Behind the Jinfeng Building, in Yuan Jin'er's room, Kou'er was talking vividly about what happened in the Old Yu Building not long ago:
"...Then, when Mr. Ning wrote this word, those people were dumbfounded. Xue Jin, who originally wanted to make things difficult for him, asked: Didn't you say that the water tune singer was made by a Taoist priest? Then
Mr. Ning told him... Hahahaha... Mr. Ning said that the Taoist priest that day... whirred... groaned twice... hahahahaha..."
After she said this, Yuan Jin'er, who was lying on the bed and listening, burst out laughing, "Yun, Sister Yunzhu, this person is so funny..."
Yunzhu was reading the piece of paper. She knew Ning Yi, and the scene described by Kou'er could not help but come to mind. Thinking of Ning Yi's eclectic temperament, she would really do such a thing.
Yes, I couldn’t help but laugh.
In fact, Kou'er has always been somewhat supportive of Mr. Cao Guan Cao. At this time, he was happy telling the story. After a while, he became slightly uneasy: "Miss, Sister Nie, is this word... really that good? Cao Cao earlier.
The expressions on Mr. and others’ faces are really strange. Miss, you said before that there are no rules for poetry competitions. Mr. Cao is the most powerful. Could it be that he really can’t compare..."
Yuan Jin'er smiled, looked at the poem again, exchanged a look with Nie Yunzhu, and then shook his head slightly: "According to the situation you mentioned, after tonight, Jiangning's No. 1 ranking will probably be
Someone wants to crown Mr. Ning. Unfortunately... he is the son-in-law of a merchant family." He frowned again, "Why on earth did such a person get married? Could it be that he was forced by the Su family..."
In the past, because of the identity of the son-in-law, people suspected that Ning Yi's poems were plagiarism. But this time, no one dared to doubt it anymore. Of course, no one would believe the joke that the Taoist priest recited twice. Yuan Jin'er was confused.
Hu Tao, who had been hesitating for a long time next to her, tugged on Nie Yunzhu's sleeves and whispered: "Miss, is this Mr. Ning really the same Mr. Ning?"
Her voice was not loud, but Yuan Jin'er and Kou'er next to her could hear it clearly, and their eyes widened: "Sister Yunzhu...do you know that Ning Yi?"
Yunzhu thought for a while, then plucked the strings of the guqin next to him, and a few notes popped out. After a while, he said: "What would Jin'er think if I said he was the author of the song just now?"
"Ah..." Yuan Jin'er was stunned for a long time, thinking about the weird but nice tune, and it was difficult to find a home for the thoughts in his mind. Looking at the sapphire case in front of him, it was so pure and majestic. However, outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road
, and is really deviant and unconventional, "If it's really like what Sister Yunzhu said, then it's really... a little weird..."
"Sister Nie, do you really know Mr. Ning? What kind of person is he? Tell us..."
Kou'er leaned towards Nie Yunzhu. Nie Yunzhu looked at the lyrics in his hand, thought for a moment, then raised his head slightly and turned his eyes to the corner of the room.
Yes, what kind of person is he?
Now that I think about it, I can't even describe it. When they first met, I fell into the river and implicated him. When I rescued myself, I was slapped again without any excuse. Later, when we got along with each other, they were so casual. He was so casual every day.
Running around in the morning and talking a little when we stopped. Even though we had already heard of his talent, every move he made did not consider himself a scholar. What he cared about every day were all weird and weird.
The place.
"It's just a chicken killing, no need to thank me."
"Charcoal pencil...used for writing..."
"Exercise your body...you are useless as a scholar."
"If I could learn some martial arts or something... I would be the kind of person who would be very good at running around in the world..."
"Jia Lanyu...can't wait for the elegant hall, but I like to listen."
"Songhua eggs...you can call them Rich Eggs or Jade Eggs..."
