Chapter 385: Test

Small hidden invisible, large hidden in Chaozhou.

Hiding is not just about clamping your tail, hiding in the dark, obediently. It is a path that is the most undesirable.

Yin is an art. In Liu Yiu’s heart, the highest level of this art is that you are standing in front of the other person, but the other person has no idea who you are. Not only your appearance, body shape, but also your temper, personality, strengths, shortcomings, etc.

Therefore, sometimes Yin also needs to be more arrogant, just like Liu Yi was drinking and singing wildly at Di Zhixun’s birthday party, proud of his talent, establishing his current identity, and stabilizing his position in the hearts of Di Zhixun’s Dilu family, and the literary scholars who were sitting there. By the way, he could intimidate the servants of Di’s mansion who were usually disrespectful to him, so that he could live a better life in Di’s mansion in the future. Di Liang’s attitude towards him just now explained this very well.

After counting it in one fell swoop, Liu Yiu felt that he was simply a genius.

"Miss Nangong, Mr. Ji, Mr. Liu is resting in the room now, and it's a bit inconvenient...you..."

Liu Yi was lying on the bed, resting his head on his arms, crossing his legs, humming a little song. When he was feeling happy in his heart, he vaguely heard the voice of the maids outside, as if Nangong Wan'er and Li Ji and the other two were here, and were now dealing with the two maids guarding outside the door.

Liu Yi chuckled, and it turned out to be a rogue who had run through the world. He was afraid that his trick of pretending to be drunk just now could not hide it from these two good players in the world. Now he took the time and came over to test it.

"It's okay, we just fear that Mr. Liu would have something to do, so we brought some sober soup. You don't have to worry about it, just let's go in and take a look." Nangong Wan'er said, then took a bowl of steaming soup, took Li Jihe and pushed the door into the wing where Liu Yi was. After entering, he closed the door.

Liu Yi was lying on the inner couch in the wing room. When Nangong Wan'er and Li Jihe came in, his expression and movements did not change much. He was still picking his calves and humming the familiar Huangmei tunes, leisurely and contented, without the embarrassment of being discovered after pretending to be drunk.

"How about it, how about it? Brother Ji, you should believe it now. This kid is pretending to be drunk from beginning to end. How can he hide it from others? Humph!" Nangong Wan'er pointed at Liu Yifan, and said proudly to Li Jihe, while also humming Liu Yifan with a rude look.

"Since you're here, just sit there," Liu Yi turned his head and looked at them, chuckled, sat cross-legged, and said softly: "If Liu guessed well, are you here to say goodbye to Liu?"

"Haha, Mr. Liu is keen. I have this meaning when I come here," Li Jihe put the crutch on one side, sat down with Nangong Wan'er, and bowed to Liu Yim, and said lightly: "I have been disturbing in Di's Mansion for so long, and most of Ji's injuries have been healed. Now the end of the year is approaching, so it's time to leave. When I was in the front hall just now, Ji and Wan'er had already talked to Mr. Di, Mrs. Di, and left in the afternoon. Now I'm here to say goodbye to Mr. Liu."

"Although you are not very good and your mouth is very smelly, your performance in the hall just now was a bit heroic, and you are still a man. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here!" Nangong Wan'er put the sobering soup in her hand on the table and gave Liu a light glance.

"Thank you for Miss Nangong's golden words," Liu Yixi smiled and whispered to Nangong Wan'er, saying: "Actually, Miss Nangong is leaving, and Liu is also very reluctant to leave. After all, in this Di Mansion, the only person who is willing to spend the usual silver to buy Liu's poems is besides Miss Di."

"You! I'll take back what I said just now, Humph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Thinking of the two pieces of silver coins that were cheated by Liu Yi, Nangong Wan'er felt a little nervous again. After glaring at Liu Yi, she turned her head and became idle on the side.

"Haha, Mr. Liu's words just now are a bit too arrogant," Li Jihe chuckled and said softly to Liu Yiu: "After today's birthday party, Mr. Liu's poems, not to mention the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the

Although Li Jihe didn't know much literacy, his knowledge was quite good. Just looking at Di Zhixun and the old scholars of the scholars and the fanatical praise of Liu Yifan's poems just now, we can see that Liu Yifan's poetry is extraordinary. His reputation for writing poetry is not something else. At least in Fengjie, it will definitely be spread. I can't say that tomorrow, among the flowers, alleys, halls, teachings and workshops, there will be a sing of the poems written by Liu Yifan today.

