In the small building, Xu Wen insisted on inviting Zhu Qiaoqiao to go hunting, while Xu Ji discussed poetry in words, but Zhu Qiaoqiao became like gold, allowing the brothers to please in every possible way, and did not express his position when he laughed and chanted.

It seems that this county lord has the right to choose his future husband freely, does he like Wen or Wu? If you want to say that the appearance is the eldest brother Xu Wen of Yushu Linfeng, if you want to say that the temperament is the elegant and handsome second brother Xu Ji.

Compared with the appearance of these two, Zhu Gaochi can't help but be a little embarrassed, but he is splendid inside, and his IQ and talent are far from being comparable to his own brothers in all aspects, it seems that the eldest sister's level of seeing people is not below me! No, it's much stronger than me, at least I can't marry a virtuous Zhong Wuyan. Ha! Xu Hao pondered while casually picking up a stack of white paper on the table, and the handwriting on the paper was beautiful.

It is also a poem with the theme of spring characters, too cheesy, almost all of them are some works of boudoir curtains that hurt spring and autumn, Xu Hao didn't have the heart to comment, flipped through it casually, and suddenly pulled out one of them, and praised: "What a beautiful word, hey." ”

Jiumo is lonely in the dust, and the grass is all over Gusu.

How much do you know about the dream in the boudoir, and the guest gold asks if there is one.

Hundreds of miles of clear lake floating heron, five more waning moon to listen to the black cry.

Only pity the empty flower before the appointment, the spring wine is like a lazy sell.

This talent, not to mention that Xu Hao knows that he is not comparable to the author, I am afraid that no one among the people he knows can compare with him, and blurted out: "This poem is whimsical, a fat wash and powder is ugly, and it is extraordinary." ”

There is another poem below, Xu Hao immediately read it carefully, and after reading it, he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "God is open-minded, loud and loud, what a romantic character, it is not like a work in the boudoir." These two poems are scattered, full of paper, fresh and elegant, and rhyme, alas! I can go to be a farmer. ”

After finishing speaking, Xu Hao's expression was unusually satisfied, as if he had obtained a spiritual gluttonous meal, he put the paper lightly on the table, looked down and looked at it for a long time, with a reluctant face, and finally raised his head ruthlessly, and went away in a dashing manner, leaving only everyone with a stunned face.

Xu Jihu walked over suspiciously, picked it up and opened his mouth in surprise, he asked himself about being far less talented than the author.

Although the third child's admiration is a bit excessive, it also shows that the family is a woman, and her talent overwhelms the man, anyway, she is shameless to continue to stay here.

Sighing softly, Xu Ji, who had always been proud, was inevitably a little unhappy for a while, and went downstairs alone.

The spring night is sad and lonely on the pillow, and the spring boudoir is full of moon.

Thinking about the limits of the books on the empty shelf, there are tears in the chest of hatred.

Qiu Ma Changqu who is the son, the orchestra in the night of a few furnaces.

Concubine Mu is proud of Xu Yuanlong, and she is not a corrupt Confucian.

The big guys all looked at this scene in disbelief, and they were all curious about what was written on that piece of paper! Xu Wen saw that a piece of thin paper had damaged his two brothers in a row, how could he dare to come forward and ask for his own interest?

"Crude work, I dare not be ashamed!"

Suddenly, I saw Miss Mu Yingying stand up, walk quickly to the table, pick up the paper, turn around and return to the window, looking at the back of the mold in the distance, facing the personal maid Zhiyan, and whispered: "Bosom friend is hard to find, for me xiexie his beautiful words, compared to my poems, but much more exciting, heh!" Since you like it, give it to that Xu Hao son. ”

"Yay!" Under the Baihua Pavilion, when the maid Zhiyan completed her young lady's task and left, someone shouted excitedly.

It's really hard to come up with those words of praise for the sake of Xu Dagongzi, and at this moment he has already made up his mind, no matter what, he has to catch up with Huilan's mind and the talented and beautiful Mu girl.

Mei Zizi took Miss Mu's handwritten poems into her arms, and Xu Hao hummed the song with relaxed steps, thinking about how to take advantage of the situation to pursue and leave a deeper impression in the hearts of the beauties.

Xu Hao has no special feelings about the glamorous cousin of the Xiao family, who is a little vain and superficial, he has seen many beautiful women, and he pays more attention to the inner delicacy than the gorgeous appearance.

As he walked, he saw Zhu Gaochi and Xu Jingqin frowning and standing in the middle of a group of people, as if they had encountered some trouble, Xu Hao walked up curiously.

