Talk About Love, Go Away!

    As the organizer of their poetry club, Lin Miaomiao excitedly held Mu Wenqing's hand, "Wenqing, you really strive for our poetry club."

    The other members of the Poetry Club sitting next to them also sincerely praised Mu Wenqing's poems. They get along with each other, they have a good impression of this girl who is not very talkative, but has a poetic spirit and is humble.

    The more shy Mu Wenqing, but also with the encouragement and support of everyone, has the courage to stand up and show everyone his poems.

    "Miaomiao," Mu Wenqing sat there, wringing the handkerchief in his hands, and was praised with a shy smile, "I'm just lucky, I happened to come across a topic that our poetry club had published before. ."

    "Wenqing, you are too modest."

    "Yes, yes, don't be afraid, just play your usual level," a girl in the poetry club cheered Mu Wenqing, "You are not fighting alone now, not yet What about us."

    Lin Miaomiao was sitting next to Lin Zhenzhen, while everyone was not paying attention, she could not help whispering to Lin Zhenzhen who was drinking peach blossom wine and said: "Zhaoyang, are you right? Do you know the topic ahead of time?"

    Lin Miaomiao asked this question because of the topics that were selected at the poetry meeting today, several of which were the topics that Lin Zhenzhen asked when they met last time.

    "Of course not," Lin Zhenzhen picked up a new peach blossom wine from the stream and poured herself a glass, "It's all a coincidence, I didn't even know you would invite me that day, how could it be possible in advance Prepare."

    "That's right."

    Lin Miaomiao nodded, and she had to pull Zhaoyang to go there that day.

    Zhaoyang has never liked to study, she was afraid that Zhaoyang would be boring to sit next to her, so she asked Lin Zhenzhen to write a poem for them. Yang didn't like to participate in these things before. If it can be counted, Zhaoyang is not a prophet, how is this possible?

    Lin Miaomiao shook her head, laughing at herself thinking about it, but it happened that Chen Gelao came up with a new topic, and she began to scrutinize the words.

    Lin Zhenzhen sat behind the table, looking at Zhao Mingxuan's ugly face across a few tables, took a sip of wine slowly, pursed her lips and smiled, her dimples were looming, of course she did it on purpose of.

    Mu Wenqing is a member of the Mu family, born intelligent, almost unforgettable, good at poetry, if he is a man, at least he is a literary master, leading the Mu family back to glory.

    Unfortunately, in the plot of the main god, this cowardly talented girl was bullied by Wang Zhuo, the son of the Marquis of Mu'an, and lost her innocence, so she had to enter Wang Zhuo's backyard. wither.

    Lin Zhenzhen started on that day and changed Mu Wenqing's original tragic fate. She sincerely waited to discover her friend's talent, and then she would pull Mu Wenqing into the poetry club, and only then would she be able to have today's Zhao Mingxuan's aggrieved butterfly effect.

    This banquet has almost become Mu Wenqing's personal show. No one in the younger generation can compete with it. Everyone who participates in the poetry party knows Mu Wenqing, a young talented girl.

    Most people have a friendly attitude towards Mu Wenqing, but they are also narrow-minded. , watch her make a fool of herself.

    Before coming to the poetry meeting, Lin Zhenzhen and everyone shared with Mu Wenqing, a simple little white rabbit, about what might happen when participating in the poetry meeting. Mu Wenqing was also good-natured at first. Unable to shirk, I could only bite the bullet and drink a cup.

    After drinking a few glasses of wine, Mu Wenqing found out the thoughts of these people and gathered up the courage to refuse.

    "The young people today are really arrogant and arrogant." Some people saw that the persuasion was not successful, so they left so unwillingly, and said meanly before leaving, "Anyway, we can be regarded as your seniors, the girl of the Mu family is actually I don't want to give any face at all."

      Poetry or other means to embarrass others, but Liao Quan did not dare to offend others, so this wooden girl did not show her family background and was a woman.

