I eat property in Datang

Chapter 102 Flying into the flowers and disappearing

In Miss Xiaowei's attic room!

The detective maid came back in a hurry to report: "Miss, the people in the two rooms who were fighting have stopped, but the person who slandered you just now asked for Wenbi and let you be the referee."

Miss Xiaowei moved her autumn eyes, blinked her eyelashes, and was stunned.

Obviously the news surprised her a little too.

"Miss, this person is too arrogant, and he has no self-knowledge at all. Just now he disliked you, miss, and he said that he has heard the sounds of nature, and then he wants to secretly play tricks to please miss. It is too shameless." The maid said indignantly.

Miss Xiaowei smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, in this brothel song shop, gossip is commonplace, more or less, less or less."

Miss Xiaowei sat down, and then lightly plucked the strings, only tuned a few notes, and then pressed her palms on the surface of the piano again.

The sound stopped abruptly.

Together with the sound of the piano, the noise in the whole brothel suddenly disappeared.

Everyone pricked up their ears.

Old regular customers will know that this is Miss Xiaowei Yunke, who can show their literary talents.

"It's a little early today!"

"That's right! Usually Miss Xiaowei can start to accept admiration later in the evening..."

"Whatever it is, since Miss Xiaowei is here, let's go!"

When Chang Sun Chong heard the sound of the piano stopped, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Cheng Dabiao, come on, Miss Xiaowei is waiting for your vulgar sayings!"

"Hahaha..." Gao Xingxing and the others burst out laughing.

"You!" Cheng Chumo couldn't see how arrogant Sun Chong and others were.

Huang Meng grabbed him and whispered: "Chu Mo, don't worry, I will make you hug the beauty later."

"Ahem! Dameng, what you said is true." Cheng Chumo was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Dameng, can you still write poetry?"

He didn't remember what poem Huang Meng wrote, and he didn't even hear Huang Meng read it.

Li Zhen and the others also had doubts on their faces.

We have known each other for so long, but I have never heard Huang Meng read a poem.

Apart from knowing that he is very good at arithmetic, I really have never seen this article.

Huang Meng said with a mysterious smile: "I understand a little bit, just wait until you read according to what I said. Today we will not only let Chu Mo get what he wants, but also make everyone listen to the music, and let you Miss Xiaowei personally come over."

Come over in person.

A few people dare not imagine.

But they have always trusted Huang Meng, and Huang Meng said that it can do it, and most likely it will not be false.

Someone stood up impatiently, and then recited the poem he had prepared long ago.

Everyone knows Miss Xiaowei's rules, so someone secretly bought some poems and waited to show them out today.

Hope to gain favor.

However, when the poems were sent to Miss Xiaowei, they were declined one by one.

Many people expressed regret.

"Cheng Chumo, come on!" Chang Sun Chong said with a strong smile on his face.

Cheng Chumo said: "Adults let the children, I'm afraid you will lose all chances after reading my poem, let you go first."

"Hahaha, you are so self-aware, if you are afraid of making a fool of yourself, just say it straight, you can surrender half of the loss if you admit defeat early!" The eldest grandson rushed to be impolite, and after finishing the sarcasm, he raised his head and puffed out his chest and said:

"Han Wu is a good god, looking for longevity wine. Fang Shuo is wonderful and humorous, and he has lubricated his mouth early. So far, the pavilion on the lake, why is the wine fragrant?"

"Good poems, good poems! Young Master Changsun has a brilliant literary talent, I can't wait!"

After Chang Sun Chong finished reading, there was applause from all around, and the people who came with him cheered again and again.

Chang Sun Chong proudly cast a provocative look at Cheng Chumo.

Cheng Chumo looked at Huang Meng, Huang Meng said: "Be safe and don't be impatient."

Soon Miss Xiaowei's maid came down and gave Changsun Chong a blessing, and then said: "Young Master Changsun's poems have their subtleties. Miss Xiaowei said it, and I will keep it for now. Grandson, please forgive me!"

This means there is drama.

At least it caught the eyes of Miss Xiaowei, and even if she couldn't stay overnight, she could at least invite her to listen to a song.

Of course, people also laid an ambush in advance, and that is the case if there is no one who can beat this poem.

If there are better ones, then sorry to continue to work hard next time.

But this is the best news for Chang Sun Chong.

His heart was a little excited, even a little wild.

"Congratulations, brother grandson!"

"Congratulations, grandson!"

The eldest grandson cleared his throat and cupped his fists and said, "Everyone agrees, all your consumption today is mine."

"Fresh, the eldest grandson is really a hero!" Everyone also complimented.

You can go whoring for nothing today, this wave of excitement is not in vain.

"Of course, one room doesn't count!" Zhang Sun Chong looked in the direction of Cheng Chumo and the others.

Everyone understands what it means.

Cheng Chumo snorted coldly: "Beggars are rare."

"Hahaha, that beggar, you just wrote a poem for everyone to see and see!" Chang Sun Chong was so proud of himself at this time.

After coming so many times, I finally got the favor of Miss Xiaowei.

Huang Meng whispered a few times in Cheng Chumo's ear, and Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up after he finished listening.

A smile appeared on the tense face.

"Ahem, just do it, let me listen to it." Cheng Chumo also coughed and said:

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven, eighty, ninety pieces!"

"Hahaha... what is this?"

Chang Sun Chong and the others burst into laughter after hearing half of it.

This TM is poetry, you are trying to figure it out.

Count them one by one from one to ten.

"No! I'm going to die laughing!"

"Let me support the wall, I'm afraid I'll fall to the ground..."

"What are you laughing at? I haven't finished my work yet. Do you have any qualities? You are a literati and a genius. That's how Miss Xiaowei can look up to you. What kind of frog is a toad?" Cheng Chumo's face darkened more than half, Immediately, the swear words poured out.

Chang Sun Chong and the others immediately stopped laughing.

Are toads different from frogs?
Cheng Chumo's mouth is so poisonous.

"Okay, then Mr. Cheng will continue to do it!"

Cheng Chu glanced at them silently, then recalled what Huang Meng taught him just now, and said: "Thousands of pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces..."

"Pfft!" Gao Xing wiped his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't hold back, you go on, go on!"

Immediately, there was another chuckle in the whole brothel.

This Mr. Cheng is really interesting. Next, you don’t want the earth to be a piece of land, the sky to be a piece, the water to be a piece to the river, and the sea to be a piece.

Even the little girl in the attic was also entertained by Dou.

The maid at the side said: "Miss, although this son of Duke Lu's family is vulgar and has a rough appearance, he is really an interesting person."

"Interesting, then I'll give you to him!" Miss Xiaowei joked.

Then I heard Cheng Chumo on the other side read the fourth sentence again.

"Fly into the flowers and disappear!"

The girl Xiaowei's eyes lit up immediately, and she couldn't help moving her index finger on the piano.

The sound of "Zheng!" hit everyone's eardrums.

(End of this chapter)