If she talked about this with others, they might think that this person was arrogant or something, but during the contact, she just felt relaxed, a sense of relaxation that was different from all other gentle people. Arrogance is always something like this.
It only happens when one is very proud of something, but she can feel that the other person is not really complacent about those things, or feels that he is looking down on others, it is just a feeling of indifference. If others like it, he cannot call it that.
She hates it, but she doesn't like it either. But speaking of it, in the past few months of contact, although the other party has never really shown his literary and romantic side in front of her, and she has never mentioned it, it is undeniable.
, she still has some expectations in her heart.
When will the bright moon come? Ask the wine to the sky... How talented can a person who can write such lyrics be? Nie Yunzhu actually has a small expectation in his heart, even when he gets along with Ning Yi's casual and free side.
She felt relaxed, and she believed that this might be the more real side of the other person, but she still looked forward to one day seeing the other side of the other person that was a literati.
Until now, when I saw the sapphire case, I pictured in my mind the scene when the other party wrote this poem. Everyone was ridiculing, blocking, and making things difficult, but his relaxed smile when he took it easy... If only he could be there at that time.
alright……
Listening to Kou'er's question and looking at the words, such a strong thought suddenly appeared in my heart. It was a bright night outside, and he said there was something urgent in the restaurant. He didn't know what it was, and he didn't know what he was doing at this time.
Where are these things, I suddenly want to know...
After a while, Nie Yunzhu suppressed this emotion.
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After the clock struck, Ning Yi and Xiao Chan were walking on the way back. Xiao Chan kept talking about the sapphire case over and over again, and occasionally asked: "Uncle, what is the golden strand?" Ning Yi then asked.
Give an answer.
I felt a little bored because even after I wrote the lyrics, people still lost track of them.
When I started writing the lyrics, I thought that this word was really suitable for the occasion, especially when he has been following the female assassin. But I don’t know if it is because it is so suitable for the occasion, maybe because of the last sentence, "Suddenly, the person came back, but the person...
"In the dim light" attracted the attention of the female assassin. When he followed Yu Xiaochan and walked around a few times, he realized that the female assassin had completely disappeared from his tracking range.
Perhaps it was because of this appropriate word that it ruined the performance. I really didn't expect this. I wonder if it would be better to change it to "Suddenly, the person was not in the dimly lit place"... He thought a little narrowly at the time
.
If the female assassin was really wary of him and continued to search persistently, it would be harmful rather than helpful. If things didn't work out, he would simply let it go. He and Xiao Chan walked around for a while and then returned together. Xiao Chan was still thinking about it during the way.
He was excited about what had just happened, and kept talking about Xue Jin's astonished expression. He put his hands on his hips and smiled arrogantly: "Huh, no one will dare to speak ill of the young master now."
Ning Yi smiled: "Ah, it's useless to say bad things anymore..."
"Why."
"Because Taoist priests have only chanted twice."
"Hehe..." Xiaochan laughed.
In any case, others say that his problem of copying poems has been basically solved so far.
Some things - such as tonight - seem to be just accidents, but in fact they may not have been planned. From the beginning, Ning Yi felt that the ideal solution to the matter was in a similar direction. He is not a germophobe, and he knows it
Now that the poem has been written, it is a strategic resource that may be used if something happens in the future. But there is nothing happening at the moment, so there is no point in using it to gain some vanity. Since Xiaochan has revealed the matter, there is no need for him to go
If you deny it, you will be stigmatized for things that can be solved.
He had never considered interacting with that group of people every day and getting famous or something like that. Since he was just doing it casually, it had to be simple. He kept the whole thing silent for five months. Thinking about it, there was always something amiss.
When there is no way to avoid it, then you can solve the problem. Today, he really wanted to chase the female assassin. After all, in his heart, the name was really dispensable. He just took one when it came to his door. His martial arts skills were too great.
It's different. Who knew that such an accident would happen again? Since Xue Jin, Su Chonghua and others had spoken such words, he didn't mind following the trend.
