This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 23 Four sentences, let the rich woman spend 20 yuan for me.

Lu Yuanzhi looked at Yunyou with burning eyes.

Compared with others, he naturally prefers 500 taels of silver.

Yunyou looked at the serious expression on Lu Yuanzhi's face, and couldn't bear the smile on her face any longer. She stepped forward and hugged Lu Yuanzhi's arm, the coquettish look in her eyes was like spider's thread, and Lu Yuanzhi's face was burning hot.

"Tomorrow, the servant's family will order someone to send it to the official's mansion."

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi was relieved.

I sighed in my heart, compared to whoring for nothing, isn't I more awesome?Not only can you prostitute for free, but you can also get money!

He stopped Yunyou's slender waist with a smile.

"Then I'll spend the night with my sister..."

Yun You sticks to Lu Yuanzhi's ear and whispers:
"Since I don't take a penny, I won't take a penny in the future."

Lu Yuanzhi's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he was overjoyed in his heart.

What is the concept of 500 taels of silver?
In Dayong, five taels of silver may not be able to be spent by ordinary people for a year, and 500 taels is really enough to spend a lifetime of ordinary commoners!
The purchasing power is equivalent to 20 in the previous life!
"My sister is really... tolerant!"

The corners of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth were grinning, his big white teeth looked cute in the shadow of the candle, and his eyes unconsciously fixed on the two E-class headlights of the supercar.

Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward and hugged Yunyou directly.

"Ah~"

Yunyou exclaimed at Lu Yuanzhi's sudden movement, and then hugged Lu Yuanzhi's neck tightly.

"Master, slow down~ I'm afraid."

"Hahahaha!"

……

Available in the next second.

"bump!"

Wu Zhaoyun pushed open the box door expressionlessly, and looked at the two people in the box.

After all, he heard it clearly and clearly outside!

A famous piece enough to leave history.

What is the price?

500 two!
What this kid did...

It's really an insult to Confucianism and Taoism! !

But why isn't I angry? ?
When Wu Zhaoyun saw Lu Yuanzhi hugging the beauty, he understood.

If I had this kind of poetic talent when I was young, it would be even more absurd than Lu Yuanzhi.

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the movement, he turned his head in doubt, and when his eyes met Wu Zhaoyun's, he stopped the movements of his hands.

For a time, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lu Yuanzhi had already vaguely guessed the origin of the person in front of him, so he naturally had no confidence in his heart.

Wu Zhaoyun, as a seasoned person, of course knew that it would be unseemly for him to disturb Lu Yuanzhi at this moment.

It stands to reason that, as the first-class marquis of Dayong, he naturally doesn't need to bother a small yamen servant in a border town like Lu Yuanzhi.

However, after all, he had concealed his identity when he came out of Beijing at this time, so naturally he couldn't use power to overwhelm others.

Coupled with Lu Yuanzhi's poem just now, the vision of a three-inch white rainbow shooting straight into the sky proves that this person is extremely talented.

A sense of loving and cherishing talents filled Hou Ye's heart.

After a long time.

Lu Yuanzhi gently put down Yunyou in his arms, looked at Wu Zhaoyun at the door, and gently cupped his hands:
"I don't know what the nobleman is doing?"

After deliberating for a long time, Lu Yuanzhi still felt that it was better for him to speak first.

Although he had already guessed the identity of this person, he didn't intend to say it clearly, after all, he came here incognito, which also proved that he didn't want to reveal his identity.

If you tell the identity of the person without a clear mind, you will not be a short-witted person.

Lu Yuanzhi's words made Wu Zhaoyun a little dumbfounded for a while.

Yes.

It is indeed indecent to push open the door of others and disturb others' work.

But Wu Zhaoyun is not an idiot, just a face-to-face meeting, he reacted and said with a smile:
"Just now, when I was walking outside the door, I heard the poems and prose coming from here, and I was shocked by my talent, so I wanted to find out what happened, so I bothered you."

Wu Zhaoyun said the most polite words in his life.

He saw Lu Yuanzhi's rough jade, but he entered martial arts because of a momentary negligence, and wanted to persuade him to change his ways and turn to the right, to abandon the dark and turn to the bright.

Although he himself thinks it is troublesome to accept apprentices, he is also thinking about accepting apprentices.

But it didn't prevent him from introducing Lu Yuanzhi to his friends in Qinghe Academy.

Besides, even if he accepted Lu Yuanzhi, he was not sure that he would be able to teach Lu Yuanzhi, and introducing him to his fellow Confucian scholars would not be regarded as insulting Lu Yuanzhi's poetic talent.

But being so polite...it's really difficult for him. How could he be able to stop a child from crying when he was in the capital?
When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, he was also the first and the second big.

Even though he had expected that he would have some minor troubles after plagiarizing poems, he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Originally, he was a small yamen servant, and he hadn't studied for a few years. Where did he get his poetic talent?

Such a good poem is suddenly made, how can it be fooled by a sentence or two?

Even if I can hold on for a while... Then one or two songs in the future, those stocks in my stomach will always be used up.

Just like Charlotte, after all the big moves have been released, in the end, I can only write a song "People in Our Village" for Liu Tianwang.

I can't always say to the great Confucianists in the world at the end: "Goose, goose, song to the sky?"

That scene...

Just thinking about it, Lu Yuanzhi died on the spot.

"The nobleman praised it absurdly, but the kid is ignorant of his knowledge. It's just a clumsy work that makes people laugh, and he can't be admitted to the hall of elegance."

Lu Yuanzhi kept being humble, he really panicked.

Now he is more and more sure that the person in front of him is the one he guessed.

It's just because he didn't see the high-quality martial artist he saw at the gate of the Blue Bird Pavilion just now, but he felt a vague aura locking on him.

He was sure that if there was a slight change in himself, he would definitely die on the spot the next moment.

How high-grade does it have to be to be able to lock oneself across the box without seeing anyone?
Such warriors are still being used like slaves...

One can imagine the dignity of the middle-aged man in front of him.

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Wu Zhaoyun felt a toothache for a while.

Is this human talk?
You call this a clumsy work?

So what are the literati born in the 500 years of Dayong?
"Why be humble."

The corner of Wu Zhaoyun's mouth twitched slightly, but his face was indeed full of smiles. He glanced at the charming woman standing beside Lu Yuanzhi without any trace.

After reading it, I nodded slightly in my heart.

It is indeed beautiful and moving, not much better than the few oirans of the Jiaofang Division in the capital.

Thinking about it, the woman in front of me bought that poem from this boy?
Barely can be regarded as worthy of the praise of that poem.

Wu Zhaoyun, who had seen countless women's obsessions, came back to his senses in just a moment, and said seriously to Lu Yuanzhi:

"This poem cites a white rainbow soaring into the sky, and there is a sense of heavenly secrets. It must be a famous piece in history."

Ok?
Lu Yuanzhi was taken aback when he heard the words.

A white rainbow soaring into the sky? ?
Why did I not see it.

He looked left and right, looked at Wu Zhaoyun with a puzzled face and said:

"To be honest, I didn't see Bai Hong."

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's behavior, Wu Zhaoyun couldn't help laughing, and explained to Lu Yuanzhi:

"You are not my disciple of Confucianism and Taoism. You have no literary spirit, so naturally you can't see Baihong."

Lu Yuanzhi wanted to say something more, but he heard Wu Zhaoyun say:

"Presumably you should have guessed a bit of my identity. Don't talk nonsense. I intend to bring you into my Confucianism and Taoism. Are you willing to move?"

(End of this chapter)