"It's so frustrating!"

Lu Qian smiled and then straightened his waist.

Mrs. Hu's words made Lu Qian secretly angry.

After the New Year, he turned sixteen. For the first time in sixteen years, Lu Qian straightened his waist in front of "outsiders".

It feels like a mountain peak suddenly rises under the white snow.

An inexplicable energy shot straight into the sky.

A strong masculine aura rose and spread from Lu Qian's body, and the temperature of the entire living room seemed to rise a bit.

Bai Lu was rushed by this momentum, her face was slightly red, and layers of water suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Bai Qiong coughed heavily.

Bai Lu came back to her senses, suppressed the water in her eyes, and bowed to Lu Qian playfully: "Mr. Lu, please listen to what I said to Shuang Haosheng."

Behind Bai Lu, Mrs. Hu snorted heavily.

There was movement outside the reception hall. Seven or eight tall and eight feet away, fat and strong women had gathered at the door.

Several fierce women carried arm-thick jujube wood poles in their hands. As soon as Mrs. Hu gave an order, they would rush in, drag Lu Qian out and beat him severely.

This group of fierce women is also famous in Tianenhou Mansion.

In the past seven or eight years, at least thirty to fifty people from the Lu clan have been beaten to death by their arms, legs, and waists.

This is how Mrs. Hu's "famous reputation" in Tian'enhou Mansion was established.

Lu Qian put his hands in his sleeves and stared at Bai Lu quietly with his cold spring-like eyes: "Bai Lu is white as frost, '蒹摭(jian'jia) Cang Cang, Bai Lu is frost', hey, what a good name. Look at this."

For the name’s sake, you speak and I listen!”

At this moment, Lu Qian's energy and spirit were obviously not right.

Just like the hair of a sword, the cold light splashing from the sword's edge hurts the eyes and hurts the heart.

Inexplicably, Mrs. Hu and Bai Qiong's hearts twitched, and the inexplicable anxiety made them twist their bodies subconsciously.

Bai Lu was the closest to Lu Qian, and she was completely attracted by Lu Qian's suddenly soaring appearance, but failed to notice something else hidden under this stunning appearance.

Instead, when she heard the words "Jianjia is green and white dew is frost", her eyes brightened inexplicably.

"Master Lu, after the New Year, you will be sixteen."

Bai Lu stared deeply at Lu Qian, especially the rosy lips that slightly evoked a sneer.

"Yes." The veins on Lu Qian's forehead shrank, and he straightened his waist. His tone was no longer as fierce and angry as before, but instead had a strong sense of laziness and indifference like a well-fed 'rabbit'.

Attitude.

But the spirit exuding from his bones was like standing on a very tall building that could pick the stars with one's hands, overlooking Bailu and everyone present from a high position.

"According to the laws of Dayin, a man is eligible for marriage when he is sixteen years old and a woman is thirteen years old."

Bai Lu sighed softly: "Weishuang is only three months younger than Mr. Lu. According to Dayin folk custom, Weishuang is already an old girl."

Shaking his head slightly, Bai Lu showed a hint of bitterness on his face.

Lu Qian's face twitched.

The term "old girl" who is under sixteen years old is remarkable.

Tsk!

If this word spreads, it will become - Lu Qian is useless and has delayed this good girl!

This is truly amazing.

"Weishang also knows that a gentleman's promise is a promise of a thousand pieces of gold. Since my grandfather has made a promise to Mr. Lu for Wei Shuang, he has to accept his fate. For these years, Wei Shuang has been looking forward to the day when Mr. Lu will be able to be a prosperous person.

Shuang married and went home."

"For this reason, Wei Shuang waits patiently, waiting for the young master to succeed in his studies and become famous."

"Weishang has imagined countless times what her future husband will look like."

"Weishuang doesn't ask for him to be born into a wealthy family, or for him to be well-dressed, well-educated, or rich. But Weishuang is also a proud and arrogant person, and I hope that my future husband can at least give me some hope!"

"I think all women in the world can agree with my idea and hope that their husband will become a successful man. This kind of thinking is understandable."

