Little Bean Sprout giggled, and said: "Mr. Mo's words are wrong. My young lady's youth is not only a short period of ten years. My lady took Linglong lotus and seven-color holy fruit at the same time, at least she can keep her peerless beauty. Five hundred years without diminishing."
"Shut up, little bean sprouts." Miao Xiaomiao stopped in a low voice, and then apologized to Jun Moxie: "Little bean sprouts are still young, but they still don't understand these worries, please don't mind, my lord." "Innocence is the worst thing in life." Good season. I envy and like it before it's too late, so how can I care? If it's jealousy, maybe it's a little bit!" Jun Moxie smiled freely and even joked.
"Young master can say such unscrupulous words, it can be seen that the young master has a pure heart. Xiao Miao dare to ask the young master, the last time the young master smiled heartily. But when is it?" Miao Xiaomiao asked back.
"Last time I laughed?... It seems like it was yesterday! If those before today are not counted!" Jun Moxie smiled slightly, and said: "I always warn myself. This world is already like this. I can still breathe. I can still breathe." Being able to live is already a great blessing, and it is worth laughing. So, I laugh every day. Not only that, I also try to make people around me laugh with me...
Jun Moxie looked at her with a smile: "Smile every day. I don't know how many troubles can be saved! Whether it is true or not, I will treat it as true!" "The young master is really open-minded. Xiao Miao is very envious, very jealous! "
Miao Xiaomiao's clear eyes showed sincere fascination, but it was fleeting, and she regained her composure, and said in a harmonious voice: "Young master has come to the Huanfu now, and I already know the importance of ethereal physique to my Huanfu. , I don’t know what plans I have for my future?”
As she spoke, she slowly raised her head, looked into Jun Moxie's eyes for a moment, and said: "I only know that you are talented, but today I saw that you are quick-witted and decisive in dealing with things; but what about your literary talents?"
"Then... do you hope that I have outstanding literary talents? Or do you hope that I am simply an idiot?"
Jun Moxie smiled slightly.
"Master, you are joking." Miao Xiaomiao's face was slightly red, and a trace of shame flashed in her eyes, and said: "Master, can you recite a poem as your life's wish? How about letting the little girl appreciate it?"
Jun Moxie thought secretly. If you say it plainly, the lie will come from your mouth, but if you use poetry to express your ambition, not only is it much more difficult, but what you write must be your own true thoughts... Because, Shino's heart, in such a haste, Believe that no one can fake a mood that does not belong to him into a poem!
This girl's request is firstly to test her literary talents, and secondly, to see her true thoughts. Because he was afraid that he would lie casually, he came up with such a way to make things difficult for others.
I already have an ethereal physique, superior wit, decisive actions, and ruthless strikes. These must be the impression this girl has of herself now. But if it's just these things, you can also arrange corresponding strategies based on your personality weaknesses. What you're afraid of is... If such a person is quite educated, it will be even more terrifying...
That being the case, might as well shake you up!
Jun Moxie pondered for a moment, raised his sword eyebrows, and groaned softly: "Shuntian may not survive, and against the sky, you should laugh. Who is like me, pointing the sword at the waves of the world?..."
He chanted here, paused for a while, and then said: "The sun and the moon are in my chest, look at me leading the way!
Qing Feng took out his sheath casually, and asked who would dare to walk in the sky with me
One sword is full of pride, the wind blows the yellow sand, blood and rain, and people will not fall; one sword wins the world, and the hero of eternal dominance, stand up and ask the sword, in this life, don't bend down!
Who danced in the clouds, let me see through the sky, my heart was full of twists and turns, and my heart was full of wind and snow;
The ancient and modern smile the same, the world is free! Those who come from later generations, don't compare with me! "The voice is sonorous, like a battle, like the wine of the strong when going out, and the general's order before the fight!
At this moment, I just listened to it, but I already felt passionate and full of emotions.
Jun Moxie finished reading, looking at the master and servant, they were both stunned. Miao Xiaomiao never imagined that this guy in front of him is actually a man of both civil and martial arts, as well as extremely intelligent. How many people are there in Huanfu, not to mention the vast world outside
How many people can compose such a long and short sentence full of passion while taking a step? Don't talk about aptitude, don't talk about courage, don't talk about agility, don't talk about potential... This outstanding literary talent alone is enough to make people admire!
However, this tone... seems a little crazy.
"Who dances in the clouds, makes me look across the sky, tender hearted, and windy and snowy in my heart..."
Miao Xiaomiao murmured, her memory is very good, Jun Moxie just read it once, but she has already memorized it all, but what she is repeating at this moment is this sentence that has a slightly chivalrous meaning that sentence. The more Miao Xiaomiao reads it, the more she feels the ecstasy contained in this sentence, which makes people's hearts sore even just thinking about it...
