Chapter 269: Hexagrams
Bo Huan raised his sword eyebrows and said disdainfully: "There is no shortage of old man here!" â
Ji Yuluo smiled like a spring breeze, "Mr. Zhi is not lacking, but how can he come to the door empty-handed." WwW is worth your collection. LīŧˇXīŧŗīŧīŧīŧã īŧŖīŧ¯īŧâ
"Why not gold and silver jewelry?"
At the mention of gold and silver jewelry, Ji Yuluo found that there were many gold and silver jewelry in the middle of the hall.
That must be the reward that Bo Huan got by imitating Xiao Gangzheng and others' letters. Xiahou Ye is really generous. The gold, silver and jewelry were not collected, but only piled up in the hall at random, which shows that Bo Huan is not a person who loves money.
"Gold, silver and jewelry are cheesy, how can you show the little woman's heart."
"Your perspective is unique!" Bo Huan picked up the cloth pad from his side and threw it at Ji Yuluo's footsteps, and motioned for her to sit with his eyes.
Bo Huan was arrogant, Ji Yuluo was not polite, sat down, and Bo Huan poured her a cup of wine.
Without speaking, the two of them drank cup after cup like old friends.
After drinking a few cans of wine, Bo Huan's eyes were red, and Ji Yuluo was also slightly drunk.
"Your hands?"
"It's just a burn!"
"Burns should be rested in the house, how can you run to this place where birds don't poop on this cold day?"
"I heard that Mr. is a friend of the Feilan Yuanbo in charge, and he is rich in five cars, so he couldn't help but be curious, so he took the liberty to come to visit!"
Bo Huan smiled, gently, like the wind blowing in his ears, "What kind of rich five cars, just a dull reader!" Eat in the house. â
Pitied that Bo Huan was a talent, Ji Yuluo had already thought of plotting against Bo Huan, and decided not to mention the forged letter. But when I met Bo Huan for the first time, I was sinister, and I didn't know him, so I pretended not to hear it and didn't take it. Talk to him about music and other things.
He really did what Bo Weng said, he studied all aspects, and he said that he was the first to speak. It made her have some respect for him.
exhausted what she had learned all her life, but she didn't tend to be attached, and her attitude was just right, so that in just a few hours, Bohuan finally looked at her with admiration.
"Who is the girl? Could it be like an old man? â
"The little woman doesn't have that much ink in her breasts!" Ji Yuluo waved her hand ashamedly, "There is a musician in the house, surnamed Gu!" â
Bo Huan shook his head gently. I didn't believe it a little. He rubbed his thumb against the white jade for a while, and said, "That ancient girl must be an excellent musician!" â
"Not to mention excellent, less than one-tenth of the boss of the company. Today's wine is known to be less than a thousand glasses. Since it had been revealed that she was a musician, the little woman offered her ugliness and played a song to cheer her husband up. â
The bamboo flute makes up pink lips, and the beauty's eyebrows and eyes are lowered. The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and the long eyelashes cast two curved half-arcs under the eyes.
Gentle music together. Bo Huan was in a trance, quickly shook his head, closed his eyes, stroked his beard and listened.
Blow to a third. Ji Yuluo stopped, covered her lips and coughed twice, and said apologetically: "Sir, forgive me." I was a little uncomfortable last night, and I drank more alcohol today. It's a bit of a pitch shift here. â
Although the intoxicating sound has stopped, Bo Huan seems to be still intoxicated, and it took him a long time to open his eyes, which were full of all the beauty in the world.
"If you guess correctly, this is the world-famous Qinghua tune!"
