The old bustard stared at Mingyue and Cui'er, Cui'er hid behind Mingyue with a nervous expression, the two of them grabbed their hands tightly together, the old bustard rolled his eyes clearly, his ambiguous eyes flashed, and he said unhappily: "Little brother, Cui'er is the future Oiran of Yixiangyuan, and she is the money partner of Yixiangyuan, how can she be willing to give it?" ”

Mingyue frowned, very dissatisfied with the price of the old bustard's sitting, and said quite unhappily: "Is my mother deceiving me to be young and ignorant, and I have no backing, Ming people don't say dark words, although I am dressed in tatters, it does not mean that I am really poor and sour, I buy a prostitute for seventy taels, how many people can have this courage in Chaoyang County?" Old Master Ge's family has a big business, isn't he also thinking twice? ”

The old bustard can't eat the real or fake of Mingyue. Let's talk about wealth, this body of ragged clothes is three miles away from the wind; Let's talk about being poor and sour, the momentum of this body is close to people; wants to raise the price again, but she is afraid that a big man will run out to wear small shoes for her; I want to do it, but I'm afraid that I will easily let go of a big fat sheep.

When the old bustard was suspicious, he heard a suspicious voice from under the stairs: "Yo, isn't this the little brother of the Zhou family?" Why didn't your son-in-law come along? Didn't you go to discuss poetry and tea with Xie Zhichun again? ”

Luo Gongzi, who was rich and noble, was happily playing a folding fan that should not have been played in winter, and the old god was looking up at the bottom of the stairs, obviously talking to the bright moon, but a pair of eyes were staring straight at the red peony, as if a hook grew inside.

Mingyue waved her hand enthusiastically, and scolded the old bustard who was still hesitating: "Why don't you go and get the deed?" Then prepare a table in the box and let Brother Luo and I have a drink. ”

The old bustard stared at Luo Gongzi, and then looked at the bright moon, looking at the situation, the two did know each other, and they were very warm, although this Luo Gongzi was born as a businessman, but he often went to the capital to string relatives, no one knew who his relatives were, what kind of official he did, only knew that he had been in the palace five years ago, tasted 7749 delicacies, and after coming back, he founded the Luo family's Zhenwei Fang in one fell swoop, and since then he has been invincible in the restaurant in Chaoyang County.

Even if Luo Gongzi is approachable, kind and warm, often pays attention to "convincing people with virtue", and even in line with the psychology of "suffering is a blessing", people still hold the mentality of preferring to be polite and dare not offend, and dare not hit his crooked ideas.

The old bustard's brain turned three hundred and sixty times, and he pondered in his heart, since this poor boy was familiar with Luo Gongzi, he was naturally not the master who rubbed and kneaded the circle at will, and then accepted the last trace of greed, replaced it with a bright chrysanthemum face, and let Mingyue and Luo Gongzi go to Cui'er's room again, and handed over Cui'er's deed to Mingyue for good wine and meat.

Xiaocui is self-serving, naturally can no longer be a wine accompaniment, Mingyue asked Xiaocui to hide in the back room, and she and Luo Gongzi had a chat with each other, and her heart was as anxious as carbon, for fear that the old bustard would regret breaking his promise.

Mingyue was in a hurry, but Luo Gongzi was not in a hurry, he respectfully poured a glass of wine for Mingyue, and politely said: "Brother Zhou, come, have a drink, last time I had a brief reunion with Zhou Gongzi, Luo only hated to meet with Brother Tai and hated it late, and I knew in my heart that "Ten Fragrance Poems" was not the credit of the eldest son, but the credit of Brother Tai alone. ”

Mingyue pushed the wine Gu forward, and said, "Brother Luo, the junior brother is not strong enough to drink, don't make a mistake, Brother Luo has something to say." ”

Luo Gongzi's face was not entertained, and he raised the wine cup in front of Mingyue and scolded: "Brother Zhou looks down on Luo? If you don't drink together, what are brothers? ”

Mingyue gently sniffed the smell of wine wafting from her nose, and secretly said in her heart, the wine culture is really broad and profound, not only ancient and modern, but also enjoyable, if you don't drink, I'm afraid that you will even overturn all the good words in front of you, if the old bustard knows, she and Cui'er, I'm afraid that even Yixiangyuan can't get out.