Who dances in the clouds, makes me look across the horizon, tender hearted, and windy and snowy in my heart...
Yiren is dancing in the clouds, but she is on the ground, unable to see through the autumn water, her tender heart is full of bitterness, her heart is full of wind and snow, full of coldness...
After a long time, Miao Xiaomiao let out a long breath, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and said: "Brother Mo speaks eloquently, he really has a good literary talent... I am ashamed of myself!"
Jun Moxie laughed, and said: "It's just a small skill, how can it be elegant. A few crooked words barely caught the girl's eyes. There is no luck in the world. It is also thanks to the fact that I learned it from an old man in the mountains. A few years of writing, otherwise, Ms. Miao will really embarrass me this time... "
What Young Master Jun said this time is the truth, probably because his literary skills are all learned from the killer master in his previous life... Until now, thinking of the old man, Jun Moxie still feels his ass twitching pain…
As for this poem, it was written by a predecessor in Young Master Jun's memory. Who did it belong to, but he forgot the name. The reason why I remember it is because Jun Moxie likes the boldness in this word very much, so I wrote it down carefully, but I didn't expect to use it here. At this time, I changed it a little, only changed a few sentences, read it out, Sure enough, I received a blockbuster effect!
At this moment, the little bean sprouts on the side looked at Jun Moxie, and it has completely turned into worship, and even wants to worship! so handsome! so amazing! too talented! If I can marry a husband like this... oh, what am I thinking? I'm so ashamed, huh...
"Brother Mo is really too modest."
Miao Xiaomiao raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said: "The one who taught the son how to read and write must have been a well-educated person, a great Confucian of the generation! He is brave in swords, soft in heart, chivalrous in heart, and strong in character... Such a character really makes people think about it." Heartbroken..."
Miao Xiaomiao was embarrassed to praise Jun Moxie in person, as it seemed that she had other intentions... It was easy to be overthinking, so she praised Jun Moxie's master instead.
Jun Moxie was stunned, he didn't pretend at all, he was really stunned.
He never imagined that there would be people in this world who admired that old murderous face so much! That's a real executioner, a typical butcher! His heart can freeze to the point of coldness, so cruel that people will be scared to death when they see him...
To become a... well-educated person? A generation of great scholars? Moreover, he has a bold heart and a chivalrous heart...
I really depend on it! These words are quite appropriate to describe this son! How can I describe that old face-killer? It's a waste of these words...
However, I haven't seen that old thing for so many years, I really have some thoughts in my heart... Thinking about it, a pair of blade-like eyes suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moxie, who was in deep meditation, flashing cold murderous intent, thin Lips, thin face, looking at herself desolately: "Don't worry about it! Do you want to be lazy again! See if I don't fix you!"
Following this shout, it seemed that another very familiar cold wind flew over...
Young Master Jun shivered abruptly, only to realize that his eye sockets were a little wet before he knew it...
That long-lost...the only...stern but not lacking in warmth...old man, if you suddenly heard the news that I was blown to nothing, would you cry? …
I remember that when I was injured for the first time in the past, I was shot in the shoulder by a gun, penetrated downward, and injured the lung lobe, which can be regarded as a very serious injury; before that, I had always resented the old man, because he was always very angry. Hit and scold! Even if you make a wrong movement when drinking, you will be beaten up, and if you taste wine for a month wrong, you will be treated in a storm...
At that time, Jun Xie, as an old man, was his biggest enemy in this life! Grinding teeth and hating!
In the bottom of my heart, I made countless vows, as long as I have enough ability, or if I have a suitable opportunity, I must pay back the color, smash that old thing into pieces, smash the corpse into thousands of pieces, shatter the bones and ashes. It is so difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!
But, it was the time when he was injured, the injury was serious, and seeing that his life was in danger, the old man drove him 800 miles overnight and was admitted to the best hospital in the city. I remember that time, the old man's face still had no expression, it was as deep as an abyss, but at that time the pointer of the speedometer stayed on the maximum speed that could be driven, but it never slipped down at all.
Killers, never take the initiative to enter the hospital, especially after being shot. During the few days when Jun Xie was hospitalized, he never saw the old man again. Jun Moxie, who was seriously injured and in a semi-comatose state, seemed to only remember what the old man said: "You must firmly remember that you are on the beach You were shot by a stray bullet! You are the son of Wang Min, an orphan!"
The old man did not appear until he was discharged from the hospital, and then, after another month, the old man came back with scars all over his body.
The old man came back from prison!