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    Wen Qian felt very different about Yang Jin.

    In terms of official rank, he is from the sixth rank, not the highest among this group of people, but he is the most talkative among them all, even Zhao Qing, the vice-thousand household, has to give him three points.

    This is indeed a rather strange thing, which makes people puzzled.

    It wasn't until lunch time that You Yue from the juggling class revealed the reason.

    "Senior Sister Yang Jin, haven't you heard of him?" She waved her chopsticks, "Master Yang Jian's son."

    Wen Qian took a sip of the soup, pondered for a moment, and wondered: "Master Yang's son, isn't he a servant in the Ministry of Industry? He is also a talented scholar, a weak scholar, and he can't lift his shoulders. When did he join Jinyiwei?"

    "That's the eldest son of the Yang family." A junior sister next to him stretched out two fingers, "This one is second, the second son."

    "So that's how it is." She nodded, so it's no wonder that the face of the chief minister of the cabinet must be sold, otherwise he won't know how he will be dismissed someday.

    "Master Yang is also very good at making arrangements. The two sons are civil and military, and the civil and military officials of the court can eat well."

    Wen Qian held the soup bowl in one hand, and propped his chin in the other to meditate, without moving his chopsticks for a while.

    I didn't think about this level before. In this way, she didn't get the seven inches right when hitting the snake. She should have attacked Yang Jin from the beginning. Now it's a waste of time, and the two of them broke up.  , just give Yang Jin the last look at her

    Well, this impression will definitely not be good.

    Lianhua, who was hanging her voice upstairs in the morning, was secretly looking at her, and then took up the bowl and approached her mysteriously, smiling maliciously: "Senior sister, I heard that you 'bullied' Mr. Yang today?"

    ?The word bullying is used very well, not only is it a pun, but also accurately expresses the result of the confrontation, which is simply exquisite.

    Before Wen Qian could explain, the girls at the same table had already stared at her with glowing eyes.

    "Senior Sister, have you taken a fancy to Jin Yiwei?"

    You Yue clicked her tongue and nodded: "No wonder you asked about Mr. Yang."

    "Go." Wen Qian squinted at her, "Let you find out the news, one or two pretend to be dumb, are you entertaining me now?"

    Everyone knew they were wrong, and looked at each other and laughed softly.

    "But to be honest, Jin Yiwei is arrogant and domineering, and has a notorious reputation. Instead of following them, why didn't the senior sister consider the censor Xiao who gave you the ivory dowry last time?"

    Wen Qian has been in the band for the longest time and has the oldest qualifications, so she is called Senior Sister. However, there is another reason for the oldest seniority besides the departure of the proprietress.

    Most of the sisters who were studying arts at the same time as her were married, but Wenqian alone hadn't found a place yet, and it wasn't that no one had proposed marriage. The name of Guangling City's number one dancer was released, and there were countless matchmakers.

    "Master Xiao's family has married seven of them." Wen Qian picked out the tofu from the shrimp tofu soup one by one, "I don't want to marry into that kind of deep house compound and fight with a group of women who roll their eyes to the sky."

    "Where's Boss Chen from the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce? He hasn't married yet, and he has outstanding literary talents. Last time he wrote such a long poem, several pages long. Although I couldn't understand a single sentence, it still felt very touching."

    Wen Qian stirred the spoon, and said slowly: "Boss Chen is too thin, weak and slender, like a little boy."

    Lianhua answered immediately: "Songjiang Deputy Commander, Master Yu Congyu! Isn't this not bad? He is tall and powerful, mighty and majestic, beating Japanese pirates is like beating a grandson. Last month when the troops were withdrawn, they came here to watch you dance."

    Wen Qian ate the meat soup without raising his head: "No, there is no certainty in life and death fighting outside. What if I accidentally become a widow? No."

    ""

    Everyone can be considered to understand by now.

    It's not without reason that senior sister can't get married

    This is too much to ask!

