For a talented person, the most valuable thing about him is not his money, but his talent.
At this moment, Pei Yun showed his talent.
It is this kind of poem that is more valuable than the smell of copper.
Previously, Zhang Chunfang couldn't accept Pei Yun's staying out of the matter. She thought that Pei Yun had no sympathy for Nangong Qianrong and called him hateful and hateful.
But now, I can't say this sentence anymore.
The light is: a branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
These fourteen words are enough to explain everything.
How could such a poem be written without any pity.
Poems are written out of emotion.
The better the poem, the better it can express the poet's feelings at that time.
So, is Pei Yun, who can write such a poem, still hateful? Is he still hateful?
Indeed, he only used one ingot of silver to buy the veil, and wanted to use a hundred taels of silver to redeem himself.
But this is all money that smells like copper.
This is not his most valuable thing at all. His most valuable thing is this poem he wrote.
For Nangong Qianrong, Pei Yun bestowed his talents on her.
How dare you call such a person detestable? Call him detestable?
At this moment, Zhang Chunfang experienced earth-shaking changes in her heart.
She felt that she had misunderstood Pei Yun.
The reason why Pei Yun didn't express anything from the beginning to the end was not that he didn't care, but that he was disdainful.
Just like he said.
I live my life, why do I need to explain to others...
You actually want to use words like pedantic, ridiculous, and superficial to define me...
Zhang Chunfang's evaluation of Pei Yun is completely different.
Such a person's height is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
He looked at Pei Yun again.
He is so impressive, but his clothes are ordinary.
What does this mean?
This shows that he is no longer ordinary as he appears.
Compared to his talent, appearance is not worth mentioning at all.
It has to be said that it is terrible for a person to make up his mind, and Zhang Chunfang has already entered the stage of making up for Pei Yun...
It's no wonder that my daughter would give it to me for free.
In the past, my daughter, who was so good and obedient, gave her innocence to a man when they met for the first time, and was even willing to make the decision to leave the house.
This is so incomprehensible.
But now that she thought about it, she clearly saw the good in this man.
Just one sentence: A branch of red dew condenses with fragrance, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
Any brothel girl would be unable to withstand this.
When I think of this, my daughter's choice becomes understandable.
Zhang Chunfang was making a decision in her heart.
Now that Nangong Qianrong's feeling of injustice is gone, there is only one problem left.
The redemption price is not appropriate.
One hundred taels of silver, even with Nangong Qianrong's savings, was far from the price she wanted.
But this is based on the fact that the other party is an ordinary young master.
The other party is not an ordinary young master, but a poet with great talent.
As the saying goes, a beautiful woman matches a talented man, this will be a beautiful story.
If my poems were circulated, I don't know how much of a sensation it would cause.
And such a sensation can lead to the reputation of Wenxiang Tower.
Think about it.
My daughter gained the acquaintance of a great poet and composed such a beautiful poem.
Suddenly, Wenxiang Tower will become famous far and wide.
In this way, there will be attracted customers, Wenxianglou's business will be better, and it will make more money.
However, the premise of all this is that this will be a good talk.
If what happened today doesn't work out and they break up in the end, it might even happen that Nangong Qianrong dies.
As a result, Wenxiang Tower became notorious.
Everyone will know that Wenxianglou beat the couple with a stick and broke up a talented couple alive.
At that time, the guests will turn their noses at Wenxianglou and the money earned will be reduced.
As a capitalist, Zhang Chunfang must calculate the gains and losses involved.
A qualified capitalist cannot just look at the present, but needs to take a long-term view.
When it comes to treating guests, it should be different from person to person. You should say what you say to whomever you see.
This is an attitude when dealing with ordinary young masters.
When dealing with talented poets, there is another attitude.
The goal is that ordinary young masters naturally talk about money.
If your goal is to be a great poet, you have to calculate more interests involved.
If it were Pei Yun before, it would be impossible for Zhang Chunfang to sell her daughter at a low price.
But now Pei Yun and Zhang Chunfang are thinking that selling their daughter at a low price is not unacceptable.
Zhang Chunfang was struggling in her heart.
At this time, Xiaolan's voice came from outside the house.
Xiaolan shouted through the door: "Mom, what's going on with the master? I saw an official came to have some fun. How about I go and call the official over?"
As soon as these words spread into the house.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.
If we really need to find an official to handle it, the matter will become a big deal and the result will only be worse.
If not forced, Zhang Chunfang would not want officials to get involved.
Zhang Chunfang could also see that the attitudes of other people in the room had also changed, and they all looked unhappy.
Especially the old man.
He is said to be an old man, but you must know that he is a person who treats money like soft clay.
If you really want to make him unhappy, you may not know what will happen.
I saw him striding towards the door, opening it, and then he carried a person into the house and threw him on the ground.
This person is none other than Xiaolan.
Xiaolan was obviously frightened and could not stand up. She crawled towards Zhang Chunfang on both hands and feet, shouting: "Mom, save me."
Zhang Chunfang obviously didn't like her and pushed her away with his feet to prevent her from getting closer.
"You damn girl, you brought this on yourself. Who asked you to find an official?"
This sentence is to draw a clear line and tell other people in the room that seeking official employment has nothing to do with them.
In Zhang Chunfang's heart, she became increasingly dissatisfied with Xiao Lan.
He was negligent at first, and he didn't realize it until something happened to Nangong Qianrong.
Now, she has caused trouble for herself again. She wants to go to an official. If she really wants her to go to an official, how can she discuss the matter.
Zhang Chunfang was still thinking about what to say next, when Pei Yun spoke: "I don't like to delay. Whether the matter will be successful or not, please give me an answer. If you want to report to the official, I will accept it. I just hope you won't regret it.
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Pei Yun is giving an ultimatum.
Since I have said so much, I should take the lead on things.
I've said enough, it's time to come to a conclusion.
At this time, Nangong Qianrong also stood up, knelt down to Zhang Chunfang, and said, "My daughter begs her mother to grant her permission."
Zhang Chunfang has raised Nangong Qianrong for so many years, so this kneeling is a matter of course.
After looking at Pei Yun and then Nangong Qianrong, Zhang Chunfang finally sighed: "That's it, I agree."