Poetry is naturally good poetry, and everything that can be stored in black stone by a scientist is the crystallization of human civilization, how can it be bad.

Xing Lao was still shaking his head and understanding Qiao Yue's poetry, his eyes were straight, in his heart, it was not an exaggeration to describe Qiao Yue with talent at this moment.

Anxious and wise, the export becomes a poem, from the verses on the wall of Zhiyun Temple, none of the words from Qiao Yue's hand are mortal, which overshadows the guests of the world.

There was a warm applause in the audience, and there were many knowledgeable readers in the lively crowd, and the wonderful sentences were occasional, in their hearts, to be able to witness the birth of such an extraordinary poem was far more interesting than watching Qiao Yue's charity sale, and everyone shook their heads for a while, even the mud legs holding their trouser legs shook their heads, trying to show themselves as elegant as possible.

Who said that the son of a wealthy family must be a gentleman, except for Huang Hanyun and Yu Luan, two rich sons who have been blinded by anger, the other wealthy sons quietly stood away from them, trying not to have anything to do with these two unlucky ghosts.

The Ye family has a few catties and a few taels, and they know better than anyone else in their hearts, Mrs. Xing did not hesitate to be embarrassed to approve of Feng Qiwu on a toilet, and also wrote a poem, Mo Zhizhou, an old fritter in officialdom, has to come out and intervene.

Don't say that they are pitiful and cherish the jade, I can't see the fairy-like Qiao Yue on the stage making jokes and crying pear blossoms with rain, everyone will be icing on the cake, and there is nothing in the world to send charcoal in the snow, this sentence will always be the truth of officialdom.

By now, if they still can't see that this qiē is all because of Qiao Yue on the high platform, then their brains must have been kicked by 10,000 donkeys when they were born, and it will definitely not be wrong to follow Taifu Xing at this time.

"The Bi family bid three hundred yuan..."

"The Wu family bid four hundred..."

"The Chen family didn't take the lead just now, this time the treasure of Mrs. Ye personally endowed the poem is a priceless treasure, and the Chen family bid five hundred..."

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In this way, the scene was hot, and someone had shouted out a thousand yuan for a toilet bowl that cost less than the usual money, which was definitely the hottest one in Ningzhou City since there was this custom of donation.

Huang Hanyun's face was already so hot that there was no place to put it, and the words coming from the crowd in the hall were getting worse and worse than one sentence, if he hadn't waited to see the people's riot arranged by himself and smash the Ye family's good show, he would definitely turn around and leave.

The lively scene made Mo Zhizhou's concubine vain, she didn't care how much this toilet was worth, so many people were scrambling, and in the end, if she got it in her hands, she would definitely have face, she gently pulled Mo Zhizhou's sleeve: "Husband, this toilet slave has taken a fancy to it..."

Simple, just a sentence "The slave family has taken a fancy to it", the meaning is already obvious, who told Mo Zhizhou to boast about Haikou this morning, and the things sold by the Ye family today will be given to her as long as she likes them.

I have to say that the concubine of the prefect lord is very aura at this time, and the concubine room of the official eunuch is different.

Mo Zhizhou's heart was dripping blood, a broken toilet was asking for a thousand yuan, and he was still asking for a price at this time, his brain was really kicked by a donkey, he smiled and held the hand of the beautiful concubine in his hand: "Baby, there are many good things in the back, a broken toilet, I will let the Ye family make it for you again, let them do as much as you want." ”

The concubine doesn't follow, let people do a good job of sending it to the door, that is the real toilet, what else does it mean, she pulled her hand back, her eyes were full of tears: "Master, you don't care about the slave family, the concubine is a concubine, and the child of the concubine is also a concubine, and there will always be only a look at people's faces.

Do you know, sir? The toilet is used to describe the prostitutes in Yishuifang, hehe... I didn't expect the concubines to be on the same status as them in the eyes of the master..."

Coming is a kind of ability, and the toilet is like a prostitute. Female, she left after going up, and I don't know where she learned these words, and at this time, she really said it for a while, and the old man Mo Zhizhou secretly scolded himself for saying the wrong thing.

The concubine was immediately aggrieved, and shouted aggrievedly: "The slave family wants to take the child away, no matter how hard and tired, the slave family will raise their children well, and if they leave the master's house, they will not be treated as a toilet bowl no matter how they say, my poor son!" It's all mothers who don't have the ability..."

Mo Zhida has three wives and four concubines, and when he is fifty years old, only the concubine in front of him gave birth to a son, and the concubine is very good at taking advantage of her own advantages, and she pinched Mo Zhizhou's seven inches with one move, so that he could not accept it.

"One thousand and one hundred times..."

The mother-in-law is blackmailing the child, there is no way, Mo Zhizhou can only be soft, anyway, his money is effortless, it's a big deal to scrape it more ruthlessly, it's not a big deal.

From a servant woman behind her, she hugged a child who was only seven or eight months old, and the little concubine kissed her beautifully: "The master is so good to the slave family, Zheng'er, call Dad, look at how much Dad loves our mother and son!" ”

The white and chubby child drooled, babbling hands and feet, which made Mo Zhizhou feel happy again, as if all the money was spent on the child, he was immediately relieved, and walked out of the room with a happy face, ready to accept the envious eyes of the audience.

"Lord Mo bid 1,100 yuan, is there anything higher?"

Qiao Yue's voice shouted, the scene was unusually hot, according to Qiao Yue's guess, this kind of scene should not appear until she took out the glass.

The scene had lost control, this feeling made Qiao Yue feel very uncomfortable, and the subconscious sense of self-protection made Qiao Yue start to worry.

Usually, he still has some intersections with Xing Lao, and he can talk about it if he wants to help him, but what about the others?

The white-clothed man in the northwest is not simple, from the lightning-fast tiger-skinned woman just now, I don't know how many such masters he brought in, and what was his purpose?

On the opposite side, Lord Mo and a group of magnates from Ningzhou, they didn't fall into the ground? This is not in line with common sense, the three-year singing career has already honed the simple little girl of the year to maturity, and there is nothing in this world for no reason.

Turning his head to take a look, the people of the Ye family, led by the fat girl, all laughed like flowers, don't they have a little sense of crisis?

Approaching the fat girl, he asked softly, "Have you ever heard of that Chu family son?" ”

The fat girl turned her head to look at the man in white upstairs with a look: "I don't know!" Isn't it Madame's deceased? ”

"Hiss" The fat girl's crisp answer made Qiao Yue feel a chill on her body, and in the corner of her eye, she found that there were at least ten pairs of eyes in the hall looking at her unkindly.

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