Mingyue raised her wine glass in amazement, followed the appearance of Luo Gongzi, drank a small Gu wine into her mouth, and wanted to take the opportunity to drink tea to spit it out, but she didn't expect this Luo Gongzi to look straight at Mingyue, Mingyue only felt that the wine in her mouth was spicy, and it rolled directly into her throat and stomach like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and suddenly the whole little face was white and red, like a red plum tree blooming in the snow, which was very attractive.

Mingyue shook her head, knowing that if she was entangled by the surname Luo again, she was afraid that she would not even have the strength to walk out of Yixiang Courtyard, so she simply looked obsessed and went straight to Luo Gongzi's heart and asked: "Luo Gongzi, seeing that the red peony girl is lukewarm or cold to you, not salty or light, isn't it that the poem last time was unsatisfactory, and Luo Gongzi didn't get the beauty as he wished?" ”

Luo Gongzi sighed, and beat the cool fan "pop", and wrote eight ink characters on it neatly with the calligraphy worker: "The heart is as simple as a simple, and the person is as light as a chrysanthemum", the overall elegance is completely inconsistent with the oily Luo Gongzi, but the word "cheap-person" in the middle is quite intriguing.

Luo Gongzi's face was sad and sad, like a resentful woman in the boudoir who was suspicious of spring and twilight in autumn, and like a talented man who was born at the wrong time and had no talent, he ate a cup of wine with infinite nostalgia and sighed: "Sage Cloud, life encounters, fleeting and business, if you don't see each other for a few days, you will be different from heaven and earth, and you will be embarrassed." Some time ago, Luo's uncle was sad, and he hurriedly returned to Beijing, and when he returned to Chaoyang County, the red peony girl had a deep relationship with the world's great literary saint Jiang Duan, so that Luo was not sad, and after careful investigation, he had to sigh that this Jiang Dusk was indeed literary and graceful, and he deserved the reputation of a literary saint. ”

Mingyue couldn't help but be stunned, no wonder the red peony spring breeze was proud, it turned out that she caught her self-righteous golden beetle son-in-law, but who knows if this Jiang Du will be like Du Shi Niang's Li Jia, but just use the wind and dust woman as an embellishment to promote his merry and talented name or romantic life?

Luo Gongzi took a sip of Gu wine again, and muttered: "It's difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are left, the spring silkworms are dead, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry......."

Mingyue was stunned for a while, isn't this poem Li Shangyin's poem? How did it come to be here?

Before Mingyue could ask, Luo Gongzi had already swept the man into tears and said: "Jiang Du really lives up to his reputation, she is not a woman, but she can hit the woman's heart with a word, and she is worthy of his name as a literary saint, Luo Mou is convinced." ”

Mingyue knew in her heart, I was afraid that this Jiang Dui was the same as herself, she was a person who had crossed over, and she had nothing to do for a living, so she became the most shameless "thief" in her previous life (although she was also a "thief" after crossing over, and she was even better), and she also gained a reputation as a literary saint.

Mingyue couldn't help but feel sad for Luo Gongzi, competing with the 5,000-year-old culture, and he was unjustly defeated.

