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Chapter 483 The Best Man in the World (Part 1)

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    Yun, everyone has watched the song "The Burial of Flowers" again, and the tears on our faces have already flowed down!

    "Sir's poem expresses the thoughts of my daughter's family. It really makes the little girl grateful. Please give me your respect, sir!"

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    "You don't have to be like this, girl. This is just a game played by me. It's his good fortune to make the girl burst into tears!"

    Zhu Youxiao¡¯s face was indifferent, but the anger in his heart was hard to express!

    "Cao Dabao is really great. His half of "Dream of Red Mansions" has made countless tears in the world. Today, I will perform this song "The Burial of Flowers". Who can rival it?"

    "Everyone obviously didn't know Zhu Youxiao's inner thoughts. They just thought that Zhu Youxiao said this out of humility, so they wiped the tears on their cheeks and their eyes fell on the song "The Song of Burial Flowers"!

    Qian Qianyi knew that he had lost this time, but he was free and easy. He cupped his fists and said: "Young Master is a great talent. Qian is ashamed of himself. This time, Young Master won. According to the bet, the previous matter has been revealed. Young Master  Please!"

    Although Qian Qianyi gave up, he had no intention of making friends with a talented person like Zhu Youxiao who looked down upon scholars and only wanted to understand the current situation as soon as possible!

    Zhu Youxiao didn't want to get entangled with these people, so he clasped his fists and said, "In that case, I will leave now!"

    "Young master, stay!" The Yun family suddenly called Zhu Youxiao, and said Qi Qiran: "Young master, this poem has no title yet, and the master has not left a name. This is really not good. Please take the pity of the master and leave a title and name."  No. So I can give this poem a home!"

    Zhu Youxiao thought for a while, picked up his pen and wrote the words "Yan of Burial Flowers" in front of the poem, and then wrote "Master Xianya" at the end of the signature!

    After finishing writing, Zhu Youxiao put down his pen, hugged his fists at Qian Qianyi and Yun Jia, and left with Qiao Wangjin in a hurry!

    Looking at Zhu Youxiao's back, Qian Qianyi felt a sense of inferiority. He sighed and was about to talk to Mr. Yun, but found that Mr. Yun was still looking at the poem and ignored him at all.  mean!

    For a moment, Qian Qianyi didn¡¯t know what to say and could only watch quietly. In fact, the Donglin boss was also full of jealousy at this time!

    The duck we finally got looks like it¡¯s about to fly!

    Indeed!

    After a while, Mr. Yun carefully put away the song "Yan of Burial Flowers" and held it in his arms. He slightly saluted Qian Qianyi and said, "Mr. Mu Zhai, please forgive me. I'll take my leave first!"

    Even though Qian Qianyi was unwilling in his heart, he still wanted to maintain his modest and gentlemanly demeanor. He could only hold his fist and say: "Miss Nishang, please!"

    It turns out that this Yun family¡¯s name is Yun Nichang, and she is a very famous courtesan in Yangzhou. Although she is not a chaste woman who does not sell her body, but not everyone can win a beauty!

    Qian Qianyi originally wanted to rely on his literary talent to be the guest of honor today, but because of his meddling, not only did his literary reputation suffer, but he also lost the beauty he got!

    Although Qian Qianyi was angry about this, he had nothing to do. He could only watch Yun Nishang holding the scroll of poems and walking away in a desolate manner!

    Because Qian Qianyi, a literary giant, was defeated in this competition by the Slender West Lake, it shocked the entire Yangzhou literary world like a whirlwind. For a while, the song "The Burial of Flowers" became popular throughout Yangzhou!

    It¡¯s just that this poem was only read once through Yun Nishang¡¯s mouth. Although the readers present remembered a few lines, no one remembered the whole poem!

    In addition, since Yun Nishang won this poem, she has closed her doors and declined guests, making it impossible for anyone who wants to get a glimpse of the whole poem, and it also makes this poem even more crazy!

    A few days later, Yun Nishang finally got over the shock of this poem and sent invitations to several close friends to hold a poetry appreciation party at her home!

