Song Yan became excited, so she wanted to hire herself as a book boy?
Even if you don't know a few words, you can still know a lot as long as you study them carefully.
This way you won't be afraid of revealing your secrets.
Shen Yunluo then said: "Then tell me what letter Prince Yan wrote that day."
Song Yan groaned and said in a daze, "Miss, you can't look at that villain. The prince won't let you look at it, so he sealed it up."
"Is it true?" Shen Yunluo looked at him closely.
Song Yan didn't dare to raise his head, and could feel two cold eyes locked on him. He was trembling slightly and couldn't speak properly.
"Sure, sure enough, really, when our master writes something, if it is a letter, he will never be read by others. If he writes something casually, it will be read by others. If he is in a good mood, he will be remembered by us. Poems written.”
Shen Yunluo looked at him, "Then recite a poem written by your master."
Song Yan wanted to shake his head again, but thinking of the five taels of silver that month, he resisted and did not shake his head. Instead, he looked like he was thinking hard.
Satisfied with his clever approach, Shen Yunluo nodded and leaned on the armrest to fiddle with the small incense burner on the coffee table with silver chopsticks.
After a while, Song Yan said: "Miss, my memory is not very good, and I can't read too many words, so I don't remember very clearly. Please forgive me, Miss. But I do remember a little bit..."
He was afraid that Shen Yunluo would be unhappy, so in order to get a job, he didn't care.
Shen Yunluo motioned to him and said.
Song Yan then cleared her throat, stretched her neck, and said: "On a distant peak on the mountain, I was looking at the green onions on the side of the sesame cake and asked if it tasted good. I didn't know until I ate it in my mouth..."
"Puch!" The girls couldn't help laughing.
No matter how incompetent the Prince of Yan County was, he would never be so vulgar.
Besides, everyone knows that Prince Yan is good at handwriting, so a rich and handsome man would never write such idiotic limericks.
He must have made this up. If you don't believe me, just ask him to write one.
Shen Yunluo didn't care and nodded, "Not bad."
Then he asked the girl to hand over a piece of paper and said, "Look what's written on it."
Songyan immediately started sweating on his forehead. How could he know so many people?
He resisted the urge to run away and looked over, thinking that it was five taels of silver a month. After looking at it, he recognized a few words on it, so he said it.
Shen Mingzhu nodded again and said okay.
Songyan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he might be able to get this job.
Shen Yunluo said calmly: "You don't have to know everything about this letter, just give the general meaning."
As she spoke, she began to recite the words in it: "Princess Lanze personally declares it. I have thought about it again and again, and I think it is okay to tell you the secret. However, I have a few requests, and you must agree. If you agree, I will no longer go to the palace to pester the concubine..."
Song Yan broke into a cold sweat after hearing this. The letter from Prince Yan was indeed written to Shen Mingzhu. He also took a look at it and saw a few words, but he didn't know much about it, so he didn't know what specific things were written. do not know either.
But based on his understanding of Prince Yan, he felt that there must be some kind of deal.
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Pollution is serious now, and the smog is severe during the Chinese New Year, so we won’t set off fireworks. Let’s all watch entertainment, haha, read some books, visit relatives, chat, and sing. It’s good. Happy New Year!
