Chapter 834

Yu Yuer?

What is the name of an immortal?

However, the name is really appropriate.

Zhang Feng pondered whether the name appeared in history.

Yuchi yu'er is also looking at her future husband carefully.

At first, when she learned about Zhang Feng's talent and learning, she had fantasized about Zhang Feng's appearance, but the feeling of dusk and disillusionment in Zhang Feng's poems made Yuchi Yuer feel that Zhang Feng should be an old man with white hair and eyebrows.

But just now the two brothers of weichi Baolin brought her here. The moment they stood at the door and saw Zhang Feng, weichi Yuer's heart never stopped beating wildly.

Zhang Feng is very handsome and handsome.

Not like those rough men, nor like the greedy eyes of those sour Confucian scholars after seeing her

If her uncle had not been Yuchi Gong, who is famous all over the world, she would have been defiled by those menglang goods. Fortunately, no one dared to challenge the authority of Yuchi family.

Zhang Feng was really addicted to her eyes at first.

Her eyes have never been addicted by a man since she was a director, but Zhang Feng can recover in a short tea time. Obviously, his heart is very pure,

At least in Wei Chi yu'er's opinion, he is very pure and straightforward at this time, which is the style of a big husband.

The good feeling in my heart arises spontaneously again.

Unconsciously, Wei Chi yu'er's mouth slightly aroused a beautiful radian.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up... Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng will drink and don't stop drinking. This poem by childe Zhang really makes people yearn for it. The little woman came here from Jiangnan because of this poem, just to see childe Zhang's true face."

See Wei Chi yu'er and take the initiative to change the topic.

Zhang Feng was a little ashamed and flustered. After all, he plagiarized other people's poems. He just didn't know that Li Bai would look at him like this in the future. However, what the fuck should he do?

"Hehe, just like miss yu'er. By the way, do you smoke... No, drink. Let's drink."

Zhang Feng's mouth was bald again.

Wei Chi yu'er chuckled and looked at Zhang Feng, who was dodging his eyes. He joked, "is there anything shady on yu'er's face? Why doesn't childe Zhang want to look at yu'er?"

Zhang Feng's face turned black.

I want to see it!

But you

Isn't that my life?

Zhang Feng laughed twice, and then reluctantly raised his eyes to look at Wei Chi yu'er and said, "where is miss yu'er talking?"

While talking, Zhang Feng stared at Wei Chi yu'er's eyes and looked quietly for 11 seconds. Then he hurriedly took back his eyes and drank for an excuse. It was a long sigh of relief: "it's abrupt. This glass of wine is an apology."

While talking, Zhang Feng raised his neck, poured the wine down, pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "I just heard that miss yu'er came from Jiangnan?"

"Yes."

Wei Chi yu'er smiled: "if the little woman said that yu'er came for the childe, would you believe it?"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Feng gave a dry smile.

I believe you, ghost!

But he dared to say it in his heart.

"Miss yu'er is joking. How can he de make the girl so?"

"Just rely on the childe's eleven poems!"

Zhang Feng smelled the speech and said, "those are xiaodaoer. I have nothing to do in my spare time. Hehe hehe."

Wei Chi yu'er smiled again, drank wine alone and said, "that childe Zhang knows that all the talented and beautiful people in Jiangnan are running to Chang'an like yu'er. The purpose is naturally known in his heart."

"It's a blessing of the Tang Dynasty for yu'er to see that childe Zhang built this barren mountain so prosperous with the help of one person. However, why doesn't childe Zhang continue with poetry, but wants to open an academy here to teach and educate people?"

Along the way up the mountain, the two brothers of Wei Chi Baolin took Chumo and told Yuer all the way. Even when Zhang Feng went to bed and how big his crotch pants were, they all took them out of Chumo's mouth under her eyes.

Especially after learning about the white paper and the smelter.

Wei Chi yu'er was even more surprised.

At this time, I asked again. Seeing that Zhang Feng was absent-minded and abrupt, I couldn't help but smile and say, "it's a little girl who is abrupt. I won't bother much today. I hope childe Zhang can appreciate it and sing a poem with her when she goes up the mountain another day."

When Zhang Feng heard the speech, it was like an amnesty.

"Miss yu'er is serious!"

"I'm lucky to know a jade like miss yu'er. As long as Miss yu'er comes, I Zhang Feng will be welcome!"

"Will you?"

Wei Chi yu'er smiled and asked Zhang Feng.

Wei Chi yu'er didn't tease Zhang Feng either. He leaned slightly and left. However, at the moment of turning around, a touch of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

After all, it's because of her eyes.

Although Zhang Feng didn't say anything, she always felt that there was an invisible abyss between them.

However, the desolation in Wei Chi yu'er's eyes just appeared for a moment and disappeared. Looking at the sedan chair at the gate of the mountain, a radian flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Happiness is grasped by oneself, not by charity.

After Wei Chi yu'er left for a long time, Zhang Feng still looked at the sedan chair that slowly disappeared, came to the kitchen to see the stunned Lao he and others, and asked, "Lao he, who of you has heard of Yu Yu yu'er?"

But as soon as he thought about it, Zhang Feng thought of another important thing and asked angrily, "who put her up the mountain?"

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