The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1007: Why are you so talented

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The corner of Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "...did you sing Allegro before you joined the Royal Forest Army?"

"That's right! Brother, how do you know? The little one is from Tianjin! He knew how to sing Allegro from the womb!" The little guard was so busy that he sat up straight and pretended to cough. He said twice, and then said with great joy, "To be honest with you, I am still the number one artistic backbone in our Imperial Guard Camp. During festivals and dinners and other events in the Imperial Guard Camp, I will go up and perform. Everything from allegro to bass drum, clapper music and minor tunes, the young man is good at everything!"

The corner of Pang Yi's mouth twitched even more: "...Farewell."

"Hey, hey, hey! Big brother, don't leave in a hurry! Tell me, what is the relationship between the man in the backyard and Mr. Chen, what is the relationship between Mr. Chen and Brother Kong, why do you want to catch someone **** like this? Will Mr. Chen look for Brother Kong?!" Seeing Pang Yi leaving, the little guard quickly went up and grabbed Pang Yi, with a strong desire for knowledge on his face, "Brother, look at me, I'm half a year younger. I have never composed a new song. Now that I have encountered such a good and exciting theme, the inspiration in my mind is like a torrent of water. I have even thought of a name! It is called "The Scholars and the Soldiers and the Guys in the Backyard Have to" "Brother, you have to help me. When I finish compiling the ditty of Mr. Chen and Brother Kong, I will be the first to sing it to you!"

"I'm afraid you'll lose your life singing," Pang Yi looked at the little guard with gleaming eyes sympathetically, and sighed, "I remember that Kong Wenmin had very strong hands, and he usually pinched walnuts as if for fun. Yes, with a thin neck like yours, he can break it with one hand, right?"

The next second, the little guard suddenly covered his neck and looked at Pang Yi in horror: "Brother! I didn't say anything just now! You didn't hear anything! Brother Kong didn't say anything either. You'll know, right?"

"Haha." Pang Yi glanced at the little guard with a nonchalant look, then turned around and left the room.

"Woo! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" The little guard cried out from behind.

"The stories that scholars and soldiers and the men in the backyard have to tell," Pang Yi whispered while listening to the wailing of the little guard, "How can this kid be so talented?"

……

Jingshi Street.

Pang Yi’s guess was correct. It was indeed Chen Qingxuan who called Kong Wenmin. Of course, calling Kong Wenmin to Fengyu Courtyard was not to catch an adulterer. There were no men, and there were men’s men...

"You said Miss Gu hid someone in the backyard behind your back? Or a man?" Kong Wenmin looked at Chen Qingxuan in disbelief, "How is this possible?"

Yes, according to Kong Wenmin's understanding of Gu Qingtong, it is absolutely impossible for her to do such an outrageous thing, not to mention that after the experience of accidentally killing Meng Wencai, Gu Qingtong's temperament changed drastically, and she was much more taciturn than before. , she even avoids men. With a temperament like hers, how could she secretly hide a man in the backyard?

"Yeah, I didn't think it was possible, so I didn't think about it at first," Chen Qingxuan frowned, "But the more I thought about it the past few days, the more something was wrong. My cousin, she In the past, I had to go to see my wife for company almost every day. Now, as soon as she comes back from the drug store, she will stay in the backyard. Even cooking for me is much more perfunctory than before, and she forgot to add salt several times. Yeah, there must be something going on here."

"You have to have Miss Gu serve you like an uncle before you think she's normal, right?" Kong Wenmin glared at him and said, "I'm not happy that Miss Gu is tired of serving you, and I don't want to do it anymore. Are you here to serve you, Mr. Chen?"