Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 95

[Chapter 95 Goose Down Pillow]

“Second brother, second child, how is grandpa doing now?” In Sanxizhuang, the seven little ones hung their legs on the gourd vines, hanging upside down in a row, dangling around. Among them, the little girl dressed in orange has golden eyes shining.

In the eyes of the little girl in orange clothes, her vision penetrated through many obstacles and fell into the Linglong Building, only to see Chen Luo surrounded by a group of courtesans.

“It’s not good!” The gourd girls rolled over from the gourd vines, “Grandpa was caught by a group of female fairies!”

“Huh?” The gourd girls were shocked and fell off the gourd vines, “Go, save Grandpa!”

At this time, the boss in red suddenly called out to the children: “Wait a minute.”

The children looked at the boss with doubts on their faces: “Sister, what’s wrong?” The

big boy in red showed a thoughtful expression on his cute little face , Big eyes flapped a few times: “Grandpa said, don’t send them off one by one, start a group to talk about plans, and arrange division of labor.”

“Second brother, you put eyes on the periphery!”

“Third brother, you and I will be meat shields .” , rush to the front.”

“Fourth and fifth, look for the opportunity to attack in groups.”

“Sixth, after you stealth and cut, prepare to make up the knife!”

“Seventh…”

Ziyi Xiaoqi stared with big excited eyes: (ω)

The boss in red sighed: “Stay farther away and call 666…”

Xiaoqi in purple: (_)

“Okay, let’s go!”

Little boy in red gourd waved his little hand, and the six little gourds were arrogant Walking proudly outside, suddenly a gust of wind blew and landed on the gourd girls, rolled them up, and sent them all back to the gourd vines.

Song Tuizhi’s voice sounded in the wind: “You little fellows, absorb the moonlight well and cultivate with your heart.”

“Damn it, it’s fourth grandpa!”

“Fourth Grandpa won’t let us save Grandpa!”

“Fourth Grandpa must want Grandpa to die, and then inherit Grandpa’s family property.”

“What kind of property does Grandpa have?”

“Stupid, we are Grandpa’s property!”

“So Fourth Grandpa They coveted us.”

“That’s it!”

“I would rather die than obey!”

“Yes, I would rather die than obey!”

Then, the seven little gourd girls each grabbed the gourd vines that were hanging on them, and made a circle, Then stuck his head in.

Seven little gourd girls, in the posture of hanging themselves, lined up and hung on the gourd vines, swaying in the wind…

Song Tuizhi: ^(#｀)

…

“What? ‘Smiling Proud Jianghu’ The score is out? Is it in Linglong Building again?”

“What? There is a big player Wanjin asking Luo to play a solo, and there is no reply yet?”

“Damn it! I go to Linglong Building every night, but yesterday I couldn’t make it to play with Gouzi Damn it, I’m going to kill that prodigal bastard right now!”

“Is there a musician at the scene who wrote down the score? Please go quickly, there is a song for a thousand taels, go quickly!

” News of the sheet music of “Swordsman” exploded instantly, and countless people began to inquire about the fascinating ensemble song in that book. It’s just that I can only hear the humming of the people who were present yesterday, which is really not enjoyable, and the musician who recorded the score on the spot immediately became a favorite.

According to gossip, the musician who could play “Swordsman” in its entirety had already been taken into the palace at dawn by the chief eunuch Hou Anzhao.

In ancient times, there was Zuo Sheng’s “Zhongjing Zhigui”, and today there is Wan Anbo’s “A song is born, and the musician ascends to heaven!”

So, naturally, the “Daxuan Min Bao”, which has just printed another 30,000 copies, will be staged again and will be on the shelves soon. sold out.

Beifeng Building, Zizhu Building, Chunfeng Building…

Every Xingzao Tea House that joined the Storyteller’s Guild is hard to find again!

…

“A laugh in the sea, the waves on both sides of the river, ups and downs follow the waves and only remember the present…”

The officials in the Ministry of Rites, who are reviewing official affairs, softly sang the song “Swordsman” along with the song “Swordsman” , the colleague next to him suddenly touched each other’s arm.

“Brother, don’t sing this song in the Ministry of Rites!”

“Xiao Ke was transferred to Zhongjing today, why?

