Someone actually talks to Nangong Ao in a preaching tone!

People like Nangong Ao even quoted Confucius' words to scold him. Even if these words are reasonable and well-founded, they are really using the wrong object! They are very wrong!

Everyone couldn't help but open their eyes wide to see if the owner, who had extremely soft voice, was crazy. Someone had even taken two steps back silently, afraid that he would be affected by Nangong Ao's anger.

Obviously, Nangong Ao's performance did not disappoint them.

"Sir!" The cold aura of cold aura, which was as inaccessible as the thousand-year-old ice on his body, disappeared without a trace. Nangong Ao's sharp eyes suddenly showed a slightly panic and at a loss. His body leaning against the wall seemed to be whipped up, "First... Sir, why are you here?"

Murong Qiushui turned around and turned to smile bitterly when she heard this: "It's still the teacher that you can solve it..."

The sea under the moonlight.

This man is the sea on a moonlit night.

The dark blue outer robe is a blue that is darker than black, like a sea color that cannot be penetrated by the moonlight; the jade-colored collar sleeves are like the moon shadows flowing on the sea surface, and the edge of the inner robe with snowy under the robe gently brushes with his light steps, as if patting the waves on the coast.

His skin is a healthy and sweet color, not a fair face like pink; his lips are light red, moist and full, not a thin slim coexisting with danger and beauty; his nose is straight, but even the straight lines have a soft feeling; the eyebrows and eyes have no sharpness, but just a leisurely smile and pure softness.

Quiet, peaceful, deep, the sea on the moonlit night is not a trace of turmoil, but silently swallows all rivers; there is no wind and waves, but the undercurrent is surging. It makes people yearn for, get close to, but dare not desecrate.

It is not a good facial features, it is just clean, and it is very ordinary with the soft feeling. Although the material of the clothes is good and the color is positive, the style is simple. Even the belt that decorates the figure is not tied. Only the white jade crown with black hair is delicate and transparent, and it looks top-quality.

A medium figure is not the tall and upright person that stands out from the crowd. It only reveals a kind of free and easy elegance in every move and a natural charm.

Such a person...

"Does Mr. Nangong know what's wrong?" The low voice was so soft that it made people's heart melt into a ball. His smile did not diminish, his eyes were gentle but serious.

He bowed slightly, Nangong Ao frowned and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but stopped talking again, and finally just said softly: "It was Nangong Ao who was reckless. Thank you for your advice. Master Li's son, Nangong Ao spoke without saying anything, Mr. Lin should not take it to heart."

"Mr. Nangong is so serious." Lin Zimo sighed softly, looked at the gentle man beside him, and bowed solemnly, "Lin Zimo, the third son of the Li family, paid homage to Mr. Zhang Shaoqing and Mr. Zhang. Mr. Lin Yao was a little polite to his second brother Lin Yao back then. Lin Zimo heard from his brother that his husband was so amazing. Today he was lucky to see his true face. Zimo was lucky."

The crowd couldn't help but breathe.

Zhang Shaoqing, the name that can be spread is not the "knight", "gentleman" or other names in the world, but the "sir".

To put it bluntly, it is a teacher.

But how many teachers can be recognized by several aristocratic families and as children of several aristocratic families?

Which of the major families is not full of talents, and which family does not have rich reserves? What kind of foreign teachers do you want?

But this Zhang Shaoqing was recognized by this.

No wonder, there is nothing that Zhang Shaoqing can do when he is a piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and writing poems, and essays, from the way of kings to walking horses and dogs. Besides, it is said that Zhang Shaoqing's grandfather was once the crown prince's tutor, and he was a scholarly family. After a loyal minister, even if his family declined later, he would never become a person in the martial arts world.

But Zhang Shaoqing, who was obviously on the road to officialdom, was a idle and wild crane. After his parents died early, he resigned from his post and entered the world.

He once talked about the struggles of scholars, and discussed the Tao on the Phoenix High Platform for seven days but no one could refute it.

Zeng Wen was shocked by all the seats, and the emperor wrote poems under the bright yellow.

He once planned to retreat thousands of troops, but before the troops arrived at the city, he turned around the general's wishes while talking and laughing.

Zeng Qu shook the Huai River, and the gauze curtain was swaying behind the strings of the beams, making the girls silent.

It is said that he was introduced to the four major families and then became the most famous "Mr." in the world.

No one is optimistic about this young man who came out of nowhere. After all, the court is the court, and the world is the world. But gradually, everyone found that the heads of the four major families are indeed not blind. They are both civil and military, but are not arrogant or impatient, and are upright and upright, but are unswerving but are in a proper way. Gala, the eight-faced family, is clear and gentle.

No wonder the four major families praised him as the name of Mr. and allowed him to stay or leave. No wonder the people in the martial arts world also regarded him as the best notary. He always had an invitation to the grand event.

