Chapter 157 Both fame and fortune

Yunyan Pavilion won. It won more than a dozen graceful and sad poems, but also won a few songs with strange rhythm but extremely beautiful songs.

Xiao Xiangyu, blue and white porcelain, cinnabar tears, fairy sword Fu......

All of them are strange tunes, but they are all elegant and quiet, intriguing, especially the legend of Yanran singing softly in white. The ethereal and elegant voice makes people look back, and can't help but think of the past that has been left in the bottom of his heart but has been forgotten for a long time.

The bits and pieces that I once rejoiced for, moved, and most wanted to forget, but never forgotten.

At the end of the song, all the people present clapped their hands and cheered, and the judgment invited by 'Chunmanlou', the white-haired rhythm master's eyes were slightly red. After a long time, he recovered and praised loudly, "Although the score of this song is not sunny and white snow, I'm afraid that the world will be known soon after this interpretation of the girl. . "

Speaking of this, Ba Mei took a sip of the tea handed over by the exhaust wind. At this time, she knew that she always felt that storytelling was an interesting and fun, but she didn't expect it to be so tiring.

On the one hand, Li Zhi patted his chest again with chagrin. She was shocked as a talented girl and begged the eighth sister to inquire about the inn where Yunyan Pavilion stayed.

Unable to stand the soft and hard bubble, the eighth sister had to say the name of the inn she heard. When the latter heard the words, she hurriedly invited Yang Yanzhao and others, "Guys, this friend who came to the inn is not a brothel. The court should not care. Anyway, there is nothing to do when he is idle. How about going with my younger brother?

Several girls in 'Yunyan Pavilion' took the first prize. There must be many people going there now. If it's not fast, they won't even have a place to settle down!"

Seeing his anxious appearance, Yang Yanzhao and others all smiled back. Xiang Min's chess piece in his hand admitted defeat and got up and said, "Such a beautiful person should have a look, otherwise it will inevitably be a pity.

It's just that it's always a little abrupt late at night. How about Brother Yuan Pei write a greeting post and send it there later tomorrow morning?

"What Brother Chang said is very true. I think that Yanran girls will not return to Songzhou in these two days, but if they have time, they can also make it look like we are elegant people.

After talking and laughing, the night was lonely. After Li Zhi and Xiang Minzhong left laughing, Yang Yanzhao took the chess game and was about to walk into the house. Han Guohua, who was talking to Zhang Qian, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yanzhao, are the poems and songs written by the top card of the 'Yunyan Pavilion' from you?"

Without denying it, Yang Yanzhao nodded, "Yes, 'Yunyan Pavilion' is playing on this evening. When you encounter this kind of thing, you have to make some effort."

In a word, South Korea was relieved, but a trace of anger immediately appeared on his face, "Brother Yanzhao, you have such a good work that you don't know Han Guangbi. It's really not enough friends!"

After saying that, he snorted and shook his sleeves and left. Seeing him like this, Yang Yanzhao and Zhang Qian all smiled.

There are some words, needless to say, as a friend, I have already understood it. South Korea Hua knows that Xiang Minzhong, who also participated in the winter test, can also guess.

This is a confidant. Not to mention, it's not that you don't know, but you don't need to know anymore.

The next day, before dawn, the door of the courtyard was knocked open by He Yu. His eyes were red and swollen, but his fat face was full of joy. Xiao Muchun, who opened the door, directly ignored it and rushed to Yang Yanzhao's room.

"Brother, brother..."

Hearing the sound, Yang Yanzhao jumped up from ** and couldn't put on his robe. He came to the door in two or three steps, "What's going on tonight?"

Seeing the vigilance on his face, He Yu squeezed into the room through the crack of the open door with his fat body and whispered, "Brother, it's a happy event, and I'm here to thank my brother."

Entering the room, He Yu picked up the teapot on the table and got a glass of water first. Regardless of whether it was the cold old tea last night, he poured two cups in a row and burped, and then took a comfortable breath.

After drinking, He Yu put down the cup and stared at Yang Yanzhao carefully. The latter, who was only dressed in profanity, was stared at by him and couldn't help dodging two steps back. "Today, what's wrong with you?"

"I want to see how many things in the world can't be done by my brother."

After joking, He Yu bent down respectfully and saluted, "Thank you for pointing out the way to make money to my younger brother. It is a blessing from He Jinxi's previous life."

He hurried forward to help He Yu up. Yang Yanzhao was a little confused in the early morning, but judging from the fat face with a smile, it should not be a bad thing.

"This evening, don't buy it. What's cheaper?"

"Brother, do you remember what he said in the teahouse the day before yesterday?"

The teahouse the day before yesterday? Yang Yanzhao couldn't help recalling that he went out for a walk that day. He Yu followed him, and then ordered some tea and mouthfuls in the teahouse, listening to the left and right people talking about the world...

