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The rich minister hurriedly stepped down and walked towards Lin Qin.

He swallowed and said, "You...... Really offer that price?"

Lin Qin nodded and said, "How, do you sell it?"

Fu Xianggong thought about it again and again, rubbed his two hands, and said: "Forget the cliff signed a three-month contract, and if the son wants to buy it, he can only buy it for three months." ”

"Well, three months is enough. Lin Qin nodded.

At the back of the theater, Forgotten Cliff, who had just stepped off the stage, changed into the dance clothes stained with fat powder, brought a basin of water, and carefully washed off the fat powder on his face. There was a layer of rouge floating on the clear water, but the man's face could still be seen.

The years have smoothed out the man's sharp edges and corners, and the man seems to see that there is still residual powder hidden in the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and gently wipes it away with his hands. From the sharp eyes and eyebrows, you can still see the demeanor of your youth, but now, you can only rely on fat powder to cover your face.

The man straightened up, his bare upper body did not bother at all, and although the lines were slightly deformed, they were still unusually strong. When the wind blew, Forget Ya suddenly felt cold, put on the green clothes hanging aside, and sat at the table.

Rice stuffing is his favorite, not drunk but very mellow. He was a drunken man, so he never drank. And he is a person who loves to drink, this is a tangled problem, but his alcohol consumption is ridiculously poor.

"Is Mr. there?" said the rich man outside the door, knocking lightly on the lintel. For fear that the cliff has fallen asleep and disturbed the cash cow to rest. It can well be imagined. What a heartfelt call this gentleman had. The word "sir" was originally the honorific title of Tianqing scholars. When I arrived at the theater in the Great Immortal Domain, I used it on the play.

"What?"

Forgotten Cliff hates that someone will disturb her. On the clearance. He can be in danger and calm and light. However, in private, he rarely sees people, and even the rich minister outside the door is rarely able to see the cliff side of the cliff in the audience. You can dance sword and man songs on stage, but there are almost no people off the stage. In the body of the cliff, there seem to be many pairs of contradictions.

"A prince wants to see you, and he bought your contract. ”

The door opened, and Forgotten Cliff glanced at Lin Qin. Said lightly: "What are you going to do?"

"What are the seniors doing?"

The rich minister frowned and said, "Don't bother the two of you to catch up with the old days, you can do it yourself." "This young man has given enough yuan stones, enough for the expenses of their theater for three years, such a generous price, just to buy a rotten man for three months? Could it be that this young man has such a habit?" He approached and flattered: "If Mr. Forget Cliff is unwilling, the son spends some money, and I will find you a living with good skin and slippery skin, how about it?"

Lin Qin said coldly: "Get out." ”

The door slammed shut.

The rich and the prince touched a nose of ash. Muttered, "Bad luck." ”

Lin Qin sneered twice and said, "Li Yongsheng, I really didn't expect that you are such Li Yongsheng!"

The man raised a frown. When he heard Li Yongsheng's three words, it seemed that struggle flashed in his eyes.

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In early summer, it is rare to blow a fresh breeze in the morning. Xiao Fengcheng has not yet woken up.

A horse-drawn carriage broke through the silence of the early morning and drove towards the outside of Fengcheng. Li Yongsheng looked at the window. The hair was a little messy by the wind, and it fluttered very meaningfully. The wind blew and made my eyes a little dry. Li Yongsheng got back into the carriage, but he got out immediately, so he didn't feel restrained.

"Why?"

Li Yongsheng glanced at Lin Qin and asked rhetorically, "What, why?"

Lin Qin frowned, if it weren't for the big black dog in the carriage blocking between the two like a low mountain, he would have been so angry that he wanted to do it. He was angry, and the old man was equally angry. However, the person on the other side, whether it was Lin Qin or the old man of Ding Soul, was not qualified to teach him.

"Senior, are you sick?"

Li Yongsheng's face is indeed the embryo of a play, but can he use it?

"It's like. Li Yongsheng hid a jar of wine beside him, "This thing is a good thing! ”

He grabbed the jar, sniffed at the tip of his nose, and drank it with pleasure.

"Like what?" Lin Qin raised his eyebrows.

"Like a man. Li Yongsheng stepped out of the carriage, gave the coachman some yuanshi, and walked leisurely towards the hill.

The carriage had not gone long before coming to a halt on a small hill. Li Yongsheng's amount of wine was really a little bad, and after a few glasses, his cheeks were already crimson, and his eyes were a little confused, and he stepped out of the carriage and dropped a sentence, "Take the wine." ”

In the bamboo forest on the mountain, Li Yongsheng carefully tended the vegetable bed, wrapped the cucumber seedlings that had just pulled out the vines around the small wooden sticks, and then picked up the small shovel on the side and slowly loosened the soil.

"What's the matter with me?"

Lin Qin saw that Li Yongsheng's appearance was no different from catching fish and turtles at the bottom of the river, so he shook his head and said, "I want to ask my seniors for a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

"There's a very important person who has been arrested, please help me get justice. ”

Li Yongsheng put down the vine in his hand and said, "Why should I help you?" He is Li Yongsheng, and no one in this world can dictate to him, let alone talk about conditions.

Lin Qin waved the contract in his hand a little unwillingly, and said, "Two months, I bought your two months." ”

"Hehe, interesting. When did my Li Yongsheng's two months become so cheap?"

Lin Qin frowned and asked, "Then the senior said the conditions." ”

"Haha, accompany me to do this altar!"

The steps of the mountain were bumpy, Li Yongsheng shook three steps, dropped his light boots, dropped the lid of the pot, and continued to walk towards the small hill.

Finally, Li Yongsheng, who was not strong enough to drink, was drunk and lay on the steps, and then stood up drunk.

When the song began, Li Yongsheng roared and walked slowly, holding a withered branch in his hand.

"The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathered and scattered, and the jackdaws are frightened in the west. I know when I know when I see each other? I am embarrassed at this night! Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, I am lovesick, I am lovesick, I am lovesick, I am endless, I know that I am so stumbling, how can I not know each other at the beginning. ”

The dead branches danced like a sharp sword. Li Yongsheng had a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in his mouth: "The world envy me for being immortal, and I envy the world for being happy and happy." ”

The leaves fell, Lin Qin quietly looked at the drunk man in the forest, and muttered in his mouth: "I have lived until now, and I have only remembered what life is and what I have done earlier." ”

Li Yongsheng didn't hear it, the dead branches were like the wind, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, rising in the forest. The wind rolls up the fallen leaves, which is obviously a vibrant season, but it is a little sad and gloomy. Lin Qin picked up the wine jar, glanced at the remaining amount in the jar, and muttered, "A three-year-old idiot can drink better than you." ”

"Good and evil are in my heart, and every inch is hidden in Haoran......" Li Yongsheng's withered branches pierced into the withered leaves, the withered branches were blunt and had no edges, but in his hands they were extremely sharp, piercing out, and a sword and six leaves pierced my heart.

"Haha! Teach you how to use a sword today! How much you can learn depends on your own ability!"

Fallen leaves Xiao Xiao, Li Yongsheng is drunk, and a withered branch is like a good sword with a hidden edge. He glanced at the Spring and Autumn on Lin Qin's back, and said with a smile: "There is a good sword, even the Dragon Emperor's sharp weapon is used by you as a kitchen knife, I feel distressed when I see it!"

After a few sword moves, Li Yongsheng fell asleep, and vaguely seemed to be humming that little tune, "Shaohua is easy to get old, and the past can be thrown away; Shaohua is gone, how can the past be thrown away?"

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )