Chapter 785

He Wenhao raised his head and looked at Renzhi when he heard the words, and scolded: "Such nonsense, don't say it again, I am a disabled person, living here is already dependent on others, why should I tarnish Miss Mo's reputation."

Seeing He Wenhao speak so harshly, Renzhi was shocked, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said: "Master, don't be angry, I will never say such words again, I will pay attention."

Seeing that Ren is like this, He Wenhao couldn't bear it, and sighed: "Ren Zhi, I understand your thoughts, but... I won't mention it, let's talk about it when I stand up again.

A man doesn't even have the means to make a living, so why bother to marry a wife and have children and harm other people's girls. "

He Wenhao rolled the wheelchair to the window, opened the lid of the box, took out the long Xiao, looked at the moonlight in the sky, and put the Xiao to his lips...

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Bao'er was helping Chu Yunyao make the bed, when she heard Xiao's sound, she opened the window, and couldn't help exclaiming: "This Xiao's sound is really nice, much better than the suona sound I heard in the countryside.

The tone is also tactful, as if there is a sadness in it.

Although this bamboo tube can't be eaten or drunk, and it can't be exchanged for money at a critical moment, after listening to the tune that's blowing out, it seems that the two thousand taels of money isn't too bad. "

Chu Yunyao was coming out of the ear room, twisting her long hair with a dry handkerchief. Hearing what Bao'er said, she couldn't help laughing: "You girl, you have long been out of food and clothing, and you should pursue high-level enjoyment .

The so-called gold has a price and jade is priceless, and this is the same reason for buying Xiao.

The added value of some things cannot be measured by a fixed price alone. "

Bao'er was lying on the window, her face full of intoxication: "When I paid the money today, my heart was bleeding, and my mind was full of white silver taels. I felt better when I heard the second son He blowing this song.

Second Young Master He is really talented. It would be great if he was a descendant, but it is a pity that he is a concubine. "

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Feng Yichen listened for a moment, followed Xiao's voice and pushed open the door of He Wenhao's bedroom.

Seeing this, He Wenhao put away the long Xiao, and smiled at Feng Yichen: "Thank you, Young Master Feng, for choosing this Xiao for me, the treasure of Shengyue Mansion, even in the past, I couldn't afford such a good one." s things."

Feng Yichen entered the room on his own, dragged a chair and sat down by the table, playing with the folding fan in his hand, "This Xiao is not picked out for you by this young master, it is different now, this Xiao has never been sold , and coincided with the war and plague, this price has already been discounted and then discounted.

Although it is discounted again and again, it is still much more expensive than the ordinary Xiao, which shows how much Miss Mo attaches importance to your words. "

He Wenhao's face changed slightly, he carefully pondered the meaning of Feng Yichen's words.

Feng Yichen was naturally arrogant, even though he had been here for so many days, he never took the initiative to talk to him, let alone come to his room on his own initiative.

He Wenhao thought about it and asked: "Young Master Feng is a man of knowledge, could it be that Miss Mo picked this Xiao alone?"

As far as he knew, Miss Mo didn't know vocal music at all, and was only interested in medical skills. Most of the books in the bedroom were medical books.

Feng Yichen turned the folding fan: "Of course, it doesn't matter whether it knows the goods or not, as long as you tell the shopkeeper that you want the treasure of the store, you will be fine."

Feng Yichen said meaningfully: "Second Master He is a blessed man."

He Wenhao: "..."

Feng Yichen yawned, as if he didn't notice He Wenhao's sharp eyes, stood up lazily, waved at him, and left the bedroom.

Shinobi stared at Feng Yichen's back, lowered his voice and asked, "Master, what is the meaning of Young Master Feng coming here to tell you this for no reason?"