Chapter 31: Courtship?

Chen Rong’s courtyard.
While he was busy welcoming everyone, he was happy and smiled. Just now she was worried about the shortage of food and money, but after all, it was enough. So many gongs and cloths, let alone the layout of the courtyard, the purchase of new clothes, it is enough to buy an ordinary house, it is enough.
Looking at these money, and looking back at Chen Rong, who is still meditating, Ping Yi feels that her own girl is really unpredictable. When she took the short sword out of the house, she was uneasy and uneasy. She did not think that the girl had returned safely and nothing, and she was also valued by the elders of the family.
Time passes like electricity.
In a blink of an eye, the sunset is in the west, and the Hua Deng is on the first.
Chen Rong, who was jealous, not only closed the door, but also ordered the servants to swear, not to be more angry, and to be quiet and quiet throughout the courtyard.
As a shallow crescent moon hangs on the sky, the sound of the music begins to sound, and the sounds of the flutes and the likes of the bamboo and bamboo are intertwined, scattered in the heavens and the earth, and the autumn leaves are smashed.
Standing in the courtyard, you can hear the laughter in the direction of the main courtyard.
The banquet tonight is actually very important for every Chen clan. The scholars from the north need to pass this banquet and tell the nobles of Nanyang that they are back.
Younger children need to pass this banquet to let everyone know that Chen has such a young girl to be married.
If there is no memory of past lives, Chen Rong will never refuse this kind of banquet. She will not only refuse, but will also show herself vigorously, and try to let all the people in Nanyang remember their own.
Thinking of this, Chen Rong hangs his eyes. She stepped on the dead leaves on the boulevard and walked towards the woods behind her home.
Sky, a bright moon, underground, a silhouette. People and the moon are the only forms that are available in ancient times.
I don't know how long it took, Chen Rong heard a footstep behind him.
In the brightly lit, several servants stepped into the arches of her courtyard. Waiting for a question, a clear voice came, "Alice Chen is there?"
Looking for me?
A Rong Yi.
After hesitating, Pingyi hurriedly said: "My girl is sick and she is lying in bed."
The servants glanced at each other and said one person: "Wang Jiaqilang did not see the girl during the dinner, so he asked Chen Jialang. The lord asked me to come and ask the girl to go."
After a pause, a servant standing at the front called out: "Wang Jiaqilang is a fairy-like figure. Even Nanyang Wang does not dare to be rude to him. Please ask your girl if you can still hold it. I will dress up and see you at the same time. This opportunity is really rare."
This is very sincere.
Ping Yu knows that since this person dares to say this, the fact must be like this. As he said, this opportunity is very rare.
Unconsciously, she turned to look at the darkness where Chen Rong is.
I watched it for a while, and I didn’t hear any sound from the darkness.
With a sigh, Pingyi had to go to the bedroom outside with a fake model. After raising the voice and calling a few times, Pingyi turned to the servants. "I am rude. My girl seems to be asleep."
"It's a pity." The two servants who walked in front of them performed a ceremony and turned and left. Until they turned around, Hiratsuka discovered that these two servants wore the costumes of the royal palace! They were actually people who followed the Wang Jiaqilang. No wonder they talked about Wen Wen, and they were full of rituals. No wonder!
For a time, I felt very sad in my heart. When I looked at Chen Rong in the dark, I had complaints in my eyes.
As soon as the lights went away, Chen Rong walked out of the darkness. She did not pay attention to the grievances of the plains. She stared at the bustling main hall and said, "This opportunity is really rare."
In the darkness, Chen Rong’s eyes are amazing.
I don't know how long it took, Chen Rong suddenly said: "Hey, if on this occasion, there is a girl in public to court Wang's Qilang, how is it?"
At a glance, she licked her thin eyes and looked confused.
Chen Rong didn't look at her. She frowned and stared at the main hall with her eyes open. After a long while, she murmured: "As long as he doesn't dismiss me too much, as long as he gives me a little face..."
At this time, Hiratsuka finally understood what she meant. She hurriedly said, "Girl, no, no. How do you deserve the Wang Shilang? Do this, it will only make the girl you a laughing stock of Nanyang!"
Chen Rong hangs down her eyes. After thinking for a while, she suddenly turns and walks toward the dormitory.
Hiratsuka is most familiar with her character. When she looks at her, she knows that her decision has been made. In her heart, she quickly stepped up and kept up. As she reached out to Chen Rong’s sleeves, she hurriedly said, "Girls, can’t, can’t be. Isn’t there a uncle Chen Gongshu? He values ​​you, If you have something, he will be willing to help."
Chen Rong didn't look back, just said faintly: "He won't. He gave me ten cars and gave him the golden leaves. He has no debts to me. With his character, it won't." His meaning is so clear. Just help me this time. If tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, Nanyang Wang began to ask for it, or other elders insisted, they would be forced to a dead end.
Now, Wang Jiaqilang actually mentioned himself in public, and his attention is enough to attract the attention of Nanyang Wang. Maybe, Nanyang Wang said this evening, he will be carried into the Nanyang Wangfu in the middle of the night. From then on, there is no Chen Arong in the world!
No, she must control all the changes in her own hands! Even if only 50% of the grasp!
"Oh," he screamed, and Chen Rong pushed the door open, and then she slipped her sleeves and cleverly opened it.
This is an hour.
After an hour, Chen Rong, who came out again, was still Chen Rong, but he changed into a white suit with pink and purple.
Her long hair is still scattered, and she is walking on the wooden foot.
The only difference from the day is that she has a scabbard and a gorgeous short sword at her waist. When she was walking, the scabbard with jade beads was collided with the jade at the waist. The sacred jade of "Dangdang" was striking.
Ping Yi did not think that the girl went in for an hour, and actually did nothing. She couldn't help but look at Chen Rong with a big eyes.
Chen Rong smiled at Shang Ping's eyes, bent down, and picked up the lyre from one side.
She crossed the flat and walked on the wooden track and walked forward leisurely. As she walked, the ink on her shoulders wandered as she walked. The hair tail is swinging between her round hips. Looking at her back, Ping Yu actually sighed out in a timely manner: my girl's body is really awesome. Not to mention Chen, it is the entire Nanyang, and there are very few girls with big families who have this kind of enchanting grace.
She squatted for a while and saw that Chen Rong had gone far and quickly followed. Just following a few steps, Ping Yu thought that Chen Rong was so stubborn. If she had to listen to her own words, it would be better to call Shang Yi, and then rushed to the inner court.
At this time, Chen Rong has stepped out of his own courtyard in the "哒哒哒" step.