When Liu Yi staggered and rushed home drunk, there was a person waiting quietly in the living room of the Liu family's courtyard.

Fang Yiai, the second son of the Fang family.

Very unexpectedly, Liu Yi glanced through the curtain with some drunken eyes, and glanced at Fang Yiai, it was indeed the Fang Concubine, how did he find here? If you remember it well, after coming to Chang'an, it seems that he has never had any intersection with this second young master, and he has never even touched his face.

"What about Madame and Little Master?" With a hiccup, Liu Yiyi shook his head to change a little soberness, and asked Xiao Yi who was waiting on the side.

"Back to the master," Xiao Yi bent over and replied: "Early this morning, Mrs. Luo from the General's Mansion came over, saying that she missed her daughter and little grandson, so she directly picked up the lady and the little young master." ”

"Oh," nodded lightly, and glanced at Fang Yiai through the crack in the window, Liu Yiyi raised his hand and pointed lightly, and then asked Xiao Yi, "When did the Fang boy in the living room arrive at home?" Did you mention this? ”

"Just after noon, Fang Gongzi arrived, and when he saw that the master had not come back, he had been waiting in the hall," Xiao Yi said softly: "As for the purpose of Fang Gongzi's coming to the house, Xiao Yi once asked, but Fang Gongzi just smiled and did not answer. ”

"Oh, okay, you go down first, go get some tea." Raising his hand and lightly adjusting the clothes on his body, Liu Yi waved his hand to beat Xiaoyi down, stepped up, and entered the living room all the way.

"Jiake came to the door, let the house and the horse wait for a long time, it's really rude!" chuckling and arching his hand into the door, Liu Yiyi politely apologized, and stretched out his hand to signal the newly erected Fang Yiai to take a seat.

"Mr. Yifan!" Seeing the main owner coming back, Fang Yiai stood up lightly, bowed his hand and saluted Liu Yiyi, the clothes on his body were half-through, and the hot sweat on his forehead flowed. In the living room of Liufu for half an hour, it can be regarded as the second young master of the Fang family. It's warmed up thoroughly. Growing up, how could he have ever spent a moment in such a rough and stuffy little hall?

If it weren't for the fact that he was trying to win the battle against the eldest grandson and regain some of the dignity he had once lost, he would not have come to this kind of place and suffered this sin.

"The name of the house. The students were in Chang'an during this time. I have heard a lot. "Please sit down. On the right side of the basement of the house bereavement. Liu Yiyi said lightly. complimented Fang Lao Er lightly: "I am fortunate to meet Fang Jie in person today." It's a blessing for students. The luck of the otaku. ”

"Oh? Hehe. Mr. Yifan said it seriously. It's just a name. It's not worth worrying about. He took a sip of herbal tea. Fang Yiai smiled and waved his hand. He Liu said politely: "Compared to Mr. Yifan's reputation in Chang'an City. Fang is ashamed of himself. Mr. Yifan's previous lyrics. It's my father. It's also often on the lips. Praise. ”

"The house horse has won the prize. Students are ashamed! "Looking at the house and the love soaked in the ground. A smile appeared at the corner of Liu Yiyi's mouth. instructed Xiao Yi to serve some more herbal tea. I don't want to be so polite with him anymore. Then he said bluntly: "I don't know if the house horse is coming today." But what are the commands? Something. Fang Ma Ke said bluntly"

"Actually. It's not a big deal. "To get to the point. Fang Yiai poured a sip of herbal tea again. opened his mouth and said: "It's Her Royal Highness the princess who loves music. Ping Suli is even more respectful of Mr. Yifan's lyrics and songs. He was very glad. A few more days. caught up with the birthday of Her Royal Highness the Princess. So. Fang wanted to get a song from Mr. Yifan. Congratulations to Her Royal Highness the Princess. I don't know Mr. Yifan. May help one

"Oh?" Gao Yang's girl's birthday? This house is quite loved? Liu Yiyi glanced up at Fang Yiai. I saw his eyes fluttering. The heart is weak and angry. Most of them are falsehoods. But it's not true. It doesn't have much to do with itself. Liu Yiyi took a sip of tea. The wine is rising in the belly. Some dizziness. I don't want to deal with Fang Yiai anymore. Then he asked directly: "Since Fang Fuma has opened his mouth." It's hard for students to refuse. But there are rules to this business. The house horse is both a song. The cost of the pen is also self-sufficient."

