At this time, Pei You ran excitedly to grab the pen from Gao Ying's hand: "I will write this time."
I just missed the opportunity to stay in history. This time I can’t miss it again. Obviously he and Gao Ying have the most confidence in Zuan on the field. Seeing that he has the confidence to say this, he will obviously be able to write another masterpiece. .
Gao Ying hurriedly took the pen back, looking wary: "Your handwriting is average, I'll come, so as not to ruin the great poems of my grand brother."
"I..." Pei You blushed and wanted to refute, but didn't know where to start, so only incompetence was left and furious.
Suddenly, he had an idea in his heart and directly grabbed the inkstone on the side: "Then I will grind it."
Gao Ying: "..."
Talent!
Can you think of it
Those other people were even more stunned. These two people are really ashamed of the nobles, they even licked a man so hard.
However, they also knew that if they were in that position, they would probably fight for the opportunity to stay in the history, but unfortunately they were not familiar with Zuan, and they couldn't make it even if they wanted to.
The mysterious woman upstairs frowned, and the two dangling around Zu'an just blocked her shooting route. There are many masters in the field. If you miss a hit, I am afraid it is difficult to have a second shot. .
She hesitated for a moment, and gave up the plan to take action immediately, and finally got a foothold in the capital. If she can get rid of a major exposure for her tribe, it's okay to say, because she's afraid that people will not get rid of it, and she will be exposed. That is not worth the loss.
It really doesn't work, please give it to Nan Kaoru later.
At this time Zuan Qinglang's voice rang:
"Oath to sweep the demon is reckless,
Five thousand Diaojin mourns Hu Chen.
Poor and uncertain riverside bones,
Still a dream girl in a spring boudoir! "
Naturally, the Huns in the original work could no longer be used, so he changed it to Yaoman.
As for the Wuding River, coincidentally, there happened to be a river with the same name near the border between the northern borders of this world and the Yaozu, and it continued to be used.
"Poor Wuding River Bone, still a spring boudoir dream..." The mysterious woman upstairs mumbled these two poems, slowly lowered her hands, and the murderous aura in her eyes gradually dissipated.
Upon seeing this, the maid on the side wondered: "Why, didn't you kill him?"
"Don't kill, he is different from ordinary human races." The mysterious woman said slowly, her eyes full of strange colors looking at Zuan.
The hall below also fell into silence, one after another recalling the poem just heard, as if a scene of generosity and tragic fierce battle appeared in his mind, the court soldiers swearing to kill the enemy in desperation, many people sacrificed.
The northern Xinjiang was cold, and most of the troops sent by the imperial court were only wearing cotton-padded clothes. Only the most elite troops were dressed in sable coats. Even their deaths amounted to 5,000, which shows the fierce fighting and heavy casualties.
What shocked them the most was the last two sentences. The contrast between the white bones by the river and the people in the dreams of the spring boudoir was too strong.
They used to think that the most tragic thing in life was to learn about the death of their loved ones, but now it seems that although they are sad to learn about the death of their loved ones, at least they can still pay homage to them. In the scene described by Zuan, there is no news for many years, and the wife expects her husband to return as soon as possible in her dreams, but how can she know that the other party has already become a dry bone by the Wuding River? Hope and despair are in a fierce collision. It is a real tragedy.
Many people in the field are stuck in their hearts, and they want to say what they want, but they find that all the words are pale.
Girl Nan Xun's eyes flushed, and she looked at Zuan with tears: "My son, you are too cruel."
Seeing the lover in his dream looking at other men with such affectionate eyes, if it was before, Pei You would probably be jealous, but now he is convinced.
Brother Zu is really amazing!
However, he was more concerned about another matter. He hurriedly approached Gao Ying and saw that he had added his name again, and his delicate eyes suddenly widened: "Where is mine?"
Gao Ying was also a little guilty, and at the end of the stroke, he filled in a few words: "You Peiyou Grind".
Only then did Pei You turn his anger into joy, and the boat of friendship was finally saved.
Bi Ziang's expression changed upstairs, thinking that this son was so terrifying!
Fortunately, it's only in terms of literary talent, I should be able to hold him... right.
Now he doesn't have the self-confidence he usually had.
