Chapter 42 Sarcasm

"Sister Jiu, what are you looking at?" The fourth sister and Guiqiu picked up the paper kite and saw another line entangled on it. They couldn't help ordering, "Guiqiu, you sort out the paper kite. Really, who put the paper kite?"

"Is that Yang Qian?" Sister Jiu raised her finger and pointed to the approaching figure. He was wearing a blue gown and was a little anxious, but he couldn't see his expression clearly. Sister Jiu and Yang Qian have not met many times, and they are not sure.

The fourth sister looked at the ninth sister's finger and couldn't help frowning, "Don't he have to go to class? If Liu Fuzi knew that he had come here to play, his hands would definitely be swollen.

"Fourth sister, where is this paper kite thrown?" Guiqiu held another paper kite.

The ninth sister turned her head, stared at the paper kite, and said with a smile, "Wait for the owner of the paper kite to come and get it. Let's wait here for a moment."

"Yeah, just listen to Sister Nine." The fourth sister echoed.

Yang Qian accelerated his pace and became more and more anxious. The paper kite was made for him by his mother. Yesterday, Liu Fuzi said that the books he read were enough to cope with the children's test, and the method of writing articles was similar, but in addition to these two, there was also an artistic conception. Although the children's test is not needed at all, Liu Fuzi said that as his student, he must be the best and most outstanding. Just let him come out to see the landscape and find the so-called feeling. It's just that his skill in putting paper kites is really bad, and he just had this one.

"Fourth sister, ninth sister!" Yang Qian shouted in shock and looked at the paper kite in Gui Qiu's hand, and his face was hot. "Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng's paper kite--"

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the fourth sister and the ninth sister.

"What are you doing with your head down? This paper kite is yours?" The ninth sister took the paper kite from Guiqiu's hand and handed it to Yang Qian.

"Well, it's Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng--" As soon as he raised his head, the fourth sister said, "Did you make this paper kite? It's so beautiful. Give me one sometime."

"Xiaosheng..." Yang Qian clenched his fist, his palms were moist, and his voice became more and more like mosquitoes and flies. "Paper kites are made by Xiaosheng's mother. Xiaosheng is really too ugly, Xiaosheng..."

"Fourth sister, when shall we let Aunt Yang make one?" The ninth sister said with a smile.

"No, let's just buy it again." The fourth sister refused, pulled the ninth sister and said, "I'm afraid this paper kite can't be released. Let's go to the market to buy it now."

"But--" Sister Jiu stopped and looked at Yang Qian interestingly. "It's rare. Let's sit down together first. The scenery on this mountain is good. It's been some time since we came out."

The fourth sister looked at the ninth sister's thin body, "Look at me, why did I neglect it? There is an open space in front of me, just to bask in the sun. The scenery there is also good, and there are also fields planted by monks at the foot of the mountain."

Sister Jiu thought about it for a moment, nodded and asked the painting screen to help Yang Qian hold the paper kite. Yang Qian blushed again and insisted on taking it himself.

The painting screen immediately said, "Mr. Yang, if you hold it yourself, what will you do with this maid?"

Yang Qian let go of his hand and watched the three maids walking in front of the ninth sister and the fourth sister, and he also accelerated his pace to follow.

The fourth sister glanced at Yang Qian behind her and said in front of the ninth sister's ear, "What do you call Yang Qian to do? If your mother knows, she will definitely be angry again."

"Does the second aunt don't like Yang Qian?" The ninth sister asked knowingly.

The fourth sister stamped her feet in a hurry. "Who would like to be with a poor man? Besides, even if he was admitted to Tongsheng, there are still many years to get ahead. Maybe I won't pass the exam yet. If we walk in with him, we don't know what our mother thinks. What's more, you are still the eldest daughter of the long room. How can you get so close to him?

"At least we are classmates."

"We are not gentlemen." The fourth sister couldn't help retorting.

"Hey, what do you want to do? Besides, he is also talented." Sister Jiu said without saying anything.

"Oh, I can't persuade you!" The fourth sister snorted, "He is not talented. You haven't been to the poetry club, so you don't know what a talent is."

There is obviously a lot of envy on the fourth sister's face. "In the past, I went to a poetry club with the glory of the third sister. There were not only many ladies of official eunuchs, but also many young talents were invited, and only one wine order was exported."

Sister Jiu is dumb. Those so-called young talents can only have a few sour poems in her eyes. There is no one like Yang Qian who studies steadily, but it looks good. She couldn't help glancing at Yang Qian again. Although she was only wearing a folded and faded gown, her face was extremely beautiful, with slightly higher cheekbones, picturesque eyebrows, and the clear eyes below were a little shy. Even if it is good-looking, it is better than those so-called young talents!

Yang Qian seemed to notice her eyes and suddenly looked up. The ninth sister looked away in a panic, and the corners of her lips outlined a curved arc.