"Fifty gold! It's a fixed amount. He took out a piece of yellow gold from his sleeve and put it on the table. Fang Yiai said loudly: "As long as the song is good enough." Fang Mou also has a lot of thanks! ”

"Well, I'm so embarrassed," he said, holding the gold on the table, with a hint of greed on his face, "In this way, the students are greedy for money." ”

Put away the fifty gold closely, and under the slightly contemptuous and contemptuous gaze of Fang Yiai, Liu Yiyi took advantage of the wine in his belly, stood up from the chair, and said: "There is a song, it is a new work for students, iron and tender, farewell concubine, I want to come to Her Royal Highness Princess Gaoyang will be happy." The students are singing for the horses! ”

Standing upright, after a little brewing, Liu Yiyi raised his voice:

I stood in the gale, and I hated to be able to wash away the heartache

Look at the sky and the clouds move in all directions

With the sword in hand, ask who is the hero in the world

There are a thousand charms in the world

I love you alone

When sad parting, there is no one on the road differently

How many years of love were buried in a hurry

In my heart, you are the most loyal, joy, sorrow, and life and death

You exchange tenderness for my affection

You are the most loyal in my heart, and my tears rush to the sky

In the next life, he should also be the hero, and return to the sunset

Farewell to my concubine, iron-clad tenderness, through drunkenness, Liu Yi sang loudly, and directly showed the sad momentum of the overlord's tenderness, reluctant to leave the love, and showed it vividly, attracting the love of the house on the side, and couldn't help but want to scream hard, singing loudly, Xiao Yi, who had been waiting outside, was even more confused, and when he looked at their master through the door and window, the worship in his eyes was infinite.

"Good words! Good song! Farewell my concubine! Outside the gate of Liufu, the eldest grandson, who was sipping chilled grapes in the carriage, couldn't help but open his eyes, slammed the table and praised, the blood in his heart was ignited by the singing of the willow in a flash, iron bones, not leaving the tenderness, this is the real man!

is different from the song "Childhood" I heard in the palace in the morning, this song "Farewell My Concubine" is a man's song. Getting up and sitting up straight, the eldest grandson's eyes were shining. Fang Cai's laziness and sleepiness disappeared without a trace, and he stared at the Liu family's small mansion again, with interest in his eyes.

A person who can write this kind of music and can have such feelings can be a vulgar person?

"Youcai, let's be here today, let's go home." I could hear the singing in the willow house stop. The eldest grandson slowly lay down again, reclined on the soft couch in the carriage, pinched a grape and put it in his mouth, and gave an order to the eldest grandson Youcai, who was sitting in front of the carriage.

"Young master, aren't we here to ask for lyrics, what?" Hearing the young master's command, the eldest grandson Youcai glanced back at their young master with some surprise, Fang Yiai had already obtained the lyrics from Mr. Yifan, but the young master is now going back to the house, could it be that the young master wants to admit defeat?

"Mouthy!" Leng snorted. The eldest grandson turned over on his side, knowing that the eldest grandson was also kind, so he said softly: "Mr. Yifan is already drunk. If you want to ask for a song, let's come back in the evening, it's the same. ”

"Yes, young master, young master wise!" Suddenly, in his heart, the eldest grandson Youcai slapped their young master on the back. After that, he rode his horse and whipped up, and drove the carriage quietly away from the street where the willow house was located. In the living room of the Liu family, after the song ended, regardless of the stunned and excited look of the widow, Liu Yiyi felt that his forehead was dizzy, his eyelids became heavier, and his feet were soft, so he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"Sir. Master! "I heard movement in the house. Xiao Yi hurriedly pushed the door in, and gently lifted their master up on the chair on the side of the recline. Call softly.

