Chapter 30

Fang Yusheng answered in his heart, but he didn't say it to her face. Instead, with a faint smile, he took out the fan Muling had prepared for her and prepared to answer.

Then she had an idea. She shook her fan mysteriously, looked at Jiang Xuanli and said faintly, "if I say it, would you please tie up today's wine money, brother?"

Only a small amount of silver. Anything that can be solved with money is not a thing. Jiang Xuanli quickly agreed.

With the sound of "brush", Fang Yusheng opened the fan and revealed her exquisite face. She was very happy and lightly replied, "I'm not sure if I'm wrong, my fair lady. I'm a friend of zither and harp. I'm not sure if I'm wrong, my fair lady. I'm a bell and drum musician."

She has curved eyebrows and eyes. Smart people can see that she should be a daughter's family.

Only Jiang Xuanli didn't know that he didn't put the elegant childe in blue robe and the beautiful woman in blue silk skirt together. In his eyes, they were completely two people.

When Fang Yusheng said everything, Jiang Xuanli was in a good mood. He directly put the silver on the table and said gently, "waiter, I've wrapped up the wine money for this table. The best wine."

"OK." the waiter's busy voice sounded. Everyone guessed which young master the man in green robe was. He was incredibly versatile. Originally, Jiang Xuanli was one of the best people in the city. Although he was a military general, he had the gentle temperament of a civil servant.

Beautiful Confucian, others really look amazing.

"Then let's pair up. I'll write the upper couplet. How are you doing with the lower couplet?" Jiang Xuanli became interested. He always liked these things, so he liked to come to "Qingcheng wine restaurant" alone.

Sometimes listen to the swordsmen who uphold swordsmanship and justice and tell us about the strange things in other places. Sometimes you can learn a lot by listening to vendors from different countries talk about their customs.

For this time, Fang Yusheng is naturally happy. It is actually a kind of happiness to be with the people he loves. Even if Jiang Xuanli only thought she was a fellow believer, she cherished this past time.

"You say." Fang Yusheng opened his mouth faintly, and Muling watched the war. His eyes were full of smiling expressions, which made it difficult to figure out his mood and emotion at the moment, and he couldn't understand it at all.

Jiang Xuanli raised his lips and smiled. Fang Yusheng saw him smile like this for the first time. Usually, even when facing Jiang Yueying, he implemented the rites of kings and ministers very well, and naturally it was impossible to laugh.

Thinking of this, Fang Yusheng was annoyed again. He clearly said to forget him. Now that he is near the horizon, how can he say that forgetting can be forgotten.

"The beauty of the corridor bridge is drunk alone under the moon." Jiang Xuanli also poured himself wine. It is still the same Qili fragrance as Fang Yusheng. This wine fragrance is particularly comfortable to ask, and many people like it very much.

After thinking for a few seconds, Fang Yusheng thought of the answer.

But she didn't want to say, so she kept silent. She really had selfishness. She wanted to spend more time with Jiang Xuanli, even if she already knew that her time was coming. Soon she was not Fang Yusheng who was laughing and playing here. She was Fang Cainv in a cage. She was restricted everywhere and had to be threatened by others.

Seeing that others were already a little impatient, Fang Yusheng opened the fan, smiled and replied, "green willow restaurant meets friends with poetry."

This completely explained what they were doing at the moment. Jiang Xuanli clapped his hands and shouted, "wonderful, brother, you are really good at singing poetry. You are worthy of being a talent and refreshing!"

Even though Jiang Xuanli was gentle by nature, he was very excited when he met his fellow disciples. With a hearty smile, he drank a bowl of wine.

"I think it's OK, but the childe's poetry is good." Fang Yusheng is a little modest. She doesn't know why she thinks so. In short, looking at Jiang Xuanli, she can always think that on the night of the Lantern Festival, he jumped into the water to save her, and then sent her home. It can be said that she suddenly softened her heart.

But human life cannot be controlled by heaven.

I don't know who made the noise, so I suddenly yelled: "I think if the city is a good person in poetry and poetry, regardless of men and women, it is probably the third miss of the Fang family. Although she is a little naughty, poetry and poetry are true and unique!"

"Isn't it rumored that she was angry with many private school students? How did she learn it?"

"It's strange to say. Maybe it's normal to linger in different environments all day and be influenced by everything."

"Yes, it's a pity that she has entered the palace, otherwise she can have a competition. Since she is a fellow believer, she naturally does not distinguish between men and women."

Everyone talked about it one after another. Fang Yusheng lowered his head and didn't speak. Opposite him sat the uncle selling sugar gourd. He looked at her with a smile, but he didn't reveal that she was a woman.

Muling stood up with a smile and looked at the people and asked, "I don't know where you heard that Miss Fang's third daughter is proficient in poetry, songs and Fu. Have you seen it or have you tried it with her in person?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Looking at this scene, Muling continued to bow his head and smile, then faintly looked at the people watching the play in the tavern and said softly: "I only heard that the third miss of the Fang family is very naughty. She doesn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry appreciation and needlework. Is it a rumor? After all, what she has to see with her own eyes is true."

Fang Yusheng rolled his eyes, and the Muling tore down her platform again.

Since she was young, in most of her heart, she was the third miss of fangfu with bad deeds. Now that she entered the palace, she finally had a good reputation. Muling stirred up again, and her reputation was ruined.

"It doesn't matter. I'll go to the palace to see her sister in a few days. If I'm lucky to see her, I'll ask the emperor to make her pile poems and songs with me. Then I'll know whether it's true or not. I think everyone should believe what I said!" Jiang Xuanli drank another bowl of wine and smiled brightly.

Everyone knows Jiang Xuanli's identity. He was born as a military general. He is the eldest young master of the prime minister's house. He is gentle by nature, but he also has the bright side of a big man. Some young ladies in the city have long promised him.

The crowd echoed: "that's great. We naturally believe master Jiang's words. On the one hand, we can prove whether the third miss of fangfu is really ignorant and incompetent. On the other hand, we can let the big guys see who is the most knowledgeable person in the city. It's always necessary to choose the first talent in the city."

"Yes, yes, wonderful."

Mu Leng's face was wrong for a moment, but he smiled helplessly at the bright eyes of Yu Sheng above. Sure enough, everyone will meet the person destined. Then, no matter how big a hero you are, you will always be defeated by him.

Feiqi looked at the sky. It was getting late now. He blinked at Muling, and Muling understood the reason.