Chapter Seventy-Three: Continue to Slap in the Face
In the small building of the back house, a gentle and delicate woman flipped through the paper in front of her with her bare hands, shaking her head for a while, nodding for a while, it was interesting to see, but shaking her head accounted for the majority. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Miss, that Chen Dong is known as the head of the students, doesn't he like the words he wrote?" The maid beside her couldn't help but whisper. Although her own young lady is not from a good background, she is proficient in poetry and songs, and she is not inferior to those talents, and it is normal to look down on these people, but Chen Dong is too famous, if the young lady can't look down on it, and if it spreads, the reputation will not be very good.
"The flowers are splendid, there is nothing bad about it, but I always feel that something is missing, and it is more of an ordinary language!" Master Li shook his head, but he was not interested, in the literary world, I don't know how many people are singing lotus, it seems that the topic of Yonghe is very ordinary, but if you want to make an article in the ordinary, so that people can shoot the case at a glance, it is not an easy thing. Undoubtedly, these things in front of you are missing something that can attract people.
"Hmph, Chen Dong is still like this, then some other children of official eunuch families are even more similar." The maid said disdainfully. In his heart, he didn't take those eunuchs to heart.
"That's right! Hey! The word. Master Li was about to agree, and suddenly saw something interesting, and couldn't help but exclaim, Su Shou couldn't help but pull out a piece of paper, and gently recited: "Red and pink makeup, green cover low wind and rain." Occupy the world in June cool, the period of the month of Mandarin ducks. The root is long, and the lotus heart in the flower is bitter. Just for the merry and sorrowful, but also for the beautiful step. What a fortune operator. What a Shandong Li Jing. Shandong Li Jing? ā
Master Li couldn't help but be amazed, but when he saw the name behind him, he was stunned, he always felt that this name was very familiar, and after a little thought, he said to the maid next to him: "Xiaohe, go and bring the soap that has not been opened." ā
Xiaohe didn't know why, but he still took out a box of soap from under the dresser on the side, Master Li opened the box, compared it with the handwriting on it, and couldn't help but say: "I said why is this Shandong Li Jing so familiar, it turned out to be a golden son." ā
"Miss is talking about the golden boy who made Yuguang soap, but I didn't expect it to be this Li Jing!" Xiaohe's eyes lit up when he heard this, this jade light soap is now selling well in Tokyo, but because it is produced very little, it is in short supply, if it is not for the reputation of his own lady, many people come to stammer, I am afraid it is extremely difficult to use a piece.
"This soap is secondary, but this person has some meaning. Unexpectedly, he not only created such a rare thing, but also had excellent poetry, even this handwriting, which is amazing. Master Li looked at the words in his hand, and then looked at a painting on the side, which was a picture of a lady, on which a poem was written, and the handwriting was very similar to the one in front of him. It's just that there is more wealth in the stroke, but there is a little more fierceness. But Master Li can still see that the two belong to the same sect.
"Go and invite Li Gongzi in." Master Li was suddenly curious, and asked the maid to invite Li Jing.
"Brother Li Xian, in the past, the Li family judged the paper very quickly, why is it so slow this time." Xu Wei said anxiously.
"Li Jing, this Li family is not something anyone can see, if I were you, I would leave now, maybe I could save a little face, so as not to be embarrassed." Song Zhaoqing began to attack Li Jing again.
"Brother Song, everyone Li only sees one person every time, and when one person is removed, the others are almost the same." Xu Wei finally couldn't help it, glanced at Song Zhaoqing, and said, "Brother Li Xian has no grievances with you, why be so aggressive?" If you are not a disciple of Mr. Liang Xi, when you see Mr. Liang Xi, let Mr. decide for himself. How could Brother Song conclude that Brother Li Xiandi was really not a disciple of Mr. Liang Xi? ā
"Xu Wei, do you want to go against me too?" Song Zhaoqing's face was gloomy, and he pointed at Xu Wei and said.
"Which one is Shandong Li Jing Li Gongzi, Miss, please come in and speak." At this time, Xiaohe led a few maids over, glanced at everyone, and said loudly.
"No way, how could it be him." Song Zhaoqing heard it clearly, and couldn't help but exclaim: "You won't be a fake rumor of Li's words!" How could he possibly be the first. ā
"Li Jing's son's fortune operator is deep in my young lady's liking, why can't he become the first, this son, he can't learn it himself, it doesn't mean that others can't." Xiaohe suddenly said with some dissatisfaction: "Which one is Shandong Li Jing Li Gongzi?" ā
"Brother Xian, it's really unexpected! You can write a good poem as a businessman, and you will be favored by everyone Li. Xu Wei couldn't help but sigh. There was a strange look in his eyes.
"Hehe, it's a coincidence, it's a coincidence." A smile also appeared on Li Jing's face, but there was a trace of pride in his heart, if Xin Qiji's words could not be selected, then there was nothing to say, he stepped forward and arched his hand towards Xiaohe and said: "Shandong Li Jing has seen the little lady." ā
"You are Shandong Li Jing? Come with the slave and maid. Xiao He looked at Li Jing's eyes shining, Li Jing was tall and handsome, and his temperament was even more different from that of everyone around him, which was particularly attractive, plus Xiao He was preconceived, and he always felt that Li Jing was handsome and chic, far above everyone, and even his attitude was much better.
"Please." Li Jing was about to step forward, suddenly thought of something, turned to Song Zhaoqing and said: "This Brother Song, don't forget the bet just now, I want to come as a disciple of Mr. Liang Xi, I will not be untrustworthy, I will go to meet the teacher tomorrow, and when the time comes, I will judge in front of the teacher." If Brother Song has time tomorrow, he can also go to the teacher's house. Saying that, Song Zhaoqing's face was dead, and he followed Xiaohe into the back house.
"Brother Chen, this, how is this possible? How could it be him? Song Zhaoqing's face changed greatly after hearing this, and his expression was a little flustered, such a blow really made him unbearable, and when he thought of his gambling contract, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
"Brother Song, don't panic, he didn't agree to your conditions, which means that this gambling contract does not exist." Before Chen Dong could speak, a scholar beside him couldn't help but speak.
"Yes, yes, he didn't accept my bet, so I naturally don't have to abide by it." Song Zhaoqing also thought of this question and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Dong on the side sighed and glanced at Song Zhaoqing lightly, no matter what, this Song Zhaoqing's reputation can be regarded as ruined. He looked at Li Jing's tall body, felt a little gloomy in his heart, waved his hand, and walked out of the hall. This is already the case, Chen Dong can only leave.
"Hmph, bunch of hypocrites, let's go too! Li Jing, it's a little interesting. Cai Yan glanced at the group of students with disdain, and led a group of gentlemen around him to leave Master Li's mansion without looking at Song Zhaoqing and the others, where these people did not dare to make trouble.