Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"Hey, hello! Ladies and gentlemen, Feifei's piano sound is beautiful, isn't it?"

At this time, there will always be an old bustard standing up, with heavy makeup and scary makeup.

"nice!"

"Miss Feifei is wonderful!"

"..."

Looking at the unbearable voices one after another, Ning Rong gave the old bustard a disgusted look.

What a pity for this talent.He actually fell into this dusty place.

Although it's a show but not a body...but...

"Young masters, masters, we, Feifei, have said that if anyone can compose a poem that fits her piano sound, Feifei will accompany him today so that he won't get drunk or return..."

The old bustard winked and swayed, causing a crowd of beasts in clothes and clothes to boil with enthusiasm.

"Another poetry competition?" Ning Rong was taken aback, the plot was somewhat familiar, could it be that he was going to steal another poem?

Ning Rong muttered in a low voice on this side, but there was a burst of high-spirited shouting on the other side.

"Rang Rang! Do you know who this is? The general's nephew, Mr. Yuan, is here!"

Yuan Yin?

When Ning Rong heard this, Muran moved.

He is Yuan Shao's nephew. Ning Rong turned around and looked at him. He had to say that the genes of the old Yuan family were really good. Except for the luxurious robes, although he was not as handsome as himself, he had the unique square face and double eyes of the Yuan family. , is still somewhat attractive.

Chapter 296 Old Su, I'm Sorry

"Hey, I heard that a beautiful woman who can play the piano has recently come to your Anxiang Building. Zizi, does this figure look good~" Yuan Yin came here in a self-proclaimed style, shaking the latest popular music in his hand. folding fan.

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Yuan is here... No wonder the sound of Feifei's piano is so beautiful today..." The old bustard smiled, the coarse powder on his face fell down, and he leaned against it as he spoke .

"Get out of the way! I'm not interested in you!" Yuan Yin impatiently pushed the old bustard's chest, and took advantage of the opportunity to stuff an ingot of silver into it.

"It's this charming little beauty..." Yuan Yin looked at Feifei unscrupulously, "Yes, you are very good, I heard that you play the piano very beautifully, as the saying goes, a sword matches a hero, and a Guqin naturally matches a beauty, Feifei Miss, I still have a Guqin from the former dynasty at home, how about going with me to have a look?"

"Yuan Gongzi, look at what you said..." The old bustard was not ashamed, and rushed forward again with a shy face, "We Feifei are both excellent in sex and art..."

"Go away!" Yuan Yin shouted gloomily for a moment, which made the old bustard tremble with fright.

Yuan Yin had long heard that a pretty girl had come to Anxianglou, and that she could play the piano. Of course, he didn't care if she played the piano or not, as long as she was beautiful.

Coming out of Yuan Shu, he was in a good mood, and thought of stopping by the Anxiang Building to have a look, and if it was suitable, he would do what he needed to do.

"Hey! What is it!"

Zhou Cang gave a cold snort of disdain, he couldn't bear the look of these aristocratic children, he clenched his fists to hold back the urge to strike, if it wasn't for the fear of delaying the young master's important affairs, he would have beaten this shit Mr. Yuan a long time ago paused.

Zhou Cang's voice was already high, but he didn't deliberately lower his voice now, not to mention that the second floor is such a big place, so everyone can hear it clearly.

Yuan Yin was unhappy for a moment, and his expression immediately softened.

"What are you..."

"cough!"

Before Yuan Yin could swear, the person sitting opposite Ning Rong coughed with a sad face.

"Yo!"

Yuan Yin was taken aback for a moment, and looked over Ning Rong and the others to see the man's face clearly, his eyes shrank with a little fear.

"Mr. Yan is here too?" Yuan Yin asked tentatively, cupping his hands.

"My lord is coming to drink too?" asked the opposite man rhetorically.

"Naturally, I came to the Anxiang Tower to drink, but just now I heard that there are some people who make friends here through literature? So I came here on a sudden interest, hehe..."

Seeing Yuan Yin's different behaviors for a while, Ning Rong looked at this person secretly, so Yuan Shu's idiot nephew turned out to be this person?In the past, I always heard about his name, but today I can finally see the true face of Mount Lu.

hum!

However, since you jumped out by yourself, then don't blame Master Ben for using you as a pawn.

"Lu Jia...you will send someone later..." Ning Rong whispered to Zhou Cang to come forward, and when everyone was not paying attention, the two got together and whispered.

"Well... don't worry, young master!"

Zhou Cang looked at Yuan Yin strangely, and secretly retracted your gaze. Thinking of what Young Master Cai said just now, the anger towards him disappeared in his heart.

Hey!

If you pissed yourself off, at most you would get a beating!

But it made the young master unhappy... Sigh!

Zhou Cang secretly sighed, he and Pei Yuanshao are living examples.

However, Zhou Cang believed that this guy was definitely not as lucky as himself, and finally followed the young master.

……

"it is good!"

Yuan Yin turned around and yelled. In fact, he was not particularly afraid of Yan Xiang, but this person always had a noble appearance, and he was always extremely strict with others. He also wanted to destroy this person, but he was very sensible. Yes, my own IQ is no match for this person.

Moreover, his own hands and feet were not clean, and he was afraid that one day this guy would catch him and sue his uncle. At that time, he would be the one who was unlucky.

"Since what was agreed was a comparison of poetry, then I'm making a fool of myself!"

Yuan Yin talked about showing his ugliness, but looking at his triumphant appearance, he showed no modesty at all.

"I just listened to the sound of the girl's piano. It is jerky and changing, the music is profound, and the jingle is like a mountain spring. Although it is penetrating, it seems to be mixed with infinite sorrow. It must be that the girl is hard to find. My son is not talented. I would like to present a poem. , Miss Yibo smiled!"

Yuan Yin pretended to be a literati, looking forward to the light while talking and laughing, his eyes were fixed on Miss Feifei, and the poems in his mouth slowly popped out.

"Sishui flows to Jingzhou.

Thinking is also worrying, hate is also worrying,

Hatred doesn't stop until it's time to return,

The bright moon leans against the Anxiang Tower. "