Chapter 29

"Let's Yihong Mansion, we've won!" Liu Yiyi's smile looked so brilliant and bright.

Wang Po didn't expect her daughter to speak so categorically, so she stretched out her hand and pulled her daughter to her side and sat down and asked. "Girl, are you so confident?"

"Mother, don't you still believe in your daughter's vision?" Liu Yiyi shook the rice paper and said, "Among these poems given to us by Wushan monks, which one is mediocre?" And this one, with sincere feelings and full of softness, can be regarded as a first-class masterpiece. ”

After nodding appreciatively, Wang Po said with a hesitant face. "Even if this one can be won......"

"It turns out that you are worried about this, don't worry, the talent of the brother of the Wang family is indeed far beyond the imagination of his daughter, the song he gave, the artistic conception is beautiful, and it has a novelty meaning, the daughter is so big, it can be said that it is unheard of, not to mention that it is to compete with those families, that is, to go to the Bianhe Festival, but also to make other buildings and pavilions bow down."

"Is that an exaggeration?" Hearing this, Wang Po couldn't help but stand up.

"If my mother doesn't believe me, my daughter will sing it to you now." Liu Yiyi said with a smug smile. Without waiting for the princess to answer, she hummed straight away.

is worthy of Liu Yiyi, who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Liu Yiyi's soft and gentle voice sang this song "East Wind Breaking", although there is no vicissitudes and sadness of Wang Yang, but there is a unique heart-stirring emotion.

The aftermath lingered for a long time, and the Wang Po, who was immersed in the singing, slowly opened her eyes, and took advantage of her daughter's inattention, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her voice seemed a little dry and authentic. "Are you sure these are all made by that stinky boy Wang Yang?"

"Of course, at the beginning, he first whistled the tune......" Liu Yiyi told Wang Po in detail about the previous scene, and Wang Po had to admit that that stinky boy was not only powerful in his fists and feet, but also so outstanding in writing.

"It seems that that kid is really not an ordinary person." Wang Po said with a long sigh.

"Fortunately, my daughter is very good, if he really lets him do it, it will give him a percent, since he is a shareholder, the old body believes that this little money fan will definitely do his best for his money bag."

Seeing her mother's excited appearance, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but smile, but in her eyes, the melancholy and sadness on her face flashed when Wang Yang sang that song, which made people want to hug him in her arms and comfort him with gentle words.

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In the Li Mansion, Li Qingzhao was lying lazily on the couch, but there were a few empty wine jars in front of him, but the little girl next to him looked strange, and quickly took those wine jars to the door and put them in the corner.

"Little lady, why don't we go out for a walk, it's not a matter for you to stay in the air like this, look at you these days, you are about to empty the master's wine kiln, if you let the master know, you have to nag you." After cleaning up the wine jars, Xiao Yahuan continued to clean up, while saying.

"Didn't I go to Brother Jie's house too? Besides, my dad didn't say I wasn't allowed to drink. Li Qing looked at the moonlight outside the window and yawned coquettishly.

"But these days, Zhao Gongzi has come to invite you a few times, but you have all refused. Miss Fei, what are you thinking about? After cleaning up, Xiao Yahuan turned her face and asked curiously.

"Alas, these days, I want to compose lyrics, but I have no inspiration, and I am very irritable in my heart, how can I have time to deal with people." Li Qingzhao narrowed his beautiful Danfeng eyes, and said lightly with moist sexy red lips.

The body is light and light, the placket is slightly open, under the reflection of the moonlight and the lights, the amazing snow white, you can slightly see that the deep groove is gradually disappearing in the placket, indescribably charming and seductive, if Wang Daguan is a great talent, he will definitely be very polite and polite in disguise and a polite gentleman to praise Haitang Spring Sleep, of course, you don't think that Wang Daguan will be the same as the gentleman.

"By the way, what is new today, let me hear about it?" Li Qingzhao knew that his personal little girl was very fond of gossiping, but she didn't drink enough, so she didn't feel sleepy at all, so she just chatted.

I heard the girl in ink and wash start to talk crookedly about the gossip and interesting things she had heard these days, or which adult's daughter had secret emotions with someone and whom, and was found by her parents to be locked up, or which adult married a new concubine in the fifth room, or which young talent had a new song.

Just when the little girl kept chattering, Li Qingzhao suddenly stopped. "Mr. Zhang, are they going to be judged? That old gentleman really can't sit still......"

"Yes, yes, I heard that the Yihong Mansion in Bianliang River has gotten several good poems these days, so Mr. Zhang also sat down a little, ready to go and see it in person, didn't the slave maid give the little lady two copies a few days ago?"

"You mean the Yihong Mansion where Wushan monks wrote lyrics and sang for the first time?" Li Qingzhao suddenly perked up. "Is that the Wushan monk who wrote the hearts of those poor women in the dust?"

"It seems that there is only one person with this name, otherwise, Mr. Zhang would not have gone out in person, right?" The delicate ink girl replied after thinking about it.

"Huh...... Little lady, what are you going to do here? As soon as Shui Mo spoke, he saw Li Qingzhao standing up and sorting out his somewhat scattered clothes.

"I also want to go and see what kind of immortal that Wushan monk is." Li Qingzhao's eyes were shining, and his fighting spirit was high.

“…… The problem is that there are still two days to start, little lady, and now you are ......" Ink looked at this little lady who seemed a little ignorant and confused on weekdays, and said helplessly.

"Oh, two days, that's okay, tomorrow you go with me to Mr. Zhang's place, let him take me with me then, I'm so old, I really haven't seen that kind of competition...... It's great to be able to listen to the new words of Wushan monks. Li Qingzhao patted his forehead with his bare hand, sat back on the couch a little embarrassed, and stood up with an excited face and raised his pink fist.

"If Miss really wants to go, then please rest earlier, now it's past the second watch."

Li Qingzhao raised his head, looked at the moonlight outside the window, lowered his head again, looked at the unfinished piece of rice paper, nodded and sighed. "Well, if you don't have a clue today, then I won't write it, anyway, in two days, I can go to see the Wushan monk, and when the time comes, I can ask him for some advice."

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