Then the young master whined and said, "Your brother-in-law is here."

Xia Yu stepped over calmly, folded the fan in his hand, bowed and said, "I have met Lord Wei."

Wei Lingyun nodded in a nasal voice and said to the young master: "Give all your money."

Xia Yu said: "If Lord Wei is short of money, Xia Yu has it here."

He took out a stack of silver notes from his sleeve.

Wei Lingyun sneered: "Is this absent? Will the Duke of Wei lose my pocket money?"

Xia Yu lowered his head and said in a silence: "I dare not."

Wei Lingyun said to the young master again: "Take out all your money."

The young master was disappointed, but he honestly took out a silk bag with amethyst inside, which was dozens of amethysts worth tens of thousands of gold.

Wei Lingyun counted many of them out.

The young master smiled and said, "It doesn't take so many, just give me ten."

Wei Lingyun said: "How can there be such a good thing? I will leave the bag for you."

She closed her sleeves and seemed to have a suction force, put all the amethyst in, and threw the bag to the young master.

After the young master caught it, he couldn't help but feel bitter and the bag was empty.

Wei Lingyun said: "If anyone lends money to you, I will let him taste the taste of the Northern Fushishi Zhaozhu."

She didn't say this to Xia Yu, but when the young master looked at Xia Yu, Xia Yu immediately looked at his nose and his heart, looking at his eyes, looking at his mind.

Wei Lingyun left suddenly.

The young master turned his head and spread his hands to Xia Yu, saying, "I don't think this woman is suitable for being your sister-in-law. What do you think?"

Xia Yu coughed lightly and said, "Since Brother Wei has no money, why don't I treat you to a drink."

The young master said with disgust: "I just called me Brother Qingyun, but now I call me Brother Wei. It's really realistic."

"Forehead……"

The young master smiled and patted Xia Yu on the shoulder and said, "Let's go and have a drink."

When Xia Yu saw him change his face, he thought to himself: The two siblings of the Duke of Wei are not easy to meet.

In fact, Xia Yu was also worried about asking the young master to drink. He was not afraid of Wei Lingyun, but just heard that the young master might get married to Zhao Wuyan. Zhao Wuyan! When he heard this name, Xia Yu nodded and felt numb.

Duke Zhao's lineage is a small person, and by his generation, there is only Zhao Wuyan, the only one left. Logically speaking, Zhao Wuyan must have been favored to heaven.

The actual situation should be like this. Since Zhao Wuyan was born, Duke Zhao wanted to pick all the stars in the sky for her. However, Miss Zhao, born in the Jinyu Mantang family, not only did not have a arrogant temper, but developed a temperament of not being surprised by favors and disgraces. The name "Wuyan" was chosen by herself, which means that she was a tasteless person. But it was this lady who, since she started to come into contact with the property of Duke Zhao's Mansion at the age of twelve, had sorted out all the affairs of the Zhao family in an orderly manner. Not only did she clearly distinguish rewards and punishments, but she also did things neatly, making the family business that was originally somewhat declining in Zhao's Mansion prosper.

It can be said that there is no one in the whole house who disobeys this Miss Zhao.

Now she doesn't need Duke Zhao to help her pick the stars in the sky. As long as she gives instructions, countless people will pick the stars for her.

Many people say that if Miss Zhao is a man, she will definitely go to Taichung to be the prime minister.

Even Xia Yu's father Xia Hai praised Zhao Wuyan.

Such a powerful woman, if she knew that her future husband was taken to drink flower wine by Xia Yu, Xia Yu would have a headache when she thought about it, but he wanted to win over the young master, so he spoke up.

In short, Xia Yu's mood was a bit contradictory.

It was said that everything was not going well. Since he was plotted against Li Xian'er some time ago, he always felt that someone was targeting him, but he couldn't find out who it was. The nails he inserted into the Beizhen Fushi were cut off by Zhao Zixing. He did this with the old man on his back, and Zhao Zixing took all his people, which was very targeted. He had to suspect that Zhao Zixing did it deliberately, but he had to suffer this loss in silence.

Otherwise, if he accepted the account, wouldn’t it be a testimony that he dared to put his hand into the North and South Pacifiers, the forbidden body of His Majesty, even if His Majesty favors the old man, he would have to give him some color. If the old man’s plan to enter Taichung is broken, it would be even worse.

When the young master saw Xia Yu hesitating, he said, "It's boring, I'm leaving."

Xia Yu hurriedly said, "Don't leave."

The young master smiled and said, "Then let's sit on it."

He pointed to the next door of Wei Lingyun and the others' rooms.

Xia Yu hesitated and said, "This is not good."

The young master said, "What's wrong with it? Don't you want to see what she's doing here?"

After Brother Young Master said this, Xia Yu became interested.

Seeing Xia Yu hesitating, the young master snatched a folding fan from Xia Yu and swaggered into Wei Lingyun next door.

Xia Yu had no choice but to follow him in.

As soon as I entered, I heard a clear male voice next door saying: "The wind hangs and the dust scent is gone, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are different and people are not enough to stop everything, and tears flow first if you want to speak.

I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I also wanted to travel to a light boat, but I was afraid that the small boat in Shuangxi would not carry many sorrows. Come and sing?"

After a while, I heard a woman singing according to the lyrics recited by the man.

This is a song "Wuling Chun".

She sang very well.

But the man said, "No, this song is about late spring, but you sing it like a flower blooming, without any desolation. Listen to me."

“…things are different from people…”

When Xia Yu heard this sentence, he felt sad and many pasts appeared in his mind.

Things are still there, but people are not like the past.

He thought of his childhood, he was happier than he is now.

At that time, the Xia family was not as powerful as it is now.

After the man finished singing, a woman said in a deep voice: "The poems of the predecessors say, 'No matter the smoke, waves, wind and rain, you will pass through the south of the Yangtze River'. The young master's sentence "cannot carry a lot of sorrow" has a great effect. However, the sentence "The wind hangs on the dust and the fragrance of the flowers have ended" has reached the point. Even if every sentence afterward is concise and implicit, it is natural, but the meaning of "The wind hangs on the dust and the fragrance of the flowers have ended". I think that the young master's song cannot be sung well."

As soon as she said this, a woman whispered.

The man said, "You said it right, what's your name?"

"I'm Su Rushi."

"Did I smell it?"

"No, it's Mr. Su Zisi's words, "I see the green mountains so charming, but I think the green mountains should see me," said "Rushi"."

Wei Lingyun said: "Don't you know that Su Zisi is already a abandoned disciple of Qingwei? Do you like him?"

Su Rushi said: "I am willing to be a lackey under Mr. Su Zisi, but I am afraid that he will not look down on me. As for whether he is a abandoned disciple of Qingwei or a Taoist temple, it is always that Su Zisi."

Su Ji clapped his hands and smiled, saying, "It's you."

"Hmm?" Su Rushi looked at Su Ji in confusion.
Chapter completed!