Chapter 399 Sanyuan Buys Horses (1)

The song was sang by Xiaoyi while chatting with her ladies when she was sending gifts back to Di's house.

Since last night, when I heard the sound of their master singing for his wife in the house, Xiaoyi remembered the song firmly in her heart.

Although Xiaoyi had never been familiar with her and didn't even know a big word, her mind was very good. Liu Yi only sang it once in the house, and she remembered the rhymes of the whole song.

"Wolf Falling in Love with Sheep" is no more profound than the poems and songs written by their masters before. It is straightforward and easy to understand. Therefore, even a maid like Xiaoyi who has no ink in her belly can understand it and feel the deep affection contained in the song.

That night, Liu Yi's song made a lot of tears from Qu Xiaoyi, the girl. Although their master did not sing it to her.

It is precisely because this song is nice and easy to understand that when chatting with the sisters who are good, Xiaoyi sang it casually. However, when the song was discovered by their eldest daughter, Xiaoyi was called to the boudoir by the eldest daughter.

"Sister Zhizhi, was this sister singing the song just now?" Pushing the door and entering the room, Su Chenxi looked up and down at Xiaoyi, and asked Di Zhizhi softly.

"Yes, did the two sisters hear it too?" Di Zhizhi got up affectionately and pulled Su Chenxi and Liu Rusi to sit beside her, and said softly: "I really haven't seen it before that the courageous scholar can sing such a good song."

"Is Sister Zhizhi talking about Mr. Liu?" Li Rusi chuckled faintly, then glanced over Xiaoyi's body, and said softly: "We only heard half of the quid next door just now. I wonder if this sister can sing it for us again?"

"You are polite, lady. If you like to listen to it, Xiaoyi will be ugly again. However, Xiaoyi has also heard this song be sing once by our master. I am afraid that I am not fully learning. If there is any inappropriate point, please forgive me!" Xiaoyi looked at the two beautiful and strange ladies, Li Rusi and Su Chenxi, curiously. I don't know why there are so many outsiders in the mansion during the Chinese New Year. However, seeing that their young lady is so intimate with her, and the young lady nodded, Xiaoyi bent over to greet them and sang softly.

From beginning to end, every word is not dropped, making everyone in the house gradually addicted to it.

Originally, "Wolf Falling in Love with Sheep" is not suitable for women to sing a cappella. Their delicate tone cannot sing the vicissitudes, fatigue, and affectionate taste in the song. However, because it was the first time I came into contact with such a trendy and unique tune and musical card, no one felt that it was bad.

The little servant concentrated on listening to the tunes and lyrics sung by Xiaoyi, trying hard not to indulge himself in it. At the same time, he was also thinking in his heart, what kind of effect would it be if the song was accompanied by instrumental accompaniment?

This song is very similar to the folk tunes, which are nice, easy to understand, and popular. Whether it is a scholar who is studying and an old farmer who is farming in the fields, they can understand and understand the meaning of the song. Moreover, compared with those ordinary tunes, "Wolf Falling in Love with Sheep" is more vivid and nice, intoxicating and unconscious. Even the Yuefu masters in the palace are probably not as good as those.

A person who can make such a song is a genius.

The little boy began to regret it. Why did he come back in a hurry without saying a few more words to Liu Yifan when he went to the Liu family? In the past, she often hang out with the palace musicians and learned a lot of things by the way. It can be said that now, among all the people sitting in this room, no one can understand the difference between this song and traditional folk art better than her.

If you have the chance, you must go and meet Liu Yifan again.

The little boy clenched her fist, and starlight floated out of his big eyes.

The song was not very long. After just a moment of excitement, Xiaoyi closed her mouth and slapped her to the three ladies sitting in front of her.

"Is this song really written by Liu Yifan?" After a long time, Su Chenxi, who had come back to the taste, looked up at Xiaoyi and asked her softly.

"It's indeed from the mouth of my master!" Seeing Su Chenxi and Li Rusi and others surprised and curious, Xiao Yi felt inexplicably proud, and she felt that following a master like Liu Yifan was actually very good.

"In this way, Liu Yifan is not a vulgar person." Li Rusi nodded lightly. With this song alone, Liu Yifan is worthy of being a master. However, there was Mr. Liu Yiyi before, and Li Rusi and Su Chenxi were unwilling to change their words and call another person "Mr. Liu". The title of "Mr. Liu" belongs to Liu Yi in their hearts.

"Okay, Xiaoyi, after coming out for so long, you should go back. Well, remember to go to the accounting room to withdraw some rewards, which was rewarded by the master and wife." Di Zhizhi waved at Xiaoyi and sent her down.

"The two sisters are so proud of him," After Xiaoyi bowed and retreated, Di Zhizhi curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said softly: "So what if you can write music? You are not a coward? A big man, stingy, without any courage or courage, isn't a waste?"

Even though Liu Yiyi's performance was repeated, even Di Zhizhi had a little admiration for him, but with these things, it was still not enough to remove the timid image left by Liu Yifan when he shouted for help in the yard. In front of the study, Liu Yifan was greedy for money when she and her senior sister Wan'er bought him poems.

In Di Zhizhi's heart, Liu Yifan is a very despicable and timid literary man.

Although Li Rusi and Su Chenxi did not agree with Di Zhizhi's words, they did not refute unexpectedly. Since they learned that Di Zhizhi's ambition was actually a roar, Li Rusi and Su Chenxi knew that this girl's thoughts were unique. In her eyes, the talented scholar was nothing, and only force was the object she admired the most.

"However, his song "The Legend of the Knights" is still good. I heard that even my master likes it very much. A greedy coward, being able to write such a poem is considered to be his only advantage."