      After the water stains, Liao Quan's face suddenly turned ugly, and he looked around, trying to find who smashed it, "Who did it?"

    Lin Miaomiao wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and said in a small voice, "Why did my hands suddenly slip, oh, 'Liao Canzheng', your shoes are dirty, or else Take it off and I'll sell you a new pair?"

    Lin Miaomiao deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words Liao Canzheng, which made Liao Quan's face stiff as a fifth-rank official for so many years, knowing that Lin Miaomiao was deliberately not giving him face .

    Lin Miaomiao is the clan of the Lin family, and her father is the prince who holds real power. He is only a fifth-rank official, and he can't afford it at all. He dare not show it, so he confronts Lin Miao Miao cupped her hands, said something and wanted to leave.

    "Wenqing is a friend invited by Bengong and Miaomiao, and Bengong is also impressed by Wenqing's talent," Lin Zhenzhen raised her eyes to look at Liao Quan, her eyes were deep, and she said quietly, "Since Liao Canzheng dares to Self-proclaimed senior, I must be a master, I don’t know what poetry collections my husband has published, and this palace also wants to see and read his masterpieces.”

    If Liao Quan had his own collection of poems, how could he be so jealous of Mu Wenqing?

    Liao Quan, who couldn't get off the stage, stood there, being watched by others, his face blushed to the color of pig liver, hesitating, unable to say anything, "Wei...weichen..."

    Having seen enough of this person's embarrassment, Lin Zhenzhen waved her hand, "Be careful with words and deeds, Liao Canzheng needs to understand this truth in the future."

    Liao Quan wriggled his lower lip, lowered his head and hurriedly said, "Yes." and left.

    Finally, looking at Liao Quan's back in the dark, Lin Miaomiao, who was bullying others, sneered. Even such a person who bullies the weak and fears the tough, dares to bully the sisters of her poetry club.

    "Miaomiao, these little people are very small, if we fall to a high position one day, this Liao Canzheng will definitely take revenge on us," Lin Zhenzhen looked at Lin Miaomiao and Mu Wenqing seriously, He said earnestly, "So, as long as we have the opportunity to find out that this person has any illegal behavior, we must not let him go."

    Mu Wenqing was stunned for a moment, Lin Zhenzhen's words were completely opposite to the education she received since childhood, but Lin Miaomiao clapped her hands and said in admiration: " Well said, Zhaoyang, I really like you more and more."

    "Farewell," Lin Zhenzhen shook her head, "I don't have this hobby."

    "Fuck you, I have my brother," Lin Miaomiao "cut", "You think too much."

    After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled. Next to Mu Wenqing thought that the two were going to quarrel again. Seeing this, he was relieved and laughed.

    It's rare to have a confidant in life, it's good that Mu Wenqing has so many friends who protect her.

    Lin Zhenzhen looked at the beautiful little beauty with a charming smile, as if she saw those silly little worlds created by the mother tree, she couldn't help but think of teaching more and taking care of her.

    "Wen Qing."

    Mu Wenqing covered his mouth with his sleeve, and was taking a mouthful of sweet glutinous rice cakes, and vaguely responded: "Huh?"

    "What is your wish?" Lin Zhenzhen said amazingly, "to become a person like Mr. Jiajing?"

      Mu Wenqing's idol.

    "Cough, princess, you are making a big joke."

    "I believe in your talent."

      .

    "Don't worry, you still have me, I will help you."

    Lin Zhenzhen said, and winked playfully at Mu Wenqing.

    Mu Wenqing only thought that Lin Zhenzhen was drunk and whispered: "But...but I don't believe in myself."

    "What are you afraid of?" Lin Miaomiao also drank a little wine and leaned over to sit next to Mu Wenqing, "I and Zhaoyang will help you, you have to believe in yourself. "

    "Mmmm."