On the other side, Yunan was pale and trembling uncontrollably. He never expected that the gangster in his own eyes was really talented, not to mention him, even the literati in all dynasties combined could not compare to it. what.
Thinking of what I did today, it seemed that they were all used to cope with the other party's pretense, and eventually became a stepping stone to perfect others' reputation.
He closed his eyes in pain. It is conceivable that after tonight, he will probably become a laughing stock among the population of the capital, and even a bad person will be remembered in history-but it exists in a bad image.
What kind of damn luck is it that you have encountered this kind of enchanting once in a thousand years!
His heart was agitated, and he always paid attention to self-cultivation on weekdays, and couldn't help but swear in secret.
At this time, Yi Zhibing's voice rang out: "Boldly, the court army has just set off and cursed the loss so much. His heart is shameful!"
Yunan glanced at him blankly. Although he knew that he was messing around savagely, people who wanted to drown now were not willing to give up by grabbing a straw.
Hearing him say this, many people in the field who were close to him on weekdays echoed, and other people also felt that this poem was a bit unlucky.
At this time Qin Guangyuan snorted heavily: "What do you know! What Azu should describe is the battle 30 years ago. For various reasons, the imperial army suffered heavy losses and the corpses by the Wuding River were everywhere. It is really well-intentioned to warn us to avoid repeating the same mistakes."
Zuan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect to close with history. It seemed that he was lucky.
In fact, he wrote this poem to express the meaning of anti-war. After all, as an ordinary person, he was more able to empathize with ordinary soldiers.
At this moment, girl Nanxun’s Zhu lip lightly said: "The concubine body also understands a little, I don’t know if it is inappropriate to talk." Others were shocked: "Girl Nanxun, but it’s okay to say it."
Oh, a bunch of lick-dogs!
Nan Xun glanced at Zu'an and slowly said, "Everyone is a great figure, but I do come from a humble background, and I can better understand the pain of ordinary people. In war, no matter who wins or loses, many soldiers and civilians will die. They There are also family members and lovers. No one has been able to tell about their pain, but the grandson’s poem has exhausted their sad life. Personally, I think that grandson must be a kind and soft-hearted person. This poem except for the warning and exhortation that Qin Gongzi said. This accident should also express an anti-war and peace-loving mind."
After speaking, he looked at Zuan expectantly.
Zuan was a little surprised, this oiran has something, he nodded and said, "Yes, it does mean it."
He was born in a peaceful era, and he really didn't have any interest in war. That kind of flesh and blood, countless people lost their homes, and finally only fulfilled the prestige of a few people, what's the point
The corner of the mysterious woman upstairs slightly raised her mouth: "Sure enough!"
This man is kind of interesting.
But everyone else in the court didn't think so, and laughed one by one:
"Sure enough, it is the opinion of the literati."
"Girl Nanxun is too kind, the monsters are extremely cruel, if you don't kill them, they will kill more of our compatriots."
"Yes, this war is also because the Yaozu slaughtered one of our cities. It is really pedantic to talk about peace to them."
…
The people in the field basically have similar views. You must know that Da Zhou established the country with military force, fought everywhere, and defeated all kinds of enemies in the Quartet.
These people are from well-known families, and everyone has the goal of making contributions, so it is naturally difficult to empathize with ordinary people.
The mysterious woman upstairs snorted: "These people are really hateful!"
The maid on the side also said angrily: "That is, or kill them all!"
The mysterious woman gave her a sideways look: "Hey, here is the knife, you go kill?"
The maid pouted: "I don't have that ability."
The mysterious woman chuckled, "You know, so don't talk about these unrealistic nonsense."
…
In the following venue, although everyone felt that Zuan had some feminine benevolence, they all admitted that this is a rare and good poem.
I thought to myself that this guy said that the world has the power to dominate the eight battles, which is not a boast. Not to mention the whole world, even in the past dynasties, there is no person with a similar level of poetry and prose.
With the platform of the Qin brothers and the praise from the girl Nanxun, Yi Zhibing wanted to say something more. Yunan stopped him, and the matter was over. Saying more is useless, but it ruins his own image even more.
Girl Nanxun's ears moved slightly, as if she had heard something, she was a little surprised, but she didn't show it.
