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Chapter 431 The Golden Branch Will Not Come Down 22
"Mmmmmmmmmm!"

He Yongjun could feel the panting above the back of his head, and the man tightly covered her mouth, as if he was afraid that she would attract passers-by if she called out.

Wait, this smell is... Moxiang?
She was stunned for a moment, in He Yongjun's perception, people with a strong ink fragrance on their bodies are fond of poetry and books, and looking at the world, such people can be regarded as their own family members, and they will not have any evil intentions.

But why did this man arrest her?

Hey, her nose twitched, and she smelled a faint smell of alcohol behind her.

The villain in He Yongjun's mind who represented kindness began to defend this person: Maybe he was drunk and his mind was not clear... besides, she is just an ugly child now. If he tied himself up, he would never be For doing that bad thing, right?

Her struggle unknowingly weakened a little.

The man's restraint on her was also slightly relaxed, and the palm of his hand was a little farther away from her mouth, leaving a gap for speaking.

He Yongjun heard a nice voice that made her ears tingle: "Little girl, where did you come from in the bamboo forest?"

bamboo forest?

This word instantly brought back He Yongjun's scattered thoughts, and she asked back with a little vigilance: "Who are you?"

The man's voice was tinged with melancholy, and he replied dully: "I am... the husband of the owner of the bamboo house."

"You mean Mrs. Guo? You, you and her, are husband and wife?!" He Yongjun was very surprised, the lady has a high temperament, how could she get involved with someone who is trying to blackmail her?
"It's true. If you don't believe me, take a look at this. This is the marriage letter between me and her."

After a while behind her, the man walked around to her and handed her a piece of paper.

What He Yongjun didn't know was that this marriage certificate had another purpose today, which was to intimidate Lan Shuying inside - Zhou Kuang knew how much Guo Yizhen valued this marriage certificate, and he originally planned to threaten to burn it to force her obedience.

Unexpectedly, not only did they insist on not seeing him, but they also asked the servants to knock him out and throw him out. It was freezing cold, Zhou Kuang secretly sniffed his nose, and managed to suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

The light was dim, so He Yongjun took the paper to the side of the road, and only then could he discern the contents under the faint moonlight.

It has the seal of the government, and the name matches the wife.So it shouldn't be Mrs. Guo, but Mrs. Zhou?She was in a daze, not knowing whether to believe him or not.

"But what do you want me to do?"

Zhou Kuang regained his composure, at this moment he was possessed by the film king, and he truly played a miserable hero who was abandoned by his wife, which moved He Yongjun a little.

However, sympathy is all sympathy, Madam promised to pay her for the poems and articles she sent, and that is what she needs most now.

Can sympathy be eaten?Can you help her live in a bigger house?
unable.

He Yongjun showed a look of helplessness.

"Young master Zhou, it's not that I don't want to help. I only met my wife once, and she won't listen to my child's nonsense. If there is any misunderstanding between you husband and wife, you should go a few more times and tell her about it. This misunderstanding is cleared up, Madam understands righteousness, and will definitely understand your difficulties."

This little kid was a bit pensive, seeing that Zhou Kuang couldn't coax her into helping him in, he started to get close to her again, asking her what she had seen and heard in the bamboo house.

He Yongjun thought about it, and it seemed that there was nothing he couldn't say, so he casually told him.

How could this young man who looked good actually suspect her?

He said that she was young and never went to school, so how could she have attainments in poetry and prose?You have to read her poems before evaluating.

He Yongjun is not convinced anymore, she has always been the object of praise since she was a child, and she has never been questioned like this!

But when she touched her sleeves, no, those few poems were left with Madam.

The other party's attitude was even more questionable, and she got hotter, so she simply picked out a few proud works and recited them, and even wrote a poem on the spot to tease her experience of being full of poems but being questioned because of her appearance.

Zhou Kuang was dumbfounded.

genius?child prodigy?Immortal Enlightenment?
This attainment, not to mention top-notch, is at least not inferior to his hard work for many years, and his ideas are novel and unique, and his style of writing is beautiful, which has also inspired him.

His eyes lit up when he looked at He Yongjun.

……

"Master, don't you really need to interfere?" Toffee was looking around bored just now, and happened to find this scene near the bamboo forest.

It's really disgusting to blame Shushu for tricking little Lolita... no, it disgusts Rubik's Cube.

Lan Shuying shook her head, "Not for now, you pay more attention to them, if he wants to get ideas about He Yongjun's poems, it's a good thing."

"Well, yes, master."

But in the picture, He Yongjun was quickly appeased by Zhou Kuang, and the two walked towards Changxiu County together, getting farther and farther away from the bamboo forest, and at the moment it was freezing cold, Toffee couldn't find a suitable body to possess, Just let them go.

The next two people said something again, but they couldn't hear it.

the next day.

He Yongjun appeared outside the gate of Zhushe again.

She still staggered the time with Aunt He, and came here in the afternoon when Aunt He was going to wash clothes at another house. This time, her cotton clothes were changed, and the fabric was thicker without patches. Her little face was red, and her eyes were full of expectation.

Lan Shuying had agreed with her to submit three poems every seven days. It seemed that she had fulfilled the target ahead of schedule and came to receive the reward immediately.

When I asked, it was true.

For this poem, one is Yongmei, the other is Yongxue, and the last one is Baochunhui.

In Lan Shuying's opinion, the first two songs are still petty. Well, maybe people here will think it is fresh and soft?

Only the third song is interesting, using plants to associate maternal love, sincere feelings, can be added points.

Of course, no matter how well He Yongjun writes, Lan Shuying won't praise her specifically for poetry anyway, as long as she is given enough money to stabilize her.

While He Yongjun was concentrating on eating snacks, Lan Shuying hypnotized her again, and found out that Zhou Kuang was very interested after listening to He Yongjun's poem that day, and also cast an olive branch on her.

Regardless of the superficial age difference, the two met friends through literature and discussed the whole way. Zhou Kuang's conversation was elegant and witty, which made He Yongjun gradually forget the unhappiness when they first met.

For some unknown reason, Zhou Kuang proposed that every time He Yongjun wrote a new poem, the two could discuss it together and make progress together.

Just now He Yongjun met Zhou Kuang on the way here, and today I have shared these three poems with him.

"She's so stupid, really." Toffee sighed in the tone of Mrs. Xianglin.

Lan Shuying twisted the edge of the paper, and said quietly: "You have never been at the bottom... People standing at the bottom of the pit will reach out and grab a thin wicker when they see it." Thinking of the situation, she turned and smiled Kai, "If he knows the goods, so what?"

(End of this chapter)