Chapter 13

"Yes, Brother Wang, your tricks are really poisonous." When Steward Niu saw Wang Yang, he nodded with a wry smile on his face. "Alas, every month, the old man has a headache and annoyance......"

"Huh?!" Wang Yang frightened the chrysanthemum by the old man's answer with a chrysanthemum pattern on his face, and when he heard the words behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said Lao Niu, can you stop saying it so awkwardly, big guys, how can there be so many days every month?" Wang Yang, who breathed a sigh of relief, patted the shriveled shoulder of the cow steward and said.

"There's no way, every time the old man comes to this time, he has to go out to buy words......"

"Buy porcelain? What kind of porcelain goods do you have to buy every month? Wang Yang touched his chin and asked curiously. The dishes in our building don't seem to be very bad. ”

Steward Niu looked at Wang Yang in front of him with a black line, and explained helplessly. "It's not porcelain porcelain, but the words of poetry, if there is no good word, how can you attract those Qingliu nobles to come? So, every month, the old man has to find time everywhere and spend a lot of money to buy ......"

Hearing the cow steward's babbling words, Wang Yang waved his hand, and walked straight towards his house in a boring way for less than three steps, his body froze suddenly, and then walked back to the cow steward without turning his head and waist without twisting. "What did you say?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Yang suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared like a ghost, and the cow steward was frightened. "What did I say to me?"

"Repeat what you just said." Wang Yang's eyes were shining with a golden light that was impossible to look at.

Seeing this stunned look, Steward Niu couldn't help but tremble a little. "I said Brother Wang, I didn't offend you......

"Not that. Hurry up, I didn't hear what you said before I was about to leave...... "Wang Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes, damn, is he so terrible? I could only squeeze out a smile and make myself look a little kinder.

"You, oh no, I say, what am I talking about...... Don't worry, I'll think about it......" Steward Niu trembled for a long time before he recalled. "By the way, I said that it is not porcelain porcelain, but the words of poetry, if there is no good word, how can it attract those Qingliu nobles to come? So, every month, the old man has to find time everywhere and spend a lot of money to buy ......"

"Buying a lot?" Wang Yang's eyes widened, and there was a square hole in his pupils that kept spinning copper coins.

"Yes, yes, could it be that Brother Wang, do you know a cultural person?" The cow steward casually echoed with a smile on his face.

"How much is a song?" Wang Yang looked left and right, and dragged the cow steward to the eaves next to him, and his hideous appearance scared the cow steward so that his legs were weak, and he thought that this goods had the intention of robbing.

"As little as five to ten times, as many as thirty or fifty times, if it is a famous handwriting, it is sixty or seventy times or even a hundred times of pen polishing fees." After settling down and making sure that Wang Yang had no intention of robbing himself, the cow steward hurriedly poured beans into the bamboo tube.

"Five to ten, more than thirty or fifty, a famous handwriting, a word is a hundred?!" Wang Yang was shocked, oh no, he was shocked, the hands that were originally holding the cow steward slowly opened, and then the ten fingers slowly made the God of Wealth holding gold ingots, mud horses, it seems that there is still culture, knowledge is wealth.

"That little brother Wang, can I go?" Seeing Wang Yang's hands and ten fingers hooked, and his face was hideous, he asked tremblingly.

"Let's go to the yarn, come here......" Wang Yang, who came back to his senses, showed a very kind and kind expression towards the cow steward. Come on, come on, Steward Niu, Wang will discuss with you......"

"Little Brother Wang, Uncle Wang, little old man, I still have big things to do, let me go."

"Don't talk nonsense, let you come over, I feel disgusted when I look at your old chrysanthemum face, are you still afraid that a handsome young man like me will not be rude to you?" Wang Yang was like dragging a dead dog and dragging the cow steward to the Chase shop where he lived.

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"Hey, Steward Niu, why did you come back so soon?" Liu Yiyi, who was making tea in the room, heard the door ringing, and after calling in, she saw that the cow steward pushed open the door with a hesitant look, and couldn't help asking.

I saw that the cow steward subconsciously shrank his feet, and then he heard something that seemed to be coming from outside the house, which scared the cow steward into a spirit, cleared his throat and saluted Liu Yiyi. "Yiyi girl, the old man just went to find a talented man, oh no, a great talent, I begged for a long time, and finally got a new word from him......"

"Great talent?" When the princess who was sleeping on the couch heard this, she couldn't help but open her eyes and sit up. "Really? I said, old cow, you kid shouldn't be fooling the old body, right? ”

"That, how dare that little one, and the big talent of the family also said, if you think this poem is really bad, you will return it to him, but if you think it is good, at least you have to pay this amount......" Steward Niu scolded Wang Yang in his heart, but he still stretched out his finger and made a gesture.

"A hundred? Which noble lyricist is this who is willing to hand over his masterpiece to you? Liu Yiyi couldn't help but cover her lips in surprise and whispered. Could it be that this cow steward, who has always been unlucky and can't even buy the first third-rate words, can't be lucky?

"Come on, you stunned, have you inquired clearly, which master is that lyricist?" Wang Po was also anxious, so she quickly got up from the couch and walked to the cow steward in two big strides and shouted.

"Then, the name of the lyricist...... "Steward Niu really wanted to report the real name and surname of the guy who threatened him, but when he thought of that stunned temperament, he was still cowardly." He insisted on not wanting to tell him, but said that he didn't want to reveal his name, and writing such words to make the wind and the moon was just a game, so he wouldn't sign it. ”

Hearing this, although Wang Po still looked confused, a flash flashed in Liu Yiyi's eyes, it seems that generally speaking, those high-minded talents would say something like this when they seem to be embarrassed.

"What about words? Show me. Liu Yiyi ignored her mother's doubts, and stretched out her hand to the cow steward to urge......

Liu Yiyi's eyes fell as soon as she fell, and she couldn't help but gasp. But although the calligraphy seems to be a little jerky, the pen is like a sword halberd, and the force penetrates the back of the paper, like a silver hook and iron stroke.

The words in the pen are partial, and there is an indescribable sadness and resentment brewing between emotions and tenderness......

"This, who the hell is this?" Liu Yiyi read it several times, and couldn't help but cover her lips and exhale softly.

"Good daughter, is this poem really good?" Wang Po looked at her daughter with concern, who has been smart since childhood, and can be said to be excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Compared with the poems that the cow steward bought before, they are like leftovers...... Liu Yiyi said categorically.

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