The vicious male partner is a girl - 恶毒男配是女郎 - Chapter 12

[Chapter 12: Repeated Provocations]

Looking at the empty-handed attendant behind Shen Fengzhang, the young Lang Jun, who took the initiative to seek trouble, showed a malicious smile in his eyes and knowingly asked, “Shen Erlang Jun, what about your kite?” The

laughter went up and down.

Shen Fengzhang’s attendant Da Lu was already in a hurry, but Shen Fengzhang himself, facing the strange eyes and ridicule around him, had a calm look, did not change his color, and even smiled faintly.

“Dare to ask who this Lang Jun is from?”

The other party’s attitude was arrogant, and his words were a little self-satisfied, “I have been following Mr. Huaidong to learn kites since I was a child. “Although Mr. Huaidong’s achievements and fame in the kite are not as good as those of LiuWen Zhengliu, he is also a well-known kite master in Jiangdong. He said it, half-heartedly.

Shen Fengzhang sighed, and while smiling, the words exported were unceremonious, “I thought your excellency was studying under Guo Yizhang guo.” “Guo Yizhang is a kite artist with the same name as Liu Wenzheng, and the two are called Nanliu Beiguo.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Shen Fengzhang continued: “At that time, The mentor and Guo everyone wanted to discuss the kite art technique, playing across the river, and the sound of the two people’s kites made the swimming fish jump out of the water in unison, forming a miracle of the river fish jumping, which was passed down as a good story. Narrowing

her smile, she said, “I studied under Liu Everyone, and since you are not a disciple of Guo Everyone—” She shook her head, as if to say that the other party was too incompetent, “What qualifications do you have to compete with me?” As

soon as he said this, the young Lang Jun, who was still a little triumphant just now, had a blue and white face, which was extremely ugly. His eyes were spitting fire, and he was staring at Shen Fengzhang, so angry that he could not speak for a moment.

Shen Fengzhang looked at his appearance in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and continued: “Although you can’t compare with me, you can compare with my Shen Family Grand Lang Jun.” The

young Lang Jun was even angrier. Shen Fengzhang’s meaning doesn’t mean that he is only qualified to be compared with Shen Jun’s illegitimate son?! Fool people too much! He just wanted to say that he would never have a discussion with Shen Jun, when he saw a smile on Shen Fengzhang’s lips, and his ink-like eyes were extremely deep, and he asked in a mocking tone: “Do you think you can’t even compare to Shen Jun?” This young Lang Jun had

an impulsive personality, otherwise he would not have been instructed by Yuan Jiulang to provoke Shen Fengzhang. Provoked by Shen Fengzhang, he immediately shouted, “Than is better!” Am I going to lose to him?!

Shen Fengzhang did not pay attention to him again, but looked at Shen Jun not far away, his eyebrows were cold, and his dark eyes were wrapped in Ming’s dangling malice, which lengthened his voice, “Big brother, please.” This

development on the field was unexpected by anyone. Most people think that Shen Fengzhang’s performance just now is arrogant and arrogant, but there are also a few people who are secretly frightened, Shen Fengzhang seems to be arrogant, in fact, between three words and two words, he plucked himself out and replaced her disgusted brother to deal with the provocation for her.

With Shen Fengzhang’s “please”, everyone also turned their attention to Shen Jun. Without looking at it, I found out at a glance that this Shen family grand lang jun, who was born from an illegitimate child, was actually sitting with Several princes of the Qing family who had always been high-ranking, such as Lu Shilang and Zhang Shilang. The Great Lang Jun of the Shen Family also seemed to have some ability.

In full view of everyone, Shen Jun clenched the purple bamboo hole in his hand, glanced at Shen Fengzhang, and silently planned to get up.

“Ah Jun!” Zhang Silang grabbed Shen Jun’s arm, his eyes widened in anger, and he angrily wanted to stand up and angrily rebuke Shen Fengzhang. Shen Fengzhang himself could not play the kite, so he viciously pushed the matter to Ah Jun. The other party is not qualified to compare with her Shen Fengzhang, but it is qualified to be compared with Ah Jun, is it not an allusion that Ah Jun is inferior to her Shen Fengzhang?!

Although Yan Jialangjun, who provoked Shen Fengzhang, was not from a family background, he played the kite very well, especially mr. Huaidong’s true biography. Ah Jun’s painting skills are so superb, it is bound to be unable to concentrate on the instrument, and it is very likely that he will lose to the other party.

Zhang Silang did not want his friend with a high temperament to suffer this humiliation, and he did not want him to lose to the other party in public. However, he just wanted to get up, but he was held down by Shen Jun.

