I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 114 The Wife is Invincible (27)

"Are you full?" Jun lightly put down his chopsticks and asked warmly.

Xiao Li glanced at the plate with only chicken bones left, pouted and looked at Jun Qing with watery eyes.

Jun Qing raised his lips and glanced at Xiao Er not far away.

Xiaoer understood in a second, ran over, and said courteously, "Do you want more food, you two?"

"Ten chicken legs, wrap them well." Jun Qing threw a piece of silver over: "There's no need to look for it."

Xiao Er suddenly smiled, and ran to the back kitchen to do some work.

Not far away, the three of them watched this scene with disgust flashing across their faces.

The woman in gray swallowed what was in her mouth, curled her lips: "This is more edible than that fat maid in my family."

The woman in white shook her head, shook her folding fan twice, and said, "No! My husband is pregnant, so it's common to be greedy!"

After the woman finished talking, the three of them looked at Xiao Li's abdomen together, their gazes were very intense.

Jun Qing's face was gloomy for an instant, she took off her outer robe and wrapped her tightly around the other party, then turned her head, her phoenix eyes brushed against the three of them coldly, as if they were covered with ice.

This imposing manner startled the three of them, and they all lowered their heads, their faces pale.

Just at this time, the waiter came trotting over with a greased paper bag: "Guest officer, what you asked for is ready."

Jun Qing withdrew his eyes, took it expressionlessly, and walked out of the restaurant with Xiao Li in his arms.

After they left, the three of them patted their chests and let out a long sigh of relief.

"That man's eyes were so creepy just now!" The woman in purple wiped the cold sweat off her forehead with her hand.

After the woman in gray heard this, her eyes widened suddenly: "I remembered, this person came from Wenqu County in the late winter of last year. According to friends in the yamen, this person has a lot of background, and the county magistrate has to curry favor with her." .”

"There is such a thing?" The woman in blue was a little surprised: "I just don't know who this person is?"

The woman in gray shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she didn't know, picked up the wine glass, drank the cold liquid, and Fang Jue came back to life.

On the other hand, the woman in white was still waving her folding fan lightly, but her eyes were looking at the entrance of the restaurant, thinking.

Just now, that person's eyes are so familiar, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, but I just can't remember.

The three people at the table saw that the woman in white finally changed her expression, their faces were full of disbelief.

This one actually has other expressions!

It's raining red!

The eyes of the three of them were too strong, they pulled the woman in white back to her thoughts, glanced at the crowd, paused with the folding fan in their hands: "What's wrong? Could it be that there is something on my face?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison, their eyes becoming more and more strange.

The woman in white: "..."

Let's talk about Jun Qing here.

I walked around Wenqu County with my husband in my arms, and from the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the crowd rushing towards one place, frowning, and just about to lift their feet to leave, I heard the person in my arms curiously say: "wife master, I want to go have a look."

Jun Qing hesitated for a moment, but resigned to his fate, hugged Xiao Li and squeezed towards the crowd.

Along the way, the people around were chattering all over the place, and Jun Qing understood it pretty well.

It's just Wenqu County's annual Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference, with chrysanthemums as the theme, comparing poems and essays, ranking the rankings, and bringing out a few pots of chrysanthemums as rewards. There is nothing new and extremely boring.

In the eyes of someone like Jun Damowang who has absolutely no sense of literature and art, even if a chrysanthemum is boasted to the sky, no matter how gorgeous the rhetoric is, it is just a flower!

It's not as good as chicken legs, at least it can make the daughter-in-law happy. What do you do with a pot of broken chrysanthemums?
Decoration?
It really is!
Although he thought so, he kept on walking. After passing five levels and killing six generals, the Great Demon King took the lead and finally stood out and squeezed into the inner circle.

Just at this time, the sound of gongs sounded on the stage, and a middle-aged woman in her 50s looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "Thank you for participating in the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference tonight. Write a poem on the spot, choose the top ten, each of the bottom seven will get a pot of bristle dust, and the bottom of the top three will get a pot of black chrysanthemum, the middle one will be green cloud, and the leader will be peony green. "

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged woman slammed the gong: "The game begins."

