Chapter 257: It's really here to bury people

The sound sounds lukewarm, neither humble nor arrogant, and there is a hint of majesty in it, but it is not the voice of Mr. Zhang. Moreover, the sound also seems familiar, but Caiyun thought for a long time but still couldn't remember when there was such an acquaintance.

I heard that he was here to find him, but his tone did not look like a talented scholar who came to sing with him in poetry and wine.

Caiyun was curious and looked up and saw a young scholar standing at the door of the yard casually, coming in a cool and neat breeze in the flying snow.

Caiyun has been a person who has been rolling around in the fireworks shop for many years. He has never seen any handsome man. But the young man in front of him is not as weak and fair as an ordinary scholar, and it is not that he is not handsome enough. In fact, the young man's military officer is clearly angular and so straight that he can leave a deep impression on him just by taking a look.

He was wearing ordinary clothes, only a Songjiang cotton robe. It can be cut to perfection and outlined a perfect figure.

My body stood straight, with a calm aura on my body. Standing there, with a smile, it made the hazy snowy day immediately clear.

Caiyun knows this person, who is a fellow villager in Sichuan, the number one talent in Chengdu, Wu Jie and Wu Shizhen.

However, compared to half a year ago, Wu Jie looked a little taller, darker in her skin, and a little taller in her body, and she had a more mature and steady masculine look.

At first glance, Caiyun was afraid to recognize each other.

My heart hopped for no reason, and I remembered the poem Wu Jie wrote: The bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds were returned... Wasn't it just written for me?

My cheeks were slightly hot.

Wu Jie's words were actually a bit rude. This was mainly due to the fact that he had never attended a romantic occasion and did not know how to speak from the Qingguan people. Moreover, he was a little disgusted with this industry and spoke casually.

But Yiyi sounded very harsh. Although this little girl has not been in the restaurant yet, she has been in Chuyao and Curie for many years. Dear, I have seen many occasions of romantic and romantic occasions. On weekdays, I see those elegant and elegant talents who care for the girls in every way, and coax them like Bodhisattvas, and when have you ever seen a person like Wu Jie?

He was immediately annoyed: "The one who came here is looking for Miss Caiyun, but you have to see it. Who do you think you are? See you as long as you want?"

Wu Jie frowned slightly: "Is Miss Caiyun here or not? If not, I will come another day. If I am there, I will be troubled to lead me in."

Yiyi became even more angry and continued to sarcastically: "Looking at your outfit, wearing a shabby cotton robe, you are just a poor scholar. This is also a place you can come. Go quickly, or someone will come and knock you out."

Wu Jie was stunned. It has been half a year since he heard anyone calling him a poor scholar.

At this moment, Caiyun's voice came from the room: "Yiyi, I don't understand the rules, why don't you invite the young master in quickly, it's such a cold day."

"Caiyun, you are there." Wu Jie smiled, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the house with big strides.

"Hey, you!" Yiyi shouted, but how could she stop it, so she had to follow her and walked in.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Wu Jie sitting on the chair, smiling at Miss Caiyun.

Caiyun stood up and made a blessing, with joy between her eyebrows.

Yiyi did not notice that Miss Caiyun's expression was different from the past, but was instead angered by Wu Jie's casualness.

Other young men came to see Miss Caiyun. Who would have tried their best to please me, and said all the good things. When they met, they looked elegant and elegant, trying to attract her attention. Even the little girl Yiyi got a lot of good things. But the boy was as casual as when he returned to his own home, and he didn't even sit down. After entering the room, he just stared at the girl.

It’s fine to look at Miss Caiyun, is it a gentleman good? But why is there no admiration, appreciation, or worship in your eyes? It’s like looking at an ordinary neighbor child with clean and pure eyes. Is this still a matter of coming to brothels to sing and perform elegantly? It’s really... bullying people!

"Sir, I have a rare trip. Yiyi, come and have a good tea." After Wu Jie looked at it for a few times, Caiyun's face began to turn red again.

"Yeah, yes, girl." Yiyi put a cup of tea on the coffee table beside Wu Jie, and then took a cotton towel and wiped it on the table in front of Wu Jie. She asked unceremoniously: "Where does the name of the young master come from?"

Wu Jie picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly: "My name is Wu Jie, a native of the capital. I am idle today, and I want to find a place to listen to music, talk about poetry and essays with people. I originally planned to meet Xiangyue at Hongxiuguan, but unfortunately it was too crowded there and I was too lazy to wait. I heard that Miss Caiyun was recently taken away from the title of courtesan by a woman named Xiangyue. The house was neglected, and there were not many people. I like to be quiet, so I came here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "click!" It turned out that Yiyi was angry. With a force on her hand, she accidentally stroked the tea seat on the table to the ground and broke it.

After all, Yiyi was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. She was so angry that her face turned pale. She pointed at Wu Jie and scolded: "Young master is coming to talk to my girl, so she will come, but she said these bastards to bury us. What is the point of thinking?"

Wu Jie was still not angry, so he just put down the teacup steadily and smiled: "Be careful, is it scratched your hand?"

"You, you..." Yiyi was so angry that she couldn't speak.

At this moment, Caiyun laughed "Puchi!": "Mr. Wu, don't tease Yiyi anymore. She is just a child. By the way, I heard that you have come to Beijing, why did you think about coming to me for so long? My place is very quiet, can you disappoint me?"

Yiyi opened her mouth wide with a "ah": "Girl, do you know this young master?"

Caiyun smiled and nodded: "I already met Mr. Wu when I was in Chengdu. Yiyi, don't be rude."

Wu Jie: "It's quite pure. The plum blossoms in the yard are blooming well, which is very popular. I remember that back then, the plum blossoms in Chengdu were also blooming well, but unfortunately, because it is the south, it has less tempering from wind and frost, and it has less charm. Unlike the wintersweet in the north, it blooms purely after wind, frost, rain and snow. However, the plum blossoms in my hometown still miss it! Back then, the plum blossoms in the west of Jincheng, I was drunk like mud by the plum blossoms."

"What a good sentence when I walked around the west of Jincheng, I was drunk like the mud by the plum blossoms!" Caiyun's eyes lit up.

Yiyi already knew that Wu Jie was an old friend of her girl, but since Wu Jie entered the house, the atmosphere in the house seemed to be completely dominated by him, which made her feel very unhappy.

He snorted, "Mr. Wu, you are not here to see the plum blossoms today, right? You are also an old friend of my girl. Why did you go to Xiangyue before you come? You were not in the queue before you thought about coming here. Humph, I think you are not as tight as you are."

As he spoke, he kept sneering.

Wu Jie: "You have forgotten that you didn't say it. I saw the stars in Xiangyue and the moon were surrounded by the moon, but Miss Caiyun was deserted at the door. It was just that someone took the title of the courtesan. Why did you feel so miserable?"

Yiyi: "It's really here to bury people."

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