Chapter 280 Xin Youyou, fuck your grandma!
Li Chengfeng woke up when the tom-tom drum sounded.
There is no schedule today, and there is no news of His Majesty summoning me.
I was thinking of going to take a look, but unexpectedly, Helian Chaolu's door was wide open again, and I could see her figure from standing in the yard.
Gather all the hair to the top of the head, twist it into a tight bundle, twist it into a flat round bun, and secure it with a silver hairpin that goes through it horizontally.
Li Chengfeng had experience in the northern border and knew that this was the most common wind-vortex single bun in the area.
There were pen and ink spread out on the table. At this time, Helian Chaolu was holding a piece of paper in a daze. When she noticed her gaze, she turned her head away.
She wore no makeup, and a few strands of hair hung down at the sides of her neck.
Li Chengfeng's breathing stagnated for a moment, then returned to normal in an instant.
Unlike yesterday when she was fully made up, today she looks like the girl next door.
He came forward to the threshold, clasped his fists in greeting, and said, "Miss Helian is awake."
"Yes." Helian Chaolu replied softly, then stood up and handed the manuscript to the other party, "Please ask Captain Li to take it to the front hall."
Li Chengfeng took it and glanced at it, and found that they were the two poems he recited in the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday.
Although he was a warrior, he had a good memory. Moreover, both poems were catchy and he memorized them after hearing them once. He was just going through the motions in the front hall last night.
Thinking of the enthusiasm of those literati and poets, Li Chengfeng narrowed his eyes.
What you can't get will always cause unrest. I didn't release it yesterday, but I wanted to whet the appetite of the writers first.
He had already made some guesses and made an association in an instant, and agreed without hesitation.
The daughter of a noble from the northwestern border court, to put it bluntly, is an insignificant person in Fengjing.
How could he enter the Prime Minister's residence and meet Prime Minister Pei? And he was praised.
This praise seemed to have legs and spread throughout Fengjing in less than half a day.
What’s the matter? The prime minister’s residence is a sieve.
Li Chengfeng is not a fool. Who else can he look to if not Prime Minister Pei to determine the direction of the court's opinion?
Walking towards the front hall, he experienced what it meant to be the center of attention.
As soon as the sky was getting light, the front hall was already crowded with people.
Just seeing him holding the paper immediately caused a commotion.
"But there's a new work?"
"It must be. Bring it over and have a look."
"Don't rush, don't rush. First come, first served, understand? I came last night."
…
Amid the noise, Li Chengfeng held the manuscript in his arms and walked through the crowd to the front counter.
The shopkeeper stood there, smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.
Normally at this time he would still be in his warm bed and would not get up at dawn.
But with the successful case of Songtao Pavilion in front of him, he had no time to sleep in.
I was clearly living in his shop, but someone took advantage of me. I was so angry that I almost died.
So when the shopkeeper saw Li Chengfeng striding towards him with the piece of paper, his heart started pounding.
"Shopkeeper, this is Miss Helian's poem manuscript. Please post it."
"Okay!" The shopkeeper's voice trembled as if he had heard the most wonderful instruction. "Don't worry, Captain Li. I will definitely frame it well."
Li Chengfeng nodded and turned away.
But what he just said was like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, causing the front hall to explode and rush forward like mad.
He used his true Qi to protect his body and was able to squeeze out.
Right now, it seems that the incident has only spread to the front hall of the inn, but it will probably spread to the entire Fengjing literary world in less than half a day.
Qin Zhaoyuechen woke up immediately.
I went to bed early last night and didn’t toss and turn even though I drank too much, so I slept well.
The night was peaceful and there was no sign of any hidden tricks by the noble family, so they immediately returned home.
Dou Zuan disappeared and turned into Yinzhe to stay by his side.
"Oh," Qin Zhaoyue raised an eyebrow, "Master Yinzhe is in the prime of his life now, why is your lover nowhere to be seen?"
Yinzhe: ...
When the words "dou zui" and "little lover" were linked in my mind, I felt like killing someone.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Qin Zhaoyue smiled.
My head was groggy yesterday, and the scenes in the dungeon occupied too many emotions.
Thinking back, did Yinzhe really have a crush on Douzhan?
Do lovers finally get married? Qin Zhaoyue expressed doubts.
For such a cold person, why not just confirm the relationship? Why does he have to hold hands and show off his love in public? It seems that it doesn’t fit in with Yinzhe’s personality.
"To congratulate you two on your upcoming wedding, I composed a ballad overnight, specially for you two. Would you like to listen to it?"
Haha, Yinzhe laughed.
I went back to the palace last night to deliver a message, and then immediately rushed back to Chengyuan.
It took about two incense sticks of time, and when he came back, Xiaoliu was already drunk and asleep.
She stayed by his side, composing music all night long, who was she trying to fool?
"It's just a small matter, Your Highness, please don't worry about it."
Qin Zhaoyue waved her hand and said, "Hey, we're all acquaintances. Don't be polite to me. I'll sing for you."
"Oh my dear, don't worry, I will only hold your red sleeves for you in this life;
After three rounds of wine, the moon is on the branches, and my heart is at ease~~~"
"Oh my dear, don't worry, when spring comes the building will be covered with snow again.
Live up to the eternity, live up to the longevity, you and I will grow old together~~~"
It's like a slang tune, and it sounds quite pleasant.
Of course, that was what Sui Mo felt, someone was so annoying that he almost exploded.
"Holding the red sleeves", and "just for you", my heart is wandering, damn it!
Qin Zhaoyue finished singing and looked at the other side provocatively, "What do you think, sir?"
Yinzhe suppressed the nausea in his heart and decided not to fall behind at this moment.
Otherwise, with Xiaoliu's personality, wouldn't he tease her about this all day long?
So he spoke lightly:
"The sound is so grumpy and the beat is so rigid."
"It's noisy and weird, the tune is short and repetitive, and it's completely uninteresting."
"The lyrics are plain and blunt, vulgar and commonplace, lacking any depth."
"It is almost unbearable to the ear, and it is not the right kind of music."
Yinzhe received palace education since childhood, so he did have some aesthetic sense. In just a few words, he criticized the tune to pieces.
Qin Zhaoyue knew very well that this tune was not worthy of being performed in a formal setting.
When I first came here, I experienced the days of revelry every night. The orthodox music of this era was so "elegant".
As a local dog, it's okay for her to appreciate it once or twice, but after listening to it too many times, she has only one comment: sleepy.
But... it's just a little tune, but it's still a beautiful wish for shameless love.
Even so, he still said a bunch of bad things. Is it really that serious?
Oh, you little hidden stinger, you're so funny, I caught you...
Yinzhe caught the playful smile on Xiaoliu's lips, and felt secretly resentful. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared.
"Eh? Why didn't Master Yinzhe show up?
Is it more shy or angry?
Don’t hide it, come out and talk about the emotional journey of you and your lover..."
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