The considerations for these things may not be so specific, and he has not really planned them seriously. However, previous experiences have become a habit. During games and leisure, you may be able to relax and be a little more unscrupulous, such as with Mr. Qin, Mr. Kang, Nie Yunzhu and others.
Chat; but as long as he feels threatened, no matter how small, these seemingly random responses may have been considered several times or even dozens of times in his subconscious, and he can only laugh and curse himself when he is bored that he will never be able to escape the plot.
There is still little hope in martial arts for the time being. Having solved the poetry issue is somewhat rewarding. After walking for a while, Xiao Chan suddenly said: "Uncle, Xiao Chan doesn't like this word..."
"Um?"
"The public has been searching for him for thousands of times...Uncle, you were chasing the female snitch just now."
Ning Yi was stunned and laughed. Xiaochan pursed her lips and said, "Uncle, I will tell you later, and you will be in big trouble..."
"Yeah, I understand." Ning Yi nodded and walked forward with a smile. Xiaochan followed from behind: "Uncle, I really want to tell the lady..."
"knew……"
Xiao Chan likes Ning Yi to some extent, but she can't hide this kind of thing from Ning Yi for Su Tan'er. Moreover, she doesn't want Ning Yi and Su Tan'er to have a grudge between them.
I kept vacillating between the two options of "hiding it for my uncle and for the sake of family harmony". Seeing Ning Yi's nonchalant look, I felt that my distress was unnecessary, and I wanted to rush over and take a bite.
"Aunt~Master..."
"I know, I know... the word is written like this, but it doesn't refer to looking for her, let alone not finding her in the end... Let's go, hurry up..."
When the master and the servant seemed to be chasing each other in the street, in the small teahouse, Su Tan'er, who had already concluded the business, also received the poem about the Qingyu Case and learned about everything that had just happened at the Puyuan Poetry Club.
, At this time, he was sitting there with his chin in his hands, looking at the air calmly, not knowing what he was thinking. On the side of the square table, Xi Junyu lightly touched the fingers of his hands, and looked at the words written on it.
His eyes looked quiet on the paper he was writing on. Only those who are particularly familiar with him might be able to detect the hint of gloom in his eyes.
Originally, the business was settled, and Su Tan'er had to wait for Ning Yi and Xiaochan to come back. He could also talk to Su Tan'er about the next business plan here. After all, it was the night of the Yuan Dynasty, and he could also mention other trivial matters.
.No matter what Ning Yi is like, he and Su Tan'er have been collaborating for several years. There are some things that cannot be diluted, and the atmosphere feels good to him. However, when the lyrics came out, Xiaojuan also talked about the rumors he had heard.
Later, when Su Tan'er calmed down, he knew that everything had been washed away. If he said anything else, Su Tan'er might pretend to listen carefully and smile, but it was actually meaningless.
After a while, Ning Yi and Xiao Chan came up from the other side. Su Tan'er smiled and nodded to him: "My husband is here. If there are no other important things, shopkeeper Xi should go back first. Thank you for your hard work today."
"Then I'll take my leave first." Xi Junyu smiled, bowed his hands, and then said hello to Ning Yi. When he was about to go downstairs, he looked back and saw Su Tan'er pursed her lips vigorously and turned to the table in front of Ning Yi.
He pointed at the paper on the paper with the same force, but the smile in his eyes was thick, like the actions between friends with a tacit understanding. He and Su Tan'er also had a tacit understanding, but it was only a tacit understanding in the business field.
, Su Tan'er seems to be a weak and gentle person, but in fact, many times he is frighteningly serious. He will feel a sense of accomplishment when doing certain business with tacit cooperation, but he has never seen such a smile on the other side.
Ning Yi picked up the piece of paper and looked at it, but also laughed, explaining something in his mouth. He probably found that the other party's clothes were a little messy. Su Tan'er smiled and stretched out her hand to pull the collar of his robe...
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