"Brother Ji He has been awarded too much," Liu Yiu-kun could understand Li Jihe's words, and said to Li Jihe with a rare serious expression: "But a gentleman loves money and takes it well. After all, Liu is a scholar. How could he let his poems flow into the fireworks for a little money?"

"Okay! You still have some ambition!" Nangong Wan'er praised lightly, and couldn't help but look at Liu Yifan again. She didn't expect that Liu Yifan, who was the most greedy and stingy, still had some backbone.

"With the praise from Miss Wan'er, Liu was flattered," Liu Yi said to Nangong Wan'er with a shy face and thick-skinned face: "What if Miss Wan'er comes to visit Liu again? For the sake of an old customer, buy one free, and Liu gives Miss Wan'er a 20% discount, and a 800-liter poem, how about it?"

"I didn't say what happened just now," Nangong Wan'er once again was speechless when she saw Liu Yifan's appearance as a complete vendor.

"So, does Mr. Liu want to be admitted to the imperial examination?" Li Jihe heard the meaning of Liu Yi's words and asked. At the same time, he felt a little disappointed. That person would never think about becoming an official in the court.

"That's natural. Ten years of hard work are just for one day of fame. If you don't enter the officialdom and don't become an official, how can you be worthy of Liu's hard study for more than ten years? How can you be worthy of Liu's full of merit?" Liu Yi looked at Li Jihe, answered, and then sighed and said, "It's just that time is too late. If the family had not suffered from floods this year and their parents had suffered disasters one after another, Liu would have mourned them for three years, otherwise I, Liu Yifan, would be among the imperial examinations and Jinshi next year."

"With Mr. Liu's talent and knowledge, this is not a difficult task." Li Jihe nodded and agreed, but his expression obviously did not have the enthusiasm he had before. Now, he was completely sure in his heart that Liu Yifan should not be the person he was thinking about.

"Hehe, thank you!" Liu Yi smiled and looked at Li Jihe and said, "Is Brother Ji going back to the sect with Miss Nangong?"

"Ji's life was saved by Brother Qin, Brother Li and Miss Wan'er. If it weren't for them, Ji would have been out of his life for a long time. Before leaving, Ji should have gone to thank him. He would probably stay in their sect for a few more days." Li Jihe turned his head and looked at Nangong Wan'er next to him, and chuckled. The three big scars on his face made his smile look ugly.

"That's right," Liu Yiuan noticed that Nangong Wan'er's face was flushed, and she lowered her head, and felt a little happy. She couldn't help but chuckled and said to Li Jihe: "Then Liu wishes Brother Ji a smooth journey and everything goes well!"

"Mr. Chengliu's good words!" Li Jihe raised his hand to return the salute, picked up the single crutch next to him, stood up, and said softly to Liu Yiu: "It's getting late, and Ji has to pack up some things, so he will no longer disturb Mr. Liu, say goodbye."

Seeing Li Jihe get up, Nangong Wan'er was busy standing up, and went up to support Li Jihe, nodded at Liu Yi, and then walked out the door with Li Jihe. But halfway through, Nangong Wan'er suddenly turned around and asked Liu Yi a question that she couldn't understand: "I don't know yet. Why did you pretend to be drunk just now in the living room?"

"Haha, I've eaten and drunk enough, why should I stay there?" Liu Yi looked at Nangong Wan'er with a funny look and said softly: "Don't Miss Nangong think it's a very painful thing to eat with a group of serious literati?"

"Oh, so that's it!" Liu Yi's answer made Nangong Wan'er feel like she was meeting a confidant.

"He is afraid of trouble, so he came to hide in peace," Li Jihe looked at Nangong Wan'er with a smile. She found that this woman was a little stupid and cute. She really didn't know how she had been in the world before: "Although I don't understand poetry, just looking at Mr. Di and others' excited faces after Mr. Liu wrote five poems in a row, I guess that if Mr. Liu didn't pretend to be drunk and avoided, he would be very annoyed at the banquet below."

"Liu Yifan is just a bastard!"

When she walked to the door, Nangong Wan'er realized that she seemed to have been fooled by someone again, so she turned her head and glared at Liu Yiqiu again.
Chapter completed!