When Li Zixuan carried a horsewhip and forced her way into the courtyard where Zhao Yan lived again, Zhao Yan was sitting crookedly on a futon to teach Yu Ren Song Ji Lanyue to sing.

Because of his voice, Zhao Yan taught Lan Yue to sing the song "Camel Bell", of course, in order to prevent unnecessary speculation, he changed the lyrics a little.

So the feather singer mezzo-soprano sang in Li Zixuan's ears, and the lyrics became-

Send the robe and embark on the journey.

Silent two tears,

Camel bells ringing in my ears.

The road is long and foggy.

In the military, they often broke up,

The same is the same, two feelings.

Paoze, robe ze,

Dear Brothers,

Beware of the cold wind in the middle of the night,

Take care all the way......

"It's good! This song is so good! The old lady has never heard such a beautiful song! Hey, what kind of song are you singing?!"

Lan Yue had just finished singing the first half when Li Zixuan rushed to her with an unbearable stab and asked eagerly.

"Camel, camel bell. ”

Lan Yue obviously remembered the county lord Li who rushed to her, and the experience of being robbed two days ago made her still have lingering palpitations.

"Camel bell?" Li Zixuan, who got the answer she wanted, didn't notice the feather singer'......s fear of her at all, but continued to ask: "Is this song your feather song? Hey, no, no, this seems to be the farewell song of the army, you Yuren only have tribal private soldiers, and the territory is also very small, where do you come from and need separate armies?!"

"No, it's not Yuren's song, it's what Young Master Yan just taught me. ”

The feathered singer, who was still scared, hurriedly replied.

"Young Master Yan taught you?Which Young Master Yan ......" Li Zixuan was obviously even more puzzled, but when she was halfway through the new question, a flash of inspiration finally flashed in her mind and she turned to look at Zhao Yan sharply: "Erlang, what did you teach?

Although he has accepted the "setting" of Zhao Yan's deep hiding and practicing very good martial arts, in Li Zixuan's heart, he still can't equate Zhao Yan, who has never learned and has no skills, with a composer and lyricist who can teach Yuren Singer to sing such a beautiful song.

"Why is this impossible? I think Lan Yue is suitable for singing this type of song, so I just made up a song and taught her to sing it to me, there's nothing to make a fuss about, right?"

Zhao Yan replied lazily, and put the shelf of the gentleman into ten.

"This kind of lie, old ...... It's strange that people will believe it!"

Li Zixuan's eyes widened, and she put on a correct attitude of not believing it if she was killed, and even more unbelieving when she was killed.

Zhao Yan didn't continue to argue, but hooked his finger towards the feather singer Ji Lanyue: "Come to Lanyue, young master, I'll teach you a new song, listen to it, I'll only sing it once - in the middle of the night, I look forward to the dawn, and the cold winter wax moon looks forward to the spring breeze, if you want to look forward to Yo Langjun coming, the ridge will bloom all over the red ...... of Yo Ying Mountain"

When Lan Yue, with the singer's unique joy for beautiful melodies and good songs, sang the lyrics of "Yingshan Hong", which is actually very simple, and also repeated it, Li Zixuan finally had to change her opinion.

"Erlang, you really made up these songs?"

When this sentence was asked, Li Zixuan's voice was soft and tender, as if it was mixed with honey.

"It's like a fake. Zhao Yan, who successfully blinded the ignorant girl, first expressed his sincere apology to the creators of the above two songs in his heart, and then continued to say nonsense: "Don't say that it's just making up songs, it's just chanting poetry and making it, it's inventing and creating, and I'm not a problem with Erlang......!

"What, Erlang really can still write poetry?"

Li Zixuan grabbed the key word, although this is not what Zhao Yan wants to hear, Zhao Yan really just wants to hear praise, the kind that can be praised as much as you want.

"Zixuan, what are you talking about, what do you mean that I really know how to compose poetry?"

Zhao Yan naturally omitted the surname of the eldest lady of the county lord.