What Zhang Silang was thinking, Shen Jun could clearly see from his face. He shook his head slightly at Zhang Shilang, smiled in thanks, and said softly, “Thank you very much for your kindness, but I can’t ignore Ah Zhang.” As soon as the

words fell, Shen Jun already stood up and bowed his hand to Yan Jia Langjun, “Your Excellency, please first.” Yan Jia Langjun was

also not humble, he glanced contemptuously at the cheap purple bamboo cave flute in Shen Jun’s hand, posed as a kite made by a famous artist, and played it quietly.

Yan Jia Langjun did have some level, and the sound of the kite was soft and subtle. Shen Fengzhang listened and looked at Shen Jun on the other side, his eyes full of schadenfreude.

“You’re ready to lose.” She made a mouth shape toward Shen Jun, deliberately laughing at him.

Shen Jun narrowed his eyes, silently enduring Shen Fengzhang’s ridicule, and looked at Zhang Silang and others with special pain and regret. They each looked at each other, and they all saw the same thoughts in the eyes of their companions.

Yan Jia Langjun finished playing and opened his mouth unceremoniously toward Shen Jun, “It’s your turn.” In

the face of Yan Jia Langjun’s rudeness, Shen Jun’s expression remained unchanged. He lifted the hole and put it to his lips to try a few notes. Before he really played it, he looked at Shen Fengzhang, who was triumphantly waiting for him to be ugly, and sneered in his heart.

Shen Fengzhang, a fool, thinks that everyone is as stupid as her? Learn a kite can run Mr. Because you don’t open the trick.

The sound of weeping is like a cool breeze penetrating the ears of everyone, shuttling between the internal organs; It is like a drizzle of rain, lingering on the skin. The sophistication of human feelings, the entanglement of fame and fortune, the disturbances of the world receded like a tide, and between heaven and earth, there was a vast expanse, and only the sound of mourning and mourning continued to flow, without shallow grass, soaking the lake, and wetting the mountains and stones. All things are tainted with mourning and sorrow in the sound of the whistle, even people are no exception.

In the corner, Yu Sanlang thought of himself as a family glory, and he bowed his knees and gave birth to infinite sorrow; Next to the mountain stone, Shen Xiangpei recalled that he had strictly demanded himself for many years, but he lost face at the last spring feast, and was full of sorrow and anger; Under the bamboo, Shen Xiangyao remembered the defeat of the Shen family in the previous life, and her fate of marrying the butcher who died early in order to survive, and her grief rose again.

“Look! The cranes on the opposite lake are all dancing! An exclamation interrupted everyone’s thoughts. Everyone looked up, and the cranes on the opposite lakeside fluttered their wings and danced.

Xiao Qilang, who was sitting next to Xie Erlang, had a complicated look and murmured in a low voice, “Shen Jia Dalang’s whistle can actually cause the crane to dance.” “How many people can’t do it, he has not yet reached the age of the weak crown, he has already achieved such an achievement.” He prided himself on being a noble family and was self-conscious, but he did not expect to be inferior to a disciple of the Cold Gate.

Xie Erlang also had a complicated look, but he was not ashamed of himself, but he thought of the conversation with Shen Jun in the rockery garden just now. After he went back last time, he specially found the portrait of Xian’s uncle and grandfather, and sure enough, it was similar to Shen Jun. However, just now in the courtyard, he invited Shen Jun to go to Xie Mansion, but Shen Jun refused.

Looking at the dancing crane, Shen Fengzhang was also sighing in his heart, the male protagonist was indeed the male protagonist. This round, win beautifully. She looked at Yan Jia Langjun, the other party’s face was pale, where there was still the look of being proud and looking down on people just now.

At the end of the song, everyone looked at the young man with a complicated look. The young man wore a green robe, and instead of opening his placket like those well-behaved noble sons of the family, he was dressed neatly. He was still the silent and silent appearance of Fang Cai, but the people who had just felt that he was not confident enough and were nervous and nervous now felt that he was not insulted and calm. I never expected that the cold door could actually produce such a character.

“Yan Jia Lang Jun, conceded.” When Shen Jun sat down, he looked at Shen Fengzhang in particular, and saw that her face was not good, and it was not easy to detect a trace of happiness in her eyes. Several people around Zhang Silang praised him repeatedly, mocking Shen Fengzhang for stealing chicken and not making it into erosion rice.

Zhang Silang deliberately raised his voice when he spoke. Shen Fengzhang, who was sitting not far away, heard their ridicule clearly. The look on her face became more and more ugly, as if she was in a hurry, but her heart sighed a few times.

In order for the male protagonist to be able to come out, she is really painstaking.

On the other side, Yan Jialangjun’s eyes dodged, and he didn’t dare to look at Shen Jun at all, obviously he was too beaten to see people.

