Jia Cong deliberately misinterpreted the poem and made everyone laugh so hard that they all laughed so hard that they burst into tears. The room was very lively for a while.

Among the crowd laughing, only Jia Cong stood calmly, smiling and saying nothing.

After a long time, when everyone's laughter gradually died down, Jia Cong bowed to the lord's wife and said: "Madam, you have lost. According to what we said before, you have to replace the bamboo picture of Zheng Banqiao.

Give it to my grandmother, no cheating."

The countess laughed so hard that she felt relieved, and she felt much better inside and outside her body, which was even more effective than the supplements she took. She didn't know how long it had been since she had truly laughed like this.

At the moment, she felt very happy. Naturally, the more she looked at Jia Cong, the more pleasing she became, but she deliberately asked: "Why, do I lose now? I don't even know where I lost..."

When Jia Cong heard the news, he glared and said anxiously: "Madam, you are not allowed to lie to children. We have agreed just now. If I make you laugh, you will lose. Why don't you admit it now?"

The lady smiled deliberately and said: "What you just said was not a joke. The agreement we made was obviously because you told jokes to make me laugh."

As she spoke, she winked at everyone. Everyone was used to having fun, and they knew that the lord and lady had always been generous, and she said it was true. This was to tease Jia Cong on purpose. So everyone followed suit.

He shouted: "No, what you said just now is not a joke, it doesn't count."

When Jia Cong saw everyone crowding around him, he turned to Jia Mu for help and said, "Grandma, look at it, they are all bullying me for being young and ignorant, and you don't make the decision for me?"

Naturally, Jia Mu also knew that everyone was teasing him to play tricks, so she spread her hands and said with a smile: "Good boy, grandma, I am so alone, how can I fight against so many people? Why don't you tell me another joke?"

After hearing this, Jia Cong turned his face and asked the old lady for help. Unexpectedly, the old lady just smiled and said nothing.

Jia Cong was shrewd and knew that everyone was deliberately teasing him, so he held his breath hard until his face turned red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he pursed his lips in grievance and stopped talking.

Everyone was even more excited when they saw his little appearance.

When Shi Xiangyun saw him like this, he felt a little unbearable. Although she was a woman, her character was like Ji Yue Guangfeng, free and bold. Who could have imagined that Jia Cong did this on purpose, so she hurriedly tugged on his sleeve quietly.

He winked and comforted in a low voice: "Good brother, don't worry, wait until I ask her."

After saying that, Shi Xiangyun bowed first and said with a smile: "Madam, my brother was clearly telling a joke just now, but it was not the truth. I saw Madam smiling very happily, so why did you say it was not a joke?"

The countess was also very familiar with Uncle and Aunt Shi Xiangyun. When Xiangyun asked, she smiled and said: "Okay, you little girl, I haven't seen you in the past few days, but you don't talk to me anymore. When I meet your uncle and aunt another day,

, I asked them to take care of you."

After hearing this, Xiangyun laughed and said, "I am helping with the marriage, not the marriage. Even if my uncle and aunt find out, they can't say anything wrong about me."

When the lady saw Xiangyun staring at her big furry eyes, her eyebrows slightly tufted, and her pink lips pouting to reason with her, she loved her so much that she dragged her over and held her in her arms.

He pinched her cheek lightly, then reached out to scratch her itch.

Shi Xiangyun was not afraid of anything. What he was most afraid of was being tickled. He immediately giggled and hurriedly broke away. He said coquettishly: "Madam is bullying others. I will file a lawsuit against Sir Alex next time I see you, saying that you bully me."

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When she said this, the lord and lady held her in her arms and tickled her for a while, making Xiangyun laugh until tears flowed out. She couldn't help but beg for mercy, and then she stopped and said, "Do you still dare to file a complaint?

"

When everyone saw how close they were and how cute and beautiful Xiang Yun was, everyone liked her. They all laughed and made noises.

After arguing for a long time, Shi Xiangyun was able to break away. She tilted her head to tidy up her messed up hair and said with a smile: "Madam, let's get back together and be close, but we still have to talk about this truth. My brother clearly said

It's a joke, Madam, I can't deny it."

The countess was so happy at this moment that she looked at Xiangyun and said: "Good girl, if you say you want to be reasonable, we will be reasonable. As long as Young Master Jia Cong can prove that what he said is a joke, I will admit defeat. How about that?"

Shi Xiangyun was confused when he heard it: "A joke is a joke. How can you prove this?"

The lady shook her head and said, "I don't know either. Just ask your good brother."

When Shi Xiangyun heard this, he looked at Jia Cong sadly and said, "How can we prove that this is a joke?"

Everyone was silent and looked at Xiangyun and Jia Cong with smiles, wondering what solution they could come up with.

This is also because the two of them had such a good life, they were both like pearls and beautiful jade. Everyone looked at them happily and deliberately wanted to see how they would deal with the situation in front of them. Not to mention others, even the two elderly people, Jia Mu and the old concubine, were smiling.

Looking at this young man and woman, they only care about liking them in their hearts, but they don't care about talking anymore.

Shi Xiangyun was worried here when he saw Jia Cong pouted and said: "It's easy to prove that what I said is a joke, but what if the madam cheats again?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this and said: "If you can prove that what you just said was a joke, then we will make the decision for you together and we will not allow her to be a cheat again."

Jia Cong suddenly smiled and said: "Seriously, are you telling the truth?"

Everyone laughed again: "Of course it is true. As long as you convince us, we will naturally make the decision for you."

When Shi Xiangyun heard Jia Cong talk about having a way to prove it, he immediately said happily: "Good brother, do you really have a way?"

Jia Cong nodded and said: "Of course there is. What I just said was a joke, just to make everyone laugh. My father has forced me to study hard since I was a child. Although I am naturally stupid, I am not as good as Li Shixianli.

Taibai doesn’t even know. The purpose of misinterpreting the poem just now was just to make people laugh. In fact, I have been studying for several years. Although I can’t say that I am proficient in writing, I can still write a few lines of poetry. If you don’t believe it, just test me.

.If I can compose a poem on the spot, it will prove that what I just told was a joke. If I can't compose it, I will admit defeat, how about it?"

When everyone heard what he said, they were both surprised and happy. Someone quickly asked: "Young Master, do you really know how to write poetry?"

Jia Cong nodded obediently and said, "Even if you can't do it originally, you will be able to do it after being beaten hard by your father for several years."

After hearing this, everyone wanted to laugh but felt pitiful for the little man in front of them. They all comforted him: "Don't blame your father for being strict. He really cares about you and loves you. He just hates the fact that iron cannot be transformed into steel. I'm afraid you still can't."

Do you understand what it’s like to be a parent?”

After hearing this, Jia Cong smiled and said: "Of course I don't dare to blame my father. Not only do I not complain, I am also very grateful. If he hadn't been so strict, how could I have defeated you?"

Everyone laughed again when they heard this, and they all scolded: "Young master, you have such a big tone, let's see how you can make a good poem this time. If you can pay it back, if not, we will jointly submit a petition to your father and call him
Chapter completed!