The rise of the prince

Chapter 215
Shit Yinyin
Shen Yinfeng was disdainful in his heart, but still said politely on the surface: "Of course not, I think brother Ma likes Yinyin girls, so don't worry, a gentleman will not take away people's love."

"Haha, is that so?" Ma Yuan couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered up his smile, so that his face was weird.

Shen Yinfeng still kept smiling, but he underestimated the person in front of him by three points in his heart, he couldn't help thinking of that charming face in his mind.

"Hahahaha, I think Miss Yin Yin is more beautiful, her libretto is also a masterpiece in Beijing, and she is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Ma Yuan was still talking non-stop, but Shen Yinfeng didn't listen at all, those ordinary women, who danced coquettishly and showed off their beauty, were nothing more than high-end prostitutes, how could they compare with the girl he admired.

He couldn't help but think of the meeting a few years ago. The woman spoke naturally and handled things appropriately. She was always calm and entertaining during dinners and dinners.

He used to be a lover of love and moon, and he lingered among the flowers for so long, but he had never seen such a strange woman, and then he knew that she was the virtuous wife he had dreamed of.

Can understand the general situation, can manage affairs, can understand human feelings, and has a beautiful appearance, which is all over the country.

In a few years, he will be the head of the Can family. He doesn't want his wife to be a beautiful vase, flashy.

Since then, he has come to the capital every year, and he has seen the treasure ship more than once. He wants to redeem the woman he likes, and then marry her as his wife to take charge of the family business, but every year he always gives the same negative answer.

Year after year, Niannian thought of various ways to find what she liked, gave her a lot of money and gifts, and wrote poems and lyrics for her, but they all ended without a problem.

Maybe she has some fetters, Shen Yinfeng thought so.

Then it occurred to her that she was the oiran every year, maybe she was reluctant to bear the title of oiran?Thinking of this, I feel a little uncomfortable. How can the woman he likes think about showing her face all day long and pleasing others for a living.

But he still thought of a way: if she is no longer the oiran and has nothing to worry about, it's time to leave with him.

So he came again this year, but this time he didn't go to the Fumeng Tower, but to the Jinyu Pavilion.

"Master Shen must be ready to make a big show tonight."

"Ah? Oh, it's really a clumsy work, haha." Ma Yuan's words pulled him back from his thoughts, and the treasure ship in the distance had been dragged upstream by hundreds of trackers, and gradually went away.

"At that time, I'm afraid it will be an eye-opener." Ma Yuan said with a smile.

Shen Yinfeng didn't want to talk to him, just nodded, but the scholar Ma Yuan didn't understand at all, and continued: "I don't know what kind of tricks that Baoyuan monk did to lock himself upstairs and pretend to be aloof Let me talk, I think nine out of ten are not true, otherwise why are you so timid."

Shen Yinfeng just smiled, he is not interested in the monk's affairs, he has only one purpose, and he is sure of winning.

"Sigh, this year's poetry meeting is really boring. Back in the capital, Xie Linjiang was the only one who could barely compete with my son. Now that he has gone to Jiangzhou to take a job, he is really lonely without an opponent. Miss Yin Yin's oiran is already a winner. He pretended to be a gesture, shaking his head sadly.

Can Sheng really couldn't stand him, and said he wanted to go to the toilet, so he took the opportunity to leave.

"The treasure ship first passed the Jinyu Pavilion, and then it had to pass through Lily of the Valley and Yilanxuan before arriving at our Fumeng Tower. At that time, the emperor's grandson, brother Cao, and I will come forward to present these poems, which are really good poems." It won't be too late to wait for the treasure ship to arrive at Yongyue Pavilion." Yan Junru said.

"That's right, most of the Yongyue Pavilion is full of scholars, and there are many dignitaries waiting there, so the dedication is the best at that time." Cao Yu nodded in agreement.

"Shangyuan Ci is written every year, which has become a rule, and there is no need to guess the questions, but because it is written every year, all good words are written, and some people have prepared early, which makes it more difficult." Tian Qiyu frowned.

"I also want to write lyrics for Shiyu." Mo Yunliu said.

Li Yu said indifferently: "You can write if you want, and ask me what to do."

"It's always inconvenient for a cocoa woman to write lyrics and send them to the treasure ship. What if someone gossips." After all, she is a married woman, and she should think of her husband as well as herself.

Li Yu waved his hand indifferently: "What are you afraid of, I will accompany you when the time comes."

"En!" Mo Yunliu hugged Li Yu's arm happily.

Shiyu stood up gratefully and bowed: "Thank you for your help recently, the little girl can't repay, I feel really guilty, there are only some gold and silver things, please be sure to accept them."

This is Mama Tian bringing someone in, carrying a plate covered with silk, on which there are heavy silver ingots.

"Haha, what did Miss Shiyu say, we are all voluntary, we are friends, we should help each other, why should we be so out of touch." Yan Junru said.

Li Yu also interjected: "Yes, the wife's affairs are my business, so feel free to speak up if there is any inconvenience."

Everyone declined, and finally took the money.

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Afterwards, everyone talked about it in a hurry, and they were all full of ambitions, just for the showdown tonight.

"you sure?"

Li Xingzhou nodded: "Sure, it may be difficult to understand at first, but please trust me, General, and do as I tell you."

Zhong Daoyu frowned: "Although you are very witty, the old man has seen it before, but this is too much. I don't know why."

Li Xingzhou has considered this issue before. It is obviously impossible for people to accept the knowledge summed up over thousands of years. Two people with a gap in knowledge reserve will not understand what they are talking about, let alone a thousand years of difference.

The most troublesome thing is that Zhong Daoyu is not Degong, but Degong is a civil servant. Although he has a high position and authority, he has a poetic romantic temperament, so sometimes even if he makes nonsense remarks, Degong will not be conclusive. Slow down and think.

Zhong Daoyu is different, he is a man of iron and blood, and he is decisive in killing. To him, whether this is true or not, whether it is OK or not, is just a sentence, and there is absolutely no "seeing the effect later".

"At this moment, there is no other way. Is there any other way for the general besides trusting me? It doesn't make much difference whether you believe me or not. The general decides for himself." Li Xingzhou said, he could only gamble.

The living room was quiet, he remained calm, but he could always hear his own heartbeat.

On the other side, Zhong Daoyu closed his eyes, as if weighing the pros and cons.
Time passed slowly, and after a long time, the tea in hand had run out of heat.

Finally, he opened his eyes and said slowly: "This old man doesn't believe you."

Li Xingzhou's heart sank all of a sudden.
"But tomorrow I will let Zhao Guanghua go to Tongfu. You are right. Even if you don't believe me, there is no way to get rid of you right now."

"Heh, you old man is really good at playing with people!" Li Xingzhou almost wanted to scold his mother, can he finish his sentence in one sitting, is it so tricky, the ancients are so naive.

(End of this chapter)