Chapter 70

##The servant girl came up behind her and said with a smile, "it's the first time I've seen such a dull girl."

The young woman nodded and sighed, "who told the seventh king of Langya to value her? You know, in Jiankang, the prestige of the Wang family can't even compare with the royal family! Ah, if Sanlang can get the praise of Wang Qilang, it will be good for his health building trip. "

The next day, before noon, Chen Sanlang's carriage had appeared outside the courtyard. A servant stood at the arch and cried, "arjon, you have to go."

Chen Rong answered in a clear voice and came out holding the piano.

When she walked out of the arch, she found Chen Wei next door stretched out his head and looked curiously at her and Chen Sanlang's carriage. Chen Wei is obviously a little afraid of Chen Sanlang, and his eyes are evasive.

When Chen Rong approached, Chen Sanlang opened the curtain of the car and glanced at the seven string Qin in her hand. Now, he frowned and said, "this Qin is so common that no one looks down on Chen's family."

Speaking of this, he leaned out of the carriage and took out a beautifully made seven string Qin decorated with pearls and jade and handed it to Chen Rong. He said with a smile, "fortunately, I'm ready for the third brother. Let's use this."

When Qin was handed to her, his big hand touched the back of Chen Rong's white, tender and plump hand.

Chen Rong lowered her eyebrows and raised her eyes. She took a step back with her Harp in her arms and said with a smile, "my third brother is worried about it. Qilang has seen it, too."

Chen Sanlang was stunned. Then he remembered that Chen Rong was the one who asked Wang Qilang to marry her. He shook his head and murmured, "that's it. Just follow your advice."

He put the piano back, glanced at Chen Rong's towering chest, and said with a smile, "ah Rong, take a carriage with your three brothers, so that others can know our brother and sister's love."

Chen Rong shook her head, and she said with a smile, "thank you very much, elder brother. But ah Rong's carriage is ready." She turned and went to her carriage.

Just inadvertently, Chen Rong finds that Chen Wei, who leans on the back of the door and looks at her and Chen Sanlang, has a little jealousy.

Chen Rong takes back her eyes and puts on the carriage with her skirt.

One by one, the two carriages drove towards the gate of Chen mansion.

Chen Sanlang opened the curtain and smiled at Chen Rong in the carriage. "I heard that a Rong and Wang Qilang met on the way? And he's got a lot of respect? "

Behind the curtain came Chen Rong's beautiful voice. This natural voice, like her body shape, was "coquettish to the bone" in the eyes of the contemporaries. Chen Sanlang narrowed his eyes, listened to Chen Rong happily and replied, "Wang Qilang is generous and magnanimous, and a Rong just spoke to him twice."

Chen Sanlang answered with a voice and said: "all the scholars in the world look forward to the Wang family, and there are seven brothers in the Wang family. As a sister, it's lucky to get to know someone like Qilang and be valued by him. "

Chen Rong could hear that what Chen Sanlang wanted to say was that, in her capacity, even if she married Wang Qilang as a concubine, she was also very high. Besides, she was valued by Wang Qilang. Even as a concubine, she was also a valued concubine.

She lowered her eyes and sneered in the dark, but obediently replied, "what the third brother said is so."

After Chen Sanlang stared at the curtain of the car, Chen Rong had a pretty figure and a little itch in his heart. As for his body shape and appearance, none of the Kabuki and Kabuki he had contacted in recent years was comparable. What's more, compared with those women with low status, she has a kind of noble and calm demeanor. It's a pity that this sister is really a special thing, but it's her own sister.

For a long time, he took back his eyes a little regretfully and remembered his great event. Then he said with a smile, "a Rong has seen Qilang, but he has to be introduced to him as a brother."

"Of course," Chen said softly

As the wheels rolled, two carriages left Chen's mansion and drove into Nanyang city.

In Nanyang City, there was a kind of agitation in the crowd. Chen Rong lifted the curtain of his car and saw that the streets, as in previous lives, were much colder, especially those shops, many of which were closed.

When Chen Rongruo was thinking, she was warm beside her, but Chen Sanlang motioned for the carriage to come near and leaned towards her. His eyes were burning at his face, which was only an arm away. His pale face smiled warmly. "What is my sister looking at?" With that, he sniffed at Chen Rong deeply and said with a smile, "my sister is really fragrant. I don't know which family makes the sachet?"

Chen Rong quietly avoided some, frowned obediently and said, "the third brother is joking."

She shrank to the other side of the carriage.

Seeing that she was far away from herself, Chen Sanlang sighed and chanted: "prosperity turns into emptiness. A woman's life is like a blooming spring flower, which is the most beautiful and moving, with only a few decades of scenery. Alas, why can't we have fun in such a world that we don't know tomorrow today? Sister, do you think so? "

He looked at his face tenderly.

The curtain of the carriage shakes. It's Chen Rong's silent face. She smiles lightly and replies, "sometimes flowers bloom and fall, it's the common sense of the world. There are some flowers that are always in full bloom, just for one person, one day. "But it was declined.

Chen Sanlang put away his smile and said, "one day? Is my sister still expecting to marry Qilang? " The voice couldn't help laughing.

Chen Rong lowered her eyebrows, but she didn't answer. She just pulled down the curtain. In her slow movement, there is a kind of loneliness engraved in her bones.

Chen Sanlang stared at her. When she pulled the curtain of the car, he suddenly said, "Wang Qilang is also a man of Yanfu."

Chen Rong didn't reply.

During the overturning of the carriage, he soon came to the Yangshui lake on the east side of Nanyang city.

In the lake, dozens of boats are dotted among them. In the winter sun, the rippling water of the lake spreads out in circles.

In the boat, the sound of the zither came from nine days away.

