When Yue Luo heard Fan Yu whispering, he asked, "How do you say that?" ”

Fan Yu approached Yue Luo again, smelled the fragrance on Yue Luo's body, and said: "First, using people as the scenery to compose poems is pure nonsense; Second, if you look around, you and I are bringing a small house, obviously not an ordinary family, this poor scholar is drunk, if he offends you and me by writing poems, can you get it? ”

Listening to Fan Yu's analysis, Yue Luo felt that it was the same, and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, the poor scholar had already followed the three brocade-clothed scholars and turned to look at the table of Yue Luo.

The poor scholar was holding the wine jug and standing crookedly, his eyes were not half as timid as when he was sober before, and he swept over Yue Luo and the four of them unscrupulously. In the end, his gaze fixed on Yue Luo's body and smiled.

With a drunken smile, he poured himself another glass of wine and drank it on his back, waved his sleeves, stared at Yue Luo approaching step by step, and chanted loudly at the same time.

"There is a banshee and Li, Pei Hui Xiangshuimei.

Water Meilan Du Fang, who will send it.

The rhinoceros has bright teeth, and the double moth has green eyebrows. ”

One step at a time, but in three steps, he arrived at Yue Luo's table, and the unscrupulousness in his eyes was so unscrupulous that everyone around him could feel it, let alone Yue Luo. It's just that she is now a monk in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and she is not an ordinary person, so she can still stand up. The eyes of the others on the second floor widened in disbelief.

Oh my God, this guy can't get drunk like this, right? That's obviously a son, why let him chant as a woman? Well, although people do look very coquettish. But listening to the conversation with Xiao Er before, there is no doubt that he is a man.

When the three brocade-clothed scholars saw this, they were surprised and their eyes flashed with schadenfreude. It seems that the ugliness born by poor books is even bigger than they imagined.

The poor scholar didn't know it, so he paced beside Yue Luo and continued to chant.

"The red face is like a lotus, and the plain skin is like condensation.

It is easy and not self-sustaining.

Taste the peerless color, and restore the posture of the city. ”

"Good!" After listening to the poor scholar's reading, a scholar in brocade clothes immediately clapped loudly.

"What a poem!"

"What a poem!" The other two scholars also exclaimed.

While shouting, the three scholars also observed Yue Luo's face. Seeing that Yue Luo was not as angry as they imagined because he was mistaken for a woman. I can't help but be surprised. But if he stopped here, not only did he not achieve the goal of making the poor scholar ugly, but once again demonstrated his poetic talent, which was not what the three scholars in brocade thought of.

So one of them had a thought. Came up with a vicious idea. He came to the poor scholar. The tone changed. Said ashamedly: "Brother Wang, poetry is a good poem, but you got the wrong object." Look clearly. You're in front of a son, not a peerless woman. Hurry up, apologize to this son, and ask for forgiveness. ”

The poor scholar and the scholar in brocade clothes were like this before and after, Xiao Qian was already so angry that she stood up and looked at her angrily, but she didn't know what to say. And Fan Yu pulled the little bend and sat on the side with a smile of contempt to watch the play.

As for Yue Luo, he glanced at the two scholars and continued to drink their own tea, ignoring them at all. In her past and present lives, Yue Luo had experienced a lot, and it was difficult for her to move on from trivial matters. However, Yue Luo then discovered that she had underestimated the stupidity of the poor scholar when he was drunk.

I saw that the poor scholar listened to his companion's words and asked stupidly: "Childe? ”

The scholar in brocade raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, it's the son, apologize to others." ”

"How is that possible?" The poor scholar suddenly shook off the brocade-clothed scholar, leaned over to Yue Luo, approached Yue Luo's pretty face and looked at it carefully, and then shook his head and shouted loudly: "You are all blind, so stunning and enchanting, how can you - it may be a child?" ”

The poor scholar was already drunk, and at this time he was holding a wine jug in one hand and a wine glass in the other hand on the table, and his body was shaking. However, Yue Luo frowned and leaned back a little because of his unbearable alcohol, and the poor scholar leaned a little more obliquely in order to see Yue Luo clearly, and suddenly, his body was unstable and fell to Yue Luo at once.

"Ahh

The first to scream was Xiao Qian. She didn't expect that Yue had fallen in Baihualou for a month or two, and none of the dignitaries had eaten tofu after spending so much silver, and today he actually let a drunken poor scholar eat it in the natural residence. The incident happened suddenly, completely unexpectedly, and she didn't know what to do, so she could only scream.

"Wow!"

There was a bit of schadenfreude shouting in the back, and it was the three brocade-clothed scholars and other people watching the excitement.

Hehe, in broad daylight, the scholar mistook the son for a beautiful woman, and the last live scene of Longyang's broken sleeves, what could be better than this, and what could be more out of the gossip?

And Yue Luo didn't care about anything else at all now, because she was not only pounced on by the poor scholar, but what made her even more ashamed was that the poor scholar's big head was pressed on her chest. Before going out, because she was afraid of being depressed, coupled with the wide costume, her chest was not very tight, but at this moment, she was pressed by the scholar's face, and she suddenly felt extraordinarily "ecstatic".

Yue Luo pushed the scholar hard, and the scholar also struggled vigorously, trying to get out of the soft and gentle township, but the strength of the two of them was never in one place, and the result turned into ravaging each other.

Yue Luo was angry, and hated to have to take care of the exposed luck and pull the poor scholar away. And at this moment, Fan Yu came over and extended a helping hand.

Fan Yu saw that Yue Luoqiao's face was flushed, and he seemed to be overwhelmed by the poor scholars, and he really wanted to help. He first went to put his arms around the poor scholar's neck, but when he put his hand on Yue Luo's chest, he was stunned.

