I haven't recovered yet, so the length here should be close to 5,000 words. I deliberately didn't write it to 5,000. It's about 4,800-4,900. I'll give the extra to everyone. Please remember to give some flowers or something.
----------Dividing line----------Although Yunzheng felt embarrassed, he was born to act, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.
An awesome description is called "happiness and anger cannot be expressed in color." In general biographies, history books, or novels of later generations, those who cannot express happiness and anger are nine times out of ten, they are tyrants and villains who appear accidentally.
If you think of this type of hero, then the adjective has to be changed, and it’s called “Taishan collapses without changing his face.” Well, it’s basically the difference between trickery and cleverness. It has nothing to do with anything else but the person himself.
Yun Zheng looked at Dongfang Wuqing. Not only was there no embarrassment on his face, but there was also a hint of mysterious smile in his eyes. There was seven points of visible appreciation in the smile, but there also seemed to be three points of indescribable meaning -
— Making fun of, making fun of? Or something else
Dongfang Wuqing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the look in the young prison officer's eyes was so strange. Why did he look at her so nervously? Moreover, she even spoke, but he just smiled and didn't answer. Isn't this very rude?
Unexpectedly, as soon as she had this thought in her mind, Yun Zheng already smiled and said: "It turns out to be the calligraphy of the young lady. I just looked at it for a long time and thought it was Zhang Xuan's original work... Looking at the young lady's elegant demeanor, I thought it must be the original calligraphy of Zhang Xuan.
Miss Dongfang in person?"
Dongfang Wuqing felt relieved. It turned out that I was too impatient. Didn't he just answer it?
It's not surprising that Dongfang Wuqing was quite happy when he heard Yunzheng's praise. Xiaoyun Tanhua's reputation has long been spread throughout Jiangning City. According to Dongfang Wuqing's opinion, Yunzheng's talent is outstanding.
, he must be very accomplished in painting. To be praised like this by him, even if there are elements of politeness in it, is still a great thing. You know, there are rumors outside that a wealthy family in Luoyang wants to spend ten thousand taels of silver to buy him.
You can't even buy the handwritten calligraphy of "Peony Ode", which shows that this person is very high-spirited. How can such a person praise others easily? At that moment, my favorable impression of Yun Zheng increased by two points, and I saw that he was as good as Nangong Wu.
As Yu said, he was nine feet long, with jade trees facing the wind, and his appearance was as handsome as jade. His white brocade robe made his whole body elegant and unrestrained. At that moment, he nodded slightly in his heart, and even a poem by Li Bai suddenly flashed through his heart: "A day in Chang'an"
When we meet, call me an immortal." I feel that this Xiaoyun Tanhua seems to have the temperament of an immortal. No wonder Wu Yu cares so much about whether he is angry. Thinking of this, Dongfang Wuqing's mind flashed unconsciously.
A trace of discomfort, but this discomfort came and went quickly, so fast that she didn't even notice it.
"The daughter of the common people is Dongfang Wuqing. She has received such ridiculous praise from the young eunuch. She is really ashamed and unworthy of it... The young eunuch has ordered you to sit down."
Yun Zheng smiled slightly, was not too polite, and just sat down.
When Nangong Wuyu saw that Yunzheng's right hand had not moved, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. He couldn't help but ask: "I heard that the young commander was injured in a sneak attack by the Qinglong Sect in Yangzhou... Are you feeling better now?"
It is said that Yunzheng's arm is basically ready. At most, the bones are not completely solid yet, but he can move around normally. However, as an experienced person like him, how could he not know a common problem among women all over the world: excessive sympathy, especially overflowing sympathy?
For the beautiful, handsome, and cute, when it overflows, it’s like a river bursting its banks, and it’s “out of control.”
Therefore, he very wisely chose to continue to "recuperate" gloriously
I saw Yun Zheng smiled faintly, shook his head and said: "It's not a sneak attack by the Qinglong Sect... They are besieging two people. Those two people have met me once, so I went up to help... As for this injury, it is just
I ate a Seven Evil Palm and it just shattered my shoulder blade. It will be fine after a month or two."
Dongfang Wuqing and Nangong Wuyu suddenly had hot eyes, and there was a hint of admiration in their eyes when they looked at Yun Zheng. Yun Zheng only had a relationship with the two people who were besieged, so he risked his life with a thousand gold body.
He went to rescue him in such a situation, such loyalty is really a feat of manhood. However, Nangong Wuyu looked at Yunzheng's motionless right arm, and couldn't help but complain a little. Although it was an act of loyalty, it should be done within one's ability.
