Wake up and become a son-in-law

"Because I don't know anyone, so I can only look for you." Lan Yuheng said casually. Mu Yu'er was also funny about this answer. This Mr. Lan is actually very interesting. Most people will definitely say that because he believes You and whatnot, I didn’t expect Young Master Lan to be honest, and his words sounded a little uncomfortable, but Mu Yuer not only didn’t feel uncomfortable, but also felt that Lan Yuheng was really "Oh? This poem was written by Young Master?" "

Lan Yuheng shook his head, "It's not... I got it by chance." Mu Yu'er thought for a while, "Master, can I borrow my concubine to watch it first?" Lan Yuheng nodded after thinking about it, took out a very simple piece of paper and handed it over. After giving it to Mu Yu'er, Mu Yu'er slowly opened the paper and saw extremely beautiful handwriting on it. Moreover, this kind of handwriting was something she had never seen before. It seemed strange but was extremely appreciative! At this moment, Mu Yu'er was a little intoxicated with the handwriting. It took a while before she started to read the poems carefully.

To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.

Mu Yu'er looked at it carefully for a long time and was called out by Lan Yuheng several times before she came back to her senses, "Master? Who wrote this poem?" Lan Yuheng thought for a while, "It should be Bai Juyi."

"Bai Juyi?" Mu Yu'er said with a smile, "But there is no Bai Juyi among the poets? Is the young master trying to frame me?" Lan Yuheng shrugged, "That's the truth anyway." Mu Yu'er didn't believe Lan Yuheng's nonsense, "Young master, what are you planning to do? How much does it cost?" This poem can probably be sold for a few hundred taels, but it depends on the place.

"Well...it depends on Miss Mu," Lan Yuheng said with a smile. Mu Yu'er worried, "What if the other party doesn't buy it?" Lan Yuheng touched his chin habitually, "Well... ..I guarantee she will buy it." Mu Yu'er smiled a little, "Okay, then when will we go?"

Lan Yuheng calculated the time, "Let's leave now without further ado." Mu Yu'er nodded, "Master, please wait for me and let me go change first." After saying that, he turned and went upstairs. Lan Yuheng leaned against the door and stared boredly. , making people passing by look strange. Usually the people who attract customers in Baihuafang are women. Why are they changed to men today? Could it be... I felt a chill just thinking about it, and I hastily quickened my pace.

"Qianqian... I will never forget your kindness. I will redeem your life after I get the honors, and I will marry you in a sedan chair." A handsome boy in extremely ordinary clothes said in a serious tone. In front of him She is a pretty woman in purple clothes. The woman is no worse than Mu Yu'er. Her pair of natural red phoenix eyes look a bit more charming. Her slender waist is bound by a purple belt, and her delicate figure is fully exposed. The woman shook her head and spoke in a gentle and touching tone: "Master Jia...as long as you don't betray Qianqian, I will be satisfied as long as you can add fragrance and red sleeves to the master..."

Jia Yi's eyes immediately became wet when he saw this, "Qianqian, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your wishes and get the honor! If..." Mu Qianqian hurriedly interrupted, "Young master, please don't say more about your thoughts. Qianqian just knows... "Jia Yi nodded, "Has anyone made trouble for you recently?" Mu Qianqian's beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, but she still smiled gently, "Young master, don't worry, Qianqian will have a good life, just rest assured and get the honors." Jia Yi nodded, "That's right. I also have to prepare for the recent poetry conference."

"Young master, if you are rich in learning, you will surely win the first place." Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and encouraged. Jia Yi smiled and said, "I hope so. Do you want to participate this time?" Mu Qianqian shook her head, "Qianqian will not participate..." She only said now I want to keep a low profile, after all, it is virtue for a woman not to have talent...

"Sir, what are you looking at?" Suddenly a voice woke up Lan Yuheng. Lan Yuheng turned around and shook his head, "Oh...soap opera..." Mu Yu'er glanced at the two people not far away, and she also had a trace of it. longing for

"How can a human being be ruthless? I'm just envious of such sincere feelings." Lan Yuheng didn't know why he felt a little envious in his heart. Mu Yu'er smiled and didn't answer. At this time, Mu Qianqian and the other two also noticed Lan Yuheng. However, Jia Yi didn't seem to want to see anyone. He said a few words to Mu Qianqian and turned around to leave. Mu Qianqian was a little surprised to see Mu Yu'er with a man, but she still came over and said, "It's sister Yu'er."

"Sister Qianqian, did you give him another silver?" Mu Yu'er asked with a smile, Mu Qianqian smiled, "It's not just Mr. Jia who came to see Qianqian." Mu Yu'er did not expose it, "I hope sister Qianqian can meet the true love." "

"Thank you, sister Yu'er. This young master is..." Mu Qianqian changed the subject. There are really few men who can get close to Mu Yu'er, and looking at this outfit, it looks like he is planning to go out. She couldn't help but think about it. Being curious about Lan Yuheng, Mu Yu'er smiled and said, "This is Mr. Lan Yu'er's friend."