Ji Yuluo covered her lips and coughed twice, and arched her hand: "Mr. is good to see, but it's a pity that it's a little girl who tunes flowers and tunes, but I don't know, this song was taught by an old man when he was young." Over the years, more than one person has said this as Mr. said, and the little woman herself has also defaulted to Qinghua tune. â
Bo Huan looked Ji Yuluo up and down, and saw her showing off her bones and fairy style, ice and snow jade, and added a sense of praise in his heart, "This song must be a clear flower tune." The method of accepting apprentices by the ancients is very special! â
A song metaphorically said goodbye, Ji Yuluo stood up and arched her hand to Bo Huan: "Teaching a song is not a disciple!" The old man once said that this tune should not be played to the world. Over the years, the little girl has always remembered it. Therefore, although the little woman is a musician, no one has heard this song in the house, and Mr. Wang should not reveal it to outsiders. â
As soon as the Qinghua tune was blown, Bo Huan was no longer arrogant, he got up and saluted, "Thank you for the ancient girl's Qinghua tune, the old man will not reveal it to anyone!" It's just that this remnant of the song makes the old man's heart itch! The ancient girl will blow the whole tune in the coming day! â
"I will definitely serve the whole song in the future!"
Back at the pet building, Ji Yuluo learned from her mother-in-law that Ji Xiangluo had a big quarrel with Xiahou Ye yesterday and smashed the study angrily, and Xiahou Ye moved to the main hall of the office overnight for this reason.
moved out of Huangpo Courtyard from Xiahou Night, and sighed a lot, "Although the adult is under one person and above ten thousand, he is also an angry person." â
Ji Yuluo touched the bamboo flute, "In the world, there must be a cause for the effect!" â
The mother-in-law was stunned, and her eyebrows fluttered and she said, "Girl! Do you know? I heard that Xiaocui's girl was heavily punished by the princess for fifty boards, and now she is thrown into the dungeon to fend for herself. â
Ji Yuluo's heart was not calm all of a sudden, "The battle between the adult and the princess, what is the matter with Xiaocui?" â
"I told the girl before that Xiao Cui's girl is a fox, and she often gives adults a look, thinking that in that big war, Xiao Cui stepped forward to help the adult, and the princess poured her anger on her head."
"No matter how high the status is, it will be the next person in the end, but it is Xiao Cui's fault!"
"That's it, you deserve it!"
After thinking about it, Ji Yuluo felt very strange again.
Xiahou Ye was able to place Xiao Cui in Huangpo Courtyard, it can be seen that Xiao Cui is not a useless person, for capable subordinates, how can he not care about her life and death?
He's not that kind of person!
"Xiaocui is tired by adults, so adults don't care about her?"
"Anyway, I don't care about it now, the old woman thinks, adults are also people who know the times, and they know that there is no need to fall out with the princess for Xiaocui." â
Xiao Cui was beaten and imprisoned in the dungeon was suspicious, Ji Yuluo thought about it again and again and decided to ignore it......
For two days in a row, Ji Yuluo would go to the idler house alone to accompany Bo Huan to drink every time she finished breakfast.
Bo Huan is very knowledgeable and talkative, and Ji Yuluo is more often a fan who worships him. I don't know if it's fate, he has nothing to talk about in front of Ji Yuluo, and it is inevitable that he will unintentionally reveal a faint melancholy in his talk.
Ji Yuluo firmly believes that a person like Bo Huan, who regards money as dung, can only be convinced by the Tianlou who has the world in mind and helps the common people.
"Good night, sir! The little girl will come back tomorrow! â
After going down the steps, Bo Huan's words came from behind him, "I secretly divined a hexagram for you just now, the hexagram metaphor is not good, don't go out when you go back, otherwise, you have to get into trouble." â
Ji Yuluo turned around, only to notice that Bo Huan's thumb was gently rubbing the dazzling white jade again.
Looking closely, I could vaguely see some strange words on the white jade.
It's just that Bo Huan talked wonderfully, and she didn't notice the piece of white jade in his palm three times in a row.
"Sir, you can also tell fortunes?"
"I know a little bit about it, I can't see people!"
The people who are rich and rich are so humble. Ji Yuluo respectfully hugged her fist to Bo Huan and strode away.
Thinking that she had peerless martial arts, and her identity was not exposed, she didn't take Bo Huan's kind words to heart. (To be continued.) )>