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was crowded, and nearly 20 people came to the stage to write poems.

Jun Qing hugged the person well to avoid being crowded.

Looking down, she saw Xiao Litao's bright eyes, her pretty face looking forward, and said softly, "My wife, I also want a pot of chrysanthemums."

Jun frowned slightly, and sighed helplessly, his daughter-in-law's request must be satisfied no matter what.

Gougou lips moved close to the young man's ear, and said ambiguously: "If I win for my wife, I will have to ask Xiao Li'er for a reward tonight."

Xiao Li shrank his neck after listening, his little face was full of pink, he didn't speak, his eyes wandered around without landing.

Jun smiled lightly, wrapped him tightly and stepped onto the stage.

As she was embracing her husband, everyone in the audience chatted a lot, and even the middle-aged woman glanced at her with a surprised expression, and then disappeared in a flash, and continued to write poems in the stands.

"Embrace your wife's neck." Jun said softly.

Xiao Li did as he said, Jun Qing was satisfied with freeing his right hand, picked up the brush and lightly dipped the ink, and it was done overnight, vigorous and powerful.

Scanning the poem, it is Hanju written by Zheng Sixiao in the Song Dynasty.

"Flowers don't bloom together with hundreds of flowers, and independent hedges are not exhausting. I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches, and never blow into the north wind."

After writing, he walked off the stage with Fulang in his arms, without any sense of guilt for plagiarizing ancient prose.

As far as the Great Demon King is concerned, it is the poet's luck to be chosen by her!
It's still the kind that smokes from the ancestral grave!

Too proud!

After a while, the competition ended, and the referee ranked in public. Jun Qing's Han Ju crowned the best poems, and won the first place without any surprise.

Jun Qing's expression is indifferent, and it's not her poems.

On the contrary, the peach eyes of the person in his arms are as bright as waves, and the radiance seems to burst out of his eyes.

Jun Qing stuffed the opponent's head into his arms like a thief, and wrapped his robes so that his head and feet were completely covered, so he felt relieved.

Then he coldly glanced at the people around him, only to see doubts in their eyes and pointing fingers, they were very dissatisfied, obviously doubting the ranking of the poems.

Jun Qing didn't take it seriously, as long as he didn't stare at the little guy, he withdrew his eyes and hugged him tighter.

After a while, the top ten poems were posted, and after everyone finished reading Jun Qing's "Han Ju", the discussion quieted down.

At this time, the middle-aged woman stepped down from the stage and brought over the pot of peony green: "This is your lottery."

Jun glanced lightly, didn't want to accept it, and was about to refuse, but saw Xiao Li poked his head out, reached out and hugged her into his arms, smiling happily.

Jun Qing: "..." I really want to smash it!
Suppressing the impulse in my heart, I walked out of the crowd, and within a few steps, I was blocked by a group of people.

Jun Qing raised her black eyelashes slightly, and glanced at the people in front of her eyes, it was the people from Zuixianglou.

The woman in white was holding a pot of green clouds in her hand, and she was the second most likely to come. Among the others, only the woman in blue was holding a pot of mane and dusting off Buddha dust. At this moment, she was full of complacency, and said provocatively: "Your cold chrysanthemum is nothing more than that! How about we have another match?"

Jun Qingfeng cast a cold sideways glance at the other party: "Get lost."

His voice was frosty.

The woman in blue was startled, subconsciously took half a step back, and before she could stand still, she heard the woman in purple sneer: "Could it be that you dare not compare? Maybe you copied that poem from me."

The woman in gray also stepped forward to agree: "That makes sense!"

Jun Qing: "..." Copy it if you have the ability!
Then his eyes shot at everyone like knives, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Get lost or die."

The killing intent suddenly arises.

The three of them couldn't help shivering, their legs trembling and they took a few steps back.

Jun Qing withdrew his eyes and hugged Xiao Li as he walked back.

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