But a pair of wonderful eyes looked at Zu'an, and there was a little inexplicable meaning in the cold eyes on weekdays: "Grandpa, I like this poem very much, can you give it to me?"
Zuan smiled: "What can the girl give me?"
When a woman asks, she agrees. This is not the quality that a qualified sea king should have.
Others in the court yelled and cursed after hearing the words, and they all felt that Zuan was too shameless.
Although everyone appreciates his literary talent, no one will be polite when it comes to robbing women.
Nan Xun's face turned red: "I don't know what the son wants?"
In the brothel, she is also a long-song and good-dancer, so she answered very cleverly, as if she had promised but she hadn't promised anything, advance can attack and retreat can defend.
Zuan looked at her straightforwardly, with a joking smile at the corner of his mouth: "I want you..."
Hearing his words, even Gao Ying and Bae You looked at them. Why is this guy so fat
Those other people couldn't stand it any more, and they all denounced Zuan's offending beauty, and they almost threw an egg.
The mysterious woman upstairs snorted: "Really a disciple!"
Zuan happily accepted the anger value of these people, and it was simply a win.
Girl Nan Xun's face flushed even harder: "The concubine also wants to agree to the son, but today so many people are coming to me, the next few hurdles have not been held, and the concubine does not dare to admit people easily. "
Zuan cried out a great secret, this woman has a great way to hang a man, just like those women who raised spare fetuses in the previous life, all kinds of ambiguous with you hang you, you think the relationship is close enough, but you really are you When you want to go further, you find that there is a gap between the two.
But he was prepared: "I just want you to untie the fringe on your face. Where did the girl want to go?"
Nan Xun was taken aback, then realized that he was teasing him, and glanced at the other person a little embarrassed.
A woman may not remember the man who made her laugh, but she can definitely remember the man who caused her dramatic changes in her mood.
At this time, the other people who had just scolded fiercely immediately changed their words and agreed with Zuan. Everyone wanted to see Nan Xun's true face.
Nan Xun was embarrassed, but she reacted quickly, grievingly and said: "I could only show the truth to one person today."
Zuan smiled and said, "I don't mind if you let others see it."
Nan Kaoru: "..."
Others thought that this guy is really shameless. The girl Nanxun said that she was the chosen guest to enter the scene tonight. You are not welcome to directly correspond to yourself
At this time, Nan Kaoru seemed to have heard something again, a faint flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then said: "I promised the son."
The audience was in an uproar, and there were even whistles.
They thought Nan Xun would refuse, but how did they know that she actually agreed
On the one hand, I really want to see her true face, and on the other hand, I worry that she has really chosen Zuan as the guest of the scene.
How can I describe that mentality? By the way, I encountered an ID on the previous life forum called "I want to fall in love but I am afraid of being sunk" to describe their mentality at this time.
"But I only show it to the son." Nan Xun said in a low voice, and then slowly eased the fringes on his face, revealing a pretty face that was both delicate and angered. His skin was white and flawless, with a delicate Qiong nose and delicate beauty. The dripping red lips, paired with that charming and gorgeous face, are truly stunning in the world.
Gao Ying and Pei You, who were standing next to Zuan, breathed swiftly, their eyes widened. In fact, they weren’t never seen beauties of the same level. For example, the crown prince and others were no worse than her. There are too many auras added to the body, and the two of them have already filled too much in their hearts. When they see each other, they naturally fill it up more and more perfectly, so that they feel that the women in front of them are beautiful, and even they have seen them in this life. The most beautiful.
They sighed secretly, but it was a pity that she fell in love with the eldest brother, otherwise, she would have to find a way to marry her home, even if she used family power.
Thinking of this, the two woke up a little, at this moment, they seemed to have a lemon in their hearts, and couldn't help but look at Zuan on the side.
But they immediately noticed that Zuan's mouth was wider than the two, and the pig brother-like appearance had not recovered until now, and they couldn't help but balance a lot.
My grandfather's willpower doesn't work. It's like this when I see a beautiful woman.
His own wife, Miss Chu, is also a stunning beauty, so why is it still like this
…
When the two men slandered, Zu An's heart was full of stormy seas at this time. He finally understood why he thought this woman was a bit familiar before, because he had only seen the face in front of him two days ago.