” Other officials secretly called our Frog Crying Ritual Department, how can you spread and sing the songs of the children of the Chen family?”

“Ah, I remembered. Recently I was obsessed with “Swordsman” and I was negligent. Thank you for reminding me!”

“Hey, Wan Shilang It’s true, why provoke Chen Luo. Officials from other departments can bring Daxuanmin to report, and they can discuss things in their spare time

. Let’s go to Linglong Tower, it will definitely be lively there today.”

“It’s wonderful, I’ll wait…” The

official was about to speak, when he saw two figures walking into the main hall of the Ministry of Rites, he quickly shut up. It turned out that the people who came here were Wan Budong, Minister of Rites, and Zhou Zuofeng, Minister of Political Affairs.

“Prime Minister, all the matters related to the Southern Demon’s entry into the court have been properly arranged, and please take a look at it.”

Wan Budong beckoned, and an official immediately handed over the papers he had prepared, and Zhou Zuofeng sat in the main seat , browsed quickly, and nodded slightly.

“Just follow this regulation. By the way, there are some changes to be made in this song.”

A look of doubt flashed across Wan Bubu’s face: “Is this “Luming” and “Logging” okay?”

Zhou Zuofeng shook his head slightly: “Your Majesty The meaning is too strict, and some small tunes need to be added. Do you know Wan Anbo’s new song “Swordsman”?”

Wan Bufei’s expression changed, and he said with a smile: “This… I have never heard of it!”

“Then go ask and join this ceremony.” Zhou Zuofeng stood up and walked out of the main hall slowly.

The officials with sharp eyes and ears heard Zhou Zuofeng’s soft humming when he left –

“The country laughs, the misty rain is far away, the waves wash away the beauty of the mortal world…” The

etiquette department was in the main hall, and there was no sound.

…

“The breeze laughs, so lonely that there is still a night photo of pride…”

In the elegant room at the head of Zheliu Academy, Kong Tianfang beat the time with his hands and hummed softly. Finally, he looked at the deputy head sitting next to him Tian Haiyi.

“Hai Yi, what do you think of this song as the song of

my Zheliu Academy?

” I’m afraid it’s too late…”

“Too late?” Kong Tianfang frowned, “Who dares to snatch Zheliu Academy from me? I’m going to argue with him!”

Tian Haiyi rubbed his nose: “Wen Xiangchen left school Let me designate this song as the song of Wenchang Pavilion!”

“Wen…” Kong Tianfang held his breath in his chest, and he let out a sigh of relief after a long while, “Wen Xiang’s eyes!”

…

At this time, Chen Luo was right. I don’t know anything about the outside world.

He woke up from a groggy state, feeling a little dizzy.

In his memory, he was pulled out from a group of Yingying and Yanyan by Ye Dafu’s people, returned to the private room, refilled the wine and returned to the lamp to start the banquet again.

It seems that there is an extra red dress beside me…

Damn it, Luo Hongnu!

Chen Luo sat up suddenly and looked around.

Fortunately, fortunately, I slept alone.

However, this bed is so strange…

That’s right, Ye Dafu said it was too late, let him follow him to the palace to rest for a night.

Unexpectedly, the stamina of that “Drunk Immortal Noodle” was so strong, and I actually drank a small cup of it.

Fortunately, there was nothing embarrassing…

“Uncle, are you awake?”

Chen Luo raised his head, and saw Luo Hongnu appearing in the bedroom holding a basin of water!

…

“The uncle was drunk last night, so the little prince asked him to stay overnight at the palace…”

“The servant was worried about the uncle, so she invited her to take care of the uncle…”

“The uncle slept soundly all night, but he vomited twice at midnight …”

“Uncle, what are you thinking? Nothing… nothing happened…”

“Uncle, you… wash your face, servant girl… let’s go first…”

Luo Hongnu Helping Chen Luo recall what happened last night, she blushed as she spoke, put down the basin, and fled the room as if fleeing.

Looking at Luo Hongnu’s back, Chen Luo vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a pair of small hands gently scrubbing himself in the dream, and he seemed to bury his face in a goose down pillow.

Well, soft…

Bah!

Where is the goose down pillow in this world!

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(end of this chapter)