Chapter 561

"Enough bravado?"

Under Qin Tang's line of sight, the lady in White always looks calm.

She was wearing a white dress with a red cord tied to her neck and a light gold luxurious fur dress.

Qin Tang knows this dress. She seldom wears it. It is said that she was the younger brother of the emperor who was in great prosperity. When she heard that it was snowing on the side of Yunhe mountain, she sent an emissary to send Ji Guang Qiu, a tribute from the western regions, to the elder sister of the eldest princess.

Lucky fur does not sink into the water, but does not burn into the fire. It is a rare treasure in the world.

The hood is a little wider, inlaid with plush loops, and hides the crow's hair. It blocks most of the owner's face, only the red lips of the coral.

When Qin Tang heard her saying "show off his authority", his ears were inevitably spared, and the explosion was red and tender inside. The young knight errant forced to stabilize himself, relying on his long legs and good waist strength, he turned back against the sky and jumped up flexibly.

A well-defined palm handed to Lin Lang.

"Teacher Niang, get up, the ground is cool."

The lady in white looked at him. Her legs were soft and her forehead was sweating. Then she put her hands on her. Shi Shi ran said, "you know that the ground is cold, and you deliberately cheat."

Qin Tang pinched her soft and boneless wrist and threw the pot without thinking about it. "This is what the third younger martial brother taught me. What do you say? Life is alive, war is full of deceit, and it's fried and battered. Call the boss quickly!"

Gong Liangzhan, the third younger martial brother, said:

No, I'm not. I'm not. You don't talk nonsense.

If it was not for his good self-cultivation and the presence of the master and his wife, he would really like to take a sip of water on the handsome face of the second elder martial brother.

In the past, the elder martial brothers always said that he was Sweet-hearted and treacherous. He had such a bad reputation. Half of them must have been thrown by the second elder martial brother!

Xi Jiaojiao noticed something strange and quickly pulled off the veil.

"Master, master? Why are you here? I'm scared

Her face was small and red. However, Wei Yuan's mind fell on the side of his wife and his second apprentice. He was in a trance for a moment.

The disciples of the gate of LAN don't consider their status. Whether they are relatives of the imperial family or people in the lake and lake, they all rely on their natural talents.

It is also coincidentally that his disciples are of excellent skeleton. All of them are dragon and Phoenix, one in a hundred. They are born with extraordinary dignity, such as Qin Tang, the second apprentice. He and Yuan huaizhen, the first batch of disciples, joined the gate. Ten years passed by in a flash. The children who were holding the clothes of their elders grew up to be a strong and weak husband.

His wife has always been cold and cold. People in the door keep her at arm's length. Her disciples are as frightened and frightened as a mouse with a hole in her eyes.

At this time, the two apprentices are extremely respectful and hold the white maid up. They are wearing pearls and jade on their waists. Their appearance is on the right side, and they are strangely harmonious.

Among the six royal families in the world, Wuma royal family is endowed with unique beauty and beautiful men. The brother-in-law emperor Wuma pursues the rule of iron and blood, and is a cold-faced and beautiful man well-known in Dasheng. She once made the princesses of the six kingdoms startled at the sight of them and offered to offer their pillows with dignity.

His eldest sister, Wu Ma Lin Lang, is more like a fairy concubine in the world. If she had not combed her hair, who would have thought that she had been married for more than ten years?

"Master?"

Xi Jiaojiao pulls a pair of Wei Yuan's sleeves and grabs his attention.

"Why did you come to the plum garden

Wei Yuan regained consciousness, with his fist against his lips and coughing low, "it's the tailoring master invited by your Shiniang. He'll take advantage of the Chinese new year to cut some new clothes for you."

Xiao Liu's eyes lit up, and the first shell came crashing out, skillfully holding his leg. "Shiniang, you can make me clothes. I don't want black ones, I want white ones. Just like you, they are floating like immortals. They are beautiful!"

Since the rabbit out of the gauze, small six as sticky glutinous rice dumplings, glued on Lin Lang, chattering around her.

He was glad to find that the teacher's wife is a typical knife mouth with a bean curd heart. As long as she doesn't make a big mistake, she can always get a response. Of course, in advance, this is the magic weapon summed up by liuer xiaohualao. If you taste the sweetness, you should be happy and don't share it with those bad senior brothers.

