The strongest young talent in history

Chapter 12 This business is done

Luo Ming's luck in the past two days has been extremely bad. It seems that someone is always against him.

Just like last night, he was drinking and having fun in Yuhuaxuan in a good manner, but in the end he met the son of the Fan family, Fan Jiang, who had a grudge against him.

Fan Jiang and he had similar backgrounds. They both came from scholarly families, and their fathers were both idle officials. It stands to reason that with such similar backgrounds, the two of them should have something in common.

However, when their father was an official in the court, he was a mortal enemy with serious political differences. After the two left the officialdom, this kind of grievance continued to Luo Ming's generation. He and Fan Jiang fought every day since they were young.

In the past few days, I don’t know where Fan Jiang found a friend with a good level, and sent him a few poems one after another. This guy took these poems and taunted himself frantically, saying that he was just an illiterate old man. The natural dress is elegant, which makes me depressed.

Although Fan Jiang and he are both scholars, everyone knows the situation of the children of officials and eunuchs. Few of them, who have had no worries about food and clothing since childhood, can study hard.

Therefore, he figured out the origin of these poems by Fan Jiang very early on, but even so, because there was no sufficient evidence, he did not dare to fight with the other party just because the other party used the words to mock him.

If the two of them really got into a fight and went to their respective elders, the old man would definitely beat him to death.

For a family like theirs, it doesn't matter if their descendants are naughty. What they care more about is face, and talent and fame are the greatest face.

Therefore, Fan Jiang can be said to have grasped his Achilles heel. After the two met at Yuhuaxuan last night, Fan Jiang mocked him severely and said: "I can't even write the first poem. I have the nerve to come here to listen to music and drink, I can just find a brothel."

After finishing speaking, Fan Jiang took out another poem that he claimed to be the latest written, and read it out in public.

The level of this poem is not low, at least Luo Ming thinks it is good, and successfully provoked the girls in Yuhuaxuan to surprise and surprise, Fan Jiang is even more smug.

Luo Ming couldn't bear his complacency, so he quietly found a quiet corner, drank a whole night of stuffy wine, and walked out of Yuhua Pavilion early in the morning.

But as soon as he left Willow Alley, he was bumped into by Su Mo again and sat down on the ground.

Although Luo Ming is not a fat ball, he is definitely not thin. With his weight, it is strange that his butt doesn't hurt when he sits so heavily on the ground.

He was about to swear, but he heard Su Mo's mean voice in his ears, which made him startled.

He looked up and saw a young man wearing coarse clothes and a sly smile, looking at him as if he were seeing a golden pimple.

Luo Ming scratched his head in doubt, and asked, "Who are you?"

It wasn't easy for Su Mo to be hit by Luo Ming, but he endured it in order to make money.

He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't care who I am, I just heard you say that you want to buy words to attack someone? Right."

Luo Ming hurriedly got up from the ground, and then glanced around. Fortunately, it was morning and there was no one in Wicker Lane, so he looked at Su Mo vigilantly and said, "When did I say that, you must have heard it wrong Come on, get out of the way, I'm leaving."

Buying lyrics can be done in private. If it is brought to the public, once it is spread, the face of the old Luo family will be completely lost. The old man did not mention breaking his third leg. Two definitely won't run away.

Su Mo despised this guy. He was so fat, he really knew how to pretend.

But he despises him. He won't let such a big boy give away money easily.

He came to Luo Ming's side pretending to be mysterious, and then lowered his voice and said: "Master, you don't have to pretend to be confused with me. I heard everything just now. Besides, it's not a shameful thing, so I just To tell you the truth, I’m actually just selling words.”

"Are you selling lyrics? Is it true or not? Why can't I tell?" Luo Ming still had a face full of disbelief.

If it is really a talented person who can write some good words, I don't know how many people in the Song Dynasty would pursue him. Not to mention the wealth, he will definitely make a lot of money every day.

Look at this guy again, how can he be a talented person with this poor appearance, and how can he write good words?

Even Luo Ming's servants said: "Master, don't be fooled by this guy, I think he is a liar, let's go back quickly and ignore him."

Hearing what the servant said, Luo Ming immediately said to Su Mo impatiently: "Go, go away, my young master is in a bad mood today, and I don't have time for you to entertain yourself."

However, Su Mo didn't want to let him go just like that. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop Luo Ming and said, "Young master, don't rush to leave! Listen to me first."

Seeing Su Mo clinging to him like a piece of candy, Luo Ming said with a hint of anger: "What are you going to do? If you don't get out of the way, I will beat you. Luo Er will drive him away!"

Hearing this, Luo Er, the servant beside him, immediately stepped forward to drive Su Mo away. How could Su Mo, with his small body, stand up to Luo Er's torture.

Seeing this servant approaching with malicious intentions, Su Mo was quick to gain his wits, and immediately said loudly: "My lord, what do you think of this? I'll give you the words first, and you go back to the brothel just now to find the place. If it is really useful, you can use it again." Come back and pay me, if it’s useless, I’ll pay you 50 taels of silver, how about it?”

"Wait a minute, Luo Er!"

Sure enough, after Su Mo said this, Luo Ming suddenly became interested and called Luo Er immediately.

He walked in front of Su Mo half-believingly, and confirmed again: "What you said is true?"

Seeing that the fat man was finally willing to talk properly, Su Mo also heaved a sigh of relief. He really is a master who does not see the rabbit and does not stalk the eagle, but at least he will be kept for the time being.

Su Mo took a deep breath and said, "Naturally, I don't know what you want?"

After receiving Su Mo's answer, Luo Ming nodded and said, "How much do you sell for a song of yours?"

Su Mo stretched out his palm and said, "50 taels!"

"What? 50 taels!"

Luo Ming immediately jumped up again. It was a poem written by a well-known talent in Taikang County. One song only cost 20 taels. This guy actually asked for 50 taels?

Luo Er also said: "Young Master, don't be fooled by this man, the poem of 50 taels is probably written by the top three talents in Taikang County, what ability does this guy have, can he write What are these words?"

This time Su Moxue was smarter. Before Luo Ming could speak, he took the lead and said: "Master, are my words worth 50 taels of silver? You have to listen to them first before you speak! After you have finished listening, then go to the brothel. After trying the effect, if you still think it’s not worth 50 taels, then I won’t charge you, and it’s a free gift, how about it?”

Luo Ming thought about it, and felt that this business seems to be a good deal no matter what, he said: "Since you have said so, then I will give it a try! Tell me your words first, if I think it is okay, Immediately go back and settle accounts with that bastard Fan Jiang!"

Su Mo was immediately happy, it seemed that the business was done.

At that moment, he said in his heart: "Xiaoqi, help me exchange for a piece of "Jiangcheng Plum Blossoms"."

(End of this chapter)