As Liu Yiyi expected, the song passed on by Xiao Yi brought him a little fame, but also brought him a lot of trouble. {First Reading}

Since the third day of the Lunar New Year, in front of the small courtyard of the Liu family, there have been many people coming and going, except for a few star-chasing clans similar to later generations, the others, most of them are seeking poetry and songs, and among these people, the price of a song given by each family is far higher than ordinary people's expectations, fifty times, sixty times, one hundred times, just yesterday, the most famous flower room in Fengjie, the old bustard of Xinfang Pavilion, a beautiful woman in her forties but still charming, actually raised the price to a sky-high price of one hundred and fifty times.

One hundred and fifty runs, for Liu Yiyi's current identity and family background, a lot. If it is not wasted, it is enough for their family to use it for a lifetime without worry.

But it's a pity that Liu Yiyi, who has another identity, didn't take this Baiguan in his eyes, and like other bustards, Liu Yiyi instructed Xiaoyi and directly blasted her out.

At the same time, Liu Yiyi also indirectly erected a moral model for the people who were worshipping the festival, and regarded money as nothing.

According to Liu Yifan's current family situation, being able to be in front of a huge amount of money of one hundred and fifty yuan, and in front of countless beauties and beauties in Xinfang Pavilion, without changing color, is enough to make many people admire.

"Just him? Cut! After hearing the news, Di Zhizhi pursed her lips with disdain, she didn't believe that Liu Yifan would let go of such a good opportunity. Thinking that at the beginning, Liu Yifan's poems were always Qian Yi, that kid was so happy, if there were really one hundred and fifty in front of him, it would be strange if he was not happy and crazy.

"He's a miser! Hum! Thinking that he had become shriveled and shriveled because he stupidly went to buy Liu Yifan's poems, Di Zhizhi gritted his teeth. That's the amount of money she's been saving for nearly two years.

"However, it's not that this matter, the boss of Xinfang Pavilion. Have you already admitted it? The servant interjected. Since listening to Liu Yifan's "Wolf Falls in Love with Sheep", this little girl has a good impression of Liu Yifan. Rising in a straight line, they have reached the point of admiration and admiration, and every time Liu Yifan is mentioned, her two big eyes will keep flashing with excitement and admiration.

Yes, now that she heard Di Zhizhi saying that she was not an idol in her heart, the little girl began to complain about Liu Yifan.

"Can you believe what a woman says?" It's rude to this girl for the little maid. Di Zhizhi didn't care, her heart. is still thinking about her two silver coins lying in Liu Yifan's arms.

"It doesn't matter if what she says is true or not, but there is always one thing that is not false," Li Ru seemed to glare at the little girl, blaming her for not having rules to interject more, and after seeing the little girl cowardly lower her head. Then he chuckled and said to Di Zhizhi, "That is." That Mr. Yifan really didn't write poems for those flower houses. The effort we spent before. It's in vain. ”

"It's not in vain," Su Chenxi said softly: "Although it is a pity that Mr. Yifan's new work has not been introduced, but this also allows us to see clearly the quality and personality of this Mr. Yifan. ”

Regardless of whether Liu Yifan is the Liu Yi they want to find, just with the talent and bearing he is showing now, Su Chenxi admires him very much, and he can recognize such a person, and this trip to Kuizhou is not in vain.

"Sister Xi'er, you haven't seen that courageless scholar yet, just speak for him like this, you will definitely regret it when you see his hateful appearance in the future!" Seeing that the people in the room seemed to have a good impression of that Liu Yifan, Di Zhizhi was a little angry, and pouted lightly and said to Su Chenxi and Li Ruyi, Liu Yifan's rude appearance in the Di Mansion is not something that anyone can bear. {First Reading}

"Really? Hehe, my sister really wants to meet Mr. Na Yifan now. Seeing Di Zhizhi pouting like a child, Su Chenxi chuckled and said, "Look at how bad he is, he is hated like this by our Zhizhi?" ”

When she first arrived in Difu, Su Chenxi could feel Di Zhizhi's inexplicable disgust for Liu Yifan, and she had a great deal of unstoppable attitude if she didn't drive Liu Yifan away from Difu, and when they asked her why, the little girl blushed a little and said nothing, which made people think about it infinitely.

However, according to common sense, as a teacher in Di Mansion, with the money given by Di Mansion, he can be regarded as half of Di Mansion's subordinates, how dare Liu Yifan offend their eldest lady?

