Zhao Bing hehe, he said: "Hui Gongzi, this is a good thing, the poems in this are all from the Hanlin Academy, those poor in the palace are written, and it is a dream version." Net"

"Dream version?" Feng Jueyu was slightly stunned, wondering: "What is the dream version?"

Zhao Bing straightened his waist and said, "This book was written in a dream. ”

Feng Jueyu shook it over with a slap: "Speak well." ”

Zhao Bing flashed to the side, came over like an elf, and said with a hippie smile: "Hehe, it's actually a poem made of dreams." ”

"Can you compose poems in your dreams?" Feng Jueyu was stunned, of course, he didn't stay because he wrote poems in his dreams, but because he could make a thousand poems, which buddy is so talented?

Zhao Bing said with a smile: "Don't underestimate this book, this book was circulated in the Hanlin Academy a few years ago, it is rumored that those poor and sour poems every day are stunned, and even when they sleep, they can make two sentences, and then they were discovered by a boy who does not learn and has no skills, so the kid records the poems of the poor and sour talents everywhere every day during the nap, and gradually extracts more than a thousand poems, and then the kid became famous because of this book and became the first genius in the world." ”

"And this?" Feng Jueyu stared at him when he heard this, the world is so big, it's really strange. It's too easy to become a talent. He looked at Zhao Bing, and when he saw that this kid was sneaky, he knew that there was nothing good, and then he looked at the quality of the book, and immediately guessed something, and said, "Your book is pirated, right?"

Zhao Bing scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Childe smiled, isn't this forced by life? Just in time for the Talent Club, I found someone to print a few more copies, and I was going to take Xilin Lake to make a little money and deal with the food." ”

Nima, this guy is definitely the most shrewd pirate publisher on the Taixuan Continent, and he really has an economic mind. Feng Jieyu was incomparably impressed, and asked, "How many editions have you made, how can you sell it so roughly, and how much does it cost?"

Zhao Bing said disdainfully: "Childe, don't underestimate this book, this book is only the third edition, and now the ones sold outside are the ninth edition, as for the price, hehe, I will benefit one or two silver." ”

"One or two silver?" Feng Jueyu was speechless, and said: "Okay, your third edition has long been unable to catch up with the eighth and ninth editions, you don't know how many people have it in their hands to sell it at this time, ten copper plates should be sold quickly, be careful to smash your hands." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Bing looked at the sky, patted his head, and said, "Look at me, I'm stupid to get home, thank you Gongzi for reminding me, this is for Gongzi." ”

"What do I want this for?" Although Feng Jueyu doesn't have a strong talent for composing poetry, he also has a little dabbling in poetry and songs, and he is familiar with three hundred Tang poems, so he can't write them and can't memorize them?

Returned to the door and waited for a while, Shangguan Ruomeng finally walked to the gate accompanied by Xing'er, the moment the delicate figure appeared, the wind and the eyes suddenly lit up, this girl is so beautiful today.

Pink Dai thin hibiscus face, bright eyes and bright teeth dotted lips......

Feng Jueyu couldn't help but praise in his heart, Shangguan Ruomeng's face was like a fairy in a flower with a little red tide on his face, and the fragrant wind came with it, as if the willows in front of the door were bent lightly. The graceful figure is full of curves, and it is like a beautiful jade from top to bottom without flaws.

Compared with the eldest lady of the Shangguan family who is high up on weekdays, Shangguan Ruomeng has shed her arrogance and coldness today and returned to her true colors as a girl, and the long silk brocade skirt with orchid chrysanthemum swaying on the ground, bringing out her youthful and beautiful side, and bringing out a quiet atmosphere like a fireworks fairy who does not eat the world.

It's beautiful!

Feng Jueyu is not a bitter man who bends his waist for five buckets of rice, and he will not be unable to pull out his legs because of a woman's beauty, but today is a bit of an exception. Shangguan Ruomeng's surprise was too shocking, it simply subverted the aesthetics of Feng Dashao, this daughter-in-law is really a scourge, if you can't control it in the future, the green hat will not be deducted one by one. If that's the case, Lao Tzu might as well just change his career to sell hats, no, if he doesn't tame this woman, he will never be able to get married.

"Sister Shangguan is so beautiful. ”

Feng Jueyu stepped forward, but he suppressed the frenzied throbbing in his heart and the little brother's excessive impatience before he stood still, bowed and praised first.

