Ling Yun, who was lying on the chair, couldn't help but feel a little angry when he heard this.
I thought to myself, just come in and don’t say hello, but if you want to take him away to sing, don’t you need his permission?
If he goes his own way and doesn't pay attention to him, wouldn't it make him look stupid and have no sense of existence?
Ling Yun coughed twice, which attracted the attention of the madam, and then he said, "This is old mother."
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he bit the word "老" very hard.
I thought, since you don't make me comfortable, I can't make you too comfortable.
As soon as he finished speaking, the madam moved upon hearing the sound. Then she turned her head and looked at him with squinted eyes. The anger on her face was looming, as if she was about to explode in the next moment. But in an instant, she smiled again and said harmoniously.
, "Young Master, what do you have to say?"
This time, Ling Yun could clearly see that the person in front of him was a treacherous villain with a hidden sword in his smile.
At the same time, she couldn't help but feel angry at her answer. The person who wanted to call him away asked him what he was doing.
Is this how you treat guests?
He had seen bullies before, but Ling Yun had never seen anyone bully him like this. Even if he did, he would teach him a lesson one by one.
Ling Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and pointedly said, "What do you think? You took away my people when you entered the door, and now you ask me what I do for you. Old mother, could it be that I saw that the boy was young and the shop was bullying customers?"
Upon hearing this, the madam knew that Ling Yun was dissatisfied with her arrangement, but this little man was wearing clean white clothes. The material of the clothes was only average, and it was not worth much money.
If this person were compared with Mr. Li, the gap would be obvious in an instant. How could she be afraid of the man in front of her making an attack?
However, as a businessman, there is no reason to drive away guests when opening the door to welcome guests, but it is absolutely impossible for her to apologize to this person.
However, although she was disdainful in her heart, she looked calm on the surface and said with a smile on her face, "It's nothing, it's just that Young Master Li was in a hurry to find someone. Mom forgot the rules for a while. Young Master, I'm really sorry. Don't take it personally."
Although these words are an apology, there is no intention of apologizing behind the words. It is just a nice thing to say on the surface.
Ling Yun smiled slightly and asked, "Old mother, if you want to take my people away, why don't you ask me first if I am willing?"
Although he is smiling, his tone is quite angry
The madam hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to say that. She looked solemn and said with a smile, "This... young master, don't make it difficult for mother. She will change it for you."
"No, just her."
Ling Yun didn't want to waste any more words with her. Why did he go there long ago and just say this now?
Hearing that he was unwilling, the old madam showed displeasure and said, "Young Master, if you are like this, then you can't blame your mother."
Ling Yun said sharply, "Oh! What I heard from my old mother is that you have to agree even if you agree, and you have to agree even if you don't agree?"
The old bustard withdrew his smile and said with disdain, "That's exactly what I mean. If the young master feels that my Yanxia Tower does not treat guests well, then please feel free to do it!"
Ling Yun stood up, glanced at her, and said contemptuously, "That's fine. Since my mother has decided so, the boy can only leave here."
Turning his head, he looked at Li Yanfen and warned, "I will teach you this piece today. Do not play it in front of others without my consent. Otherwise, hum..."
After saying that, Ling Yun walked out of the door and left without looking back.
The madam, who was stunned in the room, finally asked, "Xiaofen, what do you mean by that brat?"
Li Yanfen told the whole story about Ling Yun teaching her music.
When the madam heard this, he was dumbfounded and muttered, "You mean, he taught you the song just now?"
Li Yanfen nodded in agreement. The madam panicked, but after a few breaths, she looked at her again and said seriously, "Then have you learned the music?"
Li Yanfen pretended to be flustered and said nervously, "I... only know the first two or three sentences."
When the old bustard heard this, he lost his mind and said to himself, "I only know a few words, so what should I do... What should I do?"
In fact, Li Yanfen had a background in singing, so after Ling Yun taught her a few times, she had roughly learned the entire song. However, Ling Yun's last sentence made her think twice, and she had to pretend she didn't know how to do it.
After leaving the house, Ling Yun went straight back to the inn. After what had just happened, he no longer had any thoughts of relaxing.
As for Wang Jinghui, let him be!
When he saw Wang Jinghui again the next day, Ling Yun still wanted to mention what happened yesterday, but Wang Jinghui avoided talking about it, and he could only end up in vain.
With nothing to do, Ling Yun went to his room to read and practice calligraphy.
This day Wang Jinghui broke into the door again. Ling Yun looked at him warily, wondering if this man was going to do something bad again?
Seeing Ling Yun's appearance, Wang Jinghui smiled instead of being angry and said, "Brother Ling, have you ever heard of the flower party on the Mid-Autumn Festival night in Annan Mansion?"
Mid-Autumn Flower Party?
What is this?
He was not familiar with Annan Mansion, so how could he hear about it.
He had no choice but to tell the truth, "I've never heard anything about it, but what Brother Wang means is..."
Wang Jinghui waved and said with a smile, "The one who knows me is Brother Ling!"
Ling Yun:......
Just like that, Ling Yun was dragged out of the inn by Wang Jinghui.
Night has just fallen, but since today is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, people are bustling with people. Residential areas, streets and various storefronts are all hung with brightly colored lanterns, mostly in red, which looks particularly festive and refreshing.
The ten-mile long street in Annan Prefecture is brightly lit and bustling with people.
Ling Yun strolled through this world of lights, admiring carefully the lifelike goldfish lanterns, lifelike lotus lanterns, and simple and elegant official lanterns.
All kinds of lanterns have beautiful shapes, exquisite decoration and fine workmanship. They are really dazzling and beautiful.
As he walked forward, there were more and more people, rubbing shoulders with each other. Ling Yun looked to the front not far away and found that there were jugglers performing lion dance and transformation activities, and there were drumming and singing performances, crowded together, and there were groups of people.
People watched on the ground, cheering from time to time.
Wang Jinghui was not interested in this kind of thing. At this time, he was looking around as if he was looking for something. Suddenly he found something that interested him. He took Ling Yun's hand and shouted, "Brother Ling, there seems to be a tiger hunting ahead. Let's hurry up."
Take a look beforehand."
"Tiger hunting?"
As soon as he said this, Ling Yun looked at his gesture in surprise, and almost laughed out loud. He originally thought it was a tiger-fighting performance, but he didn't expect it to be a lantern riddle.
A few people squeezed past, but there were slightly fewer people here at Lantern Riddle, and there were more scholars, which is reasonable.
Scholars, who study poetry and books diligently, naturally love to show off.
Guessing lantern riddles can especially show your talent and differentiate yourself from ordinary people.
Just as he arrived in front of the lantern riddles, Ling Yun tilted his head and saw a woman in yellow with half of her foot on the step. Her center of gravity was unstable and she seemed to be falling backwards.
With quick eyes and quick hands, he crossed over Wang Jinghui with a snap of his fingers and grabbed the woman in yellow who fell backward with one hand.
[Author's digression]: In Annan Fucheng, I met Huang Yi by chance, and my love for ten thousand years was bound to this life... It may also be a lifelong love affair, hahaha... In the next chapter, the provincial examination results will be released, guess where Ling Yun ranked