"I expected this result early in the morning, and it was not an accident," Fang Yue'er stopped a pair of slender hands that were stroking the lyre, stood up lightly, walked to the window, looked at the quiet scenery in the back courtyard, and said softly to Qingzhu: "Extraordinary people, do extraordinary things, this Mr. Liu is an extraordinary person." If he really received his mother's money, and then wrote the song, it would be a little more coppery, and a little less far, and it would fall into clichés. ”

"That being said, but, miss, he is so reluctant to make a move, when will we be able to hear his next song again?" Qingzhu lightly took a cup of hot tea, went to their young lady, and said softly: "I really envy the wife of Mr. Liu's family, I can often hear Mr. Liu sing such a beautiful song for her." I heard that this "Wolf Falls in Love with a Sheep" was made by Mr. Liu especially for his wife. ”

"Yes, Mr. Liu should like his wife very much," took a sip of tea, Fang Yue'er's eyes looked a little blurry, the man who was willing to sing for his wife, Liu Yifan was the first one she had ever seen, he was a good husband.

Once upon a time, she also had such extravagant hopes, but with her current status, it is difficult to find a husband who can truly love her in the future.

"Miss, that He Zimei is here again! Would you like to see him? Why don't I go and blow him away again? While thinking about it, Qingzhu whispered in Fang Yue'er's ear, and she saw that on the way to the courtyard, He Zimei was walking with a smile.

In the past few days, He Yan has been running here very diligently, and it seems that he also has the intention of redeeming Fang Yue'er.

"He Gongzi?" Fang Yue'er followed Qingzhu's gaze, and when she saw He Xu's figure, her brows couldn't help frowning, and after thinking about it for a while, she opened her mouth and instructed Qingzhu: "Zhu'er, you go and invite He Gongzi to come in, you have avoided it for so long, if you avoid it again, it will be a little too much." ”

"But, Miss," Qingzhu wanted to say something more, but when she saw that their young lady was looking at her, she closed her mouth again, pouted in response, and turned around and went out. Fang Yue'er also straightened her clothes, sat back next to the piano, and waited for He Xian's arrival.

"Qingzhu, Miss Yue'er's body is good today? I wonder if Xiaosheng can go in and visit today? Looking at Qingzhu who was fierce to himself, He was ashamed and asked her with a chuckle.

"Thanks to He Gongzi's Hongfu, our young lady's wind and cold have been very good, and now she is playing the piano in the Accord, let Liu Gongzi go in." Qingzhu turned over lightly with great reluctance and made an inviting gesture to He Xuan.

For a stinky man like He Wei, who already has a wife at home, but is still bent on taking advantage of their young lady every day, Qingzhu has never had a good face.

"In this way, thank you Miss Yue'er for your love," He Yan showed surprise on his face, and hurriedly handed the food box he was holding to Qingzhu, and said softly: "This is the ginseng soup that Xiaosheng brought to Miss Yue'er today, I bothered Qingzhu to take it to the stove room to warm it up, and then bring it to Miss Yue'er." ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Qingzhu agreed or not, He Wei walked to the Accord where Fang Yue'er lived.

"He Gongzi, please take a seat!" After the two sides saw each other, Fang Yue'er softly asked He Xiao to sit down beside him, and said to He Zimei with a smile: "Yue'er has been unwell these days, and Lao He Gongzi is worried, so he will send some ginseng soup every day." ”

"Miss Yue'er, don't be polite to Xiao Sheng," He Yan looked at Fang Yue'er's delicate face obsessively, so he said softly to Fang Yue'er elegantly: "Seeing that Miss Yue'er's complexion is very good, Xiao Sheng's heart will be put down." ”

"Thank you Gongzi He," Fang Yue'er nodded with a gentle smile, stroked the strings with her slender hand, and a crisp piano sound swayed out, glancing at He Shi, Fang Yue'er opened her mouth and said: "In order to express Yue'er's gratitude in her heart, Yue'er Why Gongzi stroked a tune." Recently, a new song composed by Mr. Di Fuliu is very novel, I wonder if He Gongzi is interested in listening to Yue'er sing it? ”

"Yue'er girl caresses the song, He can't ask for it!" Hearing Fang Yue'er mention Liu Yifan, He Yue'er's face changed slightly, and then said to Fang Yue'er with a smile: "But before that, He still wants to listen to Miss Yue'er's reply to He Mou's previous proposal, I don't know what Miss Yue'er thinks?" ”

"This,"

Can't you avoid it in the end? Fang Yue'er glanced up at He Xuan, and said softly with an embarrassed face: "He Gongzi is grateful for Yue'er's love, but Yue'er was born in the Alley of Fireworks, and when she arrives at He Gongzi's house, I am afraid that it will tarnish He Gongzi's innocent reputation, so I don't want to mention this redemption again, right?" ”

The last day of November