"Oh?" Li Ru's eyes lit up. He heard Di Zhizhi praise Liu Yifan like this, and he asked her with interest: "'Xia Ke Xing'? What is that?"

"A poem about our ranger," Seeing that Li Rusi and Su Chenxi were looking at her, Di Zhizhi was also interested, stood up, took out a very simple framed calligraphy and painting from her bed, handed it to Li Rusi and the others, and said proudly: "It's it. After the New Year, I will send this calligraphy and painting to her master, and the master will definitely like it."

"Oh, is that?" Li Rusi took it and handed the calligraphy and painting to the little boy and Bajiao beside her, signaling them to open it.

"Zhao Ke is a man with the Hu Tassel, Wu Gu is a bright frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as cool as a meteor.

Kill one person in ten steps, and do not leave a thousand miles away. After the matter, I brush my clothes and hide my name.

I was idle after Xinling drinking, took off my sword and slid my knees in front of me. I ate Zhu Hai with my roast and held my cup to persuade Hou Ying.

Three cups of snoring, but the five mountains become light. After the eyes are blurred, the ears are hot, and the spirit is purple and colorful.

When Zhao was rescued, Handan was shocked first. Two heroes from thousands of years were revealed to Daliang City.

Even if the dead man is fragrant, he will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world. Who can write to you? The Taixuan Sutra of the White-Headed Head?"

The scroll unfolds little by little in the hands of the little boy and the banana. The whole poem "The Legend of the Knights" written in smooth regular script is gradually revealed in front of Li Rusi and Su Chenxi, revealing its entire picture.

"I have said it many times. If you don't sell it, you won't sell it!" Wang An, a groom from the Liu Mansion, pushed a man with a scar on his face and said impatiently: "These ten mothers are the favorite mothers of our young master. We won't sell it no matter what you say. You should leave quickly. Don't make trouble here during the New Year!"

Wang An has never had a good face when he looked like a good person, and he even said he wanted to acquire the scarred face of the horses in the Liu Mansion. From the morning to now, he has never let him get into the horse's house.

These horses are the treasures of their young master. When the young master was at home, he told him a lot that these horses had treasures in their belly.

"Haha, Brother Wang should not speak so decisively. Maybe your young master agreed to sell it to me in one go, haha," Li Jihe was pushed like this, without any angry look, and his tone was still very kind, but the three huge scars on his face destroyed his kindness.

"I just want to see the horses. If it is not good, I may not want it," Li Jihe said to Wang An with a chuckling, "If it weren't for your young master collecting the entire Sanyuan mare at home half a year ago, how could I have worked hard to come here?"

"It's useless to say anything! Our young master will never sell these horses. It's better if you want to give up your heart." Wang An guarded the door with a firm look on his face, just not allowing Li Jihe to enter the horse house.

"Yeah, Brother Wang is a good person." Looking at Wang An's serious appearance, Li Jihe nodded gently with a smile and said, "I heard that Brother Wang is the best person in this mansion to raise horses? It should be good to see Brother Wang care for horses so much."

"I wonder if Brother Wang is interested in following me to the northwest?" Li Jihe continued, regardless of Wang An's expression, "I am going to build a pasture on a grassland in the northwest to specialize in raising and training horses. Now I am missing an experienced master. I wonder if Brother Wang is willing to surrender?"

"You have found the wrong person. I am just a little groom who feeds horses. I don't have any skills. I'm afraid I can't get ahead," Wang An refused without hesitation and said, "Besides, I live well in Liu Mansion and don't think of other places. So, you should go quickly. It's the New Year, so don't make everyone unhappy."

After saying that, Wang An closed the door one by one and bolted it from inside.

"Hey, hey! Brother Wang, don't refuse so quickly. If you have any requests, we can discuss it again. Brother Wang!" After slapping the door for a long time, seeing that there was no reaction inside, Li Jihe chuckled and turned around and left the horse house.

Wang An is a good boy, no wonder Mr. Liu asked him to come to him. Li Jihe gently rubbed his face, which was a little frozen, and walked towards the main entrance of the Liu Mansion. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Logically, everyone in the Liu Mansion should be there.

"Do you want to buy horses from our Liu Mansion?" Liu Wuchen looked up and down at Li Jihe. He did not show any disgust because of the scars on Li Jihe's face. He just said to Li Jihe lightly: "We don't sell horses in the mansion. Manager Ji should look for his family again."

Liu Wuchen didn't want to disturb Liu Ertiao. Last night, their young master stayed in the room all night. He had just fallen asleep when it was dawn in the morning. It's less than two hours yet, so where can he rest?

"What, is Mr. Liu not in the mansion now? Ji wants to talk to Mr. Liu in person," Li Jihe chuckled and said to Liu Wuchen: "No way, Mr. Liu is willing to attack those mares?"

"This is impossible," Liu Wuchen's face remained unchanged, and he still said to Li Jihe lightly: "Those horses are the favorite things of our eldest son. The second son will not attack them. Manager Ji should not think too much about it. As for our second son, we are resting in the backyard and it is not convenient to meet guests. Manager Ji should ask him back."

In the past six months, Liu Wuchen has not dealt with merchants in Chang'an and Sanyuan for the Liu Mansion. He has his own way to deal with the tricks of these merchants.

"Butler Liu's words are good, but what if Ji had this?" Li Jihe casually put his right hand on the table, raised his cuffs lightly, and a silver-white token was exposed in his sleeves.

The Silver Month Order of General Gongsun’s Mansion!

Liu Wuchen recognized it at a glance and thought of something in his mind. He looked at Li Jihe quietly, stood up and bowed to Li Jihe, and said, "Please wait, Shopkeeper Ji, please wait. I will go to the back house and report to our second young master."

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Chapter completed!