Chapter 52 Do You Still Want It?

"I see."

Ye Tong was not troubled by ticket qualifications, and his hanging heart finally let go. He just picked up the wine in his glass, but found that the hall door was pushed open again, and a young man with a red face came in.

This cool picture is a pleasure.

He easily inquired about the author of "Shui Tuo Ge Tou", as if he had already seen the scene of completing Mu Xiaochen's mission and getting close to Mu Xiaochen.

Who is Mu Xiaochen? That is the biological son of the Prince of Zifu County, the new owner of Zifu County in the future, who can get close to him, and live in Zifu County in the future, who can shake him at all?

However, when he stepped into the hall door and saw a few people inside, his complexion froze slightly. He never expected that among the people sitting inside was the second master of the Jin family, the famous second son in Zifu County. Shizu.

"Who are you?"

Jin Qiusheng was entertaining guests, so he naturally didn't have the slightest affection for this young man who broke in suddenly, so he asked directly in a cold voice.

Bu Kutu is not afraid of the Jin family, because the energy of their family is almost the same as that of the Jin family, but he is afraid of Jin Qiusheng, because this second generation ancestor is arrogant and unruly. If anyone offends him, he will definitely be very unlucky, even if he has It's useless for the Bu family to be the backstage, so he hurriedly said: "I have met Jin Erye, I am Bu Kutu, the son of Bu Lun."

"Ministry?"

The coldness on Jin Qiusheng's face faded a lot. The Jin family and the Bu family have a good relationship, but they don't know the young people from the Bu family, so they asked, "What are you doing here?"

Bu Kutu said: "The younger generation came here to ask for a poem from Mr. Ye Tong Ye."

"Ask for poetry? What kind of poetry are you looking for?"

Jin Qiusheng and Dongfang Xia sitting across from each other had blank expressions on their faces, and Jin Shixue who was on the side knew what was going on.

A strange color flashed in Jin Shixue's eyes. Although he didn't like Ye Tong, he admired this guy's poetry and literary talents from the bottom of his heart. The song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" simply made him extremely admired.

Bu Kutu's eyes fell on Ye Tong. Although he had heard that the author of "Water Tune Getou" was a young man, he was still secretly shocked when he saw Ye Tong's appearance.

Bu Kutu didn't expect Ye Tong to be so young, so he said immediately: "Young Master Ye, I would like to disturb you at the door, and I hope you will be happy. I admire the poem you wrote before. All I want to ask for The first poem describing a 'beauty', please agree."

"No!" Ye Tong flatly refused.

Bu Kutu's expression froze, with embarrassment appearing on his face. He thought that Ye Tong might refuse, but he didn't expect that the other party would not give any face, and refused so directly.

Jin Shixue looked at Bu Kutu's face, and the corners of his mouth suddenly drew up. He suddenly felt that Ye Tong was not as hateful as before, because he didn't like Bu Kutu either.

After waving his hands, Ye Tong said, "If you have nothing else to do, please leave! It is very rude to disturb others drinking."

Bu Kutu frowned. He wanted to gain Mu Xiaochen's friendship, so naturally he would not give up. He pondered for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Ye, I came here sincerely. I hope you can show me some face."

Ye Tong asked back: "Is your face worth anything?"

"I..." Bu Kutu clenched his fists, a bit of anger grew in his heart.

Ye Tong said: "If it's not worth the money, then leave quickly."

Jin Shixue suddenly said: "Ye Tong is right. If your face is worthless, you should get out of here quickly. The poems of Mr. Ye Tong and Mr. Ye are very valuable."

Bu Kutu glared at Jin Shixue, and then said angrily, "It's worth it, right? Make an offer, and I'm willing to buy it for any amount."

Ye Tong looked at Bu Kutu in surprise, and asked, "Can poetry be sold for money?"

Bu Kutu said in a deep voice: "It may not be possible with others, but it is possible with me. As long as you can make a poem describing a 'beauty' on the spot, I am willing to pay."

"No problem!" Ye Tong agreed more happily this time.

Jin Shixue curled his lips and scolded Ye Tong for having no "morality". Before he wrote the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", it was obviously not for the crown of the poet, but for the 10,000 taels of blue gold. Now, he has backtracked The cool picture of the promised department is obviously also for money. How did this kind of money-hungry thing get the attention of the second uncle and Dongfang Xia?

"Crack..."

Bu Kutu clapped his hands, and the boy with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone outside the door came in immediately, put the things on the table, Bu Kutu raised his hand and said, "Young Master Ye, please."

Ye Tong stood up slowly, and said calmly: "Don't worry, you haven't bid yet!"

"you……"

Bu Kutu looked angry, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Ten thousand taels, I'll give you ten thousand taels of blue silver, okay?"

Ye Tong rolled his eyes. He could spend one or two thousand taels for a morning meal of medicine. This guy's background is obviously not simple. He didn't expect that he would be so petty and only give ten thousand taels.

The next moment, Ye Tong sat back to the distance again, raised his finger to the hall door, and said angrily: "Are you kidding me? Or are you sending a beggar? Where did you come from? Don't act so shabby, my Are poems worth ten thousand taels of blue silver?"

Bu Kutu blinked, a little confused.

"Shabby? I bid ten thousand taels of blue silver, just to buy a poem, and the other party still dislikes it? Does he think he is really a poet?"

