"I see."

Ye Tong was troubled by the lack of qualification for admission, and the hanging heart finally let go. As soon as he lifted the wine in the glass, he found that the hall door was pushed open again and saw a young man with red face walking in.

The cool picture is very pleasant.

He easily learned about the author of "Shuitu Songtou", as if he had seen Mu Xiaochen's mission complete and gained Mu Xiaochen's closeness.

Who is Mu Xiaochen? That is the biological son of the prince of Zifu County. The new owner of Zifu County will be able to gain his closeness. Who can still shake him in Zifu County in the future?

However, when he stepped into the hall and saw the few people inside, his expression slightly stopped. He never expected that among the people sitting inside, there was the second master of the Jin family, the famous second-generation ancestor in Zifu County.

"Who are you?"

Jin Qiusheng was entertaining guests, so he naturally had no fondness for this young man who suddenly broke in and asked in a cold voice.

The Bukutu is not afraid of the Jin family because the energy of their Bukutu is almost the same as that of the Jin family, but he is afraid of the Golden Aoi. Because this second-generation ancestor is arrogant and domineering, he will definitely be unlucky if anyone makes him unhappy. Even if he has the Bukutu as a backstage, it will be useless. Therefore, he hurriedly said: "I have met Jin Erye, and I am the Bukutu, the son of the Bukutu."

"On the family?"

The coldness on Kim Akitori's face faded a lot. Their Kim family and the Be family had a good relationship, but they didn't know the young people from the Be family, so they asked, "What's wrong with you coming here?"

Bukutu said: "I came here to ask Mr. Ye Tong for a poem."

"Seeking poetry? What poetry do you want?"

Jin Qiusheng and Dongfang Hero sitting opposite him showed a blank expression on their faces. At that time, Jin Shixue, who was standing beside him, 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 talent from the bottom of his heart. The song "Shui Ji Tou" made him extremely impressed.

The eyes of the cool picture fell on Ye Tong. Although he had heard that the author of "Shuitu Songtou" was a young man, he was still secretly shocked when he saw Ye Tong's appearance.

Bukutu didn't expect Ye Tong to be so young, and said immediately: "Young Master Ye, you are willing to come to the door and bother you. I hope you can forgive me. The poem you have done before is so admirable. I am so impressed by all the poems I want to ask for, please be sure to agree to."

"Don't agree!" Ye Tong refused in a plain tone.

The face of the Kutu stopped and an awkward look appeared on his face. He thought that Ye Tong might refuse, but he didn't expect that the other party would give him any face and refused so directly.

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

After waved his hand, Ye Tong said, "If there is nothing else, please leave! It is very impolite to disturb others to drink."

The Kutu frowned. He would naturally not give up if he wanted to get Mu Xiaochen's friendship. He thought for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Ye, I came here sincerely. I hope you can give some face."

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

"I..." Bo Kutu clenched his fists, and a little anger arose in his heart.

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

Jin Shixue suddenly spoke, "Ye Tong is right. If your face is not worth much, get out quickly. The poems of Ye Tong and Young Master Ye are very valuable."

Bi Kutu glared at Jin Shixue, then said angrily: "It's valuable, right? I'm willing to buy it for a price."

Ye Tong looked at the Kutu in surprise and asked, "Can poetry still sell money?"

Bukutu said in a deep voice: "Maybe not for others, but for me. As long as you can write a poem about 'beauty' on the spot, I'm willing to pay."

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

Jin Shixue curled his lips and secretly scolded Ye Tong for not being "conscientious". He wrote the song "Shuitu Songtou" before, obviously not for the head of the poem, but for the ten thousand taels of blue gold. Now, he has made a rebellious promise to the Ku Picture of the Ministry, obviously for money. How did this kind of person who is addicted to money and life like life be liked by the Second Uncle and the Dongfang Xia?

"Play..."

Bukutu clapped his hands, and the servant holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone outside the door immediately walked in and put the things on the table. Bukutu raised his hand and said, "Mr. Ye, please."

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

"you……"

The Kutu looked angry and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Ten thousand taels, I will pay 10,000 taels of blue silver, okay?"

Ye Tong rolled his eyes. He could spend 1,000 taels of medicinal food in the morning. This guy's identity and background are obviously not simple. Unexpectedly, he was so petty that he only gave 10,000 taels.

The next moment, Ye Tong sat back in the distance, raised his hand and pointed at the door of the hall, and said angrily: "Why are you teasing me? Or sending beggars? Where did you come back? Don't show so shabby, my poems are worth ten thousand taels of blue silver?"

The cool picture blinked, a little confused.

