Ye Liangchen also committed a nymphomaniac on the day he saw Zhou Junsheng, because the boy in front of him was really good-looking. Although literati and writers are all humble and courteous, Zhou Junsheng is different from others, he is not as liberal as other literati, but he has a solid and stable energy.

There is a wooden hairpin on his head, and his black hair is combed without any mess, but he has a natural temperament in green clothes.

Ye Liangchen couldn't help but be stunned, and finally moved a large jar of wine and sat next to Zhou Junsheng, and patted him melancholy: "Brother, do you want to drink a few more jars??? ”

"No matter how good Du Kang is, he can't solve the worries in his heart, and no matter how much he drinks, it's useless." Zhou Junsheng waved his hand elegantly and smiled bitterly.

Based on Ye Liangchen's years of experience, it is concluded that he has fallen out of love. She shook the wine jar in her hand and grinned: "I can see that my brother is also hurt by love, and like you, it is not a taste in my heart, but I will pour a few more glasses and my sorrow will be gone." ”

She also smiled bitterly, she had nothing to do with the boy she liked......

"Brother Tai, are you also worried about your beloved girl?" Zhou Junsheng raised his eyes to look at her, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were sad.

"Yes, I promised my beloved girl for life, but in the end she didn't marry me, maybe it was a creation that made people......" Ye Liangchen picked up the wine jar and filled the wine glass, his face was red, and his speech was a little shaky.

"Me too, although she is a famous prostitute in Qinglou, she is out of mud and not stained, she loves poetry and songs, I am devoted to her, but I am just a poor scholar." Zhou Junsheng sighed and filled himself with wine.

The more Ye Liangchen listened, the more confident she became, and finally she opened her lips and asked, "What the brother said is Miss Liu Yan'er??? ”

"It's her, and Yan'er is a good girl. It's just ............" Zhou Junsheng seemed to have lost his mind and stopped talking.

"Miss Yan'er and I are also friends, so you might as well speak up, brother, maybe I can help?" Ye Liangchen asked tentatively, feeling that this was an excellent time to pull Liu Yan'er into his camp.

Although her purpose is not pure, she can also benefit others.

"Then I might as well tell my son......" Zhou Junsheng paused, and then said slowly: "My surname is Zhou Junsheng, and I was originally the son of the Zhou family in Huai'an, but later my family fell into the middle of the road, and I became a poor scholar." Later, I met Miss Liu Yan'er in the Qinglou, we boiled wine and made tea, talked about poetry and piano, and we were heart-to-heart, and then promised each other for life. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Junsheng actually laughed shallowly, his eyes were covered with a layer of fog, with yearning.

"I prepared enough money to redeem her, and the bustard took it with a smile, and wished us a hundred years of happiness. I thought I could take her away and stay with her for the rest of my life. But on the second day, something happened. ”

Ye Liangchen listened very seriously, maybe he thought of his own experience, and touched the scene.

"I was happy to welcome her, but I saw the old bustard with a sad face, and told me coldly that Yan'er didn't like me, and her sweetheart was the eldest son of the Xie family......"

"This is what the old bustard said." Ye Liangchen's face was serious, she knew more or less about Liu Yan'er's character, she could never be this kind of person.

"I naturally believe in Yan'er, I didn't leave that day, but stood downstairs in Liu'er for a long time. I heard the bustard tell Yan'er with my own ears that I married the daughter of a rich family, and I looked down on her as a woman in a green house. Even though I was downstairs, I still heard her choking ......"

"What happened then??? Ye Liangchen held his chin and looked at him quietly.

"Later...... I'm here to borrow wine to kill my sorrows, the old bustard cheated me out of all my money, with my poor scholar, I can't snatch the cigarettes......" Zhou Junsheng's face was a little angry, a little powerless.

"Dude, you're in a much better situation than me, are you just admitting it, why don't you find Yan'er and make it clear???" Ye Liangchen had an expression of hatred that iron could not become steel, and she felt that the scholars were a little weak and urinated.

"Brother, I can't enter the Drunken Immortal Building at all now, how can I go to Yan'er and explain it clearly? The bustard is now accompanied by Yan'er every day, and I can't ...... at all" Zhou Junsheng laughed helplessly,

Sighing, wry, helpless, sad......

"Maybe I can help you?" Ye Liangchen laughed meaningfully, making Zhou Junsheng look puzzled.

Recalling the scene of that day, Ye Liangchen always felt that he had accumulated too many good karma on weekdays, and all the things that saved others and helped him could always be encountered.

In order to pull Liu Yan'er into his camp as soon as possible, Ye Liangchen first pretended to be a man. Last time, for the sake of scarlet, her face should have been imprinted in the bustard's deep mind. So she deliberately put on a mustache, put on a little makeup, and wore a valuable robe. He wore a gold necklace around his neck and a gold bracelet on his hand.

A proper nouveau riche, I believe that the bustard will definitely like her type.

Today's weather is fortunately not hot, and Ye Liangchen is still barely acceptable to the gold and silver in his body.

When she was about to enter the Golden Arches, she also called the wonderful poetry Li Min to support her scene.

When the old bustard saw her coming, he naturally smiled and was very happy: "Ouch, hey, where did this festival come from, and he took the maid and the maid to serve him when he went out, which is really magnanimous." You're really right to come to our drunken fairy building, the girls here are as beautiful as a fairy. ”

The old bustard leaned against her body, squeezed her chest on Ye Liangchen's body, and the fan in her hand trembled with laughter.

Ye Liangchen turned to the side in disgust, touched his beard and laughed: "How beautiful it is, Uncle Rong, I'll go in and take a look." ”

Her eyes rolled three times, and she walked with a swagger. Finally, she stretched out her right hand and moved the jade wrench on her thumb.

The jade wrench was made by her from Ye Qianying's dowry, who made Ye Qianying's girl neither big nor small, and she was always arrogant and rude when she spoke.

When the old bustard saw the rare jade wrench in her hand, a pair of dead fish eyes instantly turned on like a lit lamp: "Then the slave family will take the master in, the master has to take a closer look." ”

Ye Liangchen laughed, and the temperament of the nouveau riche became even stronger.

She approached for about five minutes, and from the laughter just now to a look of impatience, she finally said angrily: "What kind of goods are this, ugly, and the maids are better looking than them." If you can't find a beauty for you today, you will burn your drunken immortal building. ”

As he spoke, Ye Liangchen pulled Miao Shi over roughly, and glanced at the old bustard angrily.

Her performance should be in place, Ye Liangchen silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart. The wonderful poetry and painting are indeed good-looking, such a comparison, those vulgar fans of the Qinglou have lost their brilliance.

The old bustard gritted his teeth, very happy, but still said to a strong man next to him, "Go and call the smoke girl." ”