Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

It's not been a day or two since he was shy in his pocket, and Song Tan had already become a habitual trend. He trusted Wen Yi and Qing Zhu and didn't feel embarrassed.

Song Tan said frankly: "Just pretend that I haven't spoken just now."

There were three knocks on the door.

Wen Yi got up to open the door, and a person walked in staggeringly and feebly. His complexion was pale, his eyes were black, and he even saluted Song Tan as if he had drunk too much.

Song Tan recognized at a glance that this was the little steward he stayed in the Song Mansion to wait for Huayi, and he couldn't help saying, "Why did you make yourself into such a ghost?"

The little steward looked awe-inspiring, obviously very confident in the results of his work, and he said solemnly: "The little one spent a whole night supervising the work in the Song Mansion and they calculated the money they owed to the Washington Mansion. The total is..."

Song Tan was puzzled, interrupted him and said, "Oh, then you should go to Hua Yi."

"The little one went to see the adults, but before the little ones finished speaking, the adults asked the little ones to send the money to Madam. The total is..."

Song Tan stretched out his hand to him immediately, and the little steward was taken aback, "What's your Madam's intention?"

"Stop pretending to be time, give me the money."

The little steward suddenly felt sad: he worked sincerely and conscientiously to calculate the money for the whole night, and the Song family didn't even take advantage of a penny. Why didn't the two masters want to hear him report the results of the work!

The little manager only dared to slander a few words, and silently put the banknote in Song Tan's hand.

Song Tan was overjoyed with holding the bank note. He checked it with his fingertips. He was a little surprised that it was still a considerable amount.

He thought, Hua Yi is really likable.

Wen Yi and Qingzhu were also happy for him, especially Qingzhu saw that Hua Yi was very kind to Song Tan, so he was absolutely relieved, and resolutely became Hua Yi and Song Tan's CP fans together with Wen Yi.

If a person is rich, everything is particularly pleasing to the eye. Song Tan glanced at the aggrieved and pitiful little steward again, and suddenly felt that he no longer looked like a ghost, but had a bit of delicate features.

Song Tan said compassionately: "I have something to go out now, so you can tell Wen Yi and Qing Zhu about your great achievements."

Walk through three alleys, step across five Hongqiaos, and walk [-] steps north along a north-south avenue. The streets are well-groomed and clean, and the corners of the red buildings face each other.

As soon as you look up, you arrive at the destination. It is a magnificent building with exquisite materials, and you can tell its preciousness at first sight. The plaque in front of the building is particularly vivid, with the words "Yanguangman" written on it.

Song Tan walked in, but there was no one in the building.

Song Tan is used to it, so it's not surprising that he avoids a few floor tiles and decorations with ease, where there are exquisite mechanisms to assassinate people.

He went around to the backyard, where there were many flowering trees in full bloom. There was a man sitting under a pear tree with a qin on his knees. The breeze was blowing. There is a faint smile on the side, and the figure is elegant, just like the elegance of a Qingdu Shanshui man.

There is also a pond in the courtyard, and the bright flowers and trees and this elegant nobleman are reflected in the warm water.

Hearing Song Tan's footsteps, he raised his head slightly and looked at Song Tan with swaying eyes.

His eyebrows are picturesque, his color is like spring flowers, and he has a natural masculine and feminine appearance. There is a little red mole at the end of his right eye, which makes the snow-white pear blossom so gorgeous that it is shocking.

Facing this out-and-out beauty, Song Tan didn't have the slightest idea of ​​"pity the fragrance and cherish the jade".

Song Tan first glanced at the opposite person with disdain, and then covered his ears with his hands as if he disliked his piano sound.

Tao Jinnian lifted the piano from his lap, pointed at Song Tan and shouted, "You you you! You don't know how to appreciate it!"

Seeing that he stopped playing the piano, Song Tan took off his hands covering his ears, clicked his tongue and said, "He is playing the piano to a cow, and you are playing the piano with a cow's hooves."

Tao Jinnian was furious, and tried to reason: "I am a high-ranking man, and it is hard to find a bosom friend! But there is always someone who can appreciate the sound of the piano as much as weeping, as much as complaining."

Song Tan didn't give him face at all, and laughed out loud.

Tao Jinnian is good at playing the piano, but he really has no talent in silk and bamboo music.

But their family is rich, and since he wanted to learn, he invited Mr. Yutong, the best violinist in the world, to teach him, and asked him to play the priceless seven-string Yaoqin, which is the only one in the world.

How many years passed in a blink of an eye, Tao Jinnian still did not make any progress, and Mr. Yutong said goodbye in tears: I really can't teach anymore, and I will retire to the mountains and forests from now on, and Yunshen has disappeared.That [-]-string Yaoqin was also miserable, it was obviously unique in the world, but it made him play it sonorously, even worse than the sound of ordinary people playing cotton.

Song Tan knew Tao Jinnian, just like now Tao Jinnian knew that Song Tan was just laughing at him as a sound idiot, but as Song Tan's few "good friends" who could make friends with each other.

He decided to teach Song Tan to be a man, and fought back.

Tao Jinnian suppressed the anger on his face, and put on a playful expression, "I never thought that you would still be alive to see me."

He deliberately accentuated the word "alive".

Song Tan didn't hear the weirdness in his words, and said sarcastically to his friend: "If you don't listen to you play the piano a few times, I can live a long life."

The unexpected Tao Jinnian babbled and argued with him as usual, Tao Jinnian was not angry, he had a meaningful smile on his face: "You know what kind of business my dilapidated building is for."

I don't know why Tao Jinnian mentioned Yan Guangman's management method, but Song Tan looked at him suspiciously and nodded slowly.

"I've gotten some news recently."

"Oh? Another adult in the court added an outer room?"

"No." Tao Jinnian raised his eyebrows, resisting the urge to shout at Song Tan, and continued to maintain his inscrutable state.

Song Tan thought it was really strange.

Tao Jinnian's family has been in business for generations and has a lot of wealth, but he has always been a simple and contented businessman.He doesn't have too much ambition to stretch out his hands to get involved in matters involving courts and rivers and lakes, and he only wants to make a fortune.

However, Tao Jinnian is an exception. He is the owner of this "Yanguangman". Morton boasted about the mystery of his building.

Because the marketing is so good, it left a legendary impression of a big hermit in the world, and all the news is in his ears.

He has a beautiful face and doesn't look old. He is only one year away from his thirties.

Seven years ago, by chance, he and Song Tan hit it off. At that time, Song Tan was still a 13-year-old boy like a spring onion, and Tao Jinnian was still like this, so they thought they were "friends who forgot their years."

So Tao Jinnian would often share news with Song Tan that he felt was very confidential. At first, Song Tan was surprised and felt that it was him!A legend is a legend!

As time passed, the young boy grew up, and with his own judgment of right and wrong, he realized that the secrets Tao Jinnian told him were actually gossip, such as: There is an adult who keeps eighteen rooms outside, A master ran to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion eighteen times in one night, and the man and wife in a young master's house were his father's illegitimate children.

It's bloody almost every time!No wonder Song Tan asked this.

Tao Jinnian snorted, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he dragged his throat and said, "There's already been a bet outside, and it's a bet on when you will be played - dead - by Hua Yi."

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