Strong, bold, sunny or gentleman, when Xu Xian went up the ladder, he kept thinking about which side of his temperament he should show in order to capture the heart of the young lady from the Fu family.

It's just that she came suddenly, and Xu Xian couldn't figure out the other person's preferences. He could only decide according to the situation. When they got upstairs, Fu Liying and Feng Dao were sitting opposite each other drinking tea. The maid and the guard were standing behind her.

When Xu Xian came up, he looked like he was on guard against thieves.

Only Gillian had a plate of stinky tofu in front of her, and her plump lips were stained with dogwood sauce. When she saw Xu Xian coming up, she stood up and greeted her, patting the stool next to her, "Brother Xian, come over here.

A seat has been reserved for you."

It was hard to reject the hospitality, so Xu Xian had no choice but to sit down next to Gillian, and then kept accepting all her kindness to him, "Brother Xian, eat it!"

Xu Xian's cheeks were as bulging as those of a prairie dog, but there were still stinky tofu being handed over to her. Whoever wanted to marry Gillian would have the same figure as her within a year. Faced with this dilemma

The woman you like is definitely an unfortunate thing. It's really Gillian who succeeds or loses Gillian.

"Gillian, let me say something. It's really rude to just eat here."

"Okay! Eat after you finish talking to Sister Liying."

Seeing that Gillian finally put down her chopsticks, Xu Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked with a smile: "It's a great honor for the little lady to come here. Let me toast the little lady with tea instead of wine."

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"My little lady, I didn't inform you in advance, please forgive me for coming in haste!" Fu Liying said, raising the tea bowl, covering her sleeves and taking a sip, her actions were graceful and not rude.

She is indeed a beauty, and even a sip of water is very beautiful. She put down the tea bowl and said: "The green emerald on the top of the snow is really sweet and sweet, but it's a pity that it's too tight. The little girl has been broken for half a month. I didn't expect it.

It’s a real blessing that there is still Tou Restaurant.”

"Haha..." Feng Dao said with a smile: "Then you have come to the right place. This snow-covered green top is sold in Xudutou. Other places can sell it out of stock, but he will definitely not do it here."

Fu Liying looked surprised, "It's actually Xu Dutou's business. I'm going to have the audacity to give you two cans, little girl."

She definitely comes from a wealthy family, so even a unruly woman like Zhao Ningxiu may not be able to open her mouth.

"Just two cans of tea are not worth much. I've finished drinking it, but you can come back to get it again!"

Fu Liying said with a smile: "The little girl came to visit Dutou because she wanted to ask for something, but she took something before she even asked. It's really embarrassing."

"There are still things that your Fu family can't handle, so you have to come and ask him for every little thing!"

"Even though the junior family members have great hands and eyes, no one has such a literary talent." Fu Liying said, taking out a piece of paper from her sleeve, "I originally thought it was written by Xu Dutou, but I didn't expect that the grand master was actually Changlelou.

A frequent visitor, now it seems that this "Chang Le Song" should be written by the Grand Master."

Because Xu Xian did not specify the name of the poem at that time, and because the author's name was "Changle Jushi" and it was related to Changle Tower, even though the poem was full of joys and sorrows, the prostitutes still called it "Changle Song".

Feng Dao only glanced at it and smiled bitterly: "I call myself Changle Lao but I am not a layman of Changle. Since this wonderful "Changle Song" spread across the Jinshui River, not only the Changle Building is uneasy, but also my home is uneasy.

"Sheng, many prostitutes asked me to write another poem with huge sums of money. I want to earn money for writing, but I don't think I have such literary talent, haha..."

"Is it really not the work of the Grand Master?" Seeing Feng Dao shaking his head, Fu Liying showed a slightly disappointed look on her face, "It seems that this Changle layman is someone else."

"Sister Liying, didn't I tell you before? This poem was written by Brother Xian as a love poem for me, but it was snatched away by those despicable women in the brothel."

Naturally, Fu Liying would not believe what Gillian said. Such long and short sentences could not have been written by a military academy. Many generals in the Tang Dynasty came from well-established families, so it is not surprising that a frontier poet came out. But Fu Liying knew very well what backgrounds the five generations of generals had.

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However, she still looked at Xu Xian subconsciously, expecting to get something from him. Xu Xian was also looking at her with burning eyes. Fu Liying subconsciously avoided his gaze, but she heard Xu Xian saying word by word:

"Yes, I am a layman from Changle!"

"Pfft! Cough cough cough..." The tea in Feng Dao's mouth spurted out. He kept coughing, and his face turned red from holding it in. Xu Xian quickly gave him a pat on the back, "Grand Master, you are feeling better.

It's not my fault if you do something good here in Xiaguan."

Feng Dao took a while to catch his breath, "You startled me by spouting nonsense here. If I get choked to death, it's your fault."

"A lower-ranking official is the most pragmatic person, so when will he just tell the truth?"

Feng Dao pointed to the piece of paper in Fu Liying's hand, "Are you saying that you are a layman from Changle, or are you just talking nonsense? I don't know where you got it. You have gained a reputation in Jinshui River for a while. You dare to brag, and you are not afraid to dodge."

tongue."

Fu Liying also looked at Xu Xian with a scrutinizing gaze, with disbelief on her face. Only Gillian gave Xu Xian unreserved support, "Master, brother Xian really knows how to write poems. I want you to write another one, brother."

, let them take a look." After saying that, he winked at Xu Xian Xu Xian.

There was still some expectation in Fu Liying's eyes, and Feng Dao's half-smiling eyes were full of teasing. His writing was exquisite and he was not good at poetry, but he was sure that "Changle Song" was definitely not written by Xu Xian. Even if he had that literary talent, there was nothing in it.

Complex emotions are definitely not what a young man of his age should have.

The beauty's reputation has been blown away, so Xu Xian can't show his cowardice. I'm sorry, Li Yu. In order to pick up girls, I can only steal your reputation as the number one poet in the fifth generation.

"Then Xiaoke will be embarrassed!" Xu Xian took a bamboo stick with stinky tofu and wandered around the room with his hands behind his back. He still had some money in his stomach, but he was just pretending to think.

The room was quiet except for the sound of the maid refilling the tea. Gillian scolded her softly, "Xiaodong, please keep your voice down. Brother Xian is writing a poem for me."

As soon as she finished her words, she heard Xu Xian say: "The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers at night. It blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMWs and car carvings fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounds..."

Xu Xian was chanting softly as he walked. Fu Liying and Feng Dao could certainly tell that it was good. After hearing Xu Xian chant a few words, their brows cleared up and their eyes were filled with confusion as they looked at Xu Xian.
Chapter completed!