Luo Wusheng found that everyone was stunned, so he knew that he had made an expression that he shouldn't do, so he hurriedly put away his true expression, and said lightly to Jinlan, "Thank you for this son's lift, Wuliu will retreat first." Saying that, Luo Wusheng ignored the reluctance in everyone's eyes, and walked upstairs, but the stairs were only two steps up, and a familiar voice interrupted her.

"Miss Wuliu, please stay!" said Ye Qingjue and stood up.

At this time, the people at the gate saw that the person who spoke was the son of the city lord, and everyone began to whisper.

Ye Qingjue didn't pay attention to such whispers, but clasped his hands together and saluted Luo Wusheng.

Ye Qing's behavior made everyone gasp, and everyone felt that what they saw in front of them at this moment could be described as a fright in the illusion, which was enough to make their tongues become fine, and the dignified son of the city lord of Licheng, the head of the 'Four Sons of Liangguo', actually paid homage to a dusty woman!

Ye Qingjue put all the gasps one after another behind him, and did not feel embarrassed because of everyone's surprise, but lowered his posture even more, and let go of all his pride, "In the next night, I want to get acquainted with Miss Wuliu, I don't know if there is such a blessing in the future?"

In this way, there is no identity to suppress and force Luo Wusheng's Ye Qingjue, such a humble and straightforward expression of who I am, who is who, and the simple and ordinary meaning of meeting with you in Pingshui, once again refreshed their three views for everyone. Everyone began to speculate in their hearts about the intention of Ye Qingjue's move, and they came up with only two answers: one is that Hua Wuliu charmed Ye Qingjue with his singing, making him unable to extricate himself and willing to sink into Hua Wuliu's gentle township; Thinking that this Hua Wuliu and Fox Qimei are both dusty women, although Hua Wuliu has only debuted for two days, she is not inferior to Fox Qimei at all, and she will definitely earn it by abandoning Fox Qimei and collecting flowers without willow at night.

But Ye Qingjue's behavior was of no use to Luo Wusheng, because Luo Wusheng had seen a more easy-going, low-profile Ye Qingjue. Luo Wusheng still maintained the posture of just going upstairs, and he didn't even look back, let alone look at the night. "Oh, Mother Wang, please prepare a bag of rotten dung for this son!"

Mother Wang was trapped, in fact, Mother Wang was not alone, except for Luo Wusheng, everyone present was trapped, including Ye Qingjue: Shouldn't this blessing be made by fate? When can it be prepared? And it is also based on the number of bags. Mother Wang repeated puzzledly: "A bag of blessings?"

Luo Wusheng didn't even need to look at it, he could think of everyone's puzzled looks. She looked down at the wooden stairs under her feet, and explained patiently as she seemed to be kind-hearted: "This thing is the essence of the five grains, passed the test of a hundred officials, and has been tempered for many hours. This thing should only be found in the world, and how many times can I smell it in the sky. If you want to ask what this thing is? The thatched house is the most golden. It's just that when the bag is filled, it is necessary to bother the mother to prepare a face towel for the person who packs the bag to cover his mouth and nose, if they are inadvertently invaded by too much essence qi, I am afraid that it will be unbearable, and they will stay in bed for several days!" After that, Luo Wusheng no longer paid attention to the crowd, and went upstairs to her room in a good mood, and she heard two laughs at the moment when she closed the door, a small and light laugh came from her, and the other big and heavy laugh came from Jinlan, who had just praised her like a fairy. Luo Wusheng shook his head: "This brocade blue!"

If it wasn't funny for Jinlan to encounter something that could make Ye Qing deflated, there would be nothing in the world that could make him laugh. In fact, it is not only Jinlan alone, but also the seven generals under Ye Qingjue's command. Five of them are older than Ye Qingjue, and they are all calm types, and they all slowly write down any jokes bit by bit with a blank face, as long as they take them out to tease their masters when necessary. Jin Lan's age is similar to that of Ye Qingjue, they are all young talents in their twenties, and their peers won't shy away from it so much, anyway, everyone is so familiar, except when Ye Qingjue is really mad, he can usually make a few words to make a few words. And the last one left is two years younger than Ye Qingjue, although he also likes his brothers to tease his master, but he obviously doesn't dare, in addition to his identity, there is also age there, in addition to adding a black mouth in the dark, he can only open his innocent eyes at other times, and obediently be an obedient subordinate brother.

When everyone realized that the blessing in Luo Wusheng's mouth was rotten dung, there was an embarrassed look on his face, and this embarrassment slowly dissipated in Jinlan's laughter. Everyone got up one after another, those who wanted to drink flower wine stayed to drink flower wine, and those who had other things left to do things, and everything that had just happened only brought more talk to them after dinner.

Ye Qingjue squinted at Jin Lan, not so much looking at it as glaring. But this glance didn't have any other effect except for making Jin Lan say, 'The subordinates went down first'.

Mother Wang can't preach about Luo Wusheng's behavior, because that aunt is her cash cow, and people are just borrowing the stage of 'Bright Moon Tianya Song', and they don't belong to the girls under her hands, so she has no right to preach. Mother Wang could only walk in front of Ye Qingjue with an embarrassed face, "Wuliu is this temper, please don't be surprised." Childe is eating and playing casually in the 'Bright Moon Tianya Song' today, all ......for free," Mother Wang was talking, and suddenly remembered Ye Qingjue's identity: Who is the person in front of him? He is the son of the dignified city lord of Licheng, if he sits in the position of the city lord in the future, don't say that it is the 'Bright Moon Tianya Song' in this district, even the entire Licheng is people's own, will people care about such a little silver? I am really confused!

Mother Wang thought about this and hurriedly changed her words, "I don't mean to say that the son can't afford to pay this little silver, but he wants to ......."

Ye Qingjue interrupted Wang's mother's explanation with a gesture, "I understand! Today, I took the liberty of it. I'll take my leave and come back tomorrow. At this time, although there was humility in Ye Qingjue's words, he did not lose his majesty at all.

Mother Wang looked at Yeqing's clothes that had gone away and said, "Hey! Okay! Tomorrow this seat will still be reserved for Gongzi!"

Luo Wusheng watched through the window as the carriage that Ye Qingjie was riding gradually faded away in the dazzling sunlight, and muttered between his lips and teeth: "I hope you are busy tomorrow." ”