"Miss Wan'er, what kind of place is this?" Li Jihe was on crutches, supported by Nangong Wan'er, and walked to the study of Di Fu Xi's courtyard, and saw that there were people sleeping soundly in the open air in the courtyard, and couldn't help but ask Nangong Wan'er strangely.

"This is the study room where the young masters of Di Mansion are reading and writing," Nangong Wan'er gritted her small broken teeth, raised her hand and pointed to Liu Yiyi lying on the bench and said, "No, the scholar who slept soundly is the teacher here." ”

The last time Liu Yiyi made two silver coins for nothing, Nangong Wan'er still remembers it in her heart, but Liu Yiyi's five poems have always been full of praise for Di Zhixun's long history, and she and Di Zhizhi have no reason to ask for the silver money back.

Listening to Di Zhizhi's words, since that incident, they wanted to embarrass Liu Yifan's mind but failed, not to mention the loss of four silver coins, and finally helped Liu Yifan increase the money, which is really hateful.

But at the same time as being angry in their hearts, the two little girls also admired Liu Yifan to some extent, at the very least, they didn't dare to come to Liu Yifan to 'buy' poems anymore, it was a matter of beating a dog with meat buns, and if they did it once, it was enough to make them regret it, how could they do it again?

"So, he's the gentleman who wrote "Chivalry"?" Li Jihe's eyes wandered, since he heard Nangong Wan'er occasionally recited to him "Chivalrous Journey", Li Jihe was attracted by the pride and grandeur revealed between the words of the poem, and he was even more fond of the gentleman who could write this poem, and he couldn't wait to see him sooner.

"It's him, but Brother Ji had better not have any fantasies about him, otherwise you will be disappointed." Nangong Wan'er reminded Ji He in a whisper, and when she saw Liu Yifan's underwhelming face, she felt a little resentful in her heart, and she didn't think that she remembered her two dollars again.

Maybe he heard something sound, and Liu Yiyi, who was comfortably sunburned, moved lightly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Well, Miss Wan'er is here, is it to buy poetry or music this time?" Liu Yiyi squinted and glanced at Nangong Wan'er, then glanced at Li Jihe next to her, and said vaguely: "Now that the market is rising, if Miss Wan'er still wants to buy poems and songs again, she needs to bring more money, one or two runs, or the old rules, no credit, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, well, or love poems and love songs, it is definitely a penny, and Tong Su is not bullied." ”

"Huh?" Li Jihe's face was inexplicable, what is buying poems and buying songs, isn't this a academy, how can there be a business of poems and songs? Turning his head to glance at Nangong Wan'er, Li Jihe asked softly, "Miss Wan'er, this is..?" ”

"Brother Ji, don't listen to his nonsense, this scholar has always been crazy when he speaks, and none of them are right," Nangong Wan'er's little face was drunk and red for a while, especially when she heard Liu Yiyi talk about the study of 'love poems and love songs', her face was even more red, annoyed and ashamed, and she didn't know how many times she cursed Liu Yiyi in her heart, if it weren't for Li Jihe's presence, Nangong Wan'er would have drawn her sword like Di Zhizhi.

"You're beautiful!" Nangong Wan'er tried her best to maintain some ladylike demeanor, glared at Liu Yiyi fiercely, and said, "Last time, you cheated me and Senior Sister Zhizhi out of the money, and we haven't settled accounts with you yet, hum!" ”

"Well, the sun is really nice today!" Yanagichi stretched and muttered softly, then lazily rolled over, turned sideways, faced the sun, and narrowed his eyes again. ignored Nangong Wan'er's words, no matter what she didn't ask, as if she hadn't heard what she was saying at all, the little girl was so angry that she stomped her feet again, and she had been drifting on the rivers and lakes for so long, how could she have been so idle?

This teacher is very interesting.

Seeing that Liu Yiyi is thin and small, and the bones of his palms are not very thick and strong, he doesn't seem to be a person who practices martial arts, and it is hard to believe that he is the one who can write the poem "Chivalrous Journey". However, 'people can't be good-looking', Li Jihe has long passed the age of judging people by their appearance, and he has been messing around in the East Palace for so many years, which has made him develop the habit of not underestimating anyone, so he didn't feel too disappointed about the weak appearance of the scholar in front of him. On the contrary, Liu Yiyi's peculiar performance made him arouse some interest.

It is not surprising that literati exchange poetry, or calligraphy and painting for money, after all, scholars are also human beings, and they also need to make a living, and selling their talents is also a common means, writing letters to people, selling calligraphy and paintings, or writing poems and songs for the teaching workshop, without a certain talent, it is impossible to do it, looking at the appearance of this Mr. Liu, it seems that he has done this business before.

"Mr. Liu, please, in Xia Jihe," Li Jihe stepped forward two steps, and bowed to Liu Yiyi lightly, looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to recognize the teaching gentleman on the bench in front of him as his benefactor Liu Yiyi.