    *

    ?Because the band could not open, the backyard in the afternoon was still full of girls practicing and singing.

    Just last month, another little girl called Lingge came. Wen Qian was watching her stretch her legs. Since she hadn't practiced much since she was a child, her muscles and bones were as hard as stones. If she was a little bit harder, she would scream like a pig.  as tragic.

    Fangzhu Cao was getting old, and his ears couldn't stand it, so he frowned and went around to Wen Qian, winking at her, the latter understood, patted the girl on the shoulder, and said: "Keep practicing, I'll check you again tonight.  "

    Following the owner of the workshop to a remote place under the shade of the trees, he stopped, his eyes fell on the group of young girls, he sighed first, and then??

    This corridor is very long, separating the front yard and the back yard. Through the door opening, on the right hand side is a small garden with lush vegetation and a clear lotus pond.

    The rustling branches and leaves swayed by the evening wind, and the sound of clothes fluttering is mixed with the ringing of crisp bells.

    There are people dancing on the top of the rockery in the middle of the lotus pond, and the rhythm of the dance is slow. Unlike on the stage of the band, all movements are limited to hands and toes.

    In the ring tone, the wrist is like a pen walking around a dragon, and the slender fingers are turning clouds and rain.

    The person in the light and shadow is like a budding flower, slowly blooming petal by petal.

    Shi Baichuan saw it from a long distance, and was about to speak, but when he turned his head and saw Yang Jin just took a look, he didn't say anything, so he had no choice but to keep his eyes fixed.

    "Everyone has worked hard these days. Prepare to order wine and food in the evening, and treat it as my treat."

    "Hey, good."

    There are endless ringing in my ears.

    Such a scene, and even the location of the setting sun is very familiar.

    This person really likes to climb to high places to practice dancing, that day when he was on the outskirts of the city

    Something came from the side of him through the air, Yang Jin turned his head to avoid it, the small stone hit the railing and fell to the ground, spinning around.

    "Master Yang." Wen Qian jumped off the rockery and stood in front of him, squinting and smiling, "Isn't it appropriate for you to leave like this?"

    Feeling that nothing good would happen, Yang Jin frowned: "What advice can Miss Wen have?"

    She spread out her palms and handed them over, "After watching my dance, aren't you going to give me some money?"

    Before Yang Jin could answer, Shi Baichuan yelled, "That counts as watching? My elder brother took a peek at most!"

    Yang Jin: ""

    "Two eyes are for seeing, and one is for seeing, why can't it be forgotten?" Wen Qian raised her eyebrows, "My dance is hard to come by, so it's not too much to ask for a lot of money?"

    "Miss Wen." Yang Jin asked straight to the point, "What exactly do you want?"

    "It's not that good." She smiled kindly, "I had a little misunderstanding with Mr. Yang in the morning, so I'm here to apologize."

    "A girl like this, as if pleading guilty?"

    "Why doesn't it look like that?" Wen Qian withdrew his hand, "Look, I won't accept the money owed to me by Wu, so I should take it as an apology. How about it, aren't you very sincere?"

    At Shi Baichuan's age, he has never seen such a non-blushing and heart-beating person, let alone targeting Jin Yiwei!

    In front of Shi Baichuan, Yang Jin didn't want to have anything to do with her, so he just walked forward, stopped suddenly when he passed by Wen Qian, and said in a low voice: "Your tricks are useless to me, save yourself  Work hard."

    She could hear clearly, but she just twirled her black hair and played with it, her smile remained the same.

    "Let's go." Yang Jinchao ordered behind him, and Shi Baichuan followed closely even though he didn't know it.

    Just when he walked ten steps away, Wen Qian suddenly threw away her hair and turned around abruptly.

    "Master Yang." She had a deep smile in her eyes, "Aren't you an imperial envoy?"

    Her expression gradually changed, and finally there was only a slight arc left on her lips.

    "Actually, from the very beginning, there was no case of Wang Zongqi being killed at all. All of this was fabricated by you."

    "Right?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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