What kind of bad thoughts can my husband have?

Chapter 39 The Sneaky Yang Baojia
After Lin Changyi returned to the mansion, the post from the Li family was delivered, not only invited her, but also invited Lin Changzai, just because Changxuan was too young to travel, I knew it was Li Xiaoren's, but Lin's father I don't know the inside story, but I think the Li family is the Xue family's cousin, and the whole family's children were invited there for the purpose of marriage.

Father Lin was so happy that he ate two extra bowls of rice, and it was Tang who stopped him from eating the third bowl. Father Lin put down his chopsticks and satiated his meal, but kept telling him not to make trouble, but to be virtuous .

Eargrass was tidying up in the west room. Seeing Chun Equinox and Lin Zhao come back, the fat girl was beating and beating, as if she was angry with the boss. When she asked the reason, she was also a little puzzled: "Young lady lit the lamp and boiled the oil and finished writing. Yuan sent it, but the Xue family and the Li family didn't exchange polite words back and forth, so what do you ask the eldest girl to do?"

"I heard from Sun Liu's family that the eldest girl went to Zhipu yesterday, and I'm afraid she would hook up with Li's family when she went out." Chun Equinox talked about Xiangsi Pavilion, with a downcast face, "Otherwise, how can I invite her well? What is your status, a concubine, to eat such a precious meal? The last time the matter just subsided, this time it will add to the chaos, let me see, tomorrow I will go with the girl and find a reason to beat Yun Duo severely. "

Mangzhong couldn't help laughing, and heard the spring equinox snort again: "If I can't beat the master, can I still not beat the slave?"

"You are a great man."

Lin Zhao teased.

Chun Equinox pouted and stood angrily. Lin Zhao sized her up and said with a smile, "Then I'll take you there, but you're not allowed to make trouble, otherwise I won't take you with me for anything in the future."

Chun Equinox nodded and smiled.
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The Li family is a cousin of the Xue family, and the house is larger and more lively than the Sun family last time. However, Ling Hexianyuan was sent in the name of Mrs. Xue, and Mrs. Li is not as childish as Sun Ruo, nor Pulling himself to do that worthless show off, the garden on the left and right is huge, Lin Zhao took the spring equinox to find a swing frame behind the rockery to avoid, and he could still feel at ease for a while.

"Girl, Nantou is so lively, why don't you go and have a look?"

While Chun Equinox pushed Lin Zhao, she kept poking her head over there. She likes to join in the fun, and she was a bit tired of being clean behind here.

Lin Zhao closed his eyes and held the swing rope: "Then go by yourself."

I thought that the vernal equinox would say something again, but the man didn't say anything, Lin Zhao opened his eyes curiously, but saw a person hiding behind the flower shelf opposite, and poked his head out, a pair of big eyes staring straight, The fingers holding the flowerpot were soft and white, as if they had been staring at it for a long time, and turned around when they were discovered, she asked suspiciously, "Who is there?"

No one answered, and after a while there was a little girl's murmuring voice: "Oh girl, if you want to talk to me, you can go, the girls on the left and right have seen you." Then, he pulled the man out, and it was a body. The girl in the bi-color skirt was about the same age as Lin Zhao, and she stood in front of Lin Zhao awkwardly with a shy face. The latter put his feet on the ground and asked, "Which family is it?" Girl?"

When Lin Zhao asked carelessly, the girl raised her head, but the little girl next to her couldn't bear to look down, saluted Lin Zhao, and said crisply, "Hello Miss Lin, our girl is the third girl who leads the family of the Sixteenth Guard."

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up. She was the third daughter of Yang Kai's family, the leader of the Sixteen Guards of the Imperial City. If I remember correctly, she was Yang Baojia. In the previous life, Xue Dao did evil to force the palace. King Yang Jiaqin was killed. The third daughter was said to have gone into exile. In the Liao Kingdom, those whose whereabouts are unknown, can be seen in this life, and it is so unexpected.

"Hi, Miss Yang." Lin Zhao pointed to the embroidered stool next to her, "Sit down, girl. What are you doing standing behind that flower shelf? Do you have something to do with me?"

Yang Baojia sat down, but he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Little thorn."

Xiao Ci sighed, the girl in her family dared to peek but didn't dare to speak out, so she said: "Our girl has always admired the name of the second girl, and she herself practiced Linghe style at home all day long, but she couldn't write well. I didn't come today, but I heard that the second girl is here." Looking at Yang Baojia who lowered his head, "I finally saw the second girl's golden face, but I am speechless."

Only then did Yang Baojia timidly say, "Second Miss, don't take offense."

Lin Mingming understood the reason, laughed and said, "It's okay."