"I'm not interested, but Li Xuanzhi, I don't know where Lu Dao found a monk who is said to be very good at composing poetry......" Li Zixuan shook her head, seeing that Zhao Yan didn't understand, she simply reminded more clearly: "Erlang still remembers the incident of Taiyue Tower last month?"

What happened to Taiyue Tower last month?

Zhao Yan tried very hard to recall, but he still regretfully spread his hand to Li Zixuan, he didn't remember what happened in Taiyue Tower last month.

The degree of memory fusion is not as deep as Zhao Yan thinks, he only has a very vague impression of many unimportant things, and Zhao Yan doesn't even have a vague impression of what Li Zixuan said.

"Hehehe-if that guy Li Xuanzhi knew about it, Erlang, if you didn't remember this incident at all, you would definitely be so angry that you would kill a few more people to vent your anger. ”

Li Zixuan laughed without any scruples about her image, her full breasts trembled up and down violently because of Da Lu's smile, and Zhao Yan, who was watching, couldn't help but worry that it would fall off.

Well...... As a disciplined gentleman, I must make some contribution to the women of this world, and quickly invent the bra!

Otherwise, we will have high blood pressure sooner or later!

Zhao Yan looked away with difficulty, and secretly thought so.

Li Zixuan, who peeked at Zhao Yan's chest in full view, began to help Zhao Yan recall the Taiyue Tower incident last month with pride.

So dozens of minutes later, through Li Zixuan's narration of the mezzanine discussion, as well as the memories triggered by his narration, Zhao Yan finally had a clearer understanding of what happened a month ago.

In fact, this matter is not too complicated, a month ago, Li Xuanzhi, the eighth elder of the Wang family, took his ticket fox friends and dog friends to eat, drink and have fun in Taiyue Tower, somehow he talked about the neighbor Jiuchu State with a strip of water, there were several poets from all over the country, and then he sighed that Taikang Guo's martial arts are too prosperous and it is a desert of cultural people, and this situation must be changed from top to bottom, otherwise the country's nobles will sooner or later be ridiculed for being too rude and being hillbilly turtles...... Something or something.

At that time, Li Xuanzhi was good at dying, saying that he would definitely be able to shoulder the people who made the cultural atmosphere of Taikang Kingdom strong, and then in order to prove that he had the temperament of a poet, he made two limerick poems in public.

Then, the "original Zhao Yan", who was also in Taiyue Building at the time, led a few fox friends to eat, drink and have fun, and laughed at Li Xuanzhi's bullshit and didn't know how long his face was, and in order to prove this, his original Zhao Yan even brought out Zhao Pu, the peerless brother of Yunwu Yunwen, and directly compared Li Xuanzhi to scum.

And then again, it was a big brawl between the two gangs of people's dishes flying around, but the original Zhao Yan, who fought the five scum by force, was undoubtedly defeated and lost, and was beaten out of Taiyue Tower.

However, after this incident spread, it was Lee Hyun-sik who received a lower evaluation, because the content of the original Zhao Yan mocking him at that time was basically ...... That's true.

In fact, Zhao Yan can't be blamed for taking the initiative to stir up trouble, because the old feud between him and Li Xuanzhi can be traced back to his childhood, when Li Xuanzhi was bullying Zhao Yan, who was weaker at the time.

"So, Li Xuanzhi this time is to save face and prove that he is really like your brother Yunwu Yunwen, so he specially invited a poet monk, huh...... It should be a poetic monk. Li Zixuan summed it up like this, and then she began to have bad ideas restlessly: "Erlang, if you really know how to compose poems, then you must write a few beautiful poems to beat Li Xuanzhi's arrogance down! Hmph, you dare to say in public that your brother's literary talent is not as good as his, and I can't stand it!"

"Isn't this okay? Although my belly is full of splendid poems, how embarrassed is it to hurt people's faces by writing poems in public, isn't it?" Zhao Yan said very kindly, but without waiting for Li Zixuan to open his mouth to persuade him, Zhao Yan said with a lewd expression: "Zixuan, you have to understand that coaxing girls to be happy before the flowers and under the moon is the most correct way to use poetry!"