"The county lord led people to make trouble in Qing Ya Pavilion today, I'm afraid it's not the etiquette that poetry should have, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene gasped, thinking that something was wrong with their ears.

It's all at this juncture, Qin Feng actually played a score with the county lord of Qiyang, isn't this looking for death!

Shen Qingci chuckled in his heart, broke free of Qin Feng's hand with all his might, pinched Qin Feng's waist with his backhand, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Qin Feng, are you crazy!"

Qin Feng, who was still arrogant just now, broke his skills in an instant, and stomped his feet with back pain, this time it was really not pretended, a woman pinching someone was a pain in her heart.

Seeing Qin Feng jumping up and down, without any seriousness, the county lord of Qiyang couldn't tell whether he was funny or angry, but his face was silent and said: "There is no way to ask for poetry? So, what do you want? Don't you let the county lord kneel down and plead?"

Qin Feng covered his waist with one hand, waved with the other, and squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Even if you lend me a hundred guts, you don't dare to let the county lord kneel." ”

"But if you ask for Mobao, you have to give the money, right?"

It turned out to be money, the county lord of Qiyang softened his eyes, as long as he could make his mother happy, spending a little money was nothing, and immediately asked, "How much do you want?"

Qin Feng immediately showed the face of a profiteer, and said excitedly: "Xiao Xiangxiang, bring this young master's abacus." ”

Xiao Xiangxiang hurriedly handed over an abacus made of sterling silver, only the size of a palm, which was very delicate.

Qin Feng ignored Shen Qingci's murderous gaze, and flicked the abacus beads with his little thumb: "As the so-called ink treasure is hard to find, a thousand words are gold, this poem has a total of seventy-two words......"

Speaking of this, Qin Feng glanced at Li Ninghui, his expression was like turning a book, he cut it directly, and said disapprehantly: "Miss Li insults my sister and slanders Qing Yage's reputation, one word is two thousand taels! If one person and a half, the county lord is thirty-six thousand taels, and Miss Li is seventy-two thousand taels." ”

The surrounding melon-eating crowd looked at each other, thinking that Qin Feng must have never seen money, and a poem would cost 100,000 taels?

Li Ninghui gave Qin Feng a vicious look: "A broken poem, you want 100,000 taels of silver?

Li Ninghui is not only the righteous daughter of Hubu Shangshu, but also Li Rui's sister, Qin Feng will naturally not be polite.

Today is not only to make her bleed, but also to make her lose face!

Qin Feng laughed directly in front of everyone: "What's wrong with being a beggar? Don't steal or rob!" It's better than your brother going to paint a boat and prostitute a white prostitute." ”

"Your younger brother is a white prostitute and a kabuki, and you are really a white prostitute of poetry, and you are really crooked on the upper beam and crooked on the lower beam. ”

As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of laughter around him.

Li Ninghui's face was red and white, clenching her fists, eager to devour Qin Feng alive, but she didn't dare to talk back, after all, Li Ninghui had no way to deal with this kind of 'scoundrel tone'.

The county lord of Qiyang had also heard about Li Ruibai's prostitution of the painting boat, and he had no good impression of Li Ninghui in an instant, so he directly drank her away, and then glanced at Qin Feng: "If you can make my mother smile, it will only cost tens of thousands of taels of silver, why worry about it? But if it is not meaningful, I will not only smash Qing Yage, but also break your legs!"

Qin Feng hurriedly hid behind Shen Qingci, putting on a scared posture, but his mouth was not ambiguous at all: "A word is a certainty!"

In an instant, everyone's attention on the scene was focused on Shen Qingci.