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Chapter 1779

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"Peach ~ Li ~ Fangfei ~ Li ~ Hua ~ Smile ~ How can it compare to me ~ Spring ~ Noise ~ Joy ~ Joy ~ Today ~ Morning ~ Joy ~ Tonight ~ Night ~"

On the stage, the Southern Song "Great Master" was singing a song that Li Yi had copied. Li Yi had copied Journey to the West and compared it to the Tang dynasty's Chronicles of the Western Regions.

Li Yi didn't have the time to write the song himself. Moreover, it was very tiring to compose the song. Coupled with the arrangement, it was even more vexing. Thus, he simply copied it.

Many people knew the story of Journey to the West. Just like the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the storyteller directly processed the story and began to tell it to others.

The Southern Song "Great Master" inadvertently looked and made a small movement. To others, it seemed casual, but in reality, it was practiced.

His eyes were fixed on her. It was too beautiful. He felt that he didn't have to go to the Western Paradise to seek the scriptures. He had to stay.

He opened his mouth slightly, swallowed his saliva, and stretched his neck forward.

"Husband, are you thirsty?" Princess Jincheng handed him a beer with a smile.

"Ah! Thirsty! Drink! "His soul returned to his body.

He drank a mouthful of beer. It was cool, and he suddenly sobered up. "Uh! That … this … she … can she sing other songs? Her voice is good. "

The 'Great Master' of Southern Qu had this kind of ability.

When you actually met her and talked to her, you didn't dare to blaspheme.

"There's more later." Princess Yongmu smiled and said softly. As she spoke, she looked at Li Yi. Li Yi was there with his head lowered and eating.

Thus, her smile became even sweeter. So what if it was the Southern Song "Great Master"? The great Zan Pu was far inferior to her Li Lang!

A Southern Song "Great Master" was able to capture you. Do you know how many people my Li Lang has faced, but he hasn't been moved?

"Or her? Joy is today. Joy is tonight. "The Southern Song" Great Master "was now full of thoughts of giving up the scriptures and staying.

"No!" Xiaolan spoke up from behind. She looked down on the Southern Song "Great Master". Didn't he have this much willpower?

Then, she realized she was being rude and quickly remedied, "There's another wonderful performance."

"Ah!" Chi Dai Zhu Dan's eyes were filled with melancholy as he watched this' big shot 'retreat.

This kind of melancholy was like holding an oil-paper umbrella … a long and lonely alley in the rain … sorrowful, sorrowful and hesitant …

Princess Yongmu was not happy. She got up and left to find Li Yi.

"Li Lang, just now, the Ruler Pearl Pill …" Princess Yongmu said to Li Yi as if she was complaining. In fact, she was saying this to Li Longji and the others.

"Don't worry, he's still in abstinence. Qing Dai, give him a prescription later." Li Yi smiled and instructed his eldest disciple.

"Understood!" The little girl smiled slyly.

She gave the prescription to Pearl Pill of Chi to drink. Pearl Pill of Chi promised not to think about that kind of thing again.

"Li Lang, why didn't the other men look like him when they saw it?" Xiao Lan asked as she tidied up the sticks on the table.

"Status and contact. Some people have high status and can easily see the 'big shot' of Nanqu. After contact, there is respect.

Ordinary people do look good, but they know that they have no chance in this life, so they can only admire and be reluctant to part with it.

Pearl Pill of Chi Dai is a compliment. He feels that with his status, he can have it. "

Li Yi analyzed from a social perspective and human nature. Of course, people with high status would not be too lecherous during the performance of the 'big shot' of Nanqu. They were afraid of being looked down upon and could stay the night afterwards.

"Doctor Li, what about you?" Princess Golden Immortal asked Li Yi across a few people.

"Me? I am a position, a position for myself, a position for the 'big shot' of Nanqu.

I have a lot of contact with them and am willing to communicate with them. They are talented and thoughtful.

I respect them, but I don't mix it with anything else. I … have a heavy burden on my shoulders. "

Li Yi answered calmly. What he didn't say was that he had already become indifferent to this kind of situation.

"Doctor Li, those songs are so nice. Aren't you touched?"

Princess True Jade followed up. She was asking about the songs of the Woman Flower. She believed that Li Yi would understand.

"I copied the songs, so what's there to be touched about? I didn't know the meaning of the song when I first heard it, but after listening to it again, I'm already a person in the song. "

As Li Yi spoke, he pulled Princess Yongmu's hand and had her sit beside him.

"Xiaolan, fill the wine cups for the aunts." Princess Yongmu instructed Xiaolan. She emphasized the word 'aunts.' Don't think about my Li Lang.

Xiaolan immediately poured wine.

If it were anyone else, Princess Golden Immortal and Princess True Jade might have smashed the wine cup or directly slapped the person pouring the wine in the face.

When Xiaolan poured wine, the two of them could only agree and didn't dare to lose their temper.

"Li Dongzhu, Li Dongzhu, I'm Lu Huan. I have something to say." Everyone was embarrassed when someone shouted from dozens of steps away.

Lu Huaishen turned his head to look. Yes, it was his son, but he didn't say anything.

"Quick, let Brother Meilun come over." Li Yi was older than Lu Huan, so he got up and walked over.

The person blocking the way let him pass. Li Yi pulled Lu Huan's sleeve. "Meilun, where did you go to eat? Sit here. "

"I'm at the end of the bridge. I'm eating with the other people. If I have something to ask, I have to go back and tell the people. Do you have any hoof tendons? They asked for them when you came. "

Lu Huan didn't dare to look at his father and pretended not to see him.

"Yes, but there are few hoof tendons. I didn't give them to the people. Take them with you when you go back." Li Yi pulled Lu Huan to a seat.

"Just now, they said …" Lu Huan didn't hide anything and simply repeated what they said.

"In fact, the people know the current situation of the Tang dynasty. Some things haven't changed, but they are more willing to hear encouraging words.

Meilun, go back and tell them that the strength of the Tang dynasty lies in the unity of the people. The strength of the Tang dynasty lies in the power of the generals and soldiers. There is no chance of survival. "

Li Yi handed Lu Huan a handful of fried skewers and poured some beer for him.

"Ah? Ah! Okay, I'll remember it. "

Lu Huan was shocked by Li Yi's words. He felt his blood boiling and his heart surging.

"Song De, ask people to write more in the newspaper. The people know that many people don't have good lives, but we're always working hard. It's better to encourage them than to pour cold water on them."

Li Yi instructed Song De to publicize the country.

Just like when he was young, who didn't know the situation? But everyone was still willing to listen to the good news.

If the country didn't improve, it would be a gloss over; if the country was always moving forward, it would be a struggle with hope.

"Yes!" Song De replied. At the same time, he understood that the current affairs policy for next year's imperial examination should be included in it.

"Li Dongzhu, the fried skewers are delicious. Fry some glutinous rice cakes!" Lu Huan stroked a skewer and suggested.

"I don't know the specific health conditions of the people. If they eat glutinous rice cakes and get gastric problems, a happy thing will become a troublesome thing."

Li Yi refused. It was late at night. Eating glutinous rice cakes? How could they sleep?

The people in Chang 'an didn't eat much glutinous rice in the past. They were not used to it.

"Give me a bag of fennel beans. I'll give it to them to take home. I'm a Deputy Censor after all." Lu Huan made another request.

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Yi agreed. "I'll pack it for you. No, ask someone to take it. They'll follow you."

Lu Huaishen wanted to come over and slap his son. The Deputy Censor was the lowest position in this place. How dare you say that?

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