Chapter 12 Weird Su Qingli

According to Su Qingli's request, Feng Siqi first took her to the bookstore. She asked the bookstore owner for a map of Linjiang. Thinking about it, she thought it was not enough and asked for a map of Chenguo. When checking out, she casually turned over a book at her hand, glanced at it twice, and then turned over a few pages seriously.

"Boss, where can I find the music score?" Su Qingli asked with the wrapped map in her arms. The boss pointed to a corner and she walked straight over.

Picked a few music scores and stood and watched, and some sour and rotten scholars around him began to whisper sparsely. It is not a major event in the world, but it is definitely related to the royal family of the imperial court and the world's injustice to their scholars.

Su Qingli couldn't help smiling coldly, closed the book, picked out two piano scores, and had to go to the boss to pay the bill. Feng Siqi was a little surprised and said, "Do you still need to buy these introductory books for your piano skills?"

"I can only play the piano, but I don't know the score." No, I don't know the ancient genealogy here.

Feng Siqi raised his eyebrows, the more interesting he felt, and asked, "Most of the songs you played are with many chapters and complicated techniques, so how did you learn it?"

"I will never forget it." She replied faintly.

Seeing that her expression had no meaning of laughing, Feng Siqi was really surprised if she was thinking about it. Unexpectedly, the world was so big that he could still meet a piano genius.

Su Qingli went to the boss to pay the bill. Just as he was about to reach out to withdraw the money, a big hand passed by and handed over a piece of silver. Su Qingli looked at him doubtfully. It was not only the money to pay the bill, but also added an extra book. Finally, he stuffed the book to Su Qingli and said, "This is suitable for you. You can learn it when you know the score."

"What is this?" She never believes that there are good things in the world.

Feng Siqi smiled and said, "It's your greatest credit to letting me know you."

Listening to the ambiguity, Su Qingli couldn't help but feel cold, and the bookstore owner also began to look at this big man with strange eyes.

Su Qingli was too lazy to pay attention to him and did not return the book to others. She walked out of the bookstore first. Feng Siqi followed the bookstore, and two beautiful men, one tall and one short, walked on the street, which was really eye-catching, especially attracting the attention of many girls and frequently made people look back.

"The little brother's nature is quite cold. Just now, in the store, I saw that you also sneered at those scholars. What did you laugh at?" Walking on the bustling street, Feng Siqi suddenly asked.

"What's your business?" He said she was cold, so she replied coldly to him.

"I'm just looking for a topic at will. We have to get along with each other for a while. We can't just keep talking." Su Qingli didn't say anything. Looking at her cold look, Feng Siqi understood that she really didn't want to talk to herself.

As the saying goes, the more you can't get, the more you want to get it. Feng Siqi, who really just wanted to chat casually, began to say, "Tell me, talk about it, I want to refer to it."

Su Qingli rolled her eyes. How could she meet a troublemaker? She knew that if she didn't say it, she would continue to be entangled, so she said, "Okay, I want to refer to it, right? I said, give me the money."

"Give the money?"

"Yes, have you ever heard of a profession called consultant, which is to express your opinions for reference and earn a certain commission. Don't you want to refer to it? What's my relationship with you? Why should I tell you what I think, and it's also about the big events of the imperial court, so I want to collect money.

"Are you talking about the military division?" Feng Siqi thought that the position of consultant she said was the most similar to the military department.

"Well... that's right."

"Then I just paid for the book for you. Can the two be offset?"

So she said that there is no white pie in the world, and she owes it sooner or later. She is not waiting for her here now. Su Qingli thought for a moment and said, "I laugh at them and say that today's emperor is desolate, and he is not satisfied with three thousand harems. He often privately visits to collect beautiful women."

"Oh? Don't you agree? What kind of person does the little brother think the emperor is today? Seeing that someone was against it and was still a hairy boy who had never left home, Feng Siqi suddenly wanted to know what kind of image the emperor was in his eyes today.

She said, "If the emperor is useless, then his private interview will not only collect beautiful women... There must be beautiful men!"

I thought it was a high opinion after the pause, but after listening to it, Feng Siqi couldn't help stattering and almost fell to the ground. He said with a wry smile, "Yes, is it? The little brother is really high..."

"Also, what's the year of the emperor?"

"Twenty-four years old."

Wait for Feng Siqi to answer, Su Qingli corrected her joking mentality and began to answer earnestly: "The screening of palace actresses is limited to three years. If the emperor begins to choose concubines at the age of 14, there are only 30 people at most now. Well, even if he can appoint any woman he likes as a harem, 3,000 people, and it will take ten years to see one every day. According to me, if an emperor really raises 3,000 people in his harem, it will never be a beautiful woman. If there are not a thousand, there will be at least 800. It must be reserved for special purposes. Special talents."

He knew that he would never let himself down by listening to Su Qingli's idea, but the words for special purpose aroused his new meditation: "The little brother's idea is so unique and insight. Do you want to become an official?"

"No."

"Why? I think the little brother is a rare genius.

Who is this? You are a genius. Your whole family is a genius. Su Qingli thought about it, but never said anything, but said, "I'm not very illiterate."

Feng Si raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. The son of a large family could not read, which was simply to perfunctor him. Since Su Qingli has begun to be perfunctory impatiently, Feng Siqi simply changed the topic and stopped asking questions. By the way, little brother, what do you want to do with the map? It's not enough for Linzhou and Chenguo. You want to rebel!"

Su Qingli glanced at him and said, "There are only two reasons why you can say such words."

"What's the reason?" Just after asking, Su Qingli stretched out her little hand. Feng Siqi was stunned and looked at it for a long time before she realized that she was asking him for money, so she honestly took out a broken silver plug from her waist. Shake his head and sighed, "It's really unreachable."

Su Qingli didn't care and said, "There are only two reasons why you can say such words. First, you haven't read a book, and second, you don't have a brain. However, looking at how quickly you give silver for this answer, I'm sure the answer is the second one.

Hahahaha, this made Feng Siqi laugh, patted Su Qingli's chest, put his elbow on her narrow shoulder, and bent down with a smile. He has never laughed so happily, because no one has ever said such a thing to him, and no one dares to say such a thing. He was not angry. Instead, he felt that the laugh was much more comfortable.

Su Qingli, who was suddenly patted on the chest, hurriedly hugged her chest, like a frightened chicken, curled her body slightly, and stared at Feng Siqi, who almost laughed so hard, and squeezed words from between her teeth, "Can't you speak without moving your hands and feet?"

"Everyone is a man. What are you afraid of? Those who can move their hands and feet are called brothers, right?"

For you. Su Qingli still held her chest. Now she doesn't feel anything about being touched, but the two strokes that Feng Siqi hit are really not light.

Her chest, which was not fully developed, was patted twice like this by him, and it was estimated that it would be flattened back. Su Qingli secretly bet in her heart that sooner or later, she will avenge this "heart-killing"