Because the wine was evenly matched that night, Qingshuang, who joined Hanmei Poetry Club, informed Hu Shuxuan and others about this, which attracted the attention of the girls and asked for a poetry meeting with the Haitang Poetry Club of the Xu family.

Qingshuang didn't do much and wanted to agree. She got up early in the morning and casually wore a jade embroidered jacket. She sat down in front of the dressing table. The maid Ziyun opened the mirror pole, brushed the long hair on both sides of the lady into orchid moustaches, combed her lazy makeup, put on a golden hairpin, removed the small golden circles from her ears, and replaced it with a pair of pearls.

Applying some makeup and Qingshuang took a slutball jade butterfly from the box and inserted it on her temples. She was naturally beautiful and looked more charming when she dressed up.

I took a carriage to Xu's house and got out of the carriage at the Chuhuamen. The women in charge came out together and exchanged greetings. Zhulan sent her to the garden.

Qingshuang's original intention was to first talk about this with her elder sister, and then post a post to invite everyone. Unexpectedly, Zhulan said that Mu Ning had no time to clone her recently, so she changed to looking for Xu Cuiliu first.

After entering Meilin, the little girl raised the curtain and asked her to enter. A candle in the room was lit, and the pen and inkstone were in a mess on the desk, and there were scattered flower papers everywhere.

At this time, Cui Liu, who was wearing Taoist robe and without applying makeup, hurried out from the bedroom and saw Qingshuang saying, "I'm going to be late, you can play for yourself."

Before Qingshuang could react, Cuiliu people had already left in a hurry. She had no choice but to pick up a flower note and saw that there were ghost painting talismans that she couldn't understand.

The confused Qingshuang came out and walked towards Daoxiangju. When she walked on the arch bridge, she was stunned. She saw Xu Hao wearing a green sacred scarf, a blue Taoist robe sewn with coarse cloth, and white socks and straw shoes on her feet. She carried a seven-star sword and tied the scabbard to her chest with yellow silk double-spike ribbons.

Just as she was stunned, Xu Hao had already stopped and bowed with one hand: "Hello donor."

Mu Qingshuang pointed at her brother-in-law with a laugh and cry, and asked, "How did you become a monk?"

"I am just practicing at home, so I can't be considered a monk." Xu Hao was so hypocritical, with a rather proud look on the Yangtze River. "Please give me your own wish. I made an appointment with fellow Taoists today to discuss the way of heaven and discuss whether to go to the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet. It's a shame."

"Hey!" Mu Qingshuang was angry and reached out to stop him from leaving, "What's wrong with you one by one? I really thought they were cultivators?"

Xu Hao said: "Practicing Taoism is our freedom, why is the donor so angry?"

"Me!" Mu Qingshuang was too lazy to argue with her brother-in-law, and said directly: "Shuxuan and I have made an appointment to hold a poetry meeting. You guys quickly clean up and let's go to the mansion of Shangshu Hu together."

"Poetry Club?" Xu Hao laughed. "Who still plays Poetry Club now? You are really superb, and cultivating immortals is the mainstream."

After saying that, he got off the bridge like a gust of oil on his feet, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye. Qingshuang was so angry that she gritted her teeth and went to find Mu Ningxue angrily.

Finally, he found someone in Zhu Qiaoqiao's yard, and the yard was full of sisters-in-law who reported things back and forth. Without the need for the girl to buckle the curtain, she rushed in and shouted, "What the hell is wrong? Are brother-in-law and Cui Liu crazy?"

Zhu Qiaoqiao and Mu Ningxue, who were having tea and chatting, looked at each other and smiled bitterly when they heard this. Zhu Qiaoqiao held her little hand and said, "It's not just his brother and sister who are crazy. Now fellow Taoists are all over the garden. Today, we are not going to discuss the Peach Banquet, saying that they will bloom every three thousand years and bear fruit every three thousand years. Take a bite of peaches to immortality. Hao'er said that he knew the way to Kunlun Mountain, but the Taoist teachings of the immortals were too profound and they were afraid that they would enter when they arrived. Oh my God! Didn't even the girls around me take leave? "

Qingshuang wanted to laugh a little and said, "I'm so crazy, don't you care?"

