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After returning from Ruyi Building, he once again felt that he was inadequate, so that Chen Qi repeatedly provoked, and he didn't fight back much, just pretending to smile.

The words are not well written, and the scriptures can't be said, if Yu Zixuan says that the 5000-year history of Huaguo, it can be blown for a few days without the second pot head, but here is the Great Zhou, the history is too different, and it is not on the same line at all.

Moreover, Yu Zixuan is now beginning to regret it, why should he pretend to compose poems and lyrics.

Yes, it is estimated that it will not be peaceful in the future, and villains like Chen Qi will definitely come out one after another to trouble themselves.

After all, his previous reputation was too bad, and in this world, no matter where he walks, if he wants to gain the respect of others, he must be stronger than others. Iron still depends on its own hardness, let alone writing poetry?

Now that Anyang has spread all over the world, after Yu Zixuan fell into the water, his brain was enlightened and he could compose poems. Yu Zixuan still remembered that Mo Siming came to him yesterday and said that he wanted to be smart, and asked himself if he had met a fairy in the water, and he would jump down another day to see. Fortunately, Zixuan pulled him and repeatedly assured that he had learned from reading books, so he couldn't do it.

However, the most common scene in the past few days is that Mo Siming and a few people are swaggering around with Yu Zixuan's poems, this is written by my brother Zixuan, do you see?

In fact, Yu Zixuan still wanted to go out for a walk, but even the people in the house looked at him strangely, and they wanted to find out, and after thinking about it, they still forgot it. It's like this at home, and the outside is probably going to treat yourself as a monkey.

Yue'er has been getting happier and happier recently, the young master is not good at writing poetry, and he has become more motivated, and he spends most of his day reading books. Although she was often teased and teased by the young master, Yue'er was very happy.

No, just now the lady instructed herself to bring sour plum soup to the young master.

"Young master, Madam personally cooked sour plum soup for you, hurry up and drink it."

As soon as the words fell, Yue'er stepped on the lotus step and walked in quietly. The corners of his eyebrows couldn't hide a smile, and his cherry mouth pursed slightly.

Those people outside are really, always talking nonsense about my young master. When the young master reads the book, he doesn't know how much to pay attention to.

Tsk, this girl is developing well. Look at the bulging place, the good guy is only fourteen years old, and he will be the size of a pear, and he will have it in a few years.

Yu Zixuan smiled slightly, looked at Yue'er narrowly, and pointed to the bowl of sour plum soup, "I'm tired of writing, you can feed me." ”

Really, I want to be fed again......

For such a request, Yue'er has been accustomed to it in the past few days, she is the young master's personal maid, and it is her duty to do these things. Besides, every time Yu Zixuan asked for these and that, the little girl was still very happy in her heart.

In the scorching summer, the considerate and lovely little maid fed herself spoonful by spoon. Smelling the innocent fragrance of the little girl, Yu Zixuan only felt that this evil feudal society was really good, too pleasant.

"Life must be happy."

As soon as Yu's father stepped into the house, he was not very happy and a little annoyed when he saw this scene. His son himself knows that although it is rumored that Yu Zixuan has changed his sexuality, he laughed at it, hum, do you think I don't know what you are doing? Read a book at home for a few days, be honest for a few days, and after a while, I don't know how to make trouble.

However, just when Yu Zixuan was about to scold, he heard Yu Zixuan's inadvertent sentence "Life must be happy", but it made his slightly angry heart endure. The Yu family is actually a scholarly family, and Yu's father is naturally educated and has read the articles of the sages, although he has not been promoted, but it does not hinder his understanding of beautiful poems.

This sentence "life must be happy", even people without literary cultivation will feel good. So, he changed his tone.

"Ahem."

Hearing the voice, the master and servant turned their heads to look, Yue'er hurriedly stopped the spoon in her hand, walked to the side and saluted.

Hey, I'm old, and I'm still doing this eavesdropping thing, really.

Forget it, who told me to call you daddy. Yu Zi looked at his father puzzled, "Father is looking for me, I don't know what is the matter?" ”

Yu's father said, "Can't I come to see you if it's okay?" Ruo glanced at Yue'er on the side meaningfully, "Or are you afraid of me seeing something unsightly?" ”

Yue'er lowered her head, she didn't dare to gasp, it's over, it seems that the old man is angry again, what should I do, should I go and inform Madame?

"Come less." Yu Zixuan didn't care about his father's pretense, "Let's just say what's wrong." ”

"Tonight, the old lady of the Luo family has a big birthday, you go with me, and by the way, Miss Luo will accompany her. Then I will send for you. The words he had prepared at the beginning suddenly forgot to say it, but he just informed him, ignored Yu Zixuan's questioning eyes, and left after speaking.

The old lady of the Luo family has a big birthday?

Tsk, how many gifts do you have to receive, yes, gifts. Shouldn't I also get some kind of gift to make the old man happy and trick Luo Lan back, it seems that Luo Lan is quite good-looking.

Gold, silver and jade, antique calligraphy and painting? It's nerve-wracking.

"Now that it's all decided, why do you still have an inquiring tone, a strong family owner, and a feudal old-fashioned." Yu Zixuan muttered a few words.

"Poof."

Yue'er looked at Yu Zixuan with a pair of big shining eyes. I really don't understand, why can't the young master talk to the master if he is such a kind person.

"What kind of eyes do you little girl?" Yu Zixuan pointed to the sour plum soup that he hadn't finished drinking, "Come on, Young Master Ben hasn't drunk enough yet." ”

……

The Luo family has been a scholarly family for generations, and it has some relationship with the Yu family, and the old lady of the Luo family studied by his grandfather when he was young, and there was a teacher-student friendship. Although the Yu family is not as brilliant as before, with this relationship, the two families have always been on good terms until Yu Dashao......

However, Yu Dashao is nothing, and it is not his intention to pull Luo Lan into the water, young man, it will be over when the time comes.

At this time, in the inner house of the Luo family, a little girl in blue walked quickly towards the house with broken steps, and as soon as she entered the door, she said, "Miss, Miss." I inquired clearly, that, this song is only because it is in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world. It was indeed made by Yu Zixuan. It shouldn't be fake. ”

"That's weird." The corners of Luo Lan's eyebrows furrowed, and she pinched the little girl's pretty nose again, "You, what do you call Yu Zixuan's color embryo?" If this is going to get out, I don't know what people will say. ”

"He Yu Zixuan still wants others to help him pass it on, who doesn't know his good wife in Man Anyang......" The little girl pinched the corner of her clothes and muttered to herself.

The words were not loud, Luo Lan could just hear it, and glanced at the little girl angrily, "Okay, today is grandpa Tai's birthday, and there will be a banquet for guests in the evening, and the Yu family father and son will definitely come over at that time, take care of your mouth, don't say it again." ”

Thinking back to the first time I saw Yu Zixuan that day, it was not as unbearable as the rumors, and he was quite good-looking. In the end, he was pulled into the water, and when I think about it, the back of my hand seems to be a little hot, and it is the first time that I have been caught by a man other than my family when I grow so big.

If he apologizes in the evening, will I accept it or not?

No, I asked if he wrote this poem or not.

PS: Originally, I wanted to print the contract one by one, and I said a few words to the young woman to give me a discount......