Everyone also had a headache when they heard the sound, and some people secretly glanced at Zhao Jingyun with their eyes.

Zhao Jingyun's face was slightly dark and he didn't say anything.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ling Xiaoye's face that deserves to be beaten is now on the third floor. As soon as he appears, Ling Xiaoye stares at Zhao Jingyun with malicious eyes.

It's still a familiar formula, a look of beating, and a spirit of not fearing death.

The feud between Zhao Jingyun and Ling Xiaoye can be traced back to their childhood. Without Zhao Jingyun present, Ling Xiaoye was a handsome young man, a jade-like figure, and the favorite of many noble women in the capital. But everyone present knew that as long as he met Zhao Jingyun, Ling Xiaoye was like a different person, irrational, and like a stupid person, biting Zhao Jingyun with a mad dog attitude and perseverance. As long as he and Zhao Jingyun appeared at the same time, no demeanor or wisdom would exist.

Everyone looked at Ling Xiaoye with a headache, hoping that during this beautiful Lantern Festival, he would be more rational and let everyone have a happy holiday.

"What are you talking about?" Ling Xiaoye asked with a smile, "Oh, the world's number one talent is here, why are you messing around? Stupid."

One shot knocked over the room.

"Does King Jingyue want to make himself famous or for the sake of the princess?"

Everyone stared at Ling Xiaoye in horror, for fear that he would be beaten to death by Zhao Jingyun.

King Jingyue has long been famous all over the world, so why do you need to become famous again? As for Princess Jing...

It's hard to describe it! Everyone is not stupid. Princess Jing is completely forced to fight. Of course, it is reasonable for the princess to prove that she is not a fool and want to earn some face for the prince. From beginning to end, the princess had no idea of ​​becoming famous.

Deserve a beating!

No matter how much people deserve to be beaten, there are three or two friends who are slutty. When they meet Ling Xiaoye, they don’t know anything when they see him. They quickly pulled him over and whispered to Lin Qingqian’s response.

"What's so good about it?" Ling Xiaoye was not interested, "The winner has nothing to do with us."

This reminded some fun people, so some people shouted to place bets.

Zhao Jingyun glanced coldly, and the person who was making a fuss seemed to be covered with cold water. He felt cold and he never dared to make trouble again.

Ling Xiaoye specifically opposed Zhao Jingyun. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sneer, "The King of Jingyue is so arrogant. Since he dares to bet, why don't others allow others to place bets? Could it be that the prince believes that Princess Jing will lose?"

Everyone: It hurts heart.

Before Zhao Jingyun could speak, Lin Jingxing couldn't help but fight back, "Okay, I'll give you five thousand taels of silver to bet on my sister to win. However, I didn't bring the money when I went out today, so I'm willing to write an IOU to bet on it."

I went, and it was a fierce one as soon as I got up. Everyone looked at Lin Jingxing suspiciously.

Lin Qingqian can act, she doesn't agree with looking at Lin Jingxing, "Brother, you don't have to spend money in vain for me."

An anxious tone and guilty.

Everyone suddenly felt clear. Everyone had heard of the lawsuit between Lin Qingqian and Zhan Shi's Mansion, and many elders had seen it with their own eyes.

Therefore, the relationship between the Lin brother and sister is better when it comes to the relationship between the Lin brother and sister.

Lin Jingxing couldn't stand Lin Qingqian's loss, and impulsively spent money to gain a face for his sister. Oh, how do you evaluate it? It's a bit touching and a little stupid.

Lin Yi also wanted to give Lin Qingqian a good face, but unfortunately he was short of money and couldn't take out a few taels of silver at all. He opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end.

"I will bet as much as you stake." Zhao Jingyun was angry, and this master who even bet his wife.

Everyone was silent.

In this way, the person who proposed the proposal simply became the dealer and began to accept the bet.

Yanlou has always been a place of elegance. Even if the people who come have arguments, they are just for the sake of making a decision. How can you use money to bet?

Fengxinglou and several in charge of the people were so worried that their heads were about to turn white. However, neither King Jingyue nor Prince Ling were easy to mess with. These two people were not as difficult as One Plus One.

A person in charge wanted to speak, Feng Xinglou shook his head at him.

No one objected, and the bet was generally settled.

Chen Jinjin was surrounded by a group of people, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he smiled very coldly. Lin Chuyun's eyes shone, and the opportunity to show up again came. Thinking of this, she glanced at the prince affectionately.

The prince was surrounded by a group of people, and he didn't even look at her.

Can a man be so cruel when he is heartless? Lin Chuyun suddenly wants to cry. No, everything is harmed by Lin Qingqian, and she will not let Lin Qingqian go...

The betting is very obscure. Everyone puts silver notes or IOUs directly in the tea tray. The tea tray is covered with a red cloth. No one can see how many bets he has made, and they don’t know who he has put them on.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye thought of this unethical method. He clearly stated that he was worried that everyone would not vote for Princess Jing, Zhao Jingyun got angry, and at the same time prevented anyone from deliberately bidding out of favor.

