Chapter 29

"We are sure to win in Yihonglou!" Liu Yiyi's smile seemed so gorgeous and full of spirit.

Wang Po didn't expect her daughter to speak so firmly, so she reached out and pulled her daughter to her side and sat down and asked, "Daughter, are you so confident?"

"Mom, don't you believe your daughter's eyes?" Liu Yiyi shook the rice paper and said: "Which of these poems given to us by Wushan lay Buddhists is mediocre? Moreover, this poem has sincere feelings and full of tenderness, which can be regarded as a first-class masterpiece."

Wang Po nodded deeply and said hesitantly. "Even if this game can be won..."

"It turns out that you are worried about this, don't worry, brother Wang's talent is indeed far beyond his daughter's imagination. The song he gave has a beautiful artistic conception and a novelty. It is unheard of for his daughter to grow up so old. Not to mention competing with those families, even if he went to the Bianhe event, he would be able to give other buildings and pavilions a chance."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Wang Po couldn't help but stand up.

"If my mother doesn't believe it, my daughter will sing it to you now." Liu Yiyi said with a proud smile. Without waiting for Wang Po to answer, she started humming directly.

It is worthy of being Liu Yiyi, who is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Liu Yiyi sang this song "Dongfeng Po" in her soft and gentle voice. Although she did not have Wang Yang's vicissitudes and sadness, she had a unique feeling of excitement.

The lingering sound lingers for a long time. Wang Po, who was immersed in the singing, slowly opened her eyes. When her daughter was not paying attention, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her voice seemed a little dry and authentic. "Can you be sure that these were all made by that stinky brat Wang Yang?"

"Of course, at the beginning, he first whistled out the tone..." Liu Yiyi told Wang Po in detail about the previous scene. Wang Po had to admit that the brat was not only powerful in fists, but also in his literary talent.

"It seems that that kid is indeed not an ordinary person." Po Wang sighed and said.

"Fortunately, my daughter is amazing. If she really lets him do it, she will give him 10% of it. Since he is a shareholder, I believe that this little money fan will do his best to make his money."

Seeing his mother's excited look, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but smile, but her eyes flashed through her melancholy and sadness as Wang Yang sang the song. She was so melancholy and sad that made people want to hold him in her arms and comfort him with warm words.

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In the Li Mansion, Li Qingzhao was lying lazily on the couch, but there were a few empty wine jars in front of her. The little maid next to her looked like she was not surprised. She quickly took the wine jars outside the door and placed them in the corner of the wall. In a while, there would be servants coming to clean up. Of course, she would also tactfully hold an empty wine jar and put a jar of fine wine on it.

"Miss, why don't we go out for a walk? It's not a big deal for you to stay in the air like this. Look at you, you've almost gone to the master's cellar these days. If you let the master know, you will have to talk to you again." After packing the jars of wine, the little maid continued to clean up and said.

"Didn't I go to Jie Ge'er's house to visit? Besides, my father didn't say I was not allowed to drink." Li Qingzhao looked at the moonlight outside the window and yawned in a cute and silly manner.

"But these days, Mr. Zhao has come to invite you several times, but you have refused. Could it be that Miss, you have something to do?" After getting rid of the matter, the little maid turned her face and asked curiously.

"Oh, I want to write lyrics these days, but I have never had any inspiration. I feel very upset and I don't have time to deal with others." Li Qingzhao narrowed her beautiful phoenix eyes and gently opened her wet and sexy red lips and said.

The silk gauze on his body is light and his clothes are slightly open. Under the reflection of the moonlight and the lights, it is amazingly white. You can see the deep groove gradually disappearing into the collar. It is indescribable charm and seductive. If the great talent of Wang Daguanren is here, he will definitely dress up in a gentlemanly manner and praise Haitang for sleeping in spring. Of course, don’t imagine that Wang Daguanren will be as gentleman as a gentleman.

"By the way, what's new today? Let me listen to it?" Li Qingzhao knew that her close maid liked to ask for gossip, but she didn't drink enough and she didn't feel sleepy at all, so she just started chatting.

Then I heard that the girl Shuimu began to talk about the gossip and interesting things she had learned these days, or whether the daughter of an adult family had secretly developed emotions between her and who was found to be detained by her parents, or whether the adult married a fifth concubine, or that young talent had a new song.

Just as the little maid kept talking, Li Qingzhao suddenly stopped. "Mr. Zhang and the others are going to be judges? That old man really can't sit still..."

"Yes, yes, I heard that the Yihong Building in Bianliang River has received several good poems these days, so Mr. Zhang also sat down and was about to go and see it in person. A few days ago, didn't I copy two poems for you to do?"

"You mean the Yihonglou where the lay Buddhist Wushan wrote the first song of the lyrics?" Li Qingzhao was immediately excited. "Is it the lay Buddhist Wushan who wrote the voices of those poor women who are in the world?"

"It seems that there is only one person who calls this name, otherwise Mr. Zhang wouldn't have taken action personally, right?" The beautiful and beautiful girl ink replied after thinking about it.

"Huh... Little lady, what are you going to do?" As soon as Shui Mo said, he saw Li Qingzhao standing up and tidying up her somewhat scattered clothes.

"I also want to see which immortal that Wushan lay Buddhist is." Li Qingzhao's eyes shone brightly and she said with great fighting spirit.

"...The problem is that it's two days before it starts. My little lady. Now you are..." Shui Mo looked at the little lady who seemed a little confused on weekdays and said helplessly.

"Oh, two days, that's fine, you follow me to Mr. Zhang's place tomorrow and let him take me with you. I'm so old, I've never seen such a competition... I can also listen to the new words of Wushan lay Buddhists. It's great." Li Qingzhao patted his forehead lightly with his hand, sat back on the couch with a little embarrassed, and then stood up with excitement and raised his pink fist.

"If you really want to go, please rest earlier. Now the second update has passed."

Li Qingzhao raised her head, looked at the moonlight outside the window, lowered her head, looked at the rice paper that had not fallen, and nodded and sighed. "Well, I don't have any clues today, so I won't write it anymore. Anyway, in two days, I can go to meet the Wushan lay Buddhist. When I fall, I can ask him for some experience."
Chapter completed!