(Today's first chapter is delivered.

I don’t know if any brothers guessed it, this one is it. Haha, thank you for your comfort and support. I feel very comfortable and considerate when I see the posts in the book review area. Thank you brothers.

Writing books peacefully is the foundation. We will definitely work hard to write a fine book for everyone.)

Xiaoqing jumped and said, "Then, what should I do? Should I go out and tell him not to write?"

Dai Qinglan nodded solemnly: "There is no other way except this method. It is better to be embarrassed for a while."

She said in her heart that even if I try to make you blame me, I can't let you be scolded by others!

How could Lian Zining guess Sun Ting’s thoughts be so thoughtful?

He smiled coldly and said to himself: "Since you are so sinister, don't blame me or be polite. Haven't you deliberately please everyone? I will never succeed in your life!"

At this time, Sun Ting winked. The waiter was already holding the pen and ink, smiling and said without a smile: "My husband, please!"

Lian Zining looked at the waiter's hated face, and suddenly a violent anger erupted in his heart. He turned around and glanced at the people on Sun Ting's side, and a violent flashed in his eyes.

One day, I will bring 100,000 soldiers and kill all your entire family!

When Sun Ting saw him, he was stunned and sneered: "Why, Junior Brother, are you really worthy of your reputation?"

The scholars also squeezed him out in a verbal way.

Ning Fei frowned, pulled him gently, and whispered: "Chenbi, don't force it."

Lian Zining smiled slightly, patted his shoulder, and stood up. At this time, a green figure suddenly flashed out of the private room and said, "Mr. Lian, don't do this poem anymore. My master asked you to have something urgent to go over!"

Lian Zining turned around and said in surprise: "Xiaoqing? Why are you here?"

Sun Ting also recognized her. After all, at the Yanshan Poetry Conference that day, both the young lady with excellent poetry and the weird little girl left a deep impression on people. He also said strangely: "Xiaoqing, why are you here?"

Xiao Qing glanced at him: "I'm having dinner here, can you care about you?"

She pulled Lian Zining's sleeve: "My husband, my master has something urgent to ask you to pass by the mansion. Let's leave now?"

Every powerful father will become a daughter's jar when necessary. If Dai Zhangpu knows, he will be amused and laughed.

Lian Zining was stunned at first, then understood, felt warm in her heart, and whispered: "Thank you for me, my lady."

Sun Ting also understood that there was a beauty who came to help him. He couldn't help but feel jealous and angry. At the time of the Yanshan Poetry Festival, he left a deep impression on Dai Qinglan. Although the other person's appearance was not beautiful, his demeanor fascinated him. At this time, when he thought that the beauty had something to do with her, and the storybook in front of him stole a lot of the limelight, he humiliated his poverty and became angry.

Sun Ting sneered: "I really didn't realize that you are a coward hiding behind a woman, Junior Brother Lian."

Hearing his vulgarity, Kou Baimen couldn't help but frown slightly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and Xiaoqing jumped in anxiously: "You're talking nonsense!"

"What, isn't it?" Sun Ting just sneered and glanced at Lian Zining with the corner of his eyes, hoping that he would be fooled.

He was delighted, as if he had seen his plan succeed.

Lian Zining pulled Xiaoqing behind him and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Xiaoqing was stunned and blocked by him. Looking at the tall back, he felt that his originally impatient heart seemed to gradually relieve, and he was inexplicably calm. It seemed that he said it was okay, but it was really okay.

Seeing that he was so aroused, Sun Ting was secretly happy and urged: "Junior Brother Lian, please write a poem quickly!"

Even Zining didn't look at him, but he clasped his fists at Kou Baimen and asked, "Dare you ask Kou, your ancestral home is Xiangyang Prefecture, Huguang, and Canglang Shui Pan of Junzhou?"

Kou Baimen was surprised: "How do you know?"

Everyone knows that her family lives in Chaoku Street, Jinling, but few people know her ancestral home, let alone his father, who had been ferrying people in Canglangshui for a living before she was thirteen years old, and later came to Jinling. Even the close maids didn't know these secrets, but Lian Zining suddenly told them, was naturally surprised.

Lian Zining smiled slightly: "Ten years ago, my father transferred from the avant-garde of the government army to Shizhouwei. He took his fashionable and young man to Canglang Shui Pan."

"Ten years ago?" Kou Baimen was intrigued by him and asked, "Ten years ago, the young master should have been a teenager, right?"

"Not bad." Lian Zining breathed out and said in a tone of nostalgia: "But some things, even after ten years, I will never forget them. Ten years ago, my father passed by Canglang Water. I still remember that the boat house where the ferry was a little older than me. The young lady was very pitiful. She was seriously ill. I gave her the scattered pocket money given to her and asked her to treat the disease and get medicine."

"You?" Kou Baimen suddenly changed color and pointed at Lian Zining. His veil trembled, but he couldn't even say a word. He was obviously extremely excited.

Everyone was even more uproar. Lian Zining's words and Kou Baimen's actions all showed one thing - the two of them were old acquaintances ten years ago? Sun Ting was so jealous that he was about to go crazy. Miss Dai, who had admired him for a long time, couldn't explain it clearly. But Kou, who had worked hard to invite him, actually had an old acquaintance with him? And it looked like he was not the same old acquaintance.

What's the best thing about this poverty?

The scholars were dumbfounded. No matter how they read it, they felt that the story of these two people was written in a script. Someone suddenly had a word in his heart - the previous fate was settled. He suddenly felt envious and jealous and hatred in his right hand, and he felt that why Lian Zining seemed to have occupied all the good things in the world?

Kou Baimen calmed down after a long time of breathing and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, you, are you really that one?"

Lian Zining nodded and smiled: "To be honest, I have known everyone Kou many years ago!"

He turned around and said aloud: "At this time, we met again thousands of miles away, and we are destined to be together. Kou is called the fairy of the painting fan. How about Xiaoke using the painting fan to write poems?"

Sun Ting's teeth clattered, and he thought viciously in his heart, "Is there any useless to know everyone in Kou?" As long as it is written a bad poem, I can let everyone in Sijiucheng know overnight, and make you completely infamous!"

In front of everyone, Lian Zining smiled calmly, took the pen and dipped it ink, walked to the wall, brushed it, and the extremely beautiful and elegant willow body bloomed.

Seeing his expression, Sun Ting felt a vague feeling that he seemed to have humiliated himself again.

Lian Zining wrote a poem, Kou Baimen couldn't wait to step forward, and Ning Fei recited loudly:

Mulan's words

If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan?

The old friends' hearts change easily, but the old friends' hearts change easily.

After the songs in Mount Li, the night is over, and the bells are still not complaining.

How can I be as happy as a man in a brocade and wish to join the branches on the same day?”

There are also a few big words dripping ink below - the title of Lian Zining, Shuntian Mansion!
Chapter completed!