Chapter Eighty-Five: Water Leitun (Answer)

Luo Yijiu leaned closer to Song Yu again and whispered, "Uncle, are you okay?" One hundred taels! ”

Zhu Yufeng listened: "One hundred taels, it's enough for you to eat several meals in Juyouge, let's go!" ”

Song Yu hurriedly agreed: "Yes, Ninth Prince, it is also feasible for us to go to Juyou Pavilion." ”

Luo Yijiu glanced at Zhu Yufeng and Song Yudao with disdain: "Uncle, your romantic name is gone, the beauty is not moved at the moment, and we are embarrassed by the face of the merry gentleman!" One hundred taels I'm out! ”

Luo Yijiu took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels and handed it to the woman: "Answer the question, come, see if the three of us can get the eyes of Miss Yanyun." ”

The woman took the silver ticket and led the three of them to the third floor, there was a stage at the entrance of the third floor, and a woman on the stage stroked the piano, the sound of the piano was melodious, and there was a little depression, a little dissatisfaction, and a little resentment.

Luo Yijiu raised his eyebrows and staggered in a blink of an eye, entering this kind of place is destined to be depressed for a lifetime, different from the dancers downstairs.

It's not that Luo Yijiu is cold-hearted, but in today's environment, you don't have the ability to change, you don't have the ability to fight, you have to learn to take care of yourself, and do your best to cherish yourself, instead of giving up and wasting yourself.

This may be a big deal, but mindset is important. The dancers on the first floor are in the same situation, but they work hard to live, live seriously, and integrate their yearning into their lives. Whether they are in the mud or not, such people deserve respect.

Because it's not easy to live. Thinking about the soul of war, she shouldn't waste her right to live.

The woman led the three of them to a large room: "Wait a minute, three. ”

Then he knocked on the door and entered the room, and after a while, a female voice of a warbler was heard in the room.

"Question 1: A tree is planted in the mouth, neither sleepy nor stupid, if you guess that it is an apricot, you haven't guessed it yet. Type a word. ”

Luo Yijiu felt that looking at Zhu Yufeng, Zhu Yufeng's eyelids jumped, and said, "Shu." Bundles of bondage. ”

"Question 2: The eldest uncle went to the second uncle's house to find the third uncle, the fourth uncle was deceived by the fifth uncle, went to the sixth uncle's house to steal, the seventh uncle put it in the eighth uncle's cabinet, and the ninth uncle borrowed the tenth uncle and gave the eleventh uncle wages. Who is stealing? Whose money does it belong to? ”

Zhu Yufeng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Song Yu, and Song Yusheng began to repeat the topic.

Luo Yijiu Yile, I will do this, and then said: "The fourth uncle stole it, and the money is nine moxibustion." ”

Song Yu looked up at Luo Yijiu when he heard this, glanced at Zhu Yufeng, and turned his head to look at the door.

"Question 3: Make a poem, with chrysanthemum as the theme."

Luo Yijiu listened and said: "You have to have a standard, no matter how good I do, you can't, isn't this a pit person?" ”

Zhu Yufeng turned his head to look away, although he was suspicious, but was it really good to come out so aggressively? Then he quietly moved to the side, as if trying to tell others that he didn't know her.

Song Yu also silently took a big step back. Then the door opened, and the woman who led the way came out and said, "Childe, every time you pass the level, the poetry couplets will be posted on the wall behind you for everyone to enjoy, and there will be no chance of indiscriminate filling and deliberate erasure." ”

The woman beckoned, and a girl came next to her, holding a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and put it on the table opposite the door.

The woman: "The son can compose poems, it's done, and the four people next to him are Lushe, Qihua, Qingping, and the geniuses of Guozijian, and they will give tasting." ”

Luo Yijiu glanced at the four of them, don't really be a bachelor with a high level of talent.

Luo Yijiu turned his head to look at Zhu Yufeng and found that Zhu Yufeng was at least an arm's length away from her, and Song Yu was even more likely to run to the table behind her.

Luo Yijiu smoked, her literary literacy is not high, this is difficult, she can only plagiarize the wisdom of Xianrao, hey! The benefits of crossing the stream, it's hard if you don't want to pretend to be forced.

Luo Yijiu looked at Zhu Yufeng, Zhu Yufeng turned his head to look at the house and looked at the flowers, but he didn't look at Luo Yijiu.

"Fengfeng, hold a pen, don't know how to compose poetry, you can't write or write!"

Zhu Yufeng coughed dryly and said: "The ninth prince is talented, and he is willing to serve the son." ”

finished, walked to the table, flattened the paper, dipped the pen in ink, raised his eyes to look at Luo Yijiu, and signaled that she was okay.

Song Yu quietly walked to the side again, he was afraid of being affected.

Luo Yijiu glanced at him, and his disgusted look was undoubtedly revealed, Wait for me to come out, let you worship me, and pretend that this is the invisible buff of the traverser.

Luo Yijiu took a step forward, then lowered his head and groaned, raised his head and said: "When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom." The incense array penetrates Jing'an, and the city is full of golden armor. (Changed the word, the plot needs it)

Zhu Yufeng listened, raised his eyes to look at Luo Yijiu, pursed his lower lip, and wrote down the poem.

Song Yu also walked over and clapped his hands: "The ninth prince is only eight years old, I really admire it." ”

The four students next to him also applauded and congratulated, and eagerly discussed.

Luo Yijiu glanced at the words written by Zhu Yufeng and said: "Fengfeng is a little less murderous, but he is constantly soft-hearted in the Yellow Forest, beware of planting his head." ”

Luo Yijiu finished and turned to the woman: "It can be regarded as passing, and you may have a glimpse of the beauty of the Yanyun girl." ”

The woman smiled slightly: "Childe is good at learning, please." Pushing the door open, leading Luo Yijiu inside.

Zhu Yufeng was stunned when he heard Luo Yijiu's words, and smiled again, yes, he was too indecisive, not as neat as a woman. He lifted his feet and went into the house.

When Song Yu also entered the house, the woman who led the way exited the house and closed the door by the way.

The layout of the room was spacious, Luo Yijiu walked to the table and sat down, and even a goose-yellow figure came out behind the curtain.

Luo Yijiu was very happy when he saw it, it was really stunning. This is without a beauty filter, beautiful, comparable to Sister Lin.

Zhu Yufeng and Song Yu sat on both sides, looking at the light in Luo Yijiu's eyes, which one is a woman! It's just a pervert.

Zhu Yufeng turned his head to look at Yanyun, it is undeniable that she is a beauty, but she doesn't have to... Forget it, he's not interested in a woman from this background, no matter how beautiful it is, he just looks at it.

Song Yu just looked at the smoke and clouds, and then picked up the tea and drank it. Only Luo Yijiu stared at the smoke and clouds tightly.

Yanyun has never seen anyone, he has long been accustomed to all kinds of eyes, brushed his body and bowed, and asked to open his throat: "Yanyun has seen three sons, do you want to listen to music or chop dance?" ”

Luo Yijiu said excitedly: "It's okay, you like to come like that, I don't choose, I just see the person, and the rest is included." ”

Zhu Yufeng covered his face with his hands, and Luo Yijiu saw it: "Fengfeng, don't cover it, people don't know you, and people who come out of this door may not necessarily take care of you." ”

"Ahem, the ninth prince is."

Song Yu excused: "Jiugongzi's poems are good, but I didn't expect that although Jiugongzi is old, he is already both civil and military." ”

Luo Yijiu looked at him: "Uncle Yu, don't praise me, I don't praise me, I'm afraid that if you praise me, I will be scared, and I will hit you as soon as I get stuck." ”

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