MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 76 Listen to the song!

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  Chapter 76 Listen to the music!

  As soon as this poem came out, there was silence in the Yanyu building.

   It seems to have fallen into a stagnation.

   Then, the next moment, the whole room burst into laughter.

  The big man stuck his neck and didn't care, instead he said loudly:

   "Miss Xiaoyue, may this poem be eye-catching?"

   "Don't be ashamed of the vulgar words here."

  The scholar snorted just now.

   "Boy, what did you say?"

   "Of course it's your verse, the words are not neat, how can you talk about poetry?"

   "Then you come." The strong man stared closely at the scholar.

  The scholar took a deep breath, held a folding fan, paced and shook his head and said loudly:

  A hundred flowers on land compete for fragrance,

  Clear water and secluded pools are silently fragrant.

  Do not compete with peaches and plums for the spring breeze,

   In July, the fire brings coolness. "

  Chen Yuan nodded silently. Compared with the one just now, this one is considered a poem, but the arrogance of this scholar is disgusting.

   "This poem is for Miss Xiaoyue."

  The scholar's eyes slowly swept across the group of people, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

   "Brother Yuan, can you compose an impromptu poem to suppress this kid's limelight?" Wang Ping snorted softly and said in a low voice.

   "I haven't read as many books as you, so how can I write poetry?"

  Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping.

   It is possible to copy a few songs, but because a brothel woman is jealous, it is completely meaningless. Although this woman is beautiful, Chen Yuan is not the kind of person who can't walk when he sees a woman.

   There is no benefit worth his shot, why should he stand out?

  The purpose of his visit here is to suspect that this Xiaoyue has something to do with luck. Since there is no connection, Chen Yuan doesn't want to cause more trouble.

"Too."

  Wang Ping muttered.

  The main reason is that Chen Yuan's words were shown to him before, and he subconsciously thought that Brother Yuan had ink in his stomach.

   "Is there anything better than this young master?"

  The bustard raised her voice.

  Xiaoyue's eyes moved slightly, and her charm flowed, sweeping over everyone one by one, and finally landed on Chen Yuan, thinking about something.

   "I would like to compete with you brothers."

  The scholar smiled softly, looking at all kinds of people who were sent down, with some contempt in his eyes.

  He has read poetry and books for several years, and only copied this poem from a friend before. How could he be defeated by this mere county town?

   "Boy, don't be too rampant."

  The big man just now threatened.

   "Why, in broad daylight, do you still want to commit murder?" The scholar in Tsing Yi swept his gaze across the crowd, focusing on Chen Yuan and Wang Ping,

   said loudly: "Two policemen, this person is about to commit murder, can you take him down?"

  Chen Yuan glanced at him:

   "Ben has bad eyesight, so he can't see anyone committing murder."

   "You" the scholar's tone was choked.

   "Haha, brother is interested in me. If something happens in the east of the city, mention my name Ma Dayuan." Just now the big man stood up and laughed heartily.

"it is good."

  Chen Yuan smiled and nodded.

   "Hiss, wait a minute, is this brother's surname Chen?" Ma Dayuan suddenly gasped when he saw that Chen Yuan's official uniform was different from Wang Ping's ornamentation.

   Faintly realized something.

   "Well, Brother Ma recognizes me?"

  Chen Yuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip calmly.

   "But Chen Yuan, Mr. Chen?"

  Ma Dayuan stared closely at the decorations on Chen Yuan's body.

   "Yes, this is the new head arrester of the county government."

  Wang Ping said loudly, while speaking, he cast a glance at the scholar in green shirt just now.

   "Oh, it's Mr. Chen. Really. I really don't know Taishan. What I said just now offended a lot. I hope you will forgive me." Ma Dayuan picked up his wine glass and walked quickly to Chen Yuan.

   His face was a little flattering.

   "There is nothing to offend, the leader of the horse gang is serious."

  Chen Yuan has heard of the name Ma Dayuan. He is quite powerful in the east of the city. There are dozens of people under him, and there has never been any trouble.

   It is said that the relationship is not weak.

   "Chen Butou is as straightforward as the rumors are. Today, my old horse is too blind to see Mount Tai. How about making amends with Miss Xiaoyue?" He said loudly to the old bustard:

   "Miss Xiaoyue's spring festival today, whether it's thirty taels or fifty taels, I'll accept it, let's make a price."

  The old bustard was a little moved, he looked at the scholar in green shirt, and then at Xiaoyue who was not far away, not knowing what to do for a moment.

   "You are vulgar, how can Miss Xiaoyue measure it with money? This is a romantic affair, you"

  The scholar in green shirt said anxiously.

   "Boy, what are you still thinking about having an affair? Believe it or not, you can't get out of the Misty Rain Building?" Ma Dayuan's eyes turned cold, and a dangerous aura lingered around him.

   "You you." The scholar in blue was a little flustered.

   This strong man looks like he really can't get out of the Yanyu Building, and besides him is a county arrester, and no one collects the body when he dies.

   "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

   Ma Dayuan scolded in a cold voice.

  The green-shirted scholar looked at his ferocious appearance, felt frightened in his heart, snorted softly, and quickly covered his face and retreated, drawing boos.

"how?"

   Ma Dayuan continued to turn his gaze to the old bustard.

  Xiaoyue smiled, wearing a red gauze, and slowly approached:

   "I have long heard that the newly appointed Chen Butou is a young hero. How many rich ladies in the city have secretly agreed, since Chen Butou is here today, how can Xiaoyue collect the money?"

   As he spoke, he winked at him secretly.

  Chen Yuan was unmoved, and smiled:

   "Why doesn't Chen know that so many people have secret love for me? Miss Xiaoyue joked, it was just brother Ma's joke just now, I just came to listen to a song, there is no other meaning."

  Xiaoyue looked at Chen Yuan, as if she wanted to see whether it was fake or serious from his eyes, but after staring at each other for a few breaths, Chen Yuan's expression did not change at all.

   Low voice:

   "Does Chen Butou feel that the concubine's appearance as a willow is unattractive?"

   "Although Miss Xiaoyue is a half-mature lady, she still has a charming charm, but because of her practice, Chen can't get close to women, so she doesn't dislike her." Chen Yuan looked indifferently.

  For some reason, when this woman approached, Chen Yuan felt very uncomfortable, so he didn't want to get close to her, lest other troubles would arise.

  From the time when the red silk danced before, Chen Yuan had secretly concluded that this Xiaoyue was not a simple character.

   And he has no interest in dealing with such a person, even though she is a big family.

   As he spoke, Chen Yuan glanced at the position three inches below Xiaoyue's lower abdomen.

  Wang Ping was a little dazed at the side, brother Yuan was indifferent to such a good opportunity?

   Could it be that he really doesn't have any sexual interest in women?

  Xiaoyue covered her mouth and smiled lightly, saying:

   "I see, how about I invite Chen Butou into the boudoir to listen to the song I play?"

  Chen Yuan looked at Xiaoyue's body for a while, wondering what he was thinking about. After a while, he smiled and said:

"OK."

  Wang Ping smiled knowingly, this is the Brother Yuan he knows well.

  (end of this chapter)