Mingyue thought that Luo Gongzi would borrow wine to drown his sorrows, even if he didn't spit out bitterness and tears of emotional sorrow to himself, at least he had to have the appearance of falling out of love, but Luo Gongzi suddenly put his mouth to Mingyue's ear and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhou, it is said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and they lost to Jiang Dui, but Brother Luo was blessed by misfortune." ”

Luo Gongzi secretly looked around, a villain's appearance, took out a silver ticket, pointed to the two hundred taels of silver handwriting on it and said with a smile: "Brother Tai, I didn't use your "Ten Fragrance Poems" on the red peony, so I secretly sold it to the county government's Qinglou Shili Xiang, the old bustard felt that it matched its name, and actually gave me two hundred taels of silver, carved a plaque and hung it in the Shilixiang lobby, and let me sell all the good things in the future, how about it, do you want to make a fortune together?" ”

Mingyue's eyes have been nailed to the silver ticket of two hundred taels of silver and can't be dialed out, where is this two hundred taels of silver, is it a bright and dazzling clams? With it, he could quickly get back the frighteningly expensive clams he had just sold, lest Wei Zhixing always treat himself like a benefactor to a prostitute.

Mingyue salivated, and immediately changed to a flattering face, and quickly poured a glass of wine for Luo Gongzi, and said with a sneer: "Wen can govern the country, the military country prospers, and the business can enrich the people. As long as Brother Luo is willing to come forward, the younger brother will do his best, and only the brother will look forward. ”

I don't know if I ate too much wine or was embarrassed by Mingyue's praise, Luo Ping blushed, patted Mingyue's shoulder affectionately and said: "Brother Zhou, don't worry, with me Luo Ping eating a mouthful of meat, there will definitely be a bowl of soup for Brother Zhou. ”

The corners of Mingyue's mouth couldn't help twitching, this Luo Ping was still in love just now, but at this time, he was ambitious and proud, the healing time of this lovelorn was too short, and the thickness of this face was really comparable to the city wall, the first time I heard that obscene lyrics and songs can also benefit the people! Mingyue blushed for him when she heard this.

Mingyue automatically ignored Luo Ping's boasting, and said in a low voice: "Master Luo, my ancestors have been servants of the imperial court, and they know some secret lyrics and tunes, as well as some peerless painting skills, and I will definitely write or draw them one by one when I go home, for you and me." "Bah, Mingyue secretly took a sip of herself, it should be "for you and me to make a fortune", not "for you and me", two words less, but it is the essential difference.

Luo Ping nodded quite righteously, slapped the silver ticket in front of Mingyue magnificently, and said heartily: "I don't know Brother Zhou's name yet, if it is carried forward in the future and will be passed down through the ages, it will definitely belong to Brother Zhou's name." ”

Mingyue's face was embarrassed, if she left her name for this matter, she was only afraid that she would be as stinky as "Golden Vase Plum" for 10,000 years, Mingyue smiled wryly, thinking that she appeared with Zhou Zhengren, Luo Ping mistakenly thought that he was also surnamed Zhou, so he simply made a mistake, and told him "calmly": "Brother Luo, the virtuous brother's surname is Zhou, and his name is Zhengde." ”

Luo Ping nodded with satisfaction, then slammed his head on the table and fell asleep in a daze.

Mingyue looked around sneakily, picked up the two hundred taels of silver ticket without hesitation, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Brother Luo, I didn't fall into the well, it was the deposit you paid personally, I promise, I will write you a 'forever' beautiful words, as long as you let me not face Wei Zhixing's stinky face." ”

Mingyue kindly hugged Luo Ping to the couch, covered the quilt, and then took Xiaocui's hand and quietly left Yixiang Courtyard.

What Mingyue never expected was that she inadvertently left the name of her cousin Zhou Zhengde, which made "Zhou Zhengde" a household name at the age of only four years, and became a name that people loved, hated, and blushed, and the name was far better than that of Wen Shengjiang Duan.

The "Spring Palace Picture" painted by him became the "Enlightenment Illustrated Book" in front of the candles in the cave room of the newlywed boy; The "Eighteen-Touch" composed by him has become a must-have track for Qinglou's benefactors; The nude acupuncture point map he drew became the "Guide to Acupuncture" of Lang Middle School Chinese Medicine, and what everyone didn't know was that this he was actually this she.