The huge banquet Qushui was silent at this moment, and the famous Yang Xiao was defeated, which was beyond the expectations of many people.

Sima Fu is one of them, but this unexpected surprise made Sima Fu very happy!

It seems that his efforts were not in vain, and Cao Chong was even more happy. Sima Fu is now wondering if he should write a letter to thank Yang Xiao.

This guy is simply thinking about me...

"Young Master, please come to the inner room for a gathering!" Sima Fu bowed his head, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

Cao Chong looked back at Zhou Buyi, and after nodding, he followed a servant to the inner room.

Zhou Buyi quickly wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. When can Cang Shu fool me from tears?

"Manqian, who do you write about?" Chen Chen picked up the bamboo piece and said to Xun Shi as if he was sure of winning.

"Oh! Ziyuan is confident? Why not make your bamboo film public?"

"good!"

Chen Chen turned over the bamboo piece and handed it to the slave beside him. The slave in gray trotted and respectfully handed it to Xun Guan.

"Cao Chong!" Xun Shi looked at it and his face was stunned. This guy actually wrote Cao Chong!

"Hahaha, how about it, Man Qian, hurry up and bring the piano score of "High Mountains and Flowing Water"!"

"Are Ziyuan happy too early?" He said, handing the bamboo slips in his hand to the servant beside him.

Chen Chen suddenly felt something bad. He took the bamboo piece tremblingly, and turned it over and found that it was Cao Chong!

I'm going, is it so difficult to trick a piano score?

"How could Man Qian believe in Cao Chong so much? You must know that he is only a thirteen-year-old child!" He was confident in Cao Chong because he had read "Afang Palace Fu" in Zhou Buyi. He was naturally more than enough to write such a masterpiece to deal with Yang Xiao.

But where did you get the confidence of Xun Shi?

"Ahem, my sister-in-law is Sister Cang Shu. It's a bit of a relationship. I can't bear it if I don't write about Cao Chong!"

Fuck! Do you think I would believe it? That was Cai Yong's handwriting. Would you write Cao Chong just because he was your relative?

Forget it, if this plan fails, there is still another plan!

Chen Chen's eyes rolled sharply, and he didn't know what ideas he was thinking about, so he wanted to trick the piano score of "High Mountains and Flowing Water"...

Under Sima Fu's guidance, Cao Chong slowly walked into the thatched hut.

It seems to be thatched houses outside. Sima's family has been officials all the time, and Sima Yi has supported the Yingchuan family. Naturally, there is no shortage of money and property.

Although this thatched hut is for fun, it is all arranged.

A high incense burner in the living room was constantly smoky smoke. The smoke was swaying, fresh and pleasant, and it felt comfortable to smell it. Cao Chong was a little drunk, but now he is much more awake.

Cao Chong and Sima Fu sat down together, and the two were only two steps apart at this moment.

"The young master is surprised by what happened today. If the young master hadn't been wise and powerful and talented, he would have been guilty!"

After saying that, he gave Cao Chong a big gift.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it. This matter has nothing to do with Shuda. I know it. Shuda quickly asks you to get up."

Although Cao Chong hated the etiquette of returning and interacting with each other in ancient times, he could not refuse it.

"Cang Shu's bright moon is in my arms. I treat others with sincerity and tears are so grateful!" As he said that, tears were about to fall.

Haha... It's not a pity that it's the Sima family. If I hadn't known that your Sima family had taken over the world later, I might have been moved by you.

"Is my gift happy?"

Sima Fu bowed again and said, "I send goose feathers thousands of miles away, and the gift is light and affection is heavy. How could Fu not be happy?"

"Just like it, just like it! This time, Xiahou Wei asked me to go on a trip, don't tell me nothing?"

If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal!

Similarly, if you have nothing to do, you will make an appointment with me and say it is okay, but Cao Chong won’t believe me if he is beaten to death!

"Young Master is quick to speak quickly. I invite you to see you. There is something to ask for, but it is not me."

"Shu'er, I'm not here to pay homage to the young master!"

Outside the curtain, a woman walked out.

The scorching snow in the forest is like a fragrant fog, the moon is cut and the clouds are shining. The Xiao is like the maple leaves are lonely, and the light and cold twelves fly by themselves

The body is wrapped in Hanfu, with cloudy hair and eyebrows, and each skin is full of beauty!

"Is this?" Although this woman is not inferior to Dong'er, Cao Chong knew the purpose of his arrival and wanted to hide from Dong'er, let alone the women of the Sima family?

If you hit a beautiful woman, you will be a dog!

"This is my sister Sima Shu!"