    When the invitation was sent out, it immediately caused a sensation. All the famous prostitutes who received the invitation couldn't help but rush to Yun Nishang's residence!

    Because Yun Nichang only invited seven close friends this time, and she had exactly eight people, so some good people called this gathering the "Eight Colorful Poetry Party"!

    The eight women's two women gathered together, just like the eight siblings are gorgeous, they have their own advantages, and it is difficult to count, but the eight women are all crying by a poem moved!

    "Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the world! It really brings all our misery to the end. Throughout the ages, princes, generals and ministers are just pieces of loess. How many people in my daughter's family can get a fragrant hill?"  Ji Rou'er, who is famous for playing the piano, wiped away her tears, her eyes full of loneliness. She really couldn't bear to think about the desolate scene when she was old and golden more than ten years later!"All Taoists are the most unfaithful scholars. This elegant master can win the hearts of women all over the world with his song "The Burial of Flowers". It's a pity that this person has no interest in the literary world. Otherwise, who else can compete with him in the world today?"  Su Qiluo, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Yangzhou, also wiped away her tears and exclaimed!

    "Alas! This Xianya master has never left his real name. I guess we have no chance to meet each other. I really envy Sister Shang for being lucky enough to meet such a person. If I am so lucky, even if I die immediately, I will be willing to do so.  !" Luo Sisi, who was as delicate as water, sat leaning on the railing, looking into the distance with blurred eyes, but her mind was drifting to no one knew where!

    "It's not difficult to find this person!" Zi Xin, who is known as a female scholar, whispered while looking at the "Song of Burial Flowers"!

    ¡°Sister Zixin, can you find a way to find that young master?¡±

    "Tell me, how to find him? As long as I can see that young master, my sister, I will die without regrets!"

    "That's it! That's it! Don't be so pretentious, tell me quickly how to find that young master?"

    Ms. Zi Xin¡¯s words were like water dripping from hot oil. All the women who had been grieving just now suddenly became energetic!

    "What's so difficult about this?" Miss Zi Xin said with a confident smile: "The young master signed the name as the owner of Xianya. I think the word Xianya should be the name of the residence. We just need to ask around where there is a place named Xianya. I want to find it.  It¡¯s not difficult for this young master!¡±

    "Yes! This is a great idea. I'll ask someone to find out when I get back!"

    "Yeah! Me too. Not only do we need to inquire in Yangzhou, but we also need to write to our good friends elsewhere and ask them to help us inquire too!"

    "This is a great idea. By the way, I want to spread this song "Yan of Burying Flowers", so that the suffering sisters in the world know that there are still people in the world who understand our suffering!"

    "That's right. This poem was written for the daughters of the world. It must be known by the daughters of the world!"

    The girls were noisy again, but they forgot about finding someone to mess with!

    "Sisters, please be quiet, I seem to know who this Xianya master is!" Suddenly a voice suddenly sounded, and the girls looked around, but it was Miss Miaoqing dressed as a Taoist nun!

    "Sister Miaoqing, tell me quickly, who is the master of Xianya?" Yun Nishang's eyes lit up, she took Miaoqing's hand and asked eagerly!

    "Do you still remember Qingyunju?" Miao Qing answered the question with a wry smile!

    "Of course I know that Grandma Yun from Qingyunju is very capable. Many young girls now come from Qingyunju. Why does my sister bring it up?" Yu Bingning, who has a cold temperament, obviously doesn't like Qingyunju.  How to treat you!

    "Now that Qingyun Residence is gone, it was bought and turned into Xianya Garden!" Miao Qing's words shocked everyone present.

    After all, buying Qingyunju is not an easy task. Not to mention how much money Qingyunju itself is worth, even the connections controlled by Aunt Yun in Qingyunju are not so easy to shake!

    It can be said that if you want to buy Qingyunju, you must not only have enough money, but also have the power to overwhelm all the connections in Qingyunju. Such people are rare in Yangzhou!

    "My good sister, stop being so secretive and tell me who the person who bought Qingyun Residence is. Let's see if we can find some way to visit him!" Yun Nichang was so anxious about this that she just held Miao Qing's hand and begged.  !  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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