Chapter 3293

Lin Haoming followed Qiulian and walked towards the backyard. When Qiulian came to the backyard door, he suddenly stood there, and the whole person was still.

"What's wrong with Qiu Lian?" Lin Haoming asked intentionally.

"The third childe of the Ye family is here!" Qiu Lian almost said this sentence from her throat.

"Miss Qiulian, Mr. Zhang, please come in!" Flower elder sister came out at this time, specially reminded way.

Two people some helplessly walked into the hall. Lin Haoming saw at a glance that his father-in-law's third younger brother, ye Zhiren, was stroking the strings.

Ye Zhiren is not very old. He is more than ten years younger than ye Zhizheng. Now he is in his early thirties. His appearance looks like a twenty-eight-eight-year-old man, but he also looks like a handsome young man.

At this time, Lin Haoming, who had only seen the third child of the Ye family several times when he was a child, looked at Lin Haoming and Qiu Lian, and then sat down to play. The tune was the one that Qiulian had written before.

When the song is over, Qiu Lian cries out in fear: "Third Master..."

Ye Zhiren directly waved his hand to let Qiulian shut up. Then he looked at Lin Haoming and said with a smile, "your name is Zhang ziyao. I've checked you these days. I just heard that you are arrogant and aloof, but I haven't heard of your talent in poetry!"

"Mr. Ye San, I'm not the kind of person who likes to show off!" Lin Haoming looked calm.

"I don't like to show my talent. Why is it still in public?" Ye Zhiren asked lightly.

Lin Haoming pretends to be afraid. Some sweat seeps from his forehead. Qiu Lian is even more frightened. Some dare not look at Ye Zhiren, and his body trembles slightly.

Finally, Qiu Lian knelt down in front of Ye Zhiren with a trembling voice: "Third Master, I just appreciate his talent, and I have never done it..."

"I know that if you do, you can't speak now, but I can see that your heart is completely in his place." Ye Zhiren points to Lin Haoming lightly.

Hearing these, Qiu Lian is paralyzed on the ground, looking at Lin Haoming, his eyes are full of desolation.

"Since Mr. Ye San came here on his own initiative, he also investigated Zhang. I don't think it's a direct killing?" Lin Haoming pretended to have courage.

Looking at Lin Haoming's appearance, ye Zhiren said with a smile: "I'm still an elegant person. To a certain extent, I appreciate you very much. Qiulian has been with me for more than a year. In fact, I've come a few times, and I don't have much feelings for her. But if she's with you, I'll lose face. But if you want to be my person, Qiulian will It's yours, or... "

Ye Zhiren didn't go on, but Qiu Lian's eyes flashed a glimmer of grace, but soon the trace disappeared. He was just a fallen flower and a fallen willow. How could Zhang ziyao, such a talented man, sacrifice himself for himself? You know, he didn't even want to be an official.

"Can't Mr. Ye San help us?" Lin Haoming asked.

"Mr. Zhang, I've already given you the way. It's not good to give up your favorite woman to attract you, a maniac. No matter you and I can earn a good reputation, isn't it?" Ye Zhiren asked with a smile.

"Zhang doesn't like restraint!" Lin Haoming clenched his teeth.

"Did I say restrain you?" Ye Zhiren asked.

"What would I do if I became a third childe?" Lin Haoming asked.

"There's no need to do anything. At most, when you need to, you can ask Mr. Zhang to write a few poems. At other times, Mr. Zhang is at will. By the way, I have a courtyard in the capital. Later, Mr. Zhang and Qiu Lian can live there, and some of the eight talented women will replace Qiu Lian." Ye Zhiren said.

"Is that really all it needs?" Lin Haoming pretended to be unconvinced.

"Of course, when drinking and having fun at most, please ask Mr. Zhang to talk about poems and songs." Ye Zhiren said with a smile.

"If this is the case, Zhang is willing to join the third master." Lin Haoming promised to come down.

"Ha ha, good, good!" Ye Zhiren saw Lin Haoming's promise, and his face was also full of joy.

When Qiu Lian saw this, she couldn't help weeping. Looking at Lin Haoming, her eyes were tender.

At this time, Lin Haoming takes the initiative to support him, and Qiulian.

Qiu Lian can't help but burst into Lin Haoming's arms and burst into tears.

When ye Zhiren saw this, a funny smile appeared on his lips and said, "well, you are like a villain. Qiu Lian, from now on, you are Mr. Zhang's man. There is little relationship between you and me. Your redemption is the last thing I do for you. Tomorrow, you and Mr. Zhang's house will be fine. As for tonight, You have a good time

"Qiu Lian, thank you for your kindness When Qiu Lian hears these, she breaks away from Lin Haoming's arms and gives a deep gift to Ye Zhiren.

"Well, it's also your luck. It's a pity that you were born in a brothel after all. Mr. Zhang is so talented that he is not very good at being a real wife. But I believe Mr. Zhang will not treat you badly." Ye Zhiren seems to have intended to do so.When Qiu Lian heard this, she felt a burst of gloom, and her original joy suddenly faded.

Lin Haoming doesn't care, but also thanks Ye Zhiren for his generosity.

Ye Zhiren, however, was laughing and went out directly.

Lin Haoming looks at Ye Zhiren disappearing outside the door. He pretends to relax and sighs.

Qiu Lian happily leans on Lin Haoming's arms, hugs Lin Haoming tightly and says: "childe, we can finally be together. Later you call me lian'er, my real name is Tao Lian!"

"Lianer, you also call me ziyao!" Lin Haoming deliberately said.

"Well, ziyao!" In the heart of happiness, Lin haotao said.

At this time, a thin middle-aged man came to Ye Zhiren's side. Looking at him, he felt a little displeased and said, "a good beauty has been sent out like this. I'm really not willing to give it up!"

"Third Master, Zhang ziyao is talented and talented, and will definitely be used in the future. Moreover, if he does so, those humanities will certainly look at him differently."

"You're talking about it. It's just a brothel woman. I'll just pick two later!" Ye Zhiren seems to have put down, no longer persistent.

"The third master really can take it up and put it down!" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Well, Mr. Hu, don't flatter me. I said everything you asked me to say, but you deliberately asked me to remind Qiu Lian what identity means. Do you want me to make a matchmaker for Zhang ziyao?" Ye Zhiren asked, with a trace of unhappiness in his words.

"It really means that Ye Qing's husband died in the southwest frontier less than a year after his marriage. The second master had to let her go back to Beijing to erase her wounds. Why not arrange with them?" Asked the emaciated middle-aged man.

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