"Okay, look here, it's good!" The fourth sister pulled the ninth sister to the top of the mountain, "Here you can see the whole temple."

The ninth sister looked down the mountain. Sure enough, the main hall of the temple was located in the south, solemn and solemn. There are many Zen rooms in the north and the west, and there are trees. To the east is a piece of land. Now it is the time of spring and flowers bloom, and three or five monks carry water through the land. The sky is blue, like washing, but there are a few white clouds floating from time to time, which is really picturesque.

Cai Wei quickly took out a piece of brocade and spread it on the ground, and Gui Qiu took out a few plates of snacks from the food box. The painting screen also put the food box in his hand on the brocade and took out the snacks in turn. All kinds of snacks are placed on the brocade in an orderly manner, which makes people have an appetite.

The ninth sister sat on the brocade, as if all the unhappiness had run out of the sky recently.

"I never knew that there was such a beautiful scenery on this mountain." Yang Qian sighed and suddenly found that there was only his own voice around him. He blushed again and lowered his head and dared not look at the fourth sister and ninth sister.

"What are you doing standing? Come and sit down." Sister Jiu has the intention to make friends with Yang Qian.

"Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng still stands!"

"Do you want me and the fourth sister to stand with you?" Sister Jiu is a little angry. How can Yang Qian be so formal?

The fourth sister looked at Yang Qian's increasingly embarrassed appearance and asked cunningly, "If you skip class and come here to play, Mr. Liu will definitely punish you."

"No, no, Xiaosheng... It was Liu Fuzi who let Xiaosheng come out. Xiaosheng is not playing, but looking for... feeling!" Yang Qian explained anxiously.

Sister Jiu was confused when she heard it, "How does it feel?"

Yang Qian suddenly became discouraged, "Xiaosheng didn't know, but Liu Fuzi said that Xiaosheng had no accident and there was no big problem in passing the children's examination, but he said that Xiaosheng lacked something. If he couldn't find it, it would be difficult to make progress in the future. Maybe even the hospital examination..."

Liu Fuzi has such a foresight. Is he a scholar who has not been elected? However, looking at Yang Qian's timid and frightened appearance, Jiujie understands Liu Fuzi's behavior very well. If he wants to go on an official career, I'm afraid no one is willing to use him with Yang Qian's personality now, even if he is talented.

It's really a weirdo to be able to talk in class.

It's not that Yang Qian has a strange personality, but Yang Qian's experience since he was a child has made him wary of everyone, and even has obstacles to talking to others. But he has great confidence in the poems and songs he is familiar with.

"Wow--" Sister Jiu exhaled helplessly, "Mr. Liu's words are right, but you still go on like this, not to mention looking for any 'feelings'. If you fail in the list in the future, I'm afraid you won't even be a teacher."

What Sister Jiu said was too abrupt and straightforward. She didn't know Yang Qian well and didn't need to say such a thing, but she couldn't help saying it.

"You, why do you curse Xiaosheng so much!" Yang Qian was so angry that he never thought that the ninth sister, who usually looked polite, would say such vicious words.

"Sister Jiu, what do you say about this? Even Liu Fuzi appreciates his talent." The fourth sister was also scared. How could anyone say such a thing? She said to Yang Qian, "Don't worry about it. Sister Jiu didn't mean that. Sister Jiu just wanted to encourage you."

"That's what I mean, that's right!" The ninth sister bit her lip and said firmly.

"You, you..." Yang Qian pointed to Sister Jiu, with his chest heaving.

"What do you think Liu Fuzi asked you to come out to find feeling? Look at how you usually get along with people. Have you ever talked to Brother Ten in the school? What is the virtue when you speak? Are you really inferior to others? What do you do with your head down? It's more beautiful than a woman's, and it's disgusting to look at it. Sister Jiu couldn't help sarcasm, "Do you really think that as long as you have talent, you can get a child student, and if you pass the scholar and lift, you can become an official? What else can you do besides talking about those things in the book?"

"You, you..." Yang Qian's face turned pale and pale, so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"Forget it, you have nothing to do with me. Why do I say this!" Sister Jiu is a little annoyed. It is the first time that she likes a person like this, but it is this virtue.

"Sister Jiu, don't say a few words. How can you change your temper after seeing Aunt Zhou once!" The fourth sister kept pulling the ninth sister's arm.

Sister Jiu's face was calm. She picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake from the plate and put it in her mouth. Her eyes were microns and tasted good.

The painting screen holds his breath, but I have never seen my master so majestic.

The surroundings seemed very quiet, but the atmosphere was a little tense. The fourth sister took a look at Yang Qian and then at the ninth sister. Anyway, she thought that Yang Qian was just an ordinary person. Even if she offended her, it was no longer persuaded the ninth sister and stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into her mouth. What's wrong with the ninth sister? Are you really angry with Aunt Zhou before you want to scold Yang Qian back?