Chapter 15

The sound of the pipa, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, the sound of the piano is rising, and it gradually subsides, at this moment, in the room of the Yunyan girl, the two nobles who are richly dressed and talk extraordinarily are speechless for a long time.

What they don't know is that the Wang Po who is standing next door and eavesdropping, is already in the same old tears at this moment, this poem, originally I didn't think so, but after singing it through the mouth of the clouds, it made the Wang Po think of herself at the beginning, how helpless and sad and helpless she was, how many people in the world are willing to fall into the dust?

Seeing her mother's appearance, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but redden, comforted her mother softly, and asked in a low voice. "Mother, is this sixty times worth it?"

"It's worth it, it's worth it, or my good girl has a vision, otherwise, I'm really going to miss a masterpiece...... Mother believes that this song will definitely let us sing up and down the Bianhe River for a long time. Wang Po nodded approvingly and replied.

And at this moment, the Yunyan girl was already in tears, her heart was sad, and in the room, everyone was gloomy and silent.

After a long time, the Yunyan girl, who put away her grief, noticed that the two distinguished guests closed their eyes and lowered their eyebrows, and did not say a word.

This made the Yunyan girl, who was full of confidence at the beginning, a little apprehensive, and gently put down the pipa in her hand, but her eyes never left the expressions of the two distinguished guests.

"If you have a mountain flower full of heads, don't ask where the slave will return......" The elder Brother Xu's eyes turned red, and he chewed on the latter sentence repeatedly.

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu?" The younger middle-aged man next to him saw this scene, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, raised his hand and gently pushed Brother Xu.

"Alas...... Brother Wu Xian, I'm really embarrassed, the foolish brother lost his temper. Brother Xu, who came back to his senses, let out a long breath of turbid breath in his chest and smiled.

"It's okay, dare to ask Miss Yunyan, I don't know which person this "Fortune Operator" is from? Wu is really unheard of. It can be said that it is full of sorrow and sorrow, and it is helpless to describe it all...... Wu nodded, then turned his head and asked softly towards the Yunyan girl.

"This, the slave family really doesn't know, it's just that at the place where the payment is made, it is written by the Wushan monk......" Yunyan girl, hurriedly handed over the rice paper.

After Wu took it, he couldn't help but say with some doubts. "Wushan monk, I don't know which noble and talented man is named, dare to ask Brother Xu if he knows?"

Brother Xu stood up and took the piece of rice paper to the candle flame to take a closer look. "Huh...... Good novel writing method, the handwriting is thin, to thin without losing its flesh, because its strokes are relatively thin and hard, so the penmanship is exposed, and the edge is exposed......"

Wu couldn't help but come over and look at it carefully for a long time, and then said with a shocked face: "Which one is this, although the handwriting is a little jerky, but it is very different from the book of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and it has the atmosphere of founding a sect......"

Seeing that Wu was about to reach over, Brother Xu gave way without a trace, and squeezed the rice paper tightly, as if he was afraid of being robbed. "What the virtuous brother said is not bad, if the foolish brother is not bad, it must be the new writing method created by everyone, such a genuine handwriting, with such good words, it is really ...... to the ground."

"Brother, don't move away, little brother, I haven't finished my addiction yet." Wu looked at Brother Xu with a resentful expression.

Seeing the two distinguished guests holding the rice paper, their eyes were like the blood-sucking mosquitoes, and the Yunyan girl couldn't help but be angry and funny, these two obviously came for their own singing voices, but they were dissatisfied with the quality of the words and wanted to leave several times, and they finally got a new song that moved people to tears.

As a result, these two were first touched by the artistic conception of the word and were sad, but now, they are staring at the rice paper with red eyes and green eyes, such a contrast is really dizzying.

"That, dare to ask Miss Yunyan, is this Wushan monk's handwriting willing to be transferred to the old man?" Brother Xu and Wu muttered quietly for a long time, and it seemed that after the two had reached some kind of agreement, Brother Xu turned around and said to Yunyan girl with a smile.

Miss Yunyan couldn't help but be a little confused, what the hell is this, are you here to listen to music or buy calligraphy and paintings?

Fortunately, at this time, the door was knocked gently, but seeing that Liu Yiyi entered the room with a smile on her face, she was deeply blessed to the two nobles. "The slave family has seen Xu Daguan and Wu Daguanren ......"

"It turned out to be a Yiyi girl, hehe, no courtesy, no courtesy......" Xu Daguan smiled and raised his hand to help, but the other hand was still holding the rice paper.

"Two officials, the slave family didn't disturb Yaxing who listened to the music of the two officials, right?" Liu Yiyi turned her head, bowed slightly to the Yunyan girl, and then spoke slowly to the two. "The fact that the two officials can come to my Yihong Mansion makes my Yihong Mansion shine......"

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After about a cup of tea, Liu Yiyi slowly withdrew from the room with a gentle and demure smile, holding the rice paper, and although the two officials Xu and Wu had some regret on their faces, they were not annoyed.

Seeing the change in the expressions of the two of them along the crack of the closed door, Wang Po also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but pinch Liu Yiyiwen's delicate face as smooth as mutton fat angrily and anxiously: "Dead girl, I don't know my mother, so recklessly bumping into it, if it annoys the guests, how can it be good?" ”

"Mother, can't you trust your daughter?" Liu Yiyi's sexy plump lips were slightly raised proudly, and then she carefully shook the handwriting at her mother. "Mother, it's not like you haven't heard the answer of the two distinguished guests, compared to the price of a meal, this handwriting of a Wushan layman, I'm afraid it's more worth the money......"

"It's a pity that even these two distinguished guests don't know who the Wushan monk is, otherwise, the value of this handwriting ......"

Wang Po's eyes rolled and she smiled. "What's so difficult about this, don't you know if you ask the cow steward directly?"

Liu Yiyi couldn't help but change color, and hurriedly whispered. "Mother, don't do it, since the other party is unwilling to show up, let's not startle the snake, finally there is such a noble poet who is willing to write words for our Yihong Mansion, if it disturbs the other party......"

Wang Po came to her senses and slapped her leg. "The girl reminded me that the old body almost forgot this stubble......"

"No matter what, with this Wushan monk who is willing to supply new words to our Yihong Mansion, our Yihong Mansion will not worry about not being able to attract those noble sassy ink writers......" Liu Yiyi smiled, her eyebrows were soothed, her eyes were crooked, revealing an indescribable cunning, partial and charming and touching to the point of outrageousness.

I saw several handymen passing by swallowing their saliva, but they didn't dare to have the slightest blasphemy, after all, the methods of this big girl Liu, Yihong Mansion can be said to be known to everyone.

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