The heroines of the time-traveling villain undercover Luck’s Child are in a hurry.

Everyone entered the hall, Princess Nanping, Qin Tianjiao had the highest status, sitting in the main seat, other young ladies were also seated, the maids offered fragrant tea, snacks, and the pleasant piano sound behind the screen sounded, a scene of singing and dancing.

“I’m a few years older than you, so can I call you Brother Tianjiao?” The Lord of Nanping County looked at Qin Tianjiao and said,

“Okay, then I’ll call you Sister Peach, okay?” Qin Tianjiao smiled and said,

“Sister Peach?”

The Lord of Nanping County was stunned by Qin Tianjiao’s title, and she really couldn’t think of anything to do with Peaches.

“Pretty like the peach of the three spring, the chrysanthemum of the nine autumns, isn’t it called Sister Peach called Sister Chrysanthemum?” Qin Tianjiao said with a smile

: “Pretty as the peach of the three springs, clear as the chrysanthemum of the nine autumns…”

The lord of Nanping County did not expect that he was still a talented, comparing her to the beauty of peach blossoms in spring, and the temperament of chrysanthemums… This tickled her heart.

“Brother Tianjiao is so welcoming, then it’s better for Sister Peach.” The Lord of Nanping County said with a smile, and his tone was already a lot more affectionate.

“His Royal Highness Shizi is worthy of the name of Tianjiao, and the export is a chapter, but there is only one sentence, I wonder if I can share the whole verse?”

It was the little white face of the cannon fodder level, his surname was Xu, and his name was Xuan. He is the grandson of the Grand Sacrifice of the Jixia Gakugong Temple, with outstanding literary brilliance, and has always regarded himself as the confidant of the lord of Nanping County.

Seeing that Qin Tianjiao was able to export poetry, the two people who were quoted actually called each other nicknames, which made him a little unable to sit still.

“Who is Ru?” Qin Tianjiao deeply remembered his mother’s instructions to be a cultured person.

Xu Xuan looked at Qin Tianjiao, who was holding his nostrils at him, and gritted his back teeth angrily…

“In Xiaxu Xuan, the ancestor of the family sacrificed wine for the Jixia School Palace…”

“Minora Gakunomiya? How is it compared to the Holy Land of Yao Pond?

“This… Naturally, it is inferior…

“Great sacrificial wine? How is it compared to King Yan? ”

“。。。 Self-inferior!

“Ru Niangzhi! What qualifications does Ru have for the son of this world to chant poetry to you? After

Qin Tianjiao’s words, Xu Xuan almost ran out of anger!

However, what Qin Tianjiao said is also correct, in terms of origin, in terms of background, he is 108,000 miles worse than Qin Tianjiao! But hold your breath! What a bully!

“Does His Highness Shizi think that he can’t talk to you without a background? I didn’t expect His Royal Highness Shizi to be such a superficial person! Xu Xuan said angrily

, “Hehe, okay, today the son of this world is in charge, as soon as I go to the street to find you a little beggar, you will marry her, aren’t you a person who doesn’t pay attention to identity?”

As soon as Qin Tianjiao’s words came out, everyone else laughed, this Yan Wang Shizi’s mouth was really damaged enough…

“You! You’re a strong word! How can bard be compared to lifelong events? Xu Xuandao

, “You don’t want to do to others, you don’t move, this talent taught by the academy palace is at this level?” , this son of the world is too lazy to talk to you as a sanctimonious person,” Qin Tianjiao finished speaking, picked up the teacup, and drank tea by himself, ignoring Xu Xuan, whose face was red and white.

The Lord of Nanping County looked at Qin Tianjiao with a pair of eyes that became brighter, this is not a reckless man who only knows arrogance, but a peerless Tianjiao with literary brilliance and attitude!

“It’s really a little cannon fodder…” This

one named Xu Xuan did not add villain points to himself, which made Qin Tianjiao a little disappointed, but chatting with this peach sister was not too boring.

“Sister…”

Just when Qin Tianjiao was about to show the Nanping County Lord his palmistry, a seven or eight-year-old child ran in and hugged the Nanping County Lord’s arm as soon as he came in.

Qin Tianjiao who watched this scene had a familiar feeling! This kid is definitely not an ordinary child!

“Qi’er, this is Brother Tianjiao, called Brother.”

The Lord of Nanping County was already very satisfied with Qin Tianjiao, and this family affair could be said to be inseparable.

“Brother Tianjiao, this is my younger brother, Xia Qi.”

“I don’t want to call him brother… He is not a good person at first glance! Xia Qi looked at Qin Tianjiao, not very old, but he looked old, and said with a small frown.

Didn’t run… Given that Xiao Yi, who was so annoying to him last time, is the son of luck, this kid must also be!

So what else is there to say? Pan him! It will definitely not be because he is only a seven or eight-year-old child, who is not a child!

“Qi’er! How is it so rude! How do I usually teach you? Princess Nanping raised her eyebrows, and this bear child looked very afraid of this sister.

Very reluctantly said: “Xia Qi has seen the son of King Yan. Xia

Qi did not see Brother Tianjiao, but called Prince Yan Shizi, which shows the meaning of alienation.

“It’s okay, kid, I was like this when I was his age, and then my mother almost pumped my ass with a wooden stick with the thickness of her arm, and since then I have remembered that you must be polite!” Qin Tianjiao said with a smile

: “Lying groove… This Yan Wang Shizi is really insidious, even an eight-year-old child is not spared… ”

Everyone here has just seen how Qin Tianjiao intimidated Xu Xuan, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is also small!

Xia Qi also scolded his mother in his heart, this dog thief actually provoked his sister to beat me!

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for the liver pain of the son of luck, and reward the villain with 1000 points.

“Haha, this son of luck is also some stingy people, and they get angry at every turn!” Qin Tianjiao smiled secretly in his heart, and said, “Don’t hide from you, I have been beaten more than you have eaten since I was a child!” I was once beaten for losing a grain of rice for eating, and I didn’t understand it at the time! What’s wrong with dropping a grain of rice! Is my Qin family still short of a grain of rice?

Later, my mother took me to see the people who were working, and I was deeply ashamed!

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil, who knows that the food on the plate, the grains are hard!

I wrote this poem when I was eight years old, and now I think about it, the hard work of the peasants is still deeply imprinted in my heart! ”

Xia Qi’s mouth is open, and the crumbs of pastries on his clothes are so conspicuous…

The lord of Nanping County read Qin Tianjiao’s poem in his mouth, and looked at his younger brother and the pastry in his hand, and his eyes were even more cold!

“Qi’er! Pick up all the crumbs from your clothes! Copy the poem that Brother Tianjiao just read a hundred times!

“One, a hundred times?”

The pastry in Xia Qi’s hand snapped and fell to the ground…

“Two hundred times!”

“Woooo I’m going to tell the mother concubine that you and this bad guy are bullying me! Woo hoo ~ ”

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully making the child of luck dislike the farmer, and reward the villain with 50,000 points. ”

Haha ~ cool! The brain circuits of this son of luck are quite strange…” Qin

Tianjiao held back a laugh, and said very guiltily: “It’s all my bad, and my mouth is fast for a while, which affects the relationship between your sisters and brothers.”

“Brother Tianjiao, don’t say that, Qi’er is spoiled, where is like you, he already knows the sufferings of the world at the age of eight, and can make such a good poem, if he can be half as good as you, my father will wake up laughing in his dreams.”

The lord of Nanping County said that

the others sat there and couldn’t help but ask themselves: “What was I doing when I was eight years old?” ”

And this poetry meeting can’t be done? Why do they seem so redundant?