"Do you want to make clothes for you

Lin Lang points a scar on his forehead. A few days ago, she helped people remove the gauze. The boy's skin is rough and flesh is thick, and he has long been ignored. When Lin Lang's finger pricks, Xiao Liu immediately exclaims, and his strength deduces that he touches porcelain on the spot. His small buttocks pout and pushes away the second elder martial brother. "Martial mother, I have a headache. I have to wear the clothes you make."

Qin Tang looked angry and funny, and patted the snow on his sleeve.

Lin Lang is not used to small talk tuberculosis, "Shiniang can do it for you, but Xiaoliu should perform well in the big match, not like the year before last, relying on diarrhea to avoid the competition, how about?"

Xiao Liu failed to touch porcelain. Instead, she was caught by the teacher's wife. She lowered her eyes and tried to become harmless to human beings and animals. She was soft hearted and quickly forgot this black history.The former is an internal competition, which is not open to the outside world. The inner and outer disciples learn from each other, so that teachers of all schools can examine the students' learning achievements in the past three years and screen out a group of Zhuyu disciples to enter the ancestral gate wall.

For seven days in a row, the LAN gate opened the mountain gate and invited the elite from all over the world to gather together. The internal mental skill, medical method, poison technique, military strategy, Qimen dunjia, Sangshi agricultural skill, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were all the contents of the competition.

In the last ten-year contest, Wei Yuan was one of the five disciples. He did not become the master of the house. He hunted in a white robe and took the place of a doctor, which made his daughter's heart in turmoil.

Yuan huaizhen, his first disciple, is pure and pure in mind, inherits the mantle of his master Wei Yuan and places high hopes in this contest. In addition to Xi Jiao, the new comer, others are also preparing for the war.

The only thing that worries teachers is Xiao Liu. He doesn't know whether it is intentional or unintentional. Every time he plays, he has a stomachache or a cramp in his feet. He makes a lot of jokes.

The master Gong with Xiaoliu seems to know the little apprentice's urination, and he doesn't care about losing his face. When the masters showed off their apprentice's achievements, the old man stroked his beard, which was very enigmatic. People always thought that the farmers were holding back some big moves, and then they were vigilant all the way to the final As a result, the farmers were afraid of nothing.

"What are you doing? You want to give up before you play? " The old lady in white put on her face and pulled down the little apprentice's hand mercilessly. "That elder martial sister does it for elder martial brother. It's not your share."

Xiaoliu was suddenly impatient, and his voice was as tender as a milk dog. "What? What? Xiaoliu didn't say anything? Shiniang can't be like this." Small talk tuberculosis raises his chest, specially emphasizes a sentence, "the small six who is not the champion is not a good little six."

"Pooch --"

Lin Lang was amused by the living treasure.

Her smile is not trivial, causing all the brothers on and under the tree to mark people.

They thought that the last time the teacher's wife was smiling, it seemed that it was when Peier's younger brother came back last year.

Shiniang's face is hidden in the soft and wide hood, and the light gold auspicious fur becomes a warm light in the snow. They couldn't see how she was smiling. They just listened to the laughter and the snow.

Xiao Liu, who was nearest to her, could see clearly that his delicate face was red and stammered out an adjective, "sweet, sweet."

Master Gong has been idle recently. He teases his disciple Xiaoliu to learn Shennong's spirit of tasting herbs. Xiaoliu doesn't know what he knows. These days, he's wrapped in his little quilt and runs all over the mountains and fields. Most of them are bitter and astringent. Xiaoliu's white and tender steamed bun face is wrinkled into dumpling stuffing.

The little guy secretly took advantage of the Third Elder martial brother's absence, dug out his honey pot from the bottom of the bed, scooped out a big spoon and drank warm water, which was comfortable.

This behavior habit leads Xiao Liu to evaluate everything from the taste of food. For example, the first elder martial brother is a cool and slightly spicy peppermint leaf, the second elder martial brother is fresh cured meat, the third senior brother is the black heart yellow lotus seed disguised as ice sugar gourd, the fourth is a meat bone that can't be chewed, the fifth is stinky tofu, and the seventh is small Irrigation soup steamed stuffed bun.

Shi Niang's smile is sweet, Xiao Liu thinks so firmly.

Xiaoliu wants to steal the honey of the Third Elder martial brother again.

"Would you like something sweet?"

The lady in white didn't understand her meaning, and then said, "then I told the kitchen to let them cook some red bean soup for you."

It's "you" not "Xiaoliu". Xiaoliu is not very happy to hear it. What makes Xiaoliu want to eat sweet, but bad elder martial brother has a share!

Small six breath, drag forward the teacher Niang, "the teacher Niang makes clothes for me!" If you don't give it to a bad elder martial brother, they will bully Xiao liu'er!