"Oh? But the Li family's adopted son-in-law, Mr. Lan Yuheng?" Mu Qianqian looked at Lan Yuheng curiously. Lan Yuheng did not speak, but nodded politely. Mu Qianqian also saluted and said There is no intention of chatting. Although the other person is talented and learned, it is a pity that he is a son-in-law. It is a pity to think about it. I also sigh a little about his poetry, but that's it. Since the other person doesn't want to talk, I won't be very enthusiastic. After all, this kind of person himself Seen too much

"Since sister Yu'er is also Qianqian, I won't bother you." After saying that, he bowed and turned around to leave. After Mu Qianqian left, Mu Yu'er also smiled and said, "Young master, let's go and make money."

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"Young Master? It's too late to come here. Could it be that you miscalculated?" Mu Yu'er and Lan Yuheng stood in an alley not far away. The two of them glanced at the Poetry Pavilion from time to time. Lan Yuheng shook his head. I don't know if the shopkeeper told me that he should be here..." The two of them were silent like this. The fragrance on Mu Yu'er's body was extremely pleasant, which made Lan Yuheng feel a strange feeling, but he didn't know What does it feel like? When Lan Yuheng was acting strange, Mu Yuer also felt that the atmosphere was strange. She glanced at Shi Ge from time to time to ease the subtle atmosphere.

Da da da

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a carriage stopped at the Poetry Pavilion. Lan Yuheng's eyes lit up, "Coming, coming!" Mu Yu'er was also curious about who would spend so much money to buy poems. The person who stepped out of the carriage was wearing a The woman in white clothes has skin like snow and a face like jade, as if every inch of her snow-covered face has been carved by God. She is so delicate that people dare not look directly at her. Her dark eyebrows are slightly frowned and she looks gentle with a hint of sadness, which is a bit... I think of Lin Daiyu in Lao Cao's book...

"Young Master...it can't be her, right?" Mo Yuyi's appearance even struck Mu Yu'er astonishing, but Lan Yuheng nodded indifferently, "Yes, we'll see about Miss Mu later." Mu Yu'er glanced at Lan Yuheng with a strange expression, "Young master, do you know her?" The other party's expression was not surprising at all, as if it was expected.

"I know Miss Li's sister," Lan Yuheng replied honestly. Mu Yu'er couldn't help but mutter, "Young Master Lan can even kill such a beautiful woman..."

"I didn't lie to her... Business is not a matter of mutual consent," Lan Yuheng said with a speechless face. Mu Yu'er blushed and did not answer, waiting for Mo Yuyi to enter the Poetry Pavilion. Then she asked, "Master, what should I do now?" Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "Just go in and do as I say in a while." Mu Yu'er nodded with a little nervousness in her beautiful eyes. After all, it was the first time. I'm a little nervous to do this kind of thing, but Lan Yuheng seems to be used to it, and he seems to have done it a lot...

Mo Yuyi hadn't seen his poems for a long time, as if they were like poison. The longer she waited, the more she longed to see his poems. Sometimes she would think wildly that he had left? Why haven’t you written a poem for so long? Do you go to other places to sell poems from time to time? But she has been to many places but has never encountered a decent poem. When she thinks of these, she can't help but sigh...

"Here comes the girl." The shopkeeper greeted her with a smile, as if she was treating a treasure. This kind of customer is so rare. Mo Yuyi smiled politely, "Does the shopkeeper have any poems for you today?"

"Yes, yes...it's freshly baked today." The shopkeeper hurriedly took out a rolled-up poem. Mo Yuyi felt happy when she saw the poem, and there was a little smile on her face, but she still knew The other party's temper got straight to the point: "What price does he want for this poem?"

"Heh... this is five hundred..." The shopkeeper smiled guiltily, and Li Shiqi seemed to be used to being silent for a moment. "Okay, but you have to tell me... we can't increase the price any more!" The shopkeeper looked a little embarrassed. How can he make the decision? If he could make the decision, he would like to let Lan Yuheng stay here to write poems every day. "This... I will convey it to you. I will convey it to you..."

"Wait..." At this moment, a woman walked in. The woman's face was also very pretty. However, although she was dressed very ordinary, her slender figure could not be hidden at all. The shopkeeper and Mo Yuyi They were all stunned. The former smiled and said, "What's wrong with this girl?"

"I want this poem." The woman pointed at the poem scroll in the shopkeeper's hand and said with a smile. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Girl, this poem is not cheap. Now it has been bought by this girl for 500 taels." The woman was a little surprised that the other party was so quick. Just bought it? But she still smiled and said, "Haha, what the shopkeeper said is wrong. These things shouldn't all go to the highest bidder. This girl shouldn't be able to say anything, right?"

Although Mo Yuyi had a good temper, she was a little angry at this moment, but she still smiled and said, "What the girl said is, the one with the highest price will get it." The woman nodded, "It's so good, I also like this poem, I'll pay 600 taels." how?"

"600 taels?" The shopkeeper was a little surprised and suddenly became embarrassed. "This..." Mo Yuyi didn't want the shopkeeper to be embarrassed. "I'll pay seven hundred." The woman smiled slightly, "Eight hundred." Mo Yuyi pursed her lips, "One thousand. ..”

"One thousand???" The shopkeeper was immediately frightened. "I'd better give this poem to this girl. After all, it's first come, first served." At this time, I don't know what will happen if I raise the price. Although it would be good to make more money, It also depends on the situation...