"I am Sima Shu, I pay homage to Mr. Chong. The young master is still in front of my eyes. I come to pay homage to you."

Its voice is melodious and beautiful posture. Every frown and smile seems to have thousands of grievances, which are loved by people.

Cao Chong quickly took a step back. He didn't hear that Sima Fang had a daughter, but considering that the status of ancient women was low and thousands of years passed, it was understandable that there was no record of it.

But you are a lady from a wealthy family after all. Is it really suitable to seduce me in front of your brother?

I will give it to women as soon as I come. This Sima family is OK!

"Hello girl!" Cao Chong hurriedly paid homage, his head lowered slightly, and his gaze was staggered to look directly at Sima Shu's face.

Women who were not married in ancient times would not come out unless they were major festivals. Generally, they would wear a veil when they came out. If Cao Chong looked at this time, it would be a little bit unpleasant, and the reputation was destroyed.

"Young Master doesn't like me? You hate me?" As he said that, his eyes were already shining, as if pearls would fall on his face in the next second.

Cao Chong secretly glanced at Sima Shu, and when he looked at her aggrieved look, he couldn't help feeling soft. What a pity! You are from the Sima family.

"The girl is joking, how could Cang Shu hate the girl?"

"I still say I don't hate it, I call the girl one by one, and I don't look at her face!"

What a seductive little goblin! If I don’t call you a girl, would you call you a wife?

Cao Chong looked up and saw that before he knew it, Sima Fu had disappeared in the living room and the door was closed.

Isn’t this skillful thing to send my sister to someone else’s bed? Isn’t you afraid that your sister will be eaten by me?

"Then how do I call a girl?" Cao Chong suddenly felt a little weak in his legs and looked at the incense in the hall. Could it be that this is the famous Hehuan San in the world?

"Just call me Shu'er!" As he said that, he walked slowly closer to Cao Chong. The distance between the two was almost negligible, and a girlish fragrance spread to Cao Chong's nose.

The sound of the two of them being beaten clearly!

"Are you scared?" Cao Chong quickly took two steps back at this time. After all, Cao Chong was still a little virgin, so how could he withstand the temptation?

Fortunately, Sima Shu didn't go any further and stopped there.

"Don't climb the sky and ride the dragon, and don't ride the tiger when walking the mountain. The noble and humble friends are unchanged, only Yan Ling and Guangwu. I yearn for the great talent of my son, but I wonder if the young master can write a poem for me?"

Cao Chong thrust his face, do you think poetry is a cabbage? Is it necessary to choose a poem for you? Should it be in "Jin Ping Mei" or "The West Chamber"?

"Cang Shu is dull and doesn't know about men and women, so I'm afraid I can't write it out!"

"Hehe!" Sima Shu covered her mouth and chuckled. Her instant beauty made Cao Chong stunned.

"Then I won't make things difficult for you." After that, I took out a jade flute from the fur and handed it to Cao Chong.

Without waiting for Cao Chong to refuse, he ran out of the living room with a moan.

He held the warm jade flute, the jade flute, which was small, as long as the forearm, and a small piece of jade gui tied to the tail of the flute.

What does it mean to give me this flute? Play the flute?

Cao Chong shook his head. Why did he become so dirty? The ancients might not even know what it means to play the flute!

But what does giving a flute mean?

Cao Chong was a little dizzy. Xiahou Wei looked for him, Sima Fu looked for him, and in the end, Sima Shu gave him a flute. Could it be that Sima Fu really just let him know Sima Shu?

Not that simple, right?

While slapping the jade flute, Cao Chong walked out of the living room without any hesitation.

In another house, Sima Fu was quietly kneeling on deer-skin velvet, while Sima Shu walked into the house with a depressed look on her face.

From childhood to adulthood, any man who was not respectful when he saw him or even wanted his body? Cao Chong fell down and couldn't hide his disgust.

Do you think I like your little body?

Thinking of it, he pouted and sat on the collapse.

"What? Shu'er is unhappy? Or what did Cao Chong do to you?" Sima Fu looked at Sima Shu with a smile. His sister has not been defeated for a long time.

"That Cao Chong is worthy of being stinky and is indifferent to me!" As he said that, he pulled up a lot of deer hair on the collapse with hatred.

"That Cao Chong is not simple. Although he is only thirteen years old, he is afraid that he will not lose to me anymore!" Sima Fu sighed. The skillful method of making friends with others could not tell at all.

"I don't understand the charm! Hum!"

"Okay, you are the lady of the Sima family, please be more ladylike! Did Yuxiao send it over?"

"I gave it, I'll give it on the fur coat!"
To be continued...