Chapter 629 Birthday
Liu Yang wanted to eat dumplings on her birthday, because her senior sisters and instructors would make dumplings for her on her birthday since she was a child.

With Lin Yujiao's craftsmanship and her special fingertip water, the stuffing was so fresh that it could swallow your tongue. Liu Yang drank a large bowl of water wine with the dumplings.

As soon as she was full, she patted her stomach with great satisfaction: "Dumpling wine, dumpling wine, I have dumplings every year! Come, thank you, sir and madam!"

"Hahaha, Miss Liu, your drinking words are very good! Come on, let's have a bowl of dumplings every year!"

Four dishes, a pot of dumplings, regardless of master and servant, the birthday dinner is very warm.

If you eat too much, you should be more active. When Li Xiuyu was at home, Liu Yang never accompanied Lin Yujiao, so she practiced swords in the backyard and muttered to herself.

Suddenly a purse fell under her feet with a "bang". The purse was dark in color and rough in workmanship. It looked like something the man bought from an embroidery shop.

"What are you doing? Could it be that beating people with money is popular now?"

Ning Jie's expression was calm: "Aren't you a money fan? I heard from senior brother that today is your birthday. I don't have time to prepare a birthday present for you, so I'll just give you two gold ingots."

Liu Yang opened the purse, and sure enough, there were two plum-shaped gold ingots inside, each about a dozen or so!
Damn!

Sure enough, he is a rich man, a small birthday gift to give 20 taels of gold?
Liu Yang wanted to ask: What the hell, can I have ten or eight birthdays a year?
It's just that this man speaks too badly!

Liu Yang raised his hand, and threw the purse back: "I love money, but a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way! I have no relationship or reason with you, I am sorry to accept the gift from Mr. Ning, please take it back!"

Ning Jie was angry: "Then this is the capital for me to buy poetry from you!"

"Do not sell!"

"Why! You can sell poems to Zijun, why can't you sell poems to me?"

Speaking of poetry, Liu Yang twitched...

Those damn poems really shouldn't be stolen, this Jiang Zijun is such a treacherous bastard, he even bought a poem for ten taels of silver for a bet!
"Young Master Jiang is using my poems to earn money, so they can be sold!"

Ning Jie was not convinced: "I can do it too!"

Liu Yang turned around and gave Ning Jie a flat look: "You are the rice that the whole world owes you, and you have paid off your face, how can you still sell your poems?"

This look made Ning Jie jump up: "You look down on me?"

Liu Yang nodded very honestly: "Yes! I really look down on you! You are still so immature, not mature and smooth at all, Mr. Jiang's job is not suitable for you, Mr. Ning! It's late at night, Mr. Ning will go back to rest Think of another way, goodbye!"

The eldest son of Prince Yu's Mansion...

In the era of feudal society, what kind of princes and ministers' families, which one is not a lot of big wives and little wives?
And that fucking emperor, in order to win people's hearts, he fucking likes to give beauties to those people!

Hmph, sister won't go to the muddy water of your house!

Seeing Liu Yang's footsteps without turning his head, Ning Jie was so angry that his eyes would pop out: "Stinky girl, you look down on me!"

"Stop scolding, everyone has already left!"

The moment someone bumped into him in a panic, Ning Jie's anger immediately shifted: "Old Wu, what are you doing with me! Tell me, are you deliberately trying to sabotage my good business?"

His good thing?
Jiang Zijun's heart skipped a beat: Could it be that the second brother really fell in love with Miss Liu...

(End of this chapter)

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