Yuan Jiulang, who was sitting at the top, saw the situation and held the tea cup’s hand tightly, quite annoyed. What the hell is going on with these two people in the Shen family! Last time he wanted to see Shen Jun ugly, and as a result, Shen Fengzhang inserted a foot, this time, he wanted to tease Shen Fengzhang, and let Shen Jun out of the limelight!

No way. Yuan Jiulang pursed his lips, and his eyes showed a look of determination, he did not believe in this evil! He made a glance at Yan Jia Langjun’s brother, determined to make Shen Fengzhang look good today.

Receiving Yuan Jiulang’s instructions, Yan Sanlang sighed in his heart and helplessly got up. Forget it, think about the benefits, Shen Fengzhang does not know how to play an instrument, he won Shen Fengzhang, but also for their family to win back a little face.

“Shen Erlangjun, you just said that only by learning from Guo can you interact with you.” Although I had never learned from Guo, I was taken in by Master Zhao, and I wondered if I was qualified to compete with Erlang Jun? Yan Sanlang smiled, “Shen Erlang’s brother made a moving sound, causing the crane to dance.” As a brother, Shen Erlang must also be very proficient in the art of kite, and also asked Lang Jun to teach him.

Shen Fengzhang sighed in his heart, and the afterglow of his eyes caught a glimpse of Yuan Jiulang’s smile. One after another came, and it seemed that Yuan Jiulang was not going to let her go today.

She gently slammed the teacup on the small case, and the dull and regular sound gradually dissipated the anger and unhappiness in her heart. With her previous family lineage, how could she not have learned an instrument? The problem is that she studied piano, but in this era there is not even a shadow of the piano.

However, there is still a way.

Where did the onlookers know that Shen Fengzhang was adjusting his state and preparing to get up to fight. They only saw that after Yan Sanlang finished speaking, Shen Fengzhang did not even dare to get up, and sat on the seat all the time irritable and afraid until he took the tea cup out of breath.

“Appe, your two brothers are too different.” The little lady sitting next to Shen Xiangpei looked at Shen Fengzhang not far away and shook her head involuntarily.

“Yeah, Appé, don’t blame me for speaking straight. Your second brother has bad character, and he has only learned mediocrity, and he does not even dare to get up and compete with Yan Sanlang, which is really different from your eldest brother.

All these remarks kept pouring into Shen Xiangpei’s ears, and a few who had a good relationship with her only said that the second brother was not good, and the few who had a bad relationship with her took this opportunity to point out Sang Huai and humiliate her origins.

Shen Xiangpei was arrogant and arrogant, and he couldn’t stand the ridicule of others at all. What’s more, she had always regarded improving the reputation of the Shen family as her own responsibility, and seeing the second brother’s fearful and stagnant behavior caused others to laugh at the Shen family, which was more and more unbearable.

Shen Fengzhang had just adjusted his state and was about to get up, when a familiar female voice appeared in the sky.

“Brother’s kite was sent to change the strings a few days ago. I have always admired Master Zhao’s piano skills, but today I have the honor, I don’t know if I can have a discussion with Yan Sanlangjun? Shen Xiangpei stood up with the piano, standing up, and her style was outstanding.

Although the original intention was to insult Shen Fengzhang, but such a beautiful person as Shen Erniang opened her mouth, Yan Sanlang really could not say no. What’s more, feeling the mighty gaze of the Xiangyang King from the left front, he did not dare to refuse.

Today’s supreme harem is not full, and it has been the most favored concubine for more than ten years. The King of Xiangyang was the son of the current Supreme Emperor and Concubine Yin Guifei, and was named the King of Xiangyang shortly after his birth.

The whole of Jiankang who did not know, Xiangyang King Zhao Yuanmu fell in love with the second lady of the Shen family.

If it were not for the support of the King of Xiangyang behind her back, even if The Second Lady of Shen was more famous, she would not be able to be called Jiankang Shuangshu with the Wang Clan Girl of the Miao Clan.

Yan Sanlang took a deep breath and smiled, “Please teach the Second Lady.” It

is worthy of the white moonlight goddess of the male protagonist in the novel, and as soon as she appears, she attracts everyone’s attention. Shen Fengzhang glanced into the girl pile, and sure enough, he saw a lot of jealous eyes, including his cousin Shen Xiangyao. She played with the teacup in her hand and cocked her lips to listen to Shen Xiangpei play the piano. Shen Xiangpei was also a good student today, and he didn’t want to step on her. That being the case, if she wants to save the scene, let her save it.

Shen Xiangpei’s piano sound was really good. To Shen Fengzhang, although it is not as good as the male protagonist of the Proud Son of Heaven, so many people just now can also rank in the top three.

However, just as the music was about to turn into a climax, Shen Xiangpei’s piano sound suddenly stopped after the sound of “Zheng”.

The strings are broken.

[End of This Chapter]