After looking at it for a while, it turned out that a scrivener in Yanwang's Mansion had lost a purse, and he suspected that it was stolen by two nearby Xu Mansion boys, and the two boys denied it, so the bookstore beat the two of them.

Later, the purse was found by an old housekeeper, and the marks on it were the same as those described by the bookstore. Who knew that the secretary office said that the silver in the purse was wrong, and accused that it must be the people in the Xu Mansion who stole the purse, and when they saw that the matter was getting bigger, they took some of the silver in it and returned it, intending to calm the matter.

Xu Jingqin's face was blue, he was naturally very annoyed when such a dirty thing happened at home, but because Zhu Gaochi was also here, he didn't have a seizure immediately.

Zhu Gaochi had a headache, the public said that the public was reasonable, the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, how to deal with it would make one party lose face, he didn't want to hurt the harmony of the two families, and he was silent for a while.

However, Xu Hao is in good spirits on happy occasions today, and he can't see the arrogant middle-aged secretary bullying his family, so he uncharacteristically stepped forward.

"Bring me the purse."

Now "Generalissimo Xu" is up and down the Xu Mansion, who doesn't know? It was a cowman who even a few eldest young masters and two princes had to listen to him, and the housekeeper immediately handed over a heavy purse wrapped in a white sweat towel on his own initiative.

Xu Hao opened it casually, and it turned out that it was a boxy oily green silk silver bag, which was waterproof, and was pinned with a toothpick.

"Old man, tell me the whole story."

The old steward was so angry that he said angrily: "I kindly picked up his silver, and returned him in public before even the seal was solved, and the big guy can testify." He is playing tricks, framing the old man and the boys for stealing money, relying on himself to be an official of the Yanwang Mansion to bully people, I am a subordinate I am afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you if I am old, now there is Xu Sanye to call the shots for the little old man, otherwise you have to drag you to the county office. ”

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it." Xu Hao interrupted the old steward's words and looked at the middle-aged clerk in a sneer, "This is yours?" ”

The clerk arched his hand indignantly and said: "It's the lower official." ”

"I don't think so." Xu Hao slowly untied the silver bag, looked at a few pieces of broken silver inside, looked at the package over and over again, shook his head and said, "This silver is not yours, you will find it elsewhere, and whoever picks up the silver will take it." ”

"Why isn't it mine?" The secretary office was suddenly anxious, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the silver back, but Xu Hao stared at him and didn't dare to make a move, and shouted: "These silver are eight taels and eight coins, plus the two ingots and five taels of silver that were stolen, a total of eighteen taels and eight cents, which is exactly the same, and you can weigh it in public." And there is obviously my mark on it, everyone can see it clearly, how can the son say that he is not a lower official? You can see it all in the world, it is their Xu Mansion who is protecting their family. ”

"Get out of your mother's ass, dare to cheat and come to my Xu family, you really have a kind." Xu Hao opened his mouth and scolded, then raised the silver bag in his hand, "Where did you put the ten taels of silver?" ”

"It's all put together." The clerk said coldly.

"All together?" Xu Hao smiled and said to Xu Jingqin, who was already happy: "Cousin, you let someone take ten taels of silver." ”

Xu Jingqin sneered and nodded, and immediately the housekeeper handed over two ingots of silver, Xu Hao took it and threw it on the ground with a snap, pointing to the ground with his right hand, "You put all the silver in for me, hurry up." ”

At this time, the people of the Xu Mansion all scolded, it turned out that the big guys all understood, the silver package was not big, nearly nine taels of broken silver was already full, where could I stuff ten taels of silver, obviously this book office is lying.

The clerk squatted on the ground and held himself up, and then changed his words: "My ten taels of silver are in a sweat towel." ”

"Looking for death" Xu Hao flew up without warning and kicked the secretary in the face, "If you have wrapped silver, how can there be no wrinkles?" The money is yours, old man. ”

The secretary covered his face and lay on the ground, looking at the white sweat towel dumbfounded, and was suddenly speechless, and the people around him spat at him with disdain.

The old steward shook his head and said: "This kind of unrighteous thing, the little old man doesn't want it, the third master, you know everything, you can take it." ”

"The money you find is yours. If you don't use it, you can give it to whomever you want. After Xu Hao finished speaking, he pulled Xu Jingqin and Zhu Gaochi and left.

"Shameful things, hit fifty boards, dismissal and never hire."

Zhu Gaochi waved his hand before leaving, and the guards of his own Yanwang Mansion stepped forward to take the book office away. The old steward held the silver and shouted, "Thank you for the righteousness of the third master, and this silver will be given to the poor people in the village." ”