And it's the kind of close contact!
But in the coffin of the Prince Qi's side concubine!
This oiran looks almost exactly the same as the side concubine of Qi Wang!
The biggest difference is probably the pale face of the woman in the coffin, but the woman in front of her is beautiful and beautiful.
No wonder I feel familiar but can't remember, after all, who would associate the famous Oiran with a dead man.
No wonder everyone said that her eyes had a noble meaning, and they weren't disguised. Of course, the dignified concubine Qi Wang was noble.
Countless thoughts flashed in Zuan's mind at this moment. He didn't believe that two people who looked so alike had nothing to do with each other.
Is the woman in front of him the twin sister of King Qi's side concubine
Or is she just the ghost of King Qi's side concubine
Thinking of this, the surrounding bright lights are brilliant and lively, but Zuan feels a coolness rises behind him.
Although he is now a cultivator, he has never seen such a supernatural thing.
It's not that I haven't encountered ghosts in the secret realm, but those are all played as monsters. The person in front of him is an acquaintance in a sense, and he will return to the experience of watching horror movies in his previous life in minutes.
At this time, other men in the field ran over here one after another, because Zuan was in a quiet corner, and Nan Xun deliberately turned his back to the others to remove the fringe on his face, so only Zuan three could see. Because of her appearance, other people are irritated and can't take care of her demeanor. After all, most people are destined to be unable to kiss Fangze tonight. Now it is good to see Nan Xun's true face.
So one by one left their seats and ran over here, but Nan Kaoru reacted quickly, and tied the tassels back to his face almost without showing a trace.
But Zuan's reaction made her a little strange: "Does the posture of the concubine's pussy willow scare the son?"
There was a faint resentment in her voice. If it were other men, the bones would be crunched, and then she would feel guilty, and hurriedly explained or even apologized.
But Zuan's hairs were all erected at this time, but after all he had experienced strong winds and waves, he quickly calmed down, and smiled slightly: "The girl said and laughed. Such a beautiful face is the pose of Pu Liu. There are still beauties in the world. NS."
Nan Xun smiled lightly: "The son is absurdly praised."
Others rushed over and didn't see Nan Xun's lineup, but saw her trembling with Zuan's teasing, as if she had been sprinkled with a pile of dog food, and each one looked at Zuan with jealousy in their eyes.
However, Zuan has no time to take into account the series of anger points he has received, but his thoughts have turned sharply.
Is it possible that Wang Qi's side concubine was actually suspended for death
Who is the woman in the coffin? After all, out of respect for the corpse, he didn't carefully check the corpse's face. Maybe it was disguised.
But what kind of disguise can be so ingenious, you must know that Sang Qian did an autopsy on her, if you have a disguise on her face, you will definitely find it.
Zuan was overwhelmed for a while.
If King Qi's side concubine is really not dead, then it will be interesting. She is the princess on one side and the brothel oiran on the other. King Qi is a bit miserable by being green.
He suddenly thought of a piece of news in his previous life. A certain celebrity went to warm up a woman who was caught in a misstep, and then all kinds of information about that girl came out on the Internet. Everyone was curious about what kind of appearance could make the celebrity uncontrollable.
According to various news from the public, the girl is really pretty, but she charges 8,000 a night.
Then another bitter master broke the news that the girl turned out to be his friend's girlfriend!
It was originally a tragic story, but someone suggested that the green friend can think about it from another angle. Didn't he make eight thousand every night before
Zuan wondered about Nanxun's reputation in Beijing now. How much silver can King Qi make every night
He lost consciousness for a while, Nanxun had returned to the stage on the second floor, and then played a round of drinking games with a group of people.
However, just now Zuan Zhuyu was in front, and everyone was inevitably lacking in interest. After all, at this time, saying some other people's poems not only can't pretend to be compelling, but it serves as a foil to Zuan.
Not long after, Nan Kaoru also left with excuses.
Everyone immediately sat up straight, they knew that the other party might have already chosen a good person.
Although the probability is not high, who doesn't have a dream yet, what if Miss Nan Kaoru goes blind
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