Mu Ningxue smiled bitterly and said, "They find a cave where no one is practicing every day. They use a bunch of branches and stones to set up formations outside, saying that anyone who dares to trespass is a monster. And it is not a problem for everyone to cultivate oneself and be kind to others. Besides, the current trend of worshipping Taoism in the capital has been very prosperous. Even the court wants to sign Zhang Zhenren as the Zhenjun, how can we interfere?"

"But I have agreed to open a poetry club, so I'll find Sister Xu." Qingshuang sat by the kang, making Mu Ningxue shake her head. The beautiful and beautiful little beauty immediately revealed her true colors when she moved. She was still a wild girl.

Zhu Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "I remembered you when you said you were opening a poetry club. Hao'er complained that writing poetry all day long is too boring. Maybe she started a new job and practiced immortality. Your Aunt Xu, Xianyuan and others all participated in his hidden immortal sect. In addition, Qinglian Cuitao also agreed to be a guardian. Even we were forced to worship, and we had to offer 200 taels of silver every month."

Mu Ningxue couldn't help laughing: "Once one succeeds in cultivation, those who contribute will have good fortune. Even the ancestors are hesitating whether to rejoice for a few taels of silver to be able to benefit from it."

"It's obviously nonsense." Qingshuang was furious. It must be her brother-in-law who deliberately dismantled her platform and sneered: "Okay, since they are cultivating immortals, I will invite the sisters of the poetry club to come tomorrow, so I can see the power of these immortals."

Before Mu Ningxue could call her, she flew away like Xu Hao, and the two girls looked at each other in the room.

Zhu Qiaoqiao asked, "What are you practicing?"

Mu Ningxue recalled: "It seems to be a Taoist classic, Ma Yi's Face, Liu Ren's Divine Class, etc. Hao'er has been crazy recently and has stopped talking about science. He said that he is the biggest feudal superstition, and perhaps there is a huge mystery hidden in it, so he may not be a god in his previous life.

It would be fine if he had nothing to do when he was idle, but I was afraid that I would really see through the world. Wouldn't that be bad? Therefore, asking my aunts and the others to go with him and ask God for blessings is just a whim."

Zhu Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Where are there any gods? I originally believed it, but the things developed by the craftsmen in Liaodong and the books they read proved Hao'er's scientific way. Do you think he wants to stay away from the court through this move?"

"Maybe." Mu Ningxue frowned, "The family is rich and noble, and the master is the Duke of the State. It is indeed a plan for the future, otherwise it will be a hidden danger after all."

But last night, Qiang closed the door angrily, twisted her husband's ears and dragged them into the room like a dog, causing Li Zengzhi to kneel down.

Originally, Qiang was not so domineering. But she drank about one pound of wine and was ruthlessly rejected by Yang Ji for a night, and she was already eighty or ninety percent drunk.

At that moment, she was so angry that she ordered her husband to take off her nakedness, and she was too naked to take off her. She clamped the small thing with two pieces of reed wood and tied the two ends tightly with belts.

Li Zengzhi was so painful that he cried and burst into tears. He knelt on his knees and begged hard, and had to serve his wife with his tongue.

Qiang spread his thighs and cursed, "You are such a bastard. You have a useless thing and can't do anything serious. You even play a rabbit with others to play with your husband. Instead, you're coaxing me, a rich man. Okay, you've been free enough, so bear it now."

After clamping for a long time, Qiang suddenly found that the little thing was swollen, and he was filled with blood. He couldn't help but feel happy and let her husband come up to fulfill his obligations.

Li Zengzhi was in great pain, but she didn't dare to disobey, so she had to endure the pain and bare her teeth and work hard. She didn't feel anything due to congestion and numbness, which was really longer than before. Qiang was satisfied and drunken and fell asleep.

Yang Ji went home furiously. Seeing him, Hou asked, "What happened? Why did you become so angry?"