    Lin Zhenzhen's face was only flushed, but her head was bright, she held her head and watched Mu Wenqing coax Lin Miaomiao, smiling without saying a word.   Everyone was drinking and chanting poems and making matches, throwing pots for competitions, etc. It was very uncomfortable. The poetry meeting was held from the morning to the afternoon. When the banquet was over, many people were supported or carried back by their servants.

    "Zhaoyang," Chen Ge Lao personally sent his little granddaughter to the carriage, "I often come to my grandfather's house to play when I have time."

    After receiving Lin Zhenzhen's affirmative reply, Chen Ge smiled so much that the folds on his face deepened a little, after sending Lin Zhenzhen, he turned to look at Uncle Chen beside him, his face changed He seemed to put a face on his face again, "Why are you still standing? It's not that you have something to say, let's go."

    Uncle Chen has long been accustomed to this discriminatory treatment. He followed Chen Ge Lao and told Chen Ge Lao the news he had just received.

    Since Lin Zhenzhen came to this world, everything has changed, she broke free from the thin plot defined by the main god, and what will happen in the future will be unknown.

    521: "Master, will you be afraid?"

    521 I have seen many systems and hosts rely on the "plot" given by the Lord God to carry out the mission strategy, without the "plot", it is like a headless fly, lost its size, and finally failed the host Everywhere, will ask that.

    "Afraid? Of course I'm afraid."

    521 was stunned for a moment, she did not expect Lin Zhenzhen to say such a thing.

    Lin Zhenzhen sniffed the mellow aroma of wine in the cup, and sighed, "I'm afraid this male protagonist appointed by your Lord God is not interesting enough."

    521: It just said, how could someone with a temperament like the master be afraid.

    Lin Zhenzhen stretched out her hand, "521, what did you see?"

    521 glanced at Lin Zhenzhen's empty palm, puzzled, "... palm print?"

    "It's unknown," Lin Zhenzhen put her five fingers together gently, as if she had caught a bunch of things, closed them in a virtual way, her eyes lit up with fighting spirit, eager to try, "This small world, What is needed is never the known, but the unknown, and only the unknown is interesting and can create miracles."

    521 clapped and applauded: "Well said, Master, you are so reasonable!"

    521Although I don't understand what Lin Zhenzhen is talking about, the sad look of trying to blow the rainbow fart makes Lin Zhenzhen happy, "My 521 little mental retardation, you will be able to see it soon. By then, this small world will undergo earth-shaking changes.”

    In Taifei Shu's palace, Princess Shu, who was enjoying the kneading with her eyes closed, heard the report from the palace staff and opened her eyes, "What did you say?"

    "The princess seems to have been drinking. She came back to find something, but couldn't find it. She was angry in the Weiyang Palace and punished the servants."

    "Pay attention to the movement in Weiyang Palace, let her go," Princess Shu thought that something big happened, but when she heard such a small thing, she closed her eyes again with confidence, "Let Concubine Xian come over."

    The virtuous concubine in Taifei Shu's mouth is currently the concubine with the highest position in Mingyao Emperor's harem, and she is also the niece of Taifei Shu.

    When she received the message from Concubine Shu, Concubine Xian was sitting in front of the mirror and dressing up, looking at herself in the mirror as if she was twenty years old Female, sighed, "Let's go."

    Concubine Xian also knew what Concubine Shu told her to do. Her Majesty has no children, and no concubines in the harem are pregnant. Concubine Shu is also His Majesty’s adoptive mother, and it is understandable to care about her children. A prince with the blood of their family, that would be even better.

    Concubine Shu saw her niece coming over and showed a loving smile, "Concubine Xian, your mother entered the palace yesterday, Yue'er has..."

    He Yue is Concubine Xian's biological sister. When Concubine Shu mentioned her sister, Concubine Xian raised her head "swipe" and looked at Concubine Shu who was sitting in the upper position, "Aunt, Yue'er is..."

    Concubine Xian smiled bitterly, "I remember, when my mother enters the palace next time, I will..."