Hey, it's so soft.

There was a soft and elastic thing in the tentacles, which made Fan Yu grasp it unconsciously.

"Hmm."

Yue Luo's involuntary snort immediately made Fan Yu realize what the situation was now, and when he saw Yue Luo's eyes full of anger, he quickly hooked the poor scholar's neck, pulled him up, and held it steadily. However, he was a little ashamed to go to see Yue Luo again.

Hey, why couldn't you help but grab a handful just now? It's really worthy of my father's teaching.

sighed in his heart, Fan Yu was afraid that Yue Luo would find trouble for him. He raised his eyebrows and shouted to the brocade-clothed scholar who had just supported the poor scholar: "How did you do it? Someone is drunk and let him run around? What's your intention? ”

Fan Yu is usually high up because of his family background, but at this time, he has his own prestige, and he was suddenly frightened by the brocade-clothed scholar. didn't care about letting the poor scholar continue to lose face, so he only promised to deal with a few words, and the three of them helped the poor scholar to settle the bill and go downstairs.

"Little boy, you're fine, right?" Xiao Qian slapped the dust on Yue Luo's body, nervous for a moment, and almost called out Miss.

"It's fine." Yue Luo said angrily, and saw Fan Yu peeking at him again. She glared at him. Then he flicked his sleeves and said, "Let's go back!" ”

Yue Luo had already heard some of the news that she wanted to hear about it today, and now she was recognized by Fan Yu again, and the people around her looked at her very strangely, so it was no longer suitable for her to stay here.

Here, Fan Yu saw Yue Luo leave in a hurry. Helped settle the bill. Then he followed with a little bend. After an unintentional grab just now. Now Fan Yu is more interested in Yue Luo, and wants to find out whether Yue Luo is a man or a woman.

Yue Luo took Xiaoqian out of the natural residence and prepared to go back to Baihualou, but he didn't want to just turn a corner. Nearly tripped a man lying on the ground.

"Little boy! It's that stinky scholar! Xiao Qian saw the person under her feet clearly and exclaimed.

Yue Luo took a look and found that it was indeed the poor scholar who was drunk. I saw him lying in the corner of the wall, still drunken and hazy shouting the poems he had made before in praise of Yue Luo, looking like he was not in the world. Yue Luo saw it, and he didn't know what to say. At the same time, I felt that those three people were really shameless, and they didn't care about the poor scholar in the natural residence, and now they actually left him on the side of the road, which was simply inhumane at all.

"Little boy, what should I do?" Girls are always sympathetic, and although they scolded the stinky scholars, Xiaoqian still couldn't bear to leave.

Yue Luo was also a little unbearable. Not to mention the rest, the poem written by the poor scholar just now is indeed quite good, which makes her feel like she is being praised. Thinking of listening to the conversation of those scholars before, this person seemed to be favored by Liu Feifei, the head of Liuyingju, and said in his heart: "Xiaoqian, go to the street to find someone to come and support him." ”

"Oh." Xiao Qian answered.

Yue Luo turned his head to see Fan Yu and Xiaowan who were following behind, and his heart moved again, and he shouted, "Forget Xiaoqian." ”

Fan Yu came over to look at the poor scholar lying on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "This is?" ”

"His three shameless companions, the whole man left him here." Yue Luo said in a male voice.

Fan Yuyi shook off the fan and shook it: "I'll just say, those three are insidious villains, and they want to trick this poor scholar." ”

Yue Luo glared at Fan Yu and said, "What kind of fan are you shaking, hurry up and help get people up, it's true." ”

Yue Luo's anger made Fan Yu lose his soul again, and he hurriedly put away the fan, beckoning Xiaowan to help the poor scholar up. Although Fan Yu and Xiaowan didn't have much strength, fortunately, the poor scholar was very thin, and with the help of Yue Luo and Xiaoqian, he quickly helped people up.

"It's inconvenient for me to stay at home, which inn do you live in, let's get someone to you first?" Yue Luo said to Fan Yu.

"Xianlai Inn." Fan Yu said goodbye, and then helped the poor scholar to go to the Xianlai Inn.

When he arrived at the Xianlai Inn Tianzi Room B, Yue Luo saw the poor scholar lying on the bed and still chattering, so he asked Xiao Qian to pour him a cup of tea, and then asked, "Hey, what did you and Liu Feifei do last night?" ”

As soon as he heard Yue Luo ask, Fan Yu next to him immediately came to his senses, pointed at Yue Luo with a fan and said in surprise: "It turns out that you brought him here for"

"Shh Yue Luo glared at Fan Yu and asked him to hold back his words.

A few people quieted down, and then they heard the poor scholar say vaguely: "Fei Fei won't let me talk about the competition, and I can't let others know the Tao."

Contest? Oiran contest?

Several people's eyes lit up.

Yue Luo said in a good way: "How hard you hold it back, it's a dream now, and it's okay to say it." ”

"Dreaming?" The poor scholar muttered vaguely again, "I didn't dream, Fei Fei asked me to fill in the lyrics for her new song, and I filled in three whole songs." Fifi said I was great, very"

In the information obtained by Yue Luo, Liu Feifei was originally the best in Chinese at the beginning of the line, composing music and lyrics, poetry and songs, and was very proficient. In Yue Luo's heart, it is even more difficult to deal with than the previous Oiran Yue'er, and this time, Liu Feifei is not really proficient in poetry, otherwise she would not have asked this scholar to fill in the lyrics.

After thinking about this, Yue Luo didn't plan to stay here any longer, because Fan Yu's eyes made her very uncomfortable. immediately got up and said, "Master Fan, people will trouble you to take care of it, I have to leave beforehand." (To be continued......)