At this time, a young man opened the curtain of the car and called out, "it's Chen's a Rong?"

In the carriage, came the voice of Chen Rongqing Mei, "yes."

"Very good, very good."

The boy laughed and swung his right hand.

Whoosh, five carriages in a row, they tie Solid to block the way to Chenrong. The tall and spacious carriage completely cut off Chen Rong's eyes on the lake.

When Chen Rong was stunned, the young man called out, "ah Rong, Chen family, play a piece of music. If the sound of the zither is my wish, you can enter. Hum, if it doesn't agree with me, I'm sorry. You can't see your Qilang today. "

It's such a surprise.

Chen Rong was dumbfounded.

She lifted the curtain, looked at the line of carriages, and said with a smile, "OK."

After that, she reached for the piano and wiped it with her right hand.

Her piano sound, like her people, is gorgeous in variety, and wins with complicated fingering.

Almost all of a sudden, the sound just came out, but suddenly it stopped.

The young man was stunned for a moment. When he was about to open his mouth, Chen Rongge said with a smile, "you are the Huan's Alin? The world says that Huan Jiulang has the ability to never forget. If you don't, please take the music I just played. If it's well received, let it be. If it's not well received, I'm sorry. Chen Rong will stay here! "

The young man said with a wry smile, "you know I'm not good at piano. That's all. "

With a wave of his hand, the five carriages moved away.

Chen Rong and the youth are right.

On Chen Rong, Huan Jiulang frowned and said, "how can I be a vulgar girl?"

Chen Rong is very upset. She stares at him and sneers at him and says, "it turned out to be a weak man." Huan Jiulang's face was pale, his eyes were blue and he looked weak.

Huan Jiulang is stunned. He stares at her and yells, "how can you be worthy of Wang hongqilang, a girl with high eyebrows and evil eyes?"

Just after his voice fell, Chen Rong raised his head, squinted at Huan Jiulang and cried, "I'm a common girl of my family. I'm humble and humble, and I can't help myself. If you do not take evil, will you not be trampled? It's hateful of you to expose people's shortcomings! " Different from the scholars and girls, Chen Rong's tone is really evil.

When she cried out, Chen Sanlang was shocked. He cried out in a hurry: "ah Rong, pay attention! Do you know who he is? He is Jiulang, the first son of Huanfu. He is very distinguished! Don't be so rude! "

Just then, a burst of laughter came.

But see river, I do not know when to row a few leaf boat. It was Luo Zhi and another famous young man who laughed.

In the laughter, Luo Zhi said: "well, it's very good. The sick man likes to expose people's shortcomings. It's really annoying."

As soon as his voice fell, the young man said with a smile, "Gee, there are still whips in Chen's a Rong's carriage. Why is that whip hanging? Why don't you take it off and wave it over. Don't smoke too hard. It's hard to avoid making trouble in Huan mansion when you smoke. I said that ah Rong, you can beat him half dead and let him stay in bed for half a year. "

The laughter of the two made Chen Rong a little embarrassed. She turned to look at them. She blushed and turned away when she looked at Wang Hong's smiling eyes behind them.

At this time, Huan Jiulang reached out his hand and stroked his own throat. He smiled bitterly at Wang Hong and said, "when you stare at me, I'm in a cold sweat, and I feel pain in my throat. I almost feel dying."

He cried out: "good! In the ordinary world, when the girls see you, they are all jieyuhua. It's hard to find a woman that makes you scared. Good, good. "

In the roar of Luo Zhi, Wang Hong smiles. In the sunlight, his eyes are crystal clear, extremely clear and deep. "She's holding her temper down." The tone is gentle and peaceful with affirmation.

Chen Rong swished to look at Wang Hong.

Huan Jiulang shouts and even says, "you want such a rude woman, Qilang?"

Before Wang Qilang could reply, the middle-aged scribe who was sitting behind the boat, stroking the piano, slowly pressed his hands, sighed and said, "as the little aunt said, she is humble and has no choice but to move. If you do not take evil spirit, you will be trampled on. Qilang, like my generation, this young lady is also a kind person. Although she is the key point of evil spirit, she can be adjusted. "He said this kind of banter in a serious tone, and a burst of laughter accompanied him.

When the middle-aged scholar said that, he glanced at Chen Sanlang, who was standing on the left side of Chen Rong, frowned and shook his long sleeves, and said, "where can I come from? Let's go. Don't beat people here."

This is hardly a sentiment.

Chen Sanlang never thought that he was just shouting, so he was despised by these people. Suddenly the pale face went red. He was hoarse and forced to smile. He bowed to the middle-aged scholar and argued, "thank you for your passing."

The middle-aged scribe surnamed Xie ignored him.

All the people present did not look at Chen Sanlang.

Chen Sanlang froze and turned to look at Chen Rong.

At this time, Chen Rong looks back, she blesses him and whispers, "three elder brothers, go back first."

When Chen Sanlang saw that she was in such a situation, he was willing to take care of himself, give himself a step down, and hurriedly replied, "OK, OK, I'll go back, I'll go back."

As soon as Chen Sanlang left, Huan Jiulang said with a long sigh, "although the little aunt is a wonderful person, she has to be vulgar after all!"

Chen rongtou didn't reply either, and replied lightly: "under the eaves of people's houses, common etiquette has to be done. As long as the temperament is true, why bother too much?"

That's an aggressive response. Huan Jiulang was shocked and laughed.

Hearing his laughter, Chen Rong felt relieved and knew that he had passed the first level. At present, these people are influential celebrities. For them, there is only one kind of people worthy of respect in the world, that is, true temperament. Even if you are a real villain, you are far more respectable than the hypocritical gentleman.