"Sweet? I bid ten thousand taels of blue silver just to buy a poem, but the other party actually disliked it? He thought he was really a poet saint?"

Bokutu glanced at Jin Qiusheng and Dongfang Xia. If these two hadn't been again, he felt that he would take action immediately and gave Ye Tong a severe blow.

"Fifty thousand taels of blue silver." The cool picture offered another price.

Ye Tong frowned and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"100,000 taels!" said Kutu gritted his teeth, and when he praised Haikou at Mu Xiaochen, he naturally had to take out something.

Ye Tong finally showed a satisfied expression and stood up again and said, "Pay the bill first, then take the poems. You are so stingy. I am afraid that after the poems are written, you will not be able to bring out so much blue silver, or you will feel sorry for your debt."

"Can't take it out? I feel sorry for my debts?"

The evil fire in Bikutu's heart was almost suppressed. He took out a stack of silver notes from his arms, counted out ten silver notes worth ten thousand taels and handed them to Ye Tong, and said Senran: "I will pay you a lot of money, but if you fool me with the garbage, don't blame me for turning against me."

Ye Tong waved to the Yaonu and handed the silver notes to the other party, then said with a smile: "It's easy to say, you are the financial owner, so I will naturally not disappoint you."

The dragon and the phoenix dance, the pen moves, the dragon and the snake, the Ye Tong waves her sleeves, and she immediately writes a poem on the rice paper:

“There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.”

"One look at the city, another look at the country."

"I would rather not know how beautiful the city is and the country is, and it is rare to be a beautiful woman."

Bukutu stood aside, and as Ye Tong finished writing the last word, he showed a look of shock.

Although his talent is average, his appreciation ability is still very good. Although this poem titled "Li Yannian's Song" does not have too gorgeous vocabulary embellishments, reading it throughout the whole article allows him to see the beautiful beauty in the north who has a beautiful beauty.

That's right! This is exactly in line with his intentions, praising a stunning beauty who is unparalleled in the world.

When Bi Kutu picked up this poem, he suddenly felt that his 100,000 taels of blue silver flowers were worth it.

"Good poem!" Jin Qiusheng had already arrived at the table. After reading this poem, he couldn't help but exclaim. The Oriental Xia and Jin Shixue around him also had their eyes lit up, and they were obviously moved by this poem.

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

Bukutu nodded repeatedly. Although he was very unhappy with Ye Tong, he had to admit that the other party's poem was really unique.

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

"What?" The cool picture was stunned. The look of Ye Tong looked at him as if he was looking at a monster.

The people around were also confused. They really couldn't see through it. What was the operation? Can the poems in the world be sold in batches? Is this a human or a monster?

Bukutu left, leaving with a full voiceless look.

Ye Tong cleverly pulled the topic, and the atmosphere in the hall became warmer again.

The next hall room, as the dull face returned, the originally lively hall room became quiet again, and their eyes fell on the scroll of paper in the hands of the hall, all of which showed curiosity.

Mu Xiaochen got up and greeted him, and said in surprise: "The author who wrote "Shuitu Songtou" actually wrote a poem with the beauty of "women"?"

"Yes!" Bi Kutu said with a wry smile.

Mu Xiaochen reached out and said, "Take it and show it to us."

A moment later, Mu Xiaochen slowly unfolded the rice paper as everyone gathered around. After they read the complete poem, the entire hall fell silent again.

After a long time, Cheng Siya first spoke to break the quiet atmosphere: "This poem praises an unparalleled beauty with concise and monotonous words. This five-character pose is exaggerated and sincere. It is a simple and translucent way to transform, and it produces reality with virtuality, reflecting a natural, straightforward beauty, and a good poem."

Mu Xiaochen's face was a little complicated, his eyes wandered on the last signature and could not move away, and he murmured: "It's indeed a good poem, but..."

Lan Zhuoyue asked, "But what?"

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

Lan Zhuoyue said: "The signature is Ye Tong, just a name. What's the evil thing about it?"

Mu Xiaochen smiled bitterly and said, "If I guessed well, he came to the county town. This guy didn't even go to find me when he came to the county town. Someone really told me right."

Lan Zhuoyue said in confusion: "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 that were made by Ye Tong laugh and cry again and again appeared in his mind, and said, "We should know, Bukutu, where is he? Is there an old man with a dragon-headed crutch beside him?"

Bukutu said: "He is in the hall next door, in that hall... it seems that there is an old man with a dragon-head crutch. However, there is also the second master of the Jin family, Jin Shixue, the Oriental Hero of the Dongfang family, and that Ye Tong, which is speechless. This poem was bought by me for 100,000 taels of blue silver, and he also said..."
Chapter completed!