Although this method is a little unethical, it is good. Everyone is secretly happy.

Lin Chuyun smiled without any concealment. She was lucky and God helped her. At the critical moment, Zhao Jingyun's old rival came, and Ling Xiaoye, who dared to face Zhao Jingyun.

"This is my bet, 50,000 taels of silver notes." Ling Xiaoye shouted loudly, looking completely provocative.

"I will give him twice as much as he can, and the gambling princess will win." Zhao Jingyun did not show any weakness.

Ling Xiaoye...what would you like to make the same bet?

The gunpowder smelled strong before the two.

Everyone did not dare to show their confidence and made a bet secretly.

In the end, even the prince and several princes were betting with interest.

Ling Xiaoye was proud and showed the winner's smile. The friends around him were so busy that they packed up the money and recorded their personal accounts. Even several accountants from Yanlou were invited.

After everyone made a bet, Fengxinglou asked someone to lift the banner that had been hung long ago.

"Moon, Spring" is said gently, this is the title of this year's poem.

"It's the right time." A little girl said softly that during the Spring Festival, there will be a question on the topic every year, allowing everyone to write poems. The questions are different every year, and the emperor is specially invited to give the title to the title, with the purpose of preventing someone from cheating early.

Yue and spring are commonly used questions, but the more commonly used, the less easy it is to be outstanding, because everyone is afraid of being similar or repetitive to others.

"It really needs to be compared." Zhao Cong'an stamped his feet and looked at Lin Qingqian with grievance.

"What else can it be?" Lin Qingqian grinned at her.

Zhao Cong'an became even more angry.

Chen Jinjin and Lin Chuyun didn't talk nonsense at all. Anyway, they had offended Zhao Jingyun and Lin Qingqian, so there was no need to deliberately please Lin Qingqian.

The two of them thought with their own heart.

Others who want to be outstanding are also racking their brains to think.

"Brother, second brother, think about it too." Lin Qingqian smiled and urged the two brothers to make a name for themselves. Although he was not an official in the capital, it was worth it to crush a few villains. "If I lose later, if you can get the first place, you can give me a long face."

Everyone...

So unconfident, he is still embarrassed to say it.

"Prince..." After inciting the two brothers, Lin Qingqian looked at Zhao Jingyun again.

"The King of Jingyue has become famous all over the world. Princess Jing won't want the prince to bully people, right?" Ling Xiaoye looked at her vigilantly.

Lin Qingqian was silent.

Ouch, everyone looked at her with contempt. It turns out that Lin Qingqian really thought so.

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the princess just plays." Zhao Jingyun comforted her.

Everyone who was sprinkled with dog food for no reason...

Very angry! Sure enough, Princess Jing is so annoying.

Lin Qingqian picked up the pen and stared blankly, just standing there stupidly.

Everyone stared at her...

"What?" Lin Jingxing asked with concern. Zhao Jingyun frowned and looked at her with some concern, "But I feel uncomfortable?"

"The princess is too courageous, can't she be scared, right?" Ling Xiaoye began to speak sarcastic words again.

Zhao Jingyun's eyes were thrown to him like a knife, and Ling Xiaoye raised his chin and smiled proudly. Yes, he was just provoking.

Everyone has become accustomed to this scene.

The prince sighed and then persuaded him a few words.

Ling Xiaoye at least gave the prince face and finally became more normal.

"The paper is too small." Lin Qingqian sighed.

"Come here for a banner." Zhao Jingyun ordered coldly.

Fengxinglou dared not be negligent. King Jingyue was already angry. He didn't dare to pull out the hair on his mouth. Isn't it just a piece of paper? There are some in Yanlou, Princess Jing wants to be as big as she wants.

The paper was sent up, and Zhao Jingyun wanted to grind Lin Qingqian himself, but Ling Xiaoye stopped doing it again. "King Jingyue, everyone paid money, so the princess should avoid suspicion. There are girls around the princess, what are you worried about?"

This statement was agreed by most, and some people wanted to applaud on the spot. But no, they all paid the money, and whose money was blown by the strong wind. If King Jingyue felt sorry for his wife and secretly reminded him, they would not have lost money.

There is a time limit for the competition, and one stick of incense shall prevail.

Lin Qingqian was slow and delayed, and had already delayed a little time.

"The paper is not suitable, can Princess Jing light a stick of incense alone?" The prince was selling it well.

Lin Chuyun, who was writing with a pen, paused for a moment, and felt even more annoyed. The vixen actually aroused the prince's mercy and politeness.

If Ling Xiaoye does not object, no one else will object.

Wen Xin took the initiative to go over and grind Lin Qingqian. Lin Qingqian picked up the pen and started writing, and she finished writing without even thinking about it.

Everyone...
To be continued...