Yang Ji said in real or fake: "Brother Zengzhi invited me to have a drink, but his wife, who didn't know what was going on, started to curse inside, and I was angry and turned up the table."

Hou was surprised and said, "According to my opinion, this matter must be because her man did not do anything good, otherwise who would not give his own man some face in front of outsiders?"

"Yes." Yang Ji was out of anger. It wasn't that his wife could speak, but that he heard the implicit meaning of the story. He was deliberately shocking the snake and said speechlessly: "You are suspicious again. Who doesn't know about Li Zengzhi's famous 'stunning' wife?"

"Haha!" Mrs. Hou laughed immediately. Thinking about it, her husband would not fall in love with the stunning Mrs. Li no matter how hungry her husband was.

But how could she know? When she was sleeping, Yang Ji was thinking about the servant, regretting that he had not accomplished a good thing today, and by the way, he regretted that he shouldn't have refused Qiang. Think about it, he must have fallen in love with him, so he hid behind the thatched cottage regardless of shame.

No matter how ugly and handsome she is, how can she hurt others' affection? Yang Ji regrets more and more, otherwise wouldn't it be a kill of two birds with one stone?

He was thinking about it over and over again, thinking that he didn't blame her for cursing people, but I was the one who hurt the person first. But I can't blame me. You won't secretly signal me first, so why don't you make me make a preparation in advance? He jumped out to pinch me rashly, and even thought he was a ghost. Speaking of which, it was also a wealthy grandmother. It was a pity that I missed this opportunity.

After thinking about the servant, and after thinking about Qiang, Yang Ji, who couldn't sleep, simply turned over and used his wife to relieve the fire.

The confused Hou found that her husband was extremely brave tonight. He opened his eyes with satisfaction and asked with a smile: "You are a killer this day. Why don't you use such good skills? And you are very excited tonight. Tell me if you encounter something happy."

Yang Ji was stunned for a moment and lied: "I accidentally remembered something. When I married you that year, your father taught me for a long time. I was so angry that I am now. This has touched the past for a while. I will use you to vent my anger?"

"Oh, it turns out to be for this."

Believe it, Hou closed his eyes and felt the afterglow, and suddenly said, "I remember one thing too. Didn't my mother offend you that time? Why didn't you get angry?"

Yang Ji naturally knew what his wife meant, and he was also a little excited when he came back. He smiled and got up and said angrily: "I forgot if you don't say it. I'll say it, I must vent my anger on you."

After a big battle, Yang Ji was so tired and sleepy that he was about to go to bed. However, Hou still wanted to do so, and pushed him and said, "I remembered another thing. My elder brother had offended you that year. Even I was angry for you when I remembered it. Are you not angry?"

"I can't remember it." Yang Ji, who was unable to fight again, simply turned around.

Hou said, "Oh! You remember the first marriage, but you can't remember what happened two years ago? Why?"

After a while, the husband didn't answer, Hou said dissatisfiedly: "A man is a real man, and he will be angry if he is angry. As the saying goes, a man is not sexually irritable, and he has no temper at all. But he is still an individual?"

She mumbled and said nothing, but Yang Ji couldn't sleep even when she was nagging in her ear, and said helplessly: "No need to say more, your brother offended me, so he would still vent his anger on you."

In order to deal with his wife, he was thinking about the beauty Feng Gu and others had seen. He forced himself to do it for a while, but in the end he couldn't do it anymore and he was about to sleep when he lay down.

Unexpectedly, Hou came to push him again and said, "My sister-in-law has offended you, is that okay?"

Yang Ji smiled in his heart and said weakly: "Oh, I'm gone from anger. Anyway, your sister-in-law is just a wife, so I can't see her as much as her. Grandma, please let me sleep."

Hou also knew that her husband was exhausted, so he smiled and fell asleep with peace of mind.

The girl Jiaohua, who was sleeping outside, heard the couple's fight for a long time, was so anxious that she was angry. Her throat was itchy from time to time, and she coughed endlessly.

After hearing the noise, my ears became more anxious. Jiaohua raised her legs and kicked back and forth on the couch, bang bang.
Chapter completed!