Chapter 28

"Brother Wang......" Liu Yiyi's hand, gentle, as if she was afraid that it would alarm Wang Yang, was lightly placed on the back of Wang Yang's hand, and a pair of sparkling eyes looked at Wang Yang with a melancholy expression without blinking.

"I'm fine, thank you for listening to me talk this nonsense." Wang Yang turned his head and looked at this delicate beauty made of water, his eyes softened, and he smiled gently.

And at this time, I suddenly heard the shouts of the cow steward not far away. "Wang Yang, Brother Wang, Brother Wang, Brother Wang......"

"Hey, didn't the cow steward go to find that noble poet? Why are you still wandering around in Yihong Mansion? Liu Yiyi couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Wang Yang slapped his thigh, and he was busy showing off his singing skills in front of the beautiful girls, so he forgot about this stubble, and hurriedly said hello to Liu Yiyi. "Yiyi girl, that cow steward must have something important to look for, so I went over first."

After that, his fingers scraped over Liu Yiyi's soft and boneless palm, and the goods rushed downstairs without getting enough, leaving Liu Yiyi, who was still a little stunned, standing on the platform.

"Ouch, my little brother Wang, you made me look so hard, I don't know if Mrs. Wang asked me to find words again, eh? ......" The faint voice stopped abruptly halfway, which made Liu Yiyi, who was standing upstairs, blink her thick black eyelashes with some confusion.

Steward Niu went to find a lyricist, what does this have to do with Wang Yang? The curious Liu Yiyi lifted the corners of her skirt and slowly walked down the steps, but she could no longer see anyone, so she could only shake her head and continue to go back upstairs, not only to supervise the girls to practice the songs, but also to continue to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the dusk.

"I said, Brother Wang, what are you doing here? The old man just talked and didn't do anything, why did you drag me here? The dry and thin monkey cow steward looked at Wang Yang with a frightened look and said.

"Fang Liu Yiyi is upstairs, the matter between the two of us has to be kept secret, do you want your own commission to disappear?" Wang Yang turned his head and glared at the cow steward who didn't know and turned his mind to a basic case or a homigre.

Steward Niu suddenly sat on the other side of the desk where Wang Yang lit the oil lamp. "Brother Wang, you should already know, this time, the eldest grandmother is willing to come up with this number to ask you......"

"Of course I know, don't worry, I'll give it to you in a while." After Wang Yang lit the oil lamp, he said while rummaging through the four treasures of the study.

Soon, the guy who was eating was ready, and the cow steward did the work of a scholar and began to lay paper and ink, while Wang Yang sat there and began to think hard.

Seeing that Wang Yang was conceiving a work, Steward Niu didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, but carefully studied the ink. These days, Steward Niu can see that this little brother Wang, who is particularly capable of fighting and fighting, is definitely not an ordinary person.

Just the good words he took out are enough to prove the talent of this little brother Wang, but it is more than a grade higher than those ordinary literati.

Anyway, now, every word that flows out will at least be sung by the pavilions above and below Bianliang, which is enough to prove Brother Wang's talent.

It would be a pity for such a talent to stay in this Yihong Mansion all the time, of course, I want to think so, but Steward Niu hopes that such a good thing can continue, so that he can earn commissions from this business.

It is said that the commissions earned these days have caught up with his salary for two years, so this is the reason why the cow steward will kneel and lick the talent of the king so dedicatedly.

It's a pity that no matter how old and treacherous this cow steward is, he can only drink the footwashing water of Wang Daguan, where Wang Daguan is conceiving works, it is clearly picking and choosing in his huge and outrageous memory bank.

I want to find a good song, but I can't be too ostentatious to deal with this competition, then again, which of those lyrics that can be passed down for centuries is low-grade? This is where the troubles of the Wang officials lie.

After a long time, I found a poem that I thought was similar, so I picked up the pen and wrote it in one go. Looking at the words that flowed like a wave, Steward Niu couldn't help but shake his head and sighed. "With your talent, Brother Wang, if you go to the imperial examination, even if you can't get the first place, at least you will be able to win the ......."

"Imperial examinations?" Wang Yang blinked his eyes, hey, although the cow steward is a little sullen and doesn't know how to speak, but this sentence is quite reasonable. "Let's talk about it later, now my ambition is to have a suite in the capital first."

"That's right, Brother Wang, you don't even have a household registration now, and it's too far to think about the imperial examination." Steward Niu is right to think about it, so far Wang Dacai, who is both civil and military, is still a black household with no household registration.

After the cow steward bragged and farted a few words to Wang Yang, he saw that the rice paper was already dry, so he carefully folded it and carefully put it into his arms to say goodbye.

Wang Yang, on the other hand, pulled out his box from under the bed with a happy face, opened the box, and took out a few changes of clothes covered on it, and there was a small locked box in the box.

After Wang Yang moved it to the desk, he took out the key and opened it, inside, the yellow muddy gold, and the silver shining silver, made the smile on Wang Dacai's face look extraordinarily lewd and obscene.

However, after counting it, the satisfied smile on the face of the old driver Wang was only frustrated. "What's special, it seems that I still have to work hard, I must take down the Bianhe Festival, and at that time, I won't have to worry about running out of money to buy a house."

But fortunately, although I can't rely on my handsome face to eat, I can quickly get wealth by relying on my talent, and it is not a dream to catch up with the United States.

"Mother, why are you so happy?" Liu Yiyi pushed open the door and saw her mother shaking her head there with a piece of rice paper, with a happy face, and couldn't help asking.

"Come on, come on, come on, you take a look at this new word that the cow steward got from the Wushan monk, obediently, it's that people like the old man who don't know much poetry think it's good to look at it, presumably this should be a good work, right?"

"The cow steward is still wandering around the building, how did you get it now......" Liu Yiyi muttered curiously, and took it into his hand to look.

is still the familiar and unique handwriting, and the words on it also make Liu Yiyi raise her eyebrows and like the color. "Autumn colors to the empty boudoir, night sweep sycamore leaves. Who would have thought that the concentric knot would not be formed, and the lovesick knot would be turned into a ......"

Liu Yiyi read it in one go, and couldn't help but show a happy smile on her pretty face. "What a sad and sad fortune operator, mother, daughter is ninety percent sure, as long as the other party can't get the best work from the hands of those famous lyricists in Bianliang, Tokyo, let's Yihong Mansion ......"

PS: Thank you for the fluttering in the shadow of book friends and Xuanyuan Mengxian for your reward and support. I heard that in the heart of every old driver, there is a softest place, but those who get on the bus without buying a ticket will be like a knife, piercing it bloody, please don't let Master Wang, who supports his family by driving, don't even have gas money, come on, let's sing together, come, be happy, recommend, collect, reward......