It seems that Yufu got her first? She complained about her weakness if she failed to frame her. She was really disgusting. She raised her eyebrows in disgust. Lan and Jin smiled coldly: "Since my sister wants to hear the straightforward words, I will tell you again,

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Every time Lan and Jin said a word, Yufu's little face turned pale. In the end, there was no trace of blood. She fell down dejectedly and was dragged down by the two servants and punished.

     "It's really hard to listen to your song!" Young Master Qi sighed, his eyes full of regret.

Lan Hejin smiled and said, "This piano is about burning incense and clean clothes to seek knowledge. Yufu is not Zhong Ziqi, nor is I Yu Boya. Even if she plays the last song, it is just a waste of time!"

"Yu Boya? Zhong Ziqi? Who are these?" There seemed to be some fresh words popping out of her mouth! Gongziqi's lips curled up and his eyes were bright.

"Uh...this is a story!" Lan Hejin let out a few words. The first time she had the urge to cut her tongue. How could she pretend to be knowledgeable in an overhaul era?

, Isn’t this Hongguoguo asks for trouble? After summarizing the language for a long time, Lan Hejin roughly told Gongzi Qi that Yu Boya threw the piano and thanked Zhiyin.

"Boya is a very famous musician. She happened to meet the woodcutter Zhong Ziqi. Zhong Ziqi understood the meaning of his tune. The two fell in love with each other at first sight and agreed to get together a year later. But later Zhong Ziqi did not go to the appointment, and Yu Boya found him.

It was only when he was a family that Zhong Ziqi had passed away a few months ago. So in order to express his respect for this confidant, Yu Boya smashed off his priceless phoenix-tail zither. "Aesthetic story, popular vernacular,

Lan Hejin couldn't help but appreciate her and Chengdu has been promoted to a higher level. It seems that she has the talent for translation and summary. After a few days, she must ask Si Xueyi for a job as a bookmaker.

I also created a name for the name "Siku Quanshu"> and other things to keep it in history...

"The story is good!" Young Master Qi nodded, and everyone said, "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water." It is better to find a soulmate to have a life worthy of people." Everyone said that Jin Xiang is very literary, but now he tells a vernacular story.

Let the Lord open my eyes!"

Lan Hejin's right eye twitched. Looking at the young master Qi's good mood, he knew that this guy wanted to come and find a self-sufficient problem again, so he raised his eyebrows and said shamelessly: "I really dislike this story Mandarin Chinese vernacular, so

I specially wrote a poem for it!" Saying that the word "invested" means "invested". There was a difference between flowers and classical Chinese so early, and the pressure was huge...

"Speak!"

"Broken Yaoqin and phoenix tail, Ziqi is not playing it to anyone. Spring 0 wind is full of friends, and it is difficult to find a soulmate." Lan Hejin smiled slightly and slowly said it as a song. Don't say it,

I took the poems of ancient people to show my face, and I really only had one word of my heart--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Zi Jin is so interesting. I really want to take you as my own!" The servants around had already gone down, and Young Master Qi stopped shy of his hand and took it directly into the trap.

With her slender waist, she felt the elegant fragrance of peach blossoms at the tip of her nose. The young master was so serious that she had no desire to hide her.

"It's very expensive to hire me, I'm afraid you can't afford the price!" Lan Hejin's waist was itchy by the young master's Qi, and his little hand angrily hit the big hand that was not 0 rules, and stepped on it fiercely.

Young Master Qi kicked and rubbed a man's instep with white silk embroidered shoes embroidered with lilac plum blossoms a few times. Young Master Qi frowned repeatedly in pain.

"Are you murdering your husband?" said the young master, with a scent of gritting teeth.! This woman was really not polite. Look at the black cloud boots, which had already been covered with dust.

"If you really treat me as a wife, hand over the keys to the banknote. Don't be so arrogant, "Madam," "Madam, can you do something practical?" Lan Hejin glared at Young Master Qi and hummed.

Two times. If you want to marry a concubine, you have to give her a betrothal gift, let alone marry her a dignified and beautiful girl... Well, why does this sound so strange?

"Haha... The head of this pavilion forgot that Zi Jin is a money-loving person!" Young Master Qi took off the mask on his face casually, making half of his face, which had been sunny all year round, breathable, and said, "But Penglai Pavilion,"

The silver vault is in Penglai Pavilion, even if you get the key, it will be useless!"

"Don't worry about whether it is useful or not, you will feel very happy if the key is in your hand!" Lan Hejin gritted his teeth and secretly scolded Young Master Qi for being despicable.

"Will this be enough for you to draw a picture of the key for me? Let's do this, in order to show my elegance, I will draw a hundred and eighty pictures for you so that I can avoid losing it with all my might.

The idea of ​​suicide came up again!" The young master smiled with smugness, raised the teacup in his hand casually, and shrugged happily.

Who says that being black-hearted is a characteristic of human beings... In such an era of rampant monsters, being black-hearted is a basic skill - it is a personal ability!

Lan Hejin flattened his mouth, but when he looked up, he found that the cup that the young master Qi audience was actually made of wood. For some reason, he actually remembered the deeds of the son who abused his father, fearing that the bowl would be broken, and using the wooden bowl for his father.

"Have your son abused you?" He said his thoughts inadvertently.

"The Lord of the Pavilion has no son yet!!!" Young Master Qi looked at Lan Hejin's label of conversion and knew that she must have not thought of anything good, and it was true!!!

"Actually, you don't have to give me a key, just give me a few thousand taels of gold. It's very honest!" Lan Hejin couldn't let go of the golden treasure, turned back to the topic, and asked again.

Thousands of taels of gold are called Qinglian... Young Master Qi's veins on his forehead kept beating, and the blood in his blood vessels kept gathering, and he was about to explode and die.

"Do you know how much is a liang of silver?" the young master asked.

A woman shook her head. She had never bought anything in person, and she seemed to have not touched the seal a few times!

"Then do you know how many thousand taels of gold are?" Princess Qi asked again.

A woman shook her head again, not to mention how many thousand taels of gold was, she didn't even know how much it was.

"Then do you know how much your monthly salary is?" Young Master Qi's face tends to be cracked.

A certain girl still shook her head calmly. She only knew that her monthly salary was not as good as that of a courtesan.
Chapter completed!