Bai Lu looked at Lu Qian's face again and again with a deep, slightly greedy look!

Lu Qian smiled and nodded, indicating that he very much agreed with her idea.

Bai Lu smiled slightly, showing some shiny white teeth.

"But!"

After Bai Lu's 'affectionate confession', her tone suddenly changed.

Lu Qian chuckled: "But I'm not up to par, right? I've learned such a mess in ethnic studies. I've received a low grade in the end-of-year exams for four consecutive years. There's no hope at all."

Bai Lu sighed and shook her head.

With her hands behind her back, she took two steps back and forth in the reception hall in a manly manner.

"I'm not afraid that Mr. Lu will laugh. I've read a few books in the past few years."

Bai Lu stood still and smiled reservedly at Lu Qian.

Next to her, Mrs. Hu picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then put down the teacup heavily.

"You are an unlucky and ruined seed. Miss Bai, you are now a famous figure in Haojing's dragon and phoenix rankings. You are a top talent in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and song."

"Have you heard of the 'Weiwei Review' held once a quarter in Haojing?"

"The eighteen most famous sages from various cultural and religious sects in Haojing comment on the most outstanding young people in Haojing every quarter."

"Miss Bai, has been at the top of the Weiwei rankings for two consecutive years!"

"A great sage from the Li Sect commented that if Miss Bai were a man, she would be a 'pillar of the country' and a 'virtuous minister who governs the world'!"

"Tsk tsk, look, look, she is a person like a pearl of fairy dew, with such talent and talent, especially this appearance, oh, she is really a fairy daughter who came out of the painting."

"Tsk, tsk, in the city of Haojing, how many young men from aristocratic families and romantic talents worship Miss Bai as a god?"

"Why don't you wash your face? Look at your toad-pimpled skin!"

Lu Qian's face twitched.

His face is pimple-skinned? Where do you start talking about this?

"Anyway, in short, you are just not worthy of me!" Mrs. Hu really has never read a book. She can't find better words to praise Bai Lu, nor can she find better words to belittle Lu Qian.

She concluded rudely and slapped the armrest of the chair hard.

"In short, you are not worthy of me."

"I have also heard of your bad reputation in the Lu clan school. No one in such a large clan school is more embarrassed than you."

"Look at how old you are, but you still have accomplished nothing. Every month, you have to rely on a sling of money and a bag of rice given out by the clan school in the Laiguo government to survive. Have you ever done it yourself in these years?

Ever earned a copper coin?"

"As for Miss Bai, a painting by her is worth a lot of money in Haojing!"

Mrs. Hu made a fuss and shouted, when she mentioned the question of 'how much does a painting cost?', her eyes turned a little red and her breathing became much heavier.

She is sensitive to 'money'.

Bai Qiong coughed heavily, interrupting Mrs. Hu's exclamation.

Bai Lu's paintings were purchased for large sums of money in a certain small circle.

But this is something that can be done but cannot be said.

Exchanging talents and learning for money is not shabby, but rather elegant.

In the circle of literati, your things can be exchanged for money, big money. The more money you exchange, the more genuine you are and the more talented you are!

If your things can be exchanged for other girls to help you, sleep with you, or even be willing to pay to support you!

Wow, you are a literary giant of the generation, the undoubted literary leader and a romantic figure!

But Bai Lu is still a big girl in the pavilion.

right!

It's hard to have anything to do with her about this kind of thing. Mrs. Hu's words were a bit offensive. Even if Bai Qiong were more sensitive, he would have to guess whether Mrs. Hu meant to mock and provoke the Bai family in person.

Bai Qiong crossed his legs and played with the lid of the tea cup.

He looked sideways at Lu Qian and said slowly and unhurriedly: "Nephew Lu, to be honest, the engagement between the two old men back then was just an impulse, and they were not carefully considered."

"This engagement is unfair to Wei Shuang!"

"In my Bai family, I, Bai Qiong, have nine brothers and twenty nephews, but I only have one daughter, Wei Shuang."

"She is the darling of my Bai family, the daughter of a thousand pieces of gold."

"You are indeed not worthy of being Shuang."
To be continued...