Thinking about it, I was suddenly shocked. By the way, that day, I asked He Yu to buy 'Yunyan Pavilion' to win the championship. Now that the victory or defeat has been divided, I naturally made a profit. No wonder I came to be happy early in the morning.

"How much money did you press?"

"Hey hey", He Yu smiled and stretched out his short, thick and white hand and touched his chin. "It's not much. At that time, my little brother only had 15,000 taels. Some of them couldn't take it out, so he went to several shops and took out the silver in the money cabinet. The sum of the total number of the workers was only 30,000 taels."

"Thirty thousand taels! That's 300,000 taels!"

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but smack his tongue. According to one compensation of ten, it doubled ten times in a blink of an eye, and it became 300,000 taels!

One tael of silver is enough to buy a table of good wine and vegetables, 300,000 taels, which is enough for him to live the rest of his life.

But He Yu coughed a few times, and some weak voices continued to beat Yang Yanzhao's heart. "Brother, I deliberately waited until the first hour of yesterday's start of the test before buying the bet. At that time, the odds of our 'Yunyan Pavilion' had become 15."

He was stunned for a moment. Later, Yang Yanzhao laughed happily and gave He Yu a bear hug. In addition to joy, he was also a little moved.

Just because of my own words, I took out all my own things. How can such trust not be moved?

"Today, I have yours!"

He Yu was also full of smiles. The bright laughter of the two suddenly broke the silence in the yard. Outside the house, Xiao Muchun patted his head sleepyly and muttered puzzled, "What's wrong with this morning? First, the mysterious He Xiaopang, and now the instructor giggles with him. Is it possible to pick up the money?

With that, he shook his head and yawned, "I'd better go to sleep for a while. I'll have to get up and practice in half an hour. If I sleep for a while, maybe I can see those delicate ladies last night."

"Today, when are you going to let Biyue and others go back to Songzhou?"

In the room, Yang Yanzhao asked in his clothes. He Yu was about to say it, but he stopped talking. After getting along with him for a long time, he also knew that if his brother asked like this, he must have a different idea from himself.

And it's right every time.

So he pressed down the words that came to his mouth, leaned out his short neck and asked, "Brother, when do you think is suitable?"

"Tomorrow at the latest."

"What? Tomorrow?"

Even if I expected that Yang Yanzhao would give a surprising answer, I didn't expect it to be tomorrow. 'Yunyan Pavilion' just defeated the five brothel last night. It was the time when the limelight was in the limelight. How could it hurried back to Songzhou?

"Yes, that's right. This evening, you can calculate with Biyue later. You will leave Bianliang tomorrow."

"Brother, I'm a little puzzled."

He Yu said truthfully. Seeing that his face turned happy and lost, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help smiling, "Today, the art of war has words. If you want to capture it, you must indulge it first. In fact, it is also suitable for this. What you can't get is always the best."

After thinking for a moment, He Yu clapped his hands and showed a simple smile. "My brother said yes, I'm going back to discuss with the little lady Biyue."

Seeing He Yu say and leave, Yang Yanzhao can only smile bitterly. This guy does what he says and does, but at least what he does is what he likes.

Then he thought of the blue moon. Yang Yanzhao couldn't help calling He Yu, who was about to get out of the yard, "This evening, wait."

"What else do you have to deal with, brother?"

"It's not a big deal. On the side of the Little Lady of Biyue, you should take more care of it..."

Waving his hand, He Yu answered with a smile and said, "It's natural. Biyue's little lady is now He Jinxi's right arm. How can she be wronged? Brother, don't worry..."

Before the morning light dissipated, he had already got up. Yang Yanzhao was sleepless and simply sat down in the yard. Speaking of which, since he entered the energy, his sense of heaven and earth was much stronger, but he still couldn't touch the threshold of the next realm for a long time.

He sat on his knees cross-legged, and soon Yang Yanzhao settled down. The jade virtual in his arms emitted a faint green light again, but the blood color in it became more and more bright.

The morning wind with a little chill blew a few ink bamboos in the corner of the courtyard, and also blew the long hair of Bai Sheng Chaoxue.

"Your Excellency, this 30,000 silver was really bought by He Yu."

A dark shadow flashed out of nowhere. He whispered respectfully and offered the inquired news with both hands.

"Well, I see." The sleeve waved, and the fold came to the slender fingers out of thin air. "What have you done in the past two days?"

"It still looks crazy, but it was saved by Yang Jing when it was looted by ruffians at the entrance of the alley the day before yesterday."

"Okay, go back!"

The breeze blew, and the man in black disappeared. The white-haired man played with the fold in his hand for a moment, and then the confetti flew, and in an instant, it turned into nothingness.

"Why is everything involved with you? Fortunately, he has been infatuated with women recently, otherwise the final work is really difficult to do. I hope those annoying 'nets' will not poke this matter into the palace.

With that, he walked into the house, and his white hair was lifted by the wind, and he could faintly hear, "How many worries can you have? It's like a river flowing eastward..."