"Mr. Yifan is drunk," was awakened by Xiao Yidi's voice, Fang Yiai turned his head and glanced at Liu Yiyi, and then took out another piece of gold from his arms, handed it to Xiao Yi, and said: "This is the cost of polishing the pen for your master, when your master wakes up, let him thank you on my behalf." ”

"Wow, a lot of money," took the gold in a daze, Xiao Yi was a little confused, this, there is always a hundred gold, since she was a child, she has never seen so much gold once, this Fang Gongzi, so generous.

"Huh?" Seeing Xiao Yi's stupid appearance when he looked at the gold, Fang Yiai couldn't help but shake his head lightly, is it really not a family, don't enter a family, this Liufu people, are they all so money-loving? first Liu Yifan, and then their family's maid, it's a pity that he has such talent.

Vulgar! I never thought I was very elegant in my love, and for the first time, I felt that I was not bad.

Ignoring the little girl's send-off, after throwing the gold into the hands of the little girl, Fang Yiai hurried out of the door of the Liufu mansion, and couldn't stand the scorching heat in the house.

"These days, my godmother's complexion is getting better and better." In the back house of Luo's mansion, in the garden pavilion, Zhang Chuchu chuckled and said in front of Mrs. Luo, the old lady's face was ruddy, her breath was heavy, and she looked a lot more energetic.

"It's all the good fortune of the old man's virtuous son-in-law," holding Xiao Bao'er in his arms, Luo Qi's face was kind, and he said in a loud voice: "If it weren't for the set of qigong methods taught by Yifan, for the bones of the mother's body, I don't know when I will be able to sit in the pavilion like now, speaking of which, Yifan's virtuous son-in-law is still the great benefactor of the mother, hehe"

"Godmother, don't talk like that," stopped Luo Qi's words, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the corner of Xiao Bao'er's forehead, and Zhang Chuchu said softly: "To be able to help the godmother and let the godmother suffer less sins, that is the duty of us as children, the godmother is so polite, isn't she pushing us out?" ”

"Sister Zhang is right," Di Zhizhi held a circle of embroidery in her hand, and also interjected on the side, "It's all a family, so don't thank you like this, it looks like a raw thing." ”

"Uh, you two girls, aren't you here to be a mother, hehe," chuckling disappreciatively, Luo Qishi glanced down at Di Zhizhi's stomach, and said, "It's been almost two months, and Zhizhi's stomach still hasn't reacted at all?" ”

"Mother, why are you here again?" Di Zhizhi's little face blushed for a while, put down the needle and thread in his hand, and glanced at his mother-in-law with disgust, very speechless, from getting married, to now, more than two months of hard work, the old lady has to ask every day, it's really true. This is not a matter of planting crops and playing tricks. What can be said to be there?

"Hehe, isn't my mother also in a hurry?" Directly filtered Di Zhizhi's dissatisfaction, Luo Qi's coaxed Xiao Bao'er, and whispered: "The Luo family has a bloodline now, this has finally become a family matter, of course the mother wants to hug her grandson as soon as possible, and follow the incense of the next generation." You two. You have to work hard for your mother, if it comes to next year, your mother can't hold her grandson, and your mother can't spare you."

Like the sunset, Di Zhizhi lowered his head, and his face burned red.

