Carefree Scholar Chapter 686: Xiongtai, is that you?

In the courtyard, Lin Yong picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a green vegetable and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, making a clicking sound.

The next moment, he changed his face greatly, put down his chopsticks, and walked out...

On the other side, Li Yi followed Lin Wanru through Fanglin Garden to a room behind the shop.

Lin Wanru poured a cup of tea for him and said: "You sit down first, I'll get the account book, there are a few places that I can't understand, your way of bookkeeping... is very special."

Li Yi nodded and sat down at the table in the room.

The layout of Fanglin Garden is similar to that of Ruyifang. There is a shop in the front and a place for people to rest in the back. There are not many rooms in this room. The desks, chairs and bed cabinets are all simple, the most eye-catching is count Many calligraphy and paintings hung around the walls.

Said it is calligraphy and painting, but it's actually just characters. Li Yi knew before that this girl Lin was a person who loves characters. The works hanging in her room were not superb, and they were all of a certain level.

There are books on the table and some neatly stacked manuscripts. When Li Yi scrolled to the top page, his expression was slightly startled.

The reason why he was stunned was not only because this was the first one he sold to the fat man yesterday, but also because the font was written by Wang Xizhi, and the ink on the paper was not dry, apparently not long after it was finished.

Women in this world, as long as they are studying, they have been in small letters with hairpins since elementary school. Running script is rare. He picked up the piece of paper and looked at it suspiciously.

"It is not good to imitate, just laughed."

Lin Wanru’s voice came from the side and said: “You should often see the handwriting of the first talented man in Jingguo, otherwise it’s impossible to imitate it like that. Since Zhao Xiuwen passed this font After the opening, many people in Qi State began to imitate. I have to say that among these people, you are the best i have ever seen."

Li Yi was taken aback for a moment and nodded: "I see it quite often."

Just now, I was still wondering. When he copied the phrase yesterday, he used a different style of writing. After knowing it for so long, I didn’t expect this girl Lin to be a fan...

Really, life is full of surprises.

Li Yi pointed to the paper and asked: "This word..."

"It is said that it was uploaded from the Qingshui River last night. Zhao Xiuwen has not heard of poems in recent days. I haven't seen such a good word for a long time..."

Li Yi nodded and stopped asking more questions. From this point of view, the dear fellow shouldn't feel that his money was lost.

As if thinking of something, Lin Wanru asked again: "The poems that your number one talented person wrote before have been spread in Qi country. I wonder if he has no new poems yet?"

"I don't know much about poetry, and I haven't paid attention to it." Li Yi shook his head, and said, "What did you just say you want to ask me?"

Lin Wanru did not continue this topic either, opened the account book, pointed to somewhere above and said: "I am still a little unclear about these accounts, can you explain?"

"Of course." Li Yi nodded and moved his eyes.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Wanru held a piece of paper that had just been calculated in her hand, and after looking at it carefully, she carefully put it away.

At the same time, in the small courtyard separated by a wall, Li Yi put on an apron, glanced at Ms. Liu Er, and said: "It's too late to cook. Yesterday there was some white rice left. Let's eat egg fried rice in the morning. "

God gave her the face of an angel, and the strength of the devil always collects some kickbacks elsewhere.

In this life, I don't ask Miss Liu Er to be able to cook, she can have this heart, Li Yi is already very pleased.

In the afternoon, a man named Lin Yong rarely came over for a meal. He went out to hang out at night like yesterday but occasionally. After a little exercise after dinner, he slept with Miss Liu Er after the sun set. .

Each sleeps its own.

I don’t know if the tortoise breathing exercises have healing effects, but at least I can fall asleep immediately when I’m bored, and never suffer from insomnia again...

Li Yi turned off the lights, looked at the other side of the room separated by cloth, heard the sound of even breathing from the opposite side, and slowly closed his eyes.

The small courtyard soon fell into silence, and outside the courtyard, a few blocks away, began to gradually become noisy.