Bu Kutu glanced at Jin Qiusheng and Dongfang Xia. If it wasn't for the two of them again, he felt that he would take action immediately and teach Ye Tong a lesson.

"Fifty thousand taels of blue silver." Bu Kutu offered another price.

Ye Tong frowned and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"One hundred thousand taels!" Bu Kutu gritted his teeth and said, after boasting about Haikou from Mu Xiaochen, he naturally had to take out something.

Ye Tong finally showed a satisfied look, got up again and said: "Pay the bill first, and then take the poems. With your stingy appearance, I'm afraid that after the poems are finished, you won't be able to give so much blue silver, or you will feel bad and renege on the bill."

"Can't get it out? Distressed and resigned?"

The evil fire in Bu Kutu's heart was almost uncontrollable, he took out a stack of bank notes from his bosom, counted out ten bank notes with a face value of 10,000 taels and handed them to Ye Tong, and said sternly, "I'll give you money." I'll pay you what you pay, but don't blame me for being ruthless if you fool me with that rubbish."

Ye Tong waved at Yao Nu, handed over the silver ticket to the other party, and then said with a smile: "It's easy to say, you are the gold master, so naturally I won't let you down."

Flying like dragons and phoenixes, the pen is flying like a dragon and snake, Ye Tong waved his long sleeves, and immediately wrote a poem on the rice paper:

"There are beauties in the north, peerless and independent."

"One look at the city of people, and then look at the country of people."

"Ning don't know the beauty of the city and the country, no matter how rare a beautiful woman is."

Bu Kutu stood aside, and after Ye Tong finished writing the last word, he showed a shocked expression.

Although his talent is mediocre, his appreciation ability is still very good. Although the poem titled "Li Yannian Song" does not have too gorgeous vocabulary embellishment, after reading the whole text, he has already seen that the poem in the north has A stunning beauty with an overwhelming beauty.

That's right! It was exactly what he intended, a tribute to a woman of unrivaled beauty.

Bu Kutu picked up this poem, and suddenly felt that the one hundred thousand taels of blue silver flower was worth it.

"Good poem!" Jin Qiusheng had also come to the table. After reading the poem, he couldn't help admiring it. Dongfang Xia and Jin Shixue beside him also had bright eyes, obviously moved by the poem.

Ye Tong raised her head and asked, "How?"

Bu Kutu nodded again and again. Although he was very unhappy with Ye Tong, he had to admit that the poems written by the other party were really amazing.

Ye Tong raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Do you want more? This time, I will give you a 20% discount, 80,000 taels of blue and silver, and you can have as much as you want."

"What?" Bu Kutu was dumbfounded, looking at Ye Tong as if he was looking at a monster.

The few people around were also dumbfounded, they really couldn't see through, what kind of operation was this? Can peerless poems be sold in batches? Is this a human or a monster?

Bu Kutu left, leaving with a lot of speechlessness.

Ye Tong cleverly diverted the topic, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively again.

In the next room, as Bu Kutu returned with a dull face, the lively room became quiet again. Pairs of eyes fell on the paper scroll in Bu Kutu's hands, all showing curious expressions.

Mu Xiaochen got up to meet him, surprised and said: "The author who wrote "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" actually wrote a poem with the beauty of a 'woman'?"

"Yes!" Bu Kutu smiled wryly.

Mu Xiaochen stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it, show us."

After a while, Mu Xiaochen slowly unfolded the rice paper when the crowd surrounded him. When they finished reading the poem, the whole hall fell into complete silence again.

After a long while, Cheng Siya was the first to speak to break the quiet atmosphere: "This poem praises a unparalleled beauty in the world with concise and monotonous words. This five-character style is exaggerated and sincere. Using simplicity to win over translation, using emptiness to create reality, embodies a natural and straightforward beauty, a good poem."

Mu Xiaochen's complexion was a bit complicated, his eyes lingered on the last signature and he couldn't move away, and he murmured: "It's indeed a good poem, but..."

Lan Zhuoyue asked: "But what?"

Mu Xiaochen finally looked away, smiled wryly and said, "But, the author's name is too evil."

Lan Zhuoyue said: "The signature is Ye Tong, it's just a name, what's wrong with it?"

Mu Xiaochen smiled wryly and said, "If my guess is correct, he came to the county town. This bastard didn't come to me when he came to the county town. Someone really said he was right."

Lan Zhuoyue was confused: "What are you talking about? Do you know the author of this poem?"

Mu Xiaochen raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. The scenes of being dumbfounded by Ye Tong appeared again and again in his mind, and he said: "I should know, Bu Kutu, where is he? old man?"

Bu Kutu said: "He's in the next room. In that room... there seems to be an old man with a dragon's head and a cane. However, there are also the second masters of the Jin family, Jin Qiusheng, Jin Shixue, Dongfang Xia from the Dongfang family, and that Ye Tong." , very speechless, I bought this poem for a hundred thousand taels of blue silver, and he also said..."

Hearing Bu Kutu's words, Mu Xiaochen's expression instantly became exciting, and he asked, "What else did he say?"

PS: Some friends said that there are few updates, but in fact, there are quite a lot. The fat man's two updates are more than 6,000 words, which is better than two thousand words and three.