    Concubine Shu dislikes Concubine Xian's warm appearance, "Tomorrow, your mother will come tomorrow, and you should teach your sister well."

    “…Yes.”

    In the Weiyang Palace on the other side, Lin Zhenzhen did what she said, and after returning to the palace, she started her own performance.

    521 The whole process was stunned, seeing that Lin Zhenzhen was drunk by herself, and relied on going to the warehouse to pick up the birthday gift she received many years ago, but when she went to her private warehouse, she I found that my other things were missing, so I used this to call the entire Weiyang Palace to the open space to gather and interrogate.

    Lin Zhenzhen leaned back on a chair and drank the hot tea in her hand to soothe her hangover. Before Mama Cai and Jasmine went to search, she casually ordered, "Remember to take a look Are there any loose places on the beams or in the corners under the blue bricks?"

    As soon as Lin Zhenzhen said these words, the expressions of several people changed on the spot.

    Mother Cai glanced at those people, "Yes."

    Mother Cai led people to interrogate the little eunuchs who were guarding the private treasury, while Jasmine and the others led people to search various houses to find the items lost by Her Royal Highness.

    Good guy, I haven't found what Lin Zhenzhen lost, but found a lot of things that don't belong to Weiyang Palace and Zhaoyang.

    "Okay," Lin Zhenzhen looked at the pile of things that had been searched, pointed at the person kneeling below, trembling with anger, "It was a waste of Ben Gong's trust in you, you actually eat inside and out, Check, check them all!"

    Mother Cai was also angry, I didn’t expect that these people were hidden in their palace, but I was afraid that Lin Zhenzhen would be ruined by the popularity of this child, so she made a bowl of mung beans in the kitchen to reduce the fire The soup came over, "Your Highness, drink some mung bean soup, get off the fire, don't get angry."

    "Mommy, please."

    "Your Highness, don't worry," Mammy Cai closed her gentle smile, looking at the person kneeling below with a fierce look in her eyes, "Mammy will definitely find all those who betray the Lord. come out."

    As night fell, torches were lit, and as more and more things were searched, in the closed Weiyang Palace, more than a dozen unclean palace servants knelt.

    There was such a big commotion, Emperor Mingyao also sent someone to inquire, knowing that Lin Zhenzhen was going to deal with some servants who were eating inside and outside, he also specially sent Li Quan and the guard station in the palace On the side, it caused a lot of psychological pressure to the kneeling people.

    "Your Highness, we are bored by lard, please forgive us once, Your Highness!"

    "Your Highness?!"

    …

    Lin Zhenzhen was unmoved, "Take them all and interrogate them well."

    As soon as Li Quan waved his hand, a guard went up to gag and take the person down.

    "Your Highness," Li Quan glanced at Yulan and the others who were standing beside Lin Zhenzhen, "Where are Yulan and the others..."

    "Yulan, they, and Mama Cai have grown up with Ben Gong since childhood, Ben Gong believes in them," Lin Zhenzhen rubbed her temples, "Ben Gong is tired, that's all Bar."

    Li Quan left with the guards and the five-flowered palace servants, "Yes."

    Lin Zhenzhen was at the door, heard the chatter inside, opened the door, and said on the spot, "I don't have money, this palace has money!"

    Who does not know that His Majesty loves his daughter, when Lin Zhenzhen was cleaning the spies of Weiyang Palace, he waved his hand and sent a lot of jewels to comfort his daughter's injured heart.

    Your Majesty sent it. The other concubines in the harem, led by Concubine Shu, followed in the footsteps of the people above, and sent "comfort gifts" one after another. In a short period of time, Lin Zhen Zhen's newly opened private warehouse was full again, and had to open a new warehouse to store these things.

    The long list of new items, 521 was stunned: can this be?

    It's not bad money, but compared to Lin Zhenzhen, Lin Miaomiao and others: sour.