we talked like this together for a long time?" ”

Qingwen nodded, and obediently let Jia Huan hug her.

The two got tired for a while. Qingwen recovered, laughed loudly, pushed Jia Huan, and said, "Third master, it's weirdly hot!" ”

Jia Huan smiled, "It's just autumn." Oh, I just had a drink and need to take a shower. You go to the bathroom to arrange hot water and the two of us wash together. ”

Qingwen stood up from the soft couch, shook her hand coquettishly, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, I don't dare to mess with you, the third master." Last month, Ruyi sent you to take a bath, and it took more than two hours, and I don't know what to do. It's not easy for us to get in.

Later, when I finished washing, I went in and looked, and there was water everywhere underground. Even the bamboo mat on the bed is dripping with water,

I don't know how to wash it, and I laughed for a few days. I don't have the time to clean up. Actually, it's pretty cool today. I don't wash it.

Just now, the mandarin duck sent a lot of fruits, including: watermelon, grapes, pears, apples, pomegranates, kiwifruit, jujubes, and citrus. I'm all in that crystal jar. The third master, you want to eat, I will scoop a basin of water, and you can wash your face and wash your head. Eat the fruit first. ”

Jia Huan laughed at what Qingwen said, "Look at what scared you." He said it was cool. Ruyi and I are really just taking a bath. Wash your face and eat the fruit first. Just a few pieces of iced watermelon. Hangover. ”

Qingwen giggled, in a very good mood, turned around dexterously, first fetched water for Jia Huan to wash his face, and then went to the outside compartment to bring in a chilled watermelon.

Jia Huan asked Qingwen to sit, holding a piece of watermelon in his hand, feeding it to her mouth, looking at Qingwen's white teeth, about to make a crescent-shaped opening. Qingwen smiled shyly and looked up at Jia Huan, her eyes were as black as stars. Jia Huanwan smiled.

The moonlight, at seven or eight o'clock in this early autumn night, was quiet and wanton like a small river flowing in.

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On the sixth day of August, Xiu Mu. The sky is sunny and cloudless.

In the back garden of King Wu's mansion, Ning Xiao, the lord of Yongqing, Ning Ke, Ning Cheng, and Ning Xi, the king of Shu, were laughing and chatting in the small pavilion. The maid Zi'er and others waited on the side with tea, fruits, handkerchiefs and other things.

Since the small black house that was closed for the Son of Heaven for a day in June, Ning Ke has become more and more low-key in the capital. And with Pravda becoming the world's largest newspaper, and replacing Di Bao. The "entertainment edition" on Pravda has been withdrawn.

With Jin Yong as the pen name, "Tianlong Babu" was serialized. Quash. The commercial layout is still preserved. And the scandal star Ning Ke is being forgotten by the people in the capital. Of course, the psychological damage caused by Jia Huan to Ning Ke is still there.

Ning Ke was dressed in a white shirt, the jade tree was in the wind, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and sighed: "For my brother, I have been cultivating my life recently, eating fasting and reciting Buddha." The dogs don't fight, the horses don't run. I didn't eat the flower wine either. I don't dare to get close to my royal brothers. Alas, it's boring. I can only come to Brother Cheng to kill your time. ”

Ning Xiao's eyes were bright, she pursed her lips and smiled, interjected, and said in a clear voice: "Brother Jiu, you should eat less flower wine." ”

Ning Ke was stunned in embarrassment. Ah, that's a leak.

"Ahem, ahem" Ning Cheng coughed loudly. Obviously looking at the joke. Then, under the stone bench, he kicked his sister. Ning Cheng grinned and squeezed his eyebrows.

Ning Xi pretended to be inexplicable. Because, Mr. Jia said: Ten thousand words, it is better to be silent! When you don't know what to do, keep silent.

Ning Xiao glared at her younger brother angrily, changed the topic, and asked, "What is your intention when Mr. Jia asks you to write an article on rectifying human traffickers?" Can he still be cured? There are worry-free holes and ghost fan buildings in the front of Kaifeng. The outlaws hid in it, hid the women, and did evil. It is not necessarily that the officials of Kaifeng are well governed. ”

Ning Cheng blinked and pretended to say, "Sister, how do I know this?" Mr. Jia's actions must have deep meaning. Let's not guess. For example, someone once told me that he abandoned his car to protect his handsome. Laughing..."

This is Ning Xiao's black history.

Ning Xiao raised her chin slightly, revealing two small white silver teeth to her younger brother. Obviously, he was preparing to settle Ning Cheng's account.

The King of Shu smiled chic and said, "Brother Cheng, you don't want to learn, learn your Mr. Jia's pretend." Yes, he is a good man, he is engaged in intrigues and tricks, and he is really a good hand. Didn't Jia Guifei say it? My brother has the talent of a minister.

In my opinion, that Brother Jia is indeed a minister. But it's just an official bastard. Mediocre. With power in his hands, what good can he do? Isn't it to suppress dissidents and seek personal gain? I've heard that there have been a lot of visitors to Jiafu lately. ”

On Ning Xiaoming's beautiful face, the corners of her mouth rose slightly. There is a beautiful person, just like Qingyang. Nodding his head, "What Brother Jiu said is true." ”

At this time, a maid outside came in with two or three copies of the truth, "The lord of the county, the son of the world, today's truth is here." Outside, it was hard to buy it. ”

Pravda grew bigger and gradually took on a political character. Newspapers no longer waste manpower delivering newspapers to ministers' offices. Instead, they are sold at designated locations. Of course, the yamen offices were still delivered on time.

"Show it to me."

Ning Cheng Monkey hurriedly took it, and Mr. Jia said that the answer to the assignment was in today's newspaper. Ning Cheng looked at the headlines on today's front page, and then, pointing at his sister, Ning Ke, laughed, "Sister, ninth brother, see for yourself." ”