No matter which city it is, the most prosperous and noisy place is always Huajie Liuxiang. The Qingshui River passes through Fengzhou City. There are many attics on both sides of the river bank. Although it is also a land of wind and moon, the style is slightly higher, and most of them are not naked. Do business of skin and flesh, literati, singers, dancers, and lovers, do happy things...

Although Fengzhou City is remote, it is far away from war. The people live in peace and the banks of the Qingshui River are naturally still joyous tonight.

Somewhere in a small building, Fengzhou celebrity prostitute Hu Yingying is performing on stage, performing her famous skill "rebound pipa".

In Fengzhou, she is the only one who can perform this kind of dance to the extreme. With this skill, Hu Yingying has become the top brand in this small building.

In the past, when the "rebound pipa" was shown, there must be no empty seats below. However, today, although there are many people in the audience, they are far behind the past.

In the whispered discussions of everyone below, the words "Mr. Qian" sometimes appeared.

That Young Master Qian is interested in Hu Yingying. Few people here don’t know. However, the girl named Yingying in Fengzhou naturally looks down upon the guy who is full of copper and stinky, wide and fat, even if she is the other person several times. She spends a lot of money, she just collects money, and she never meets alone.

This kind of thing is normal at first, but yesterday's unlearned and skillless Master Qian didn't know where he got a good poem and gave it to another girl in the building.

Not only that, he also asked for the one thousand taels of silver that he had given Hu Yingying back.

If it were in the past, such back-and-forth behavior would naturally provoke everyone's ridicule, but yesterday, they couldn't laugh at all.

Because that phrase really exceeded their expectations.

The whole word is only a few fifty words, but the first alliance, parting, and reunion of men and women are vividly expressed.

Writing sorrows and joys are all so sincere, deep, heart-shaking, and they are the voice of the heart. Only those who have the most love can have the most passionate essays, and those who can write such poems must also be A person who loves sex.

Of course, everyone doesn’t believe that the person who loves is the son of money and money. He was probably annoyed by Hu Yingying, where he bought the poems and gave them to others, and then he asked for the money back. Is to humiliate her...

I have to say that his goal was achieved.

The passionate and sincere poems really touched many people, especially the emotions in the hearts of many singers and dancers. It spread across the banks of the Qingshui River overnight. The most discussed , Is the **** of Lord Qian ------ Where did you buy it from ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Hu Yingying was lost face, her popularity dropped, but it was the woman named Shishi, her popularity rose again After a lot of time, it replaced Hu Yingying overnight and became the top card here. It was Hu Yingying who used her fame stunt tonight, and did not restore the decline.

The sentence "I'm afraid of meeting is a dream", I don't know how many women wet the pillow towel with tears. Although I am a bit disgusted with the behavior of Mr. Qian to buy poems, I can't blame him for seeing such a masterpiece. However, some people have asked about who made the word, but the Lord Qian insisted that he wrote the word without letting it go, which caused many people to return helplessly.

"I bought one hundred taels if I knew it..."

It was night. On the street by the river bank, a fat young man was standing in an alleyway, pacing anxiously and muttering to himself.

I thought I would throw that poem out, calm everyone, and let Hu Yingying see that she also had real talents, and then she turned around and left, and the face she had lost before was back.

Who would have thought that this goal was achieved, and this morning, the threshold of the Qian family was about to be crossed.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he ran out of the back door to escape.

At this moment, he finally knew that after telling the first lie, he would use countless lies to round it off.

The secret Xiongtai didn’t lie to him. The poem for one thousand taels was really worth one thousand taels. He decided to buy the one for ten thousand taels first, and then he would use poems if he saw any **** talent unhappy. Hit him, hit him to death!

A figure walked out of the alley, Qian Duoduo immediately greeted him, and eagerly asked: "Xiongtai, is that you?"

The man walking out of the alley was taken aback for a moment, and then furiously said: "You dare to scold my mother!"

Qian Duoduo was stunned, and a fist slammed from the front.