Xing'er rolled her eyes, ignoring it, Feng Dashao found out that it seemed that the previous Feng Jueyu was like this, Feng Dashao now knew why the pig brother was holding his tail and being a man, Ya was fascinated by beauty.

"If you dream of seeing Brother Feng. ”

Shangguan Ruomeng is still so polite, people can't find the slightest fault, I don't know that the way Feng Jueyu looked at her just now has made Miss Shangguan dissatisfied, I have taken you to visit the relatives of the third room, I don't know if I plan to commit myself to marry? Sooner or later, it will be your daughter-in-law, why is it still such a lewd expression, and she can't be on the stage.

Feng Jueyu didn't know that this good-looking prospective daughter-in-law had already despised him in her heart.

After saying nothing for a while, Feng Jueyu was stunned, thinking, no, the third child should be on the field.

Coughed dryly, Feng Jueyu looked at the other side, Nima, Zhao Bingzheng was grabbing the wall with both hands, saliva flowed all over the place, and looked at it directly.

What a delay!

Shangguan Ruomeng didn't seem to notice that there was a "Brother Pig" standing in the opposite corner, and when he saw Feng Jueyu's face slightly embarrassed, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Feng, are you okay?"

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay?" Feng Jueyu pretended to cough.

"Then let's go. Shangguan Ruomeng shook his head, looking disappointed, and was about to sit in the car.

Zhao Bing hasn't come over yet, and he is in a hurry......

Nima, if you don't come again, everyone will leave......

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu stepped on the carriage with one foot, and with the other hand, he used two fingers in the middle of his food to learn to twist the scarf of the ancient gentleman, and wrote a poem......

"Ah~, I have friends...... Self...... ...... from afar"

The master and servant who had just gotten on the car couldn't hold back their joy when they heard the words, and the horseman who pulled the whip also laughed, and turned around and said: "Uncle, it's still early to chant poetry, and there is a chance to get to Xilin Lake, so get in the car now." ”

Xing'er was also snorted and said, "Yes, uncle, besides, you are chanting the words above the Analects, not by yourself, not afraid of other people's jokes?"

Feng Jueyu has no kung fu to chant poetry at this moment, this is for the opposite "Brother Pig", he deliberately raised his voice, and said: "You can't say that, good words are used to appreciate, today's sun is shining, the sky is blue, this aunt is in a very good mood, chant a sentence or two is not illegal......"

Feng Jueyu said as he spoke, his eyes glanced towards the opposite street, and he scolded Zhao Bing in his heart: Grandma, you can't help it if you don't come again, turn around and run with the horse's ass, more than ten miles, you will be tired to death.

Fortunately, Zhao Bing woke up in time and saw that Feng Dashao got into the car with half a foot, and couldn't help but be startled, and trotted all the way over to stop the carriage: "It's Miss Shangguan in front?"

Feng Jueyu breathed a sigh of relief, and the coachman looked at Zhao Bing's eyebrows, stood up vigilantly, raised his whip, and asked, "Who are you, dare to stop the eldest lady's car." ”

Zhao Bing took out the letter, presented it with both hands, and said, "Don't get me wrong, someone asked the villain to send the book to the eldest lady......"

Shangguan Ruomeng frowned, Feng Jueyu hurriedly volunteered and got off the lane: "Who sent it?"

"The eldest lady will know if you see it. After Zhao Bing finished speaking, he walked away.

Feng Jueyu didn't open the letter, took it back to the car, and asked, "Sister Shangguan, do you want to read it?"

Shangguan Ruo dreamed about it, took the letter, opened it and took a look, and his gorgeous little face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.

Feng Jueyu deliberately didn't look at him, Xing'er didn't know what was going on, and hurriedly asked, "Miss, who sent it, what happened?"

Shangguan Ruomeng's face was cold for a while, then he suddenly eased, pretended to receive the letter in his arms unintentionally, and smiled brightly: "It's nothing, it's just a prank, don't pay attention to it, let's go to Xilin Lake." ”

The letter was written by Feng Jueyu, he naturally knew what it was talking about, and seeing Shangguan Ruomeng's rapid recovery, he couldn't help but praise it, this girl is so calm and calm, if she is another person, even if she can bear it, she must make arrangements, but people are good, and she still goes to the lake, I have to say that the eldest lady's heart has been refined like steel and iron, and stable as Mount Tai.

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