Yeah, I hurt myself like this... I wanted to go there and have a look. Firstly, I didn't know the medical skills, and secondly, it wasn't suitable. I had to give up after thinking about it, but I started to think about it. When I came, the Nange disciples who were accompanying me would also bring them.
I bought some common elixirs. When I get some free time, I must get some for him.
She was thinking this in her heart, but she couldn't say it out loud. She just said: "If it hadn't rained that day and I hadn't rushed to come first and stayed with the young marshal the next day, I'm afraid things like this wouldn't have happened.
It’s not rainy”
Yunzheng smiled and shook his head: "How can I blame you? Not to mention that it was me who suggested that you go south first. If you want to blame me, it's me. Let's just say that this matter was just me meddling in my own business. What does it have to do with you?
What's the relationship? Miss Nangong, please don't say such outspoken words."
Nangong Wuyuyao wrinkled her nose: "You are talking about Miss Nangong, and you are saying that I am an adulterer..." As soon as she said this, she suddenly realized that her words were a bit coquettish, and she quickly stopped talking and avoided Yun Zheng's eyes.
, but then secretly glanced at Dongfang Wuqing
Sure enough, Dongfang Wuqing looked at her in surprise, with some surprise in his eyes. Nangong Wuyu hurriedly avoided her gaze, lowered his head, and stared at his toes.
Yunzheng secretly laughed secretly in his heart, but he smiled like a spring breeze on his face and said: "Yes, yes, Wuyu is blaming me, it's me who got offended, I apologize to you, you have the strength, don't worry about it,
How about it?"
After all, Nangong Wuyu was in charge of Nange Commercial Affairs. She quickly suppressed her younger daughter's attitude. With a very natural look, she said coquettishly: "Wuyu is not an adult, just a little girl... So, this
Write down the accounts first and calculate them later.”
Yun Zheng's smile became even brighter: "No problem, but...if I remember this account too much in the future, and Wu Yu settles it again, I'm afraid I will have to sell myself to you."
Nangong Wuyu's face was slightly red, but he said not to be outdone: "Well, then I will buy a building in Luoyang and put a notice outside saying, 'Today, Corporal Mukong Tianhua's Xiaoyun Tanhua is selling calligraphy treasures here.
There is a limit of one piece for sale every day, and the one with the highest price will get it... Hee hee, do you think I can make a lot of money?"
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "This is a good idea, it should be worth much more than killing me alive and selling my meat."
As soon as Yun Zheng said these words, not only Nangong Wuyu burst into laughter, but even Dongfang Wuqing also covered his mouth and chuckled. Nangong Wuyu said with a smile: "You are the only one who can say such a thing, if
If you were chopped up alive, I wouldn’t have to go back to Guangzhou - why don’t the many women who admire your talent bury me alive?”
Yunzheng looked surprised: "Admire my talent?" He blinked: "I don't think I'm very popular. Wuyu, aren't you kidding me?"
Nangong Wuyu's tone was slightly sour: "How dare I? How about you ask Sister Wuqing and ask her to tell you how many harem girls in Jiangning City regard you as the lover of their dreams?"
Yun Zheng wondered: "This is strange. What did I write that made those women like it so much?"
Dongfang Wuqing smiled slightly and said: "Ask what love is in the world and teach you how to make love between life and death.
Traveling all over the world, Lao Yi has been through the cold and heat several times
Pleasure is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children in it
You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, only the shadow is going to whom
Hengfen Road, the lonely old days with flutes and drums, desolate smoke still plain and clear
How come the souls of Chu are moaning? The mountain ghost secretly cries in the wind and rain
Heaven is jealous, and if you don’t believe it, all the birds and swallows will be turned into dust.
For thousands of years, in order to entertain the poets, they sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu."
Her voice was pleasant to begin with, and when she read out the nouns that Yunzheng copied from this song, it was even more charming. Even Yunzheng was almost moved.
Yunzheng looked surprised: "Where did this word come from?"
Dongfang Wuqing smiled faintly: "Although this song "Touching Fish? Wild Goose" is a new work, it has been widely circulated. Is it possible that the Young Prison Order is not your handwriting?"
Yun Zheng said angrily: "I wrote it, but it shouldn't be spread outside. It's really strange." How did he know that after he told Lin Yuyan this word, Lin Yuyan liked it so much that she wrote it on the paper as soon