Chun Equinox also laughed heartily, and said, "We girls like people who are eager to learn the most." He found a branch and handed it to Lin Zhao, "My girl is showing kindness."

Lin Zhao took it, walked to Yang Baojia, and found a piece of floating soil next to the flower stand. Yang Baojia hurriedly got up and went over, picked up a branch and wrote Yang. I don't know if it was really bad writing, or it was really a shame in front of the master. Nervous, Yang's writing was twisted and crooked, and his face immediately blushed.

Otherwise, Lin Zhao took a branch and wrote another Yang, which provoked the little thorn to poke his head: "It really is a world of difference."

Yang Baojia was extremely ashamed.

"You write very well. This is the simplest but most difficult Jinfeng style in Linghe style. It is very good to write like this." Lin Zhao lowered his head and wrote with a branch, "Look at this, don't relax, just bring it up. "

Yang Baojia was enlightened, practiced with Lin Zhao next to her, and couldn't help but glance at her. Everyone said that Lin Zhao was lonely and difficult to get along with, but he didn't expect to see her today.

"Since you want to learn, I'll send someone to send you a copybook some other day." Lin Zhao said.

Yang Baojia was flattered, and immediately said: "Really?"

Lin Zhao said frankly: "Manqing Jing knows that I write well in Linghe style, but there are a few who are willing to really spend their time learning it. They took my Taiwei diary just to gain fame. Compared with this They are still willing to make a fuss in the silk and satin, the girl has a heart, and I am willing to give the girl a copybook, which is not a problem at all."

Yang Baojia nodded happily.

The two of them were writing when they suddenly heard one person shouting sharply: "Lin Zhao!"

Yang Baojia looked up, it was Li Xiao, she combed her thick bangs today, but she looked stiff, pinching her waist, very angry.

Yang Baojia glanced at Lin Zhao, wondering what kind of enmity these two people had, it was worth tearing apart in public, not to mention her, even Lin Zhao himself was at a loss, and said, "Who is the girl?"

"I'm Li Xiao."

Li Xiao finished speaking coldly, threw a booklet over, and was caught by Yang Baojia. She saw the words Ling He Xian Yuan written on the title page, and when she opened it, she was a little surprised that it was written in Ling He script. Lin Zhao took the complete set of Xian Yuan's set, and was about to speak, but Lin Zhao took it and said, "Miss Li, what do you mean?"

There was such a commotion behind the rockery, and many people gathered here, and there were also many people who had eaten Sun's rice noodles, recognized Lin Zhao, and muttered about why the Lin family girl was in trouble everywhere.

"I heard that your right hand was injured."

When Li Xiao saw the gauze wrapped around Lin Zhao's right hand, he confirmed his thoughts even more, and said, "You obviously can't write anymore, so you hired a tracer again. How did you get the set of Ling He Xian Yuan that you gave to your mother? The fraud has reached us." On the head of the Li family, do you really think that our Li family has no one?"

Yang Baojia covered her mouth with a handkerchief and faked it. Does Lin Zhao still need to fake it?

It's just that when I was writing with the branches just now, I really didn't pay attention to how she wrote it, and I was all focused on the words that were written, and I was suspicious for a while, so I blinked my eyes.

"Who says it's fake? I wrote it after staying up all night." Lin Zhaodao, "I did hire a hand-drawn hand, but it has nothing to do with this matter. I can write even if my hand is injured."

"A well-boiled duck has a hard mouth."

Li Xiao said calmly: "I prepared a pen and paper in the courtyard. Can't you write even if your hand is injured? Then write it for us. If you can't, it means that this is a fake, and you are fooling your mother's birthday ceremony like this." , I can't spare you!"

Startled, Yang Baojia carefully tugged on Lin Zhao's sleeve, but the man said sharply, "Okay."

Hearing this, Li Xiao took a look at her, snorted and turned around to go first, the people around dispersed one after another, but there was excitement to watch, so they all followed.

"Second girl, this..."

Yang Baojia was timid, Lin Zhao looked at her with a smile and said it's okay, then looked up, there was a person in the crowd, who was talking to others with a pleasing expression, it was Lin Changyi who came with him and disappeared.

That's how it is, it's strange that Li Xiao knew that his hand was injured, and he also knew about the hand drawing, so he couldn't avoid being instigated by this person. As he was walking forward, he suddenly heard a scream from the other side of the men's table. She glanced at it, and it seemed to be the third brother's voice.

However, there is a saying that the evil done by the sky is still forgiven, but the evil done by oneself cannot be lived. If I can really write this word today, then Lin Changyi deserves it.

(End of this chapter)