Linglong won a poem.

After returning to the small courtyard, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

Under the rapid breathing, the towering chest fell together.

The maidservant Xiaoqian brought the tea and said, "Miss, Li Gongzi is outside." ”

"Let him go!"

She roared and grabbed a rag doll beside her and threw it towards the door.

A man in a dark silk suit came in through the door.

A black mass of objects slammed into his façade.

Instinctively grabbed it, fell into his hand, and at first glance, it was a rag doll.

The man smiled: "Who provoked our family Linglong?" ”

Linglong thought it was Li Gongzi who had spent the night that night, but when she looked up, she saw that it was Yu Hongyi, the son of Lord Yu of Zhongshu Province.

Yu Hongyi studied in Guozijian, dignified and knowledgeable, but poetry is not his forte, in order to make good friends in poetry and learn from each other's strengths, he often holds some poetry clubs in the name of his father.

"Yu Gongzi."

Linglong stepped on broken steps, came to Yu Hongyi's side, grabbed him, and said with a pout: "It's not because of that slut." ”

Yu Hongyi wrapped his big hand around her waist and lifted it up, her face was about to stick together.

"You're talking about Miss Emerald Fragrance?"

"It's her, a few days ago, she was a servant girl around the slave family, and she attracted men by playing cheap every day, and she met a secret saucer who was on the same day, and the slave family saw that this person was flamboyant, and the foul language came when he opened his mouth, and he didn't like it, and he was cold.

How do you know that the poems he wrote were spread out and sought after by the outside world, and Lord Chen opened a small courtyard for her, and the guests who patronized her were endless, and the slave family was treated coldly.

Just now, that guy came again, and the slave family also went, and Cuixiang, that slut, openly robbed me of a man, it's too much of a thing. ”

Yu Hongyi said with a smile: "It's just this little thing, it's not worth it, my son just held a poetry meeting some time ago, and there are countless good poems in my hand, just send them all to you tomorrow." ”

Your poems are all stinky shit, a hundred poems are not as good as half of others' poems, and you eat and prostitute for nothing by relying on your identity...... Slander in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your kindness." ”

After a pause, he said: "He also wrote another poem in front of everyone just now, just to show himself in front of people, I am embarrassed to expose him." ”

"What poem?"

Yu Hongyi asked.

"See for yourself, the slave family just copied it."

As he spoke, he handed over the poem he had just copied.

Yu Hongyi took it and read it out:

[There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone;

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. 】

Hiss –

He gasped.

He doesn't write poetry well, but he understands poetry.

This poem is personified by Mei, and Ling Han is alone.

It is a metaphor for one's noble character and expresses one's life ambition to maintain a noble personality.

"What is the name of the person who writes poetry?"

"Xu Moyan!"

Linglong said casually.

Boom –

Yu Hongyi's brain was about to explode.

It's all about him lately.

It was he who killed his best friend Hu Jingxing.

I was going to ask for beheading, but I didn't expect to be appreciated by His Majesty, solve the explosion of the royal temple, and be knighted.

Today, when I was studying in Guozijian, I saw his name, and he even wanted to participate in the imperial examination.

I didn't let people live.

Everywhere he passed, there seemed to be this man's figure.

It's a smooth road on the official road, and the fucking brothel has to be the only one?

Still don't let people live?

Yu Hongyi's heart is not much better than Linglong.

"Childe, it's not early, let's rest."

Linglong didn't know when she had already gotten into the quilt, and there were cleaning utensils at the head of the bed, and she said shyly.

The woman who has entered the Teaching Workshop Division is a tool person for dignitaries to vent their bad tastes.

Their family used to be high-ranking officials, but after making mistakes, they were put into the government-run brothel and taught by the department, and were enjoyed by their father's colleagues.

Meantime.

Make money to fill the treasury.

Regardless of whether you are in a good mood or not, you must be very professional on the surface.

Like donkey dung eggs, like fruit with a rotten heart, and hollowed out tree trunks, when displayed in front of outsiders, they must be shiny.

"You can sleep by yourself, Ben Gongzi thought of an extremely important thing to do."

With that, push the door and leave.

"Come often!"

Linglong was very reluctant to pull her thin voice politely.

But in his heart he said, "Go as far as you can." ”

After Yu Hongyi left, Linglong drunk himself.

……

Early the next morning, Xu Moyan walked out from the teaching workshop with his hands on the wall.

was ridiculed by Feng Tianqi and Cui Huai.

Miss Cuixiang leaned against the door frame, her hand clasped the edge of the door, her face flushed, and she shouted to Xu Moyan's back who was dissatisfied: "Xu Lang, the slave family is just waiting for you to come." ”

She deliberately raised her voice very high, announcing that Xu Moyan was her private property, and no one should fight with him.

"Sir, I caught you today, isn't it awesome?"

"Go, go, I pretended to show her on purpose."

"Cut, I don't believe a word, if you want to say that your physical strength is good, you have to look at my old Feng, our old Feng family has pure blood."

"Is it Jingba'er, or is it a Tibetan mastiff?"

Feng Tianqi was stunned: "What are you talking about?" ”

Purer than blood, they are purer than you...... said: "It's nothing, praise you, I have to go back to make up for sleep today." ”

The three separated, and Xu Moyan returned to the small courtyard.

When I entered the small courtyard, I found that something was wrong.

The yard was neatly cleaned and the flowers and plants were trimmed.

The stone locks at the base of the wall were displaced, and the ropes pulled up in the middle of the courtyard were full of clothes that did not belong to him.

"Conch girl?"

Is there a mistake in your own analysis?

The conch girl is not Feng Zijin's original god?

He pouted his butt, crept to the bedroom door, and peeled the paper off the window to peek inside.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"

Xu Moyan looked back.

Feng Boyuan stood at the door with a smile, carrying the breakfast and pastries he bought.

"Why are you here? Are these you washing? ”

"Hey! I was about to tell you, I came home yesterday, my home was raided, and I didn't let me live, I thought about it, anyway, it will be a family in the future, so I just lived in advance. ”

You're welcome...... He had a smile on his face: "Stay as you like, it's okay, how is Sister Ling's health?" ”

Feng Zijin lived in the main house, so he had to go to the wing room.

"You haven't woken up yet, why don't you go in and have a look?"

"Don't make me wrong."

When I opened the door of the wing, it was all dust, and it was not suitable for living in it at all.

"In this way, I will go to the Yamen lounge to live for two days, you can rest here in peace, Your Majesty rewarded the house, three days...... It will be fine in two days, and when the time comes, we will move in together, and it will be spacious. ”

Feng Boyuan was dismissed, he had no income all of a sudden, and he had no place to live, if he didn't care, the two brothers and sisters would have to go to the street to ask for food.

I offended a lot of people when I was a secret saucer division in the past, and it was difficult to stand in the capital.

"Okay!"

Feng Boyuan was glad that he was close to Xu Moyan at that time, otherwise he would still have to live on the streets now.

For the sake of his sister, he was willing to be a man with his head down.