"Well, I've heard of Miss Wan'er's lover, haven't you?" Liu Yiyi replied lightly, raised his eyelids, glanced at Li Jihe, and then lost his words. Li Jihe didn't recognize him, which was exactly what Liu Yiyi needed.

"Liu Yifan!!" didn't wait for Li Jihe to react, Nangong Wan'er took the lead in blushing and launching a rush, the word 'lover' gave her an urge to draw her sword again, no wonder Senior Sister Zhizhi had always disliked this Liu Yifan before, Liu Yifan's stinky mouth is really easy to make people impulsive: "If you talk nonsense again, don't blame this girl for being unkind to you!" ”

"Brother Ji He is inconvenient to stand, so let's sit down on the side first," Liu Yiyi said a rare decent word, and he still ignored Nangong Wan'er's words and warnings, and directly ignored the past. He had already seen that this Nangong Wan'er seemed to have some meaning for Li Jihe, and it was rare to be able to face the three huge hideous scars on Li Jihe's face without changing color, disgust, and rare.

"You!" After being ignored several times in a row, Nangong Wan'er's hand finally couldn't help but put her hand on the sword.

"Miss Wan'er," Li Jihe screamed softly, stopped Nangong Wan'er's movements, and softly comforted: "Mr. Liu doesn't know, I think it was unintentional just now, Miss Wan'er should not take it to heart." ”

"But," Nangong Wan'er glanced at Li Jihe, then glared at Liu Yiyi again, snorted coldly, and took her hand away from the iron sword. After all, this is the Di Mansion, a family of eunuchs, no better than the rivers and lakes where she used to be.

Li Jihe arched his hand at Liu Yiyi again, thanked him for letting him sit down, and pulled Nangong Wan'er together to sit down on the bamboo chair next to Liu Yiyi.

After a while, seeing that Liu Yiyi was still closing his eyes and recuperating, looking like an old god was lazy on the ground, and he didn't mean to speak again, Li Jihe said softly to Liu Yiyi: "Listening to Miss Wan'er's words, I got a poem "Chivalrous Journey" from Mr. Liu a few days ago, the poem is majestic and heroic, Ji is very admired in his heart, and it is Ji's honor to meet Mr. today. ”

"What you did when you were young is insignificant, Brother Ji He is polite," Liu Yiyi replied lightly and said: "But if Brother Ji He still wants to listen to it again, Liu doesn't mind making another song for Brother Ji He." ”

"Humph!" Seeing that Liu Yifan was selling his poems without shame and skinlessness, Nangong Wan'er couldn't help but snort lightly.

"Ji He also wants to listen to Mr.'s masterpieces again, but Ji He is now in the right time to be down, and he has no money to polish his pen for Mr., ashamed!" Li Jihe arched his hand lightly at Liuyi, there was nothing else on his body except for a sharp long sword, speaking of which, he was also a poor bastard now.

"In this way, I don't want to be a hero like Brother Ji He, and I will be as shy as Liu," as soon as he heard that Li Jihe had no money in his hand, Liu Yiyi suddenly lacked interest, and once again lay his body flat, basking in the sun, and didn't mention the words that he was going to compose a poem just now. He did not give people the habit of writing poetry for nothing.

"Miser!" Nangong Wan'er glanced at Liu Yiyi disdainfully, touched her purse, which was already a little shriveled, and finally was not willing to take out two more dollars to buy Liu Yifan's poems. After being in the trap once, Nangong Wan'er didn't want to come back a second time.

"Mr. Liu laughed, Ji is just a down-and-out ranger, and he can't be a hero

These four words. And one good poem is enough, Ji is not such a greedy person. Li Jihe didn't care about Liu Yiyi's rudeness at all, he still had a warm smile on his face, but the three scars on his face made his smile a lot more hideous.

"Contented, Chang Le, Brother Ji is broad-minded, he is a real person, quite an ancient chivalrous style, rare!" Liu Yiyi opened his eyes unexpectedly, glanced at Li Jihe, and praised Li Jihe softly.

Looking at the sun in the sky, it had begun to deviate to the west, Liu Yiyi stretched his waist, sat up from the bench, and said softly to Li Jihe and Nangong Wan'er: "The lunch break has passed, Liu is going to give a lesson to the two young masters, please take care of yourself." ”

"Well, and," halfway through, Liu Yiyi turned around again, glanced at Nangong Wan'er and Li Jihe playfully, and whispered to Li Jihe: "I see that you are a good person, I will send you a love poem for free, which is considered a piece of advice." ”

"Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth.

The flowers can be folded straight, and the branches must be broken without flowers. ”

After chanting a song "Golden Silk Clothes" aloud, Liu Yiyi laughed and entered the study, not caring at all about the fact that behind her, Nangong Wan'er looked like she was about to draw her sword and cut people.

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