Ding Yi drank the tea slowly and caught a glimpse of Su Lan'er's face from the corner of his eye. He seemed to have realized something and thought to himself: "Miss Su has fallen here because of me, and she has given up her body to relieve the poison of Yu'er's love medicine because of me. It's me."
She must make up for it. Her long-cherished wish is to have a good home. Yu'er also said that she must be responsible for her. Why don't I bring them together? Although Brother Zhonggen has strong martial arts skills,
, but like many people who are good at martial arts but not literary, they will have more or less inferiority complex about their old and rough body. If he follows Shang Wen, this feeling will be even stronger. Now Miss Su wants to
Brother Zhonggeng is a warrior who comes to compose poems. I am afraid that he intends to please him in order to build a good relationship and promote a happy relationship with Yu'er. I just want to help her!"
Immediately, Ding Yi put down the tea cup and whispered softly: "Brother Zhonggeng, those who dance with spears and sticks are also knowledgeable. Your martial arts skills are extraordinary. Maybe you can find a new way to get the magic words from martial arts. It's better.
Just try the previous sentence?"
"Although my martial arts skills are strong, I always feel that I am a rough guy. Especially compared to the business steward, I feel even more ashamed. I have been studying some poems for a long time, and I have made some progress. Why not start here?
Want to test your skills?" Shang Zhong was worried.
After thinking about it, he immediately raised his mouth and drank the tea, put his hands between his thighs, cleared the mulberry seeds and said: "Miss Su, Brother Ding invites you so kindly, so I will show my shame. If I don't practice shooting for one day, my hands will feel itchy.
If you don't drink tea for a day, your mouth will grind your teeth."
"Haha..." Su Lan'er and Ding Yi both couldn't help but want to laugh, but they couldn't laugh because they were born well, so they had to hold it in their hearts, and their bodies couldn't stop shaking wildly. When Shang Zhonggen saw this, his left and right sides formed a wavy shape.
His eyebrows furrowed into arched mountains, and he said with a smile: "I said, I can't do it! If I say it, I will only make you laugh."
Su Laner hurriedly stopped laughing, calmed down and said: "Brother Shang, your poem is very good. 'If you don't practice spear for a day, your hands will be itchy', which is what you said as a martial artist, 'the fists never leave the hands, and the songs never leave the mouth'
'A wonderful state of mind,' and 'If you don't drink tea for a day, your mouth will grind your teeth' reveals the desire of tea lovers who 'would rather have a day of food than a day of tea'. The poem is plain without losing its true meaning, and it is the author of the poem.
A sublime realm."
"Miss Su is right. Brother Zhonggeng's words made me feel like 'listening to one of your poems is better than reading ten years of books'. It made me embarrassed to say out the poem that came to mind." Ding Yixun supported.
Said Su Lan'er immediately expressed her gratitude, but she was a little confused.
When Ding saw Su Lan's strange look, he was afraid that she might have other ideas and wanted to explain, but couldn't tell the real reason. He made a cup of tea, thinking about it, and hurriedly whispered: "Miss Su, don't have other ideas.
Last time you and I gave you clothes, and this time I help you, just to repay you, I hope you can win the favor of the loyal brother and get what you want!"
When Su Lan'er heard other thoughts, she quickly thought of something, her face turned red, and she hurriedly replied in a low voice: "Thank you very much!" After saying that, Su Lan'er held the cup covertly, covered her face with her sleeves, and drank.
Get some tea.
Shang Zhonggeng felt extremely happy when he heard their compliments. He didn't notice the whispers of Ding Yi and Su Lan'er. He blushed and said: "I can get Miss Su who is both talented and talented, and Brother Ding who knows the secrets of heaven and earth."
Appreciation is really a blessing that I, Shang Zhonggeng, have cultivated over many lifetimes. By the way, brother Ding, what is the poem you are thinking of? Tell us about it and let us listen to it."
"Yes! Yes!" Su Lan'er then retracted her hands and put them on the edge of the table. She sat upright involuntarily and looked at Ding Yi with an expression on her face.
Ding Yi moved the dead wood crutch and said calmly: "Then I will show my shame too. I laugh and drink tea. There is a way in tea. Chatting with each other, I know best in my heart."
Su Laner thought of what Ding Yigang said, "I hope you can win the favor of Brother Zhonggeng and get what you want", and heard the words "I know best in my heart", and thought that she wanted to please Shang Zhonggeng in order to marry into the Shang family.
,pale
His face turned crimson, and Shang Zhonggeng, who was comprehending the poetry, looked at it and asked urgently: "Miss Su, what's wrong with you? Your face suddenly turned so red? People say that drinking wine will make you drunk, and drinking tea will also make you drunk. Are you drinking tea?
Drunk?"
"Yes, this Maojian tea is strong and strong. As a little girl, I can't bear the tea's power. I'm drunk as soon as I drink it. You two chat slowly, I'll leave first." After saying this, Su Lan'er looked embarrassed and hurriedly got up and left.
Go, even the sleeves were almost torn by the corners of the table.
"What's wrong with Miss Su? Are you drunk after drinking some tea?" Shang Zhonggeng's wavy eyebrows on the left and right suddenly stood out like three eyebrows, and he looked extremely puzzled.
Ding Yi was stunned for a moment, then figured out that it was because Su Laner's thoughts were exposed by him, and his daughter's family was thin-skinned, so he left quickly. Of course, he would not tell the reason, and he blamed himself for not paying too much attention to what he said.
Then he changed the topic and said: "Brother Zhonggeng, Yu'er, he
There are always two strange consciousnesses in the body that are intertwined and impacting each other, and they always say weird things like, "Sister, don't be afraid, my brother will protect you." I'm worried that he was seriously injured and suffered some kind of psychological stimulation.
