"In fact, the scholar doesn't look like a disciple, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The slightly older woman from the Yunying Poetry Society said after a moment of silence.

Zeng Zuimo had already understood that the scholar should not mean it at this time, but his attitude of ignoring it just now still made her angry in her heart, although her impression of his disciple had changed, she was still angry in her heart.

The woman named Wan Ruoqing on the side saw the expression on Zeng Drunken Moqiao's face, and she was slightly surprised in her heart, that scholar seemed to have a gentle temperament, how did she become angry like this?

At this moment, recalling what had just happened, he gradually had a guess in his heart, and he came to ask him for pastries, afraid that he would think that he was a maid here......

I couldn't help but look down at my clothes, could it be that she was wearing a lot like a maid today?

Whether it was because of this incident or because of Zeng Drunkenness, she was still a little curious about the scholar.

When I looked up in that direction, I happened to see the scholar pick up a piece of preserved fruit, and after counting the breaths, he picked up another piece of pastry, counted the breaths, drank a cup of tea, and picked up another piece of preserved fruit......

It seems that he is more interested in these things than in the poems made by those talented people.

"What a strange scholar......"

Seeing the scholar who had no distractions and was concentrating on dealing with the food in front of him, she thought in her heart.

After a while, someone from there made a new composition, which attracted a lot of applause, and several women got up from their seats and walked over to the other side.

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Li Yi sat there, occasionally hearing a few verses made by the so-called geniuses around him, followed by a compliment from everyone.

Listening to those people praising those poems as if they were famous poems, Li Yi couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, what good poems and wonderful words, these people's so-called best Mid-Autumn Festival words are just a few people looking at the moon and raising themselves.

When it comes to the Mid-Autumn Festival, what comes to mind should be "raise your head to invite the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown", it should be "raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio", it should be "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together......", compared with those poems that have been passed down for centuries, what is it that is praised by everyone at this time?

The hint of disdain at the corner of Li Yi's mouth was keenly captured by Zeng Zuimo, who had been staring at him not far away.

"I don't know what good poems I can make, but I'm very arrogant." snorted coldly, and Li Yi had already been killed on the spot in his heart, and he was arrogant.

"Oops!"

Xiaohuan's exclamation sounded in Li Yi's ears, he hurriedly turned his head to look, and found that the little maid was covering her head, and a young man opposite was covering her chest, and the placket in front of her was wet.

"Childe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" A look of panic appeared on the little girl's face, and she hurriedly bowed her head and apologized to the other party.

The young man was obviously not good-tempered, he was hit and splashed with tea, and was about to scold with a cold face, when he looked up and saw that the person in front of him was such a delicate girl, his expression was stunned at first, and an inexplicable brilliance suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Out of the way, out of the way......" The young man smiled and reached out to help her, and just then, a figure stood in front of him.

Seeing this, the young man frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Uncle."

Xiaohuan stood behind Li Yi like a child who made a mistake.

"Uncle?" The young man glanced at Li Yi suspiciously, looked at him and asked, "This girl...... Is it the maid of the brother? ”

"The little girl is not sensible, and she has caused trouble for her brother." Li Yi arched his hand to him and said a little apologetically.

"It's just a small thing." The young man glanced at the little maid, a hint of discoloration appeared in his eyes, and then looked at Li Yi and asked with a smile: "Brother Tai looks very raw, but I am a talented man in Qing'an Mansion......"

Li Yi noticed the way he looked at Xiaohuan, and when he saw that he was obviously starting to set up, his brows furrowed, and he casually opened his mouth to deal with a few words.

Just when he was about to get impatient, the young man suddenly changed his words, pointed to the two girls standing behind him, and said, "I wonder what Brother Tai thinks of these two maids below?" ”

Li Yi glanced up at him, not knowing what the other party meant.

The two girls were about seventeen or eighteen years old, and they should have been the innocent age of girls, but their eyebrows were full of fatigue, and their eyes were dull, far from the agility of Xiaohuan.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "I can't hide it, I like the maids of my brother Tai quite much, if my brother Tai agrees to cut his love, I am willing to exchange these two maids for this." ”

The two girls standing behind the young man, when they heard this, their expressions moved slightly, and they looked up at Li Yi, and a glimmer of light appeared in their eyes.

"Uncle......" When the little maid heard this, her pretty face turned white, and she immediately grabbed the corner of Li Yi's clothes, for fear that Li Yi would change her out.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any thoughts about the maid of the brother's platform." Li Yi looked up at her and replied lightly.

"It's sincere and sincere, why should Brother Tai refuse people thousands of miles away? To tell the truth, my father is the commander of Anxi County, and if there is anything in the future, there may be something to help in the future. Seeing that Li Yi didn't mean to agree, the young man was not in a hurry, and still said with a smile.

Qing'an Mansion City is under the jurisdiction of Anxi County, although there are still many people in the Mansion City who can suppress the Anxi County Order, but in the eyes of most people, this name can still scare people.

The young man's words were ostensibly a consultation, but in fact they were a threat.

What I secretly want to convey is ...... Master, I just fell in love with this girl, you have to change it, you have to change it, you have to change it, I am the son of the county order, you can do it yourself if you don't change it......

However, the name of the county commander Gongzi can scare others, but it can't scare Li Yi.

He slept in the palace, visited the Qinglou with the prince's son, and the son of the county order was a bird!

The young man's words were not deliberately concealed, between literati, such a thing as exchanging maids and concubines has existed since ancient times, and in their opinion, it is a normal thing, and at this moment, many people have gathered around, smiled and spoke, and said a few words for the young man.

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"The surname Liu is not a good thing, and when the little girl is in his hands, I am afraid that it will be ruined again."

"I don't know the scholar...... Will it be changed ......?"

"His father surnamed Liu is a county magistrate, so I'm afraid the scholar will ...... Alas......"

Not far away, several women from the Yunying Poetry Society sighed, their faces were not good-looking.

After all, they are also women, and of course they are not used to this kind of exchange of women as goods.

Wan Ruoqing sighed the same, although she was very resentful of such a thing in her heart, but it was not something they could change.

"This guy, shouldn't he change?"

Although he hated Li Yi in his heart, for some reason, Zeng Zuimo actually had an inexplicable confidence in him.

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"It's just a maid, the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, if the brother is willing to cut love, I'm afraid it will also become a beautiful talk in today's poetry club." At this time, a young man who seemed to be a little famous walked up, looked at Li Yi with a smile, and said, "In the next is Su Wentian, the president of the Dongli Poetry Society, Brother Liu is my friend, and I also ask Brother Tai to sell the next face." ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Li Yi returned the other party with a bright smile and said, "Sell your mother!" ”

"Poof!"

The next moment, the venue became quiet in an instant, and Zeng Zuimo just took a sip of tea and squirted it out violently.

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