Qin Tang stepped on his black boots and walked with his clothes flying. He was very natural and unrestrained! My clothes are worn out

Xiao Liu thinks that his handkerchief has been robbed by a bad elder martial brother. From time to time, the other party takes out two pieces of handkerchief. One is to wipe the forehead, the other is to wipe the neck, and the other is to wipe the sweat at the same time. He shows it in front of the elder martial brother.

Small six more angry, begged Lin Lang, "small six good competition, Shiniang only for small six do."

"Pa --"

with his long fingers, the bad elder martial brother banged a loud brain on the forehead of Xiaoliu. He hugged his chest and laughed, "the guy who is the last to the last year also wants to let his mother make clothes for you, so he is not afraid of the wind flashing your little tongue? Good, let elder martial brother have a look. Is your little tongue still there? Do you need elder martial brother to help you pick it up on the ground? "

Lin Lang looks at Qin Tang unexpectedly.

In front of Wu Ma Lin Lang, the second youngest son of the family scrupulously abides by etiquette, which is totally the gentleness, thrifty, courteous and fraternal manner of the aristocratic family, and runs against the younger martial brother from the wrong side.

The elder martial brothers often fight and quarrel, but they are very prudent. They never make a fool of themselves in front of the teacher's wife. It is the first time for a horse to fall like this.

Qin Tang received the suspicions of the white elder martial sister. He stopped, and if nothing happened, he picked up his Wenliang elder martial brother's personal equipment and put it on his head. He said hypocritically, "younger martial brother, I'm playing with you. You're young and you're not tall. You don't look like a senior brother. You can't catch up with your old clothes. Shiniang, younger martial brother understands me. Let me do it. "Xiaoliu was in a hurry. He grabbed the elder martial brother's arm, opened his mouth full of white teeth, and directly caught one.

Qin Tang said with a smile, "teacher Niang, you see, I'm not wrong. Younger martial brother is still young and wants to grind his teeth."

Small six teeth mouth hard.

The elder martial brothers quarreled all the way to the inner courtyard guest room. The tailor was an old man with half white hair. He laughed kindly when he saw people. With his huge lung capacity, he called all seven young masters in one breath.

People have long been used to this kind of posture, from small to large, one by one queuing up to let the old man measure his body size with a tape measure.

Xiaoliu evaded the master and rushed to the teacher's wife. With open arms, she looked like a proud rooster, "Shiniang, measure it for me! Xiao Liu wants to be the future champion and win honor for the farmers! "

The younger students glared angrily.

This small six, as expected, is a white cut black small round son! This can also pick up the opportunity to show loyalty to the teacher's wife!

They began to reflect on whether they had been too good to Xiao Liu recently.

Lin Lang pushed the little round son to the master and said seriously, "the teacher's mother is not allowed to measure. Listen to the old master's words. When he measures the number, she will make clothes for you."

Xiao Liu was very good at fooling, so he did it happily.

The lady in white looked around and ordered a general, "huaizhen, come here."

The elder master at the back of the line was staring at the bug in his hand. Unexpectedly, he was pushed out by the second younger martial brother. He staggered a few steps, took the insect back into his sleeve, stood calmly, and respectfully asked, "Zhen is here. What can I do for you?"

"Your clothes are broken."

Lin Lang raised her chin.

Master brother yuan huaizhen was silly for a moment, stupidly bowed his head and shook his head, "No."

Lin Lang sighed and came forward, pointing his armpit with empty fingers. "It's here. Let me have a look at it."

The jade faced elder martial brother went back to the old way of the second younger martial brother, with a red cheek, "Zhen Jane went back to sew. "

"White dress teacher Niang tiny sneer," and then poke your finger into blood horse honeycomb? "

The elder martial brother didn't dare to say anything. He held his breath and watched his mother take out her needle and thread. In the blink of an eye, the teacher's wife put on the needle and thread that was extremely difficult for him, and she held his armpit clothes and slowly sewed them up.

Are women's hands so dexterous? A needle was turned out countless patterns by the teacher's wife.

Yuan huaizhen is absorbed in seeing, and her head gets closer and closer.

Wei Yuan was dumb and speechless. He thought that ten years ago, his wife was also so low browed and closed her eyes, and her posture was rarely submissive to mend his clothes.

"Huaizhen, you look It's as tall as your master, and he's about the same size. "

He heard his wife say that.

The position where the great apprentice stood was exactly the one he had stood.

Wei Yuan was stuck in the throat for a moment.