Nangong is cold and arrogant, Murong is elegant and gentle, and the Li family gentleman is upright.

It is better than him standing gracefully and being gentle.

This is the difference between a teenager and an adult man. Lin Zimo looked at the man with gentle eyebrows and eyes and sighed in his heart. This difference in momentum and temperament can only be shaped by time, and they cannot make up for it no matter how much they make up for it.

"You are not as good as your sister when dealing with human affairs." A very gentle sentence was so gentle that even Lin Zimo felt like he had heard it wrong, but he did see Murong Qiushui's face turned slightly red.

Not as good as your sister?

"Sir, you are walking so fast, why don't you wait for Yan'er?" A small complaining voice interrupted Lin Zimo's doubts. A tall green-shaped Galla appeared like a swallow, with a staggered dark green light green combination, which contrasted with her pink cheeks, bright eyes and charming, but there was a little displeasure between the willow eyebrows, which made her delicate and charming.

The green figure stood beside the dark blue, a perfect match that was indescribable at a glance.

"Liu Yan, sir is busy." Murong Qiushui said softly, his expression still as gentle as water, and his smile did not decrease at all. However, Lin Zimo felt something flashing in his eyes. If Lin Zimo hadn't put any attention on Liu Yan, he wouldn't have noticed such a flash of expression.

Yes, how could someone not concentrate on seeing such a beauty? Even Lin Zimo disagreed, so he didn't see clearly what the flashing expression was.

Gala's eyes turned downstairs, suddenly realized, and immediately lowered his head and stood behind the man, only a pair of beautiful eyes swept across everyone from time to time.

"Mrs. Nangong, long time no see, the lady is as elegant as before. I believe that the wife and Mrs. Murong also have a lot of personal things to say. Before Shaoqing came, he heard Mrs. Murong be thinking about the Li family." The man smiled and said, "There are more guests coming to this rookie meeting than in previous years. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. Qiushui, it's getting late, so start sending the guests to Changsun's house."

"Yes." Murong Qiushui bowed slightly, "Madam Nangong, please."

Mrs. Nangong took a deep breath, and the jade earrings on her ears shook slightly. After all, she followed the little maid who led the way without saying a word.

"I feel wronged when I let Mr. I sit on Zimo's carriage."

The fine pearl curtains were buckled, and the sunlight shone through the carved pane and hit the tea mist slowly rising in the celadon tea bowl, like a dream. As the carriage drove, the tea in the tea bowl only occasionally trembled slightly, and then he returned to his calmness. The tea table was allowed to allow six people to sit comfortably and lean on the soft collapse. The three of them sat in the most elegant posture, like a banished immortal.

"If this is still aggrieved, it is that Shaoqing is too delicate." Zhang Shaoqing sighed softly, "I didn't expect that the Li family would get the Mingqian tea this spring so soon."

Lin Zimo smiled, his eyes slashed over Murong Qiushui's face intentionally or unintentionally: "It's just a little tea. The gentleman raised it, but I don't know if the Miss Liu family will like it."

"Liu Yan should have been with her younger brother. Yan'er likes to stick to her husband since she was a child, and she can't change it for a while when she grows up. The Changsun family and the Liu family are close to each other, so we usually joke, so some rules are sometimes not so demanding. Yan'er is also a little spoiled, which makes Mr. Lin laugh." Murong Qiushui said with a smile as usual.

"No, Zimo just thinks that Miss Liu is very close to Mr. He. I think it's because Mr. He is kind to his disciples on weekdays. Zimo has never seen such a gentleman who is loved by his disciples. Mr. Murong's sister has been taught by Mr. Murong since childhood, and she must have admired Mr. Yan'er as much as Miss Yan'er." Lin Zimo held the teacup and smiled, "I heard that the lady of the Changsun family seems to have a seven-orbital Gala heart."

Murong Qiushui burst out of his voice and laughed: "Young Master Lin even heard what Mr. Qiushui taught him a lesson. Sir, look at you, you will always be as majestic as a little girl in front of outsiders."

"These moves you used today are all those that your sister has used long ago." Zhang Shaoqing smiled and took a sip of tea, "When it comes to trying to understand people's hearts, your sister really doesn't even dare to underestimate me, a gentleman."

Lin Zimo said lightly: "It seems that Mrs. Nangong will definitely return with satisfaction this time."

"Does the young master of the Li family know about the engagement between these two families?" Zhang Shaoqing suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Zimo. Although his gentle and quiet eyes made Lin Zimo feel the oppressive aura. However, his eyes instantly moved away and sighed softly.

"It's just a pity. The girl's family is too scheming and is really not good for her health. The lady of the Changsun family is sick and cannot meet guests. Even the rookie club can only be missed. It's a pity, it's a pity that Mrs. Nangong is going to be in vain."

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

"Miss Murong's illness is so serious?" After pondering for a long time, Lin Zimo spoke softly.
Chapter completed!