So, how is he doing now?"
"This..." Shang Zhonggen's wavy eyebrows that were connected to the left and right were slightly furrowed. He slowly grabbed the tea cup and sipped the tea, drinking it boldly as before. He seemed to be at a loss, and he was thinking silently in his heart.
Author: "Brother Ding is the confidant that Mr. Shang has been looking for for most of his life. He can be regarded as a close friend. However, Master Shang Yu's matter is of great importance. If it is leaked, the consequences will be disastrous. Should I tell Brother Ding the truth?"
Ding Yixin was clear-minded, and his piercing eyes had already seen Shang Zhonggeng's troubled expression. He thought that there must be a deeper connection to Shang Yu's matter. He was just an outsider and could not know too much, so he used the deadwood crutch and spoke in a tone of voice.
He smiled flatly and said: "Brother Zhonggeng, if you have something to hide, you don't need to say more. But I'm worried that if Yu'er continues like this, the two consciousnesses in his body will exhaust his mental strength, and he may not be able to hold on for long?"
"Ah...Brother Ding, what do you mean, Master Yu'er is not going to die soon?" Shang Zhonggeng suddenly turned pale as if he had heard the news of his son's death, and his wavy eyebrows on the left and right could not help but tighten.
Tightened, melancholy flashed in the tufts
Breathing, with a deep expression on his face, his right hand resting on the tea cup froze for a moment, and then he moved it as if he had made a lot of determination, and solemnly said to Ding: "Brother Ding, this matter is related to the survival of the Shang Mansion. I don't know what you have to say.
How to save Master Yu'er?"
Ding put a dead wood crutch on the edge of the stool, arched the fingers of his left and right hands toward each other, raised his eyebrows, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Brother Zhonggeng, I don't know if you can save me. This requires divination.
Only then can we be sure.”
"Oh? Brother Ding, in this case, Young Master Yu'er can be saved. Then you can help Yu'er by divination as soon as possible to save this catastrophe!" Shang Zhonggeng said eagerly and expectantly as he approached the body, the melancholy aura between his brows followed.
Sweep away.
Ding Yi gathered up his sleeves, moved the tea cup on the table and said: "Brother Zhonggeng, it's not that I don't want to help Yu'er with divination, but divination always requires sincerity. If I don't know the reason, I will rush to divination."
Hexagram, I’m afraid it will be difficult to get the real secret!”
"This..." Shang Zhonggeng's body naturally retracted, and the wavy eyebrows connected to the left and right were wrinkled into continuous pits. After a while, he took a deep breath and said: "Brother Ding, Yu'er's matter is of great importance.
This is because I need to ask the master for instructions before I can tell you. Please wait for me, I will go and ask the master for instructions now!"
"Loyal Geng, there's no need to ask for permission, I'm here!" At this time, a beggar wearing a Baina clothes came out of the door, holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, his eyes flashing with gleaming light, and his face was kind.
Stepping into the room.
"Master! Brother Shang Wen!" Shang Zhonggeng and Ding Yi stood up together. Ding Yi hurriedly walked towards the beggar with a dead wood crutch and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, thank you very much for coming to Dan from the East, otherwise, otherwise
I'm about to leave Hexi. By the way, brother, why are you dressed like this?"
"It's a long story! Brother, my Yu'er's life is in danger now, and I need your help." After saying this, Shang Wen turned to Shang Zhonggeng and said: "Zhonggeng, I have something important to discuss with my brother. You are here."
Look good outside!”
"Yes! Master!" Shang Zhonggeng arched his hands and replied respectfully. Then he stepped out of the door with his chest raised, closed the door, and stood proudly outside the door like a squatting door god, with wavy eyebrows connected to the left and right.
He tensed up with great strength, holding the wind chasing stick in his hand, and scanned all directions with vigilant eyes.
When Ding thought about Shang Zhonggeng's reluctance to mention Yu'er easily, and now that Shang Wen was here, he was even more solemnly guarded. He felt that this matter was not trivial, so he slowly sat down on the stool while Shang Wen sat down.
On the table, the deadwood crutch was placed on the edge of the table.
Shang Wen removed the chipped porcelain bowl, slowly stretched his right hand into his arms, took out the letter Dugu Cheng wrote to him, unfolded it, and handed it to Ding Yiyi: "Brother, this is what Dugu Cheng wrote to me. Take a look.
.”
"Dugu City?" Ding looked gloomy and quickly took the letter. After reading it once, his brows knitted into an undulating hill. An uncontrollable anger surged in his heart. After concentrating for a long while, he finally settled down.
He composed his thoughts and said: "Dugu City! Ambitions are not enough."
Die! It failed two years ago, and now it’s coming again! I am the head of the Shang Mansion, the best businessman in the world. Even the emperor must be in awe of him. If he cannot be used by him, it will become his biggest obstacle. He
By threatening Yu'er, I deliberately want to force you, brother!"
"Well! However, my decades of life have not been in vain. I have experienced many ups and downs. Our ancestors have taught us that the Shang government should not interfere too much in political affairs. But now the Yu'er matter is related to the survival of the Shang government. Let me
I have to interfere with political affairs. Dugu City is unkind to me,
I don't have to be too righteous to him. Now if we want to keep the business, we must smash Dugu City's conspiracy, and the key to all this is whether Yu'er can recover from her split personality!" Shang Wen put away the letter and put it back again.
into his arms, his eyes showing secret concern.
"Split personality? Brother, you said Yu'er has schizophrenia? This disease is caused by some kind of strong stimulation. Has Yu'er received any strong stimulation?" Ding Yi was secretly shocked and clenched his left hand into a fist.
, with his fist on his chin, his eyes lost in thought.