"And Yifan," with a straight look, the old lady turned her head to look at Zhang Chuchu again, and said, "Teaching in the palace is not a long-term solution. It is the right way to regain a fame and come back early. After a slight pause, the old lady continued: "Yifan, that kid." Everything is good, but the temperament is a little indifferent, I don't like to fight with others in everything, I have a little less motivation and hard work, and I have to persuade more on weekdays, whether it is for Wenchen. is still in and out of the general, as long as Yifan nods his head, according to his talent, coupled with the relationship in our house, casually making a difference, it is a hundred times stronger than being in the palace. ”

"Let the godmother bother," he could hear the meaning of care in the old lady's words, and Zhang Chuchu said softly: "I wrote it down in my heart, but. The husband still has filial piety in his body. If you want to make a career, join the office. It's going to take two years to win fame."

"Obeying filial piety and observing festivals is what the son of man should do," nodded lightly, and Luo Qi said softly: "But in life, sometimes, don't be too rigid about etiquette, if you miss Yifan's good future because of this, even if the second elder of the in-laws has knowledge, he must be unwilling." ”

"Well, what the godmother said is true," Zhang Chuchu said lightly: "After I go back later, I will say this to my husband." ”

"Well, when it's okay, let Yifan also go to your Uncle Qin, Uncle Cheng and Jingde to walk around, visit the door, chat, and reminisce about old feelings," Glancing at Zhang Chuchu, Mrs. Luo continued: "Your three uncles, although they are old, the words they say still have some weight. Some things that seem to be the top of the sky at the bottom, they touch their lips and do it if they can't say it. ”

Saying these words, it shows that Luo Qi's family of three has sincerely regarded Liu Yifan and Zhang Chuchu as their family members, and in their words, the meaning of care and love is quite strong.

"Yes, godmother!"

"Also, the lyrics and songs are together, and it is okay to entertain yourself, as for the matter of selling words and writing songs, don't do it again in the future," Luo Qi's mouth did not stop, and then said: "The way of the side door is not the right way after all, and the reputation is not very good, and it will be hindered in the future, if there is a shortage of money at home in the future, you can come to the house to withdraw it directly, it is all a family, and there is no need to be embarrassed." ”

Although Luo Qi also loves to listen to music and compose music, she is extremely reluctant to let her son-in-law be the person who writes and sells music.

"Yes, godmother!" Sincerely bent over to salute Luo Qi's family, Zhang Chuchu said with emotion: "There is still a matter of the husband, let the godmother bother." ”

"In my heart, you are the most loyal, joyful, and sorrowful, and share life and death

You exchange tenderness for my affection

You are the most loyal in my heart, and my tears rush to the sky

In the next life, he should also be the hero and return to the sun."

In the study of the house, Fang Xuanling was composing a tune while composing a song, and singing with the sound in his mouth, that is, the taste of Fang Yiai was a little wrong, but the tragic and heroic atmosphere between the words could not be stopped, and it went straight to the sky, so that Fang Xuanling, who was passing by the courtyard of the study, stopped his steps at once, moved lightly, and approached the door of the study to listen.

"Zijun, who composed the song you just hummed?" When the voice of Fang Xuanling's love stopped, and stopped writing in the inkstone, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but push the door in, and asked the second child of their family.

"Daddy!" Seeing the old man come in, Fang Yiai was busy getting up to salute, asking the old man to sit down, and after listening to the old man's question, he turned around and handed over the music he had just written, and said softly: "This is the song that the child just asked for from Mr. Yifan, called "Farewell My Concubine", Dad, please take a look." ”

"Liu Yifan?" Fang Xuanling's mind couldn't help but appear that the thin scholar who was indifferent and fearless and unfazed, reached out to take the song handed by the second child, and looked down.

"What a sword in hand, ask the world who is the hero!" Old man Fang high-fived and praised, worthy of being the person valued by Old Man Zhao, in one sentence, Zhang showed a fearless momentum and pride.

"That Liu Yifan, after all, is not a thing in the pool, if you have time, Jun'er can't help but be close to him" to clean up his mood, slowly put away the score, handed it back to Fang Er's hand, and explained in a whisper, Fang Xuanling turned around and walked out again, not noticing at all, behind his back, their second child's comments on him, pouting with disdain