Chapter 1083: 1083 Nan Liufeng hermit 1 Chapter 1083: 1083 Nan Liufeng hermit 1 She stretched out her hand to cover his mouth, “Don’t sing, I don’t want to endure that tornt again.”
“I sing very well…”
“Sing well my ass.
To write such ‘Divine Songs’, it really makes those who hear them wish they could dig up Nan Liufeng’s grave several more tis.
Thankfully, soone has already dug it up; all that’s left is to find his bones and smash them.”
“Wife, I didn’t expect you to praise the mountain songs written by the great hermit Nan Liufeng, even calling them Divine Songs.
Wife, how did you co up with such a creative phrase as Divine Songs…”
“Third brother, stop talking about that good-for-nothing Nan Liufeng.
Just thinking about the mountain songs he wrote makes want to kill soone.”
“Wife…” He wanted to say that actually, he thought the hermit was quite talented in writing mountain songs, but if his wife didn’t like them, then forget it.
A good husband wouldn’t go against his wife’s wishes.
She narrowed her eyes and glared, “What?
By the look on your face, are you feeling sorry for that good-for-nothing Nan Liufeng?”
Xiao Yuchuan hugged her in his arms, “Dear, the Divine Songs you ntioned, just a mountain song, right?
It’s normal for so to like it and others not to.
But Nan Liufeng, a hundred years ago, led the trend of the tis, and even managed to make countless won of all ages fall for him.
He must have been quite exceptional.
As for soone who has passed away long ago, why should you still call him a good-for-nothing?”
“That’s true.” She nodded.
“Arguing with a man whose grave has been dug up, that would be rather unrighteous.
Actually, I don’t really have any ill intentions towards the hermit; I just can’t stand him.”
“Why?
Can a man from a hundred years ago still offend you?”
“Say the words Nan Liufeng backward.” She said solemnly.
“Fengliu…
man?” Xiao Yuchuan’s face darkened, “I always thought Nan Liufeng was a devoted man and found his na quite elegant.
Maybe because he was a great talented man, I didn’t read too much into it.”
“He’s already told the world that he’s a cad, a smooth-talker who deceives won’s hearts.
Yet people still love the mountain songs he wrote.”
“It’s said that his fa back then was because of his face which, at the ti, was considered the most handso young man under the heavens.
It’s not his fault for being too handso.”
Su Qingyue pinched Xiao Yuchuan’s handso face, “That’s true, it’s not your fault for being too handso, third brother.
If you weren’t handso, how could you have so many village girls liking you?
Be handso on your own, just don’t follow in Nan Liufeng’s footsteps, okay?”
“That sort of playboy, I have no interest in emulating him.
Besides, his grave’s already been dug up and he’s been dragged out.
Who would want to learn from that?
A talent whose tomb has been desecrated is unheard of, without precedent or successor.
People are most taboo about digging up graves, the old lady who wanted to be buried with him recently must have loved him too much.
I am completely devoted to you, wife.
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You must believe in the sincerity of your husband that can be witnessed by the sun and the moon,” he said, his eyes shining like stars with intense affection.
His gaze made her scalp tingle, “Nan Liufeng probably never dread that he would end up buried with an old woman.”
“An old woman of a hundred years of age.
If Nan Liufeng hadn’t died young, he would be an old geezer by now too.
Dead, he remains the tiless image in people’s mory, forever so handso, dashing, and debonair.”
Su Qingyue looked at him suspiciously, “Third brother, why are you singing his praises so highly?”
“That’s the thing, a few years ago, I went to town and had the bad luck to sprain my ankle.
Hungry and tired, without a cent to eat.
Wang Crippled from our village let ride on his cow’s car for free, taking back to the village, and he told about the amorous affairs of the wandering wind scholar Nan Liufeng, even sang so mountain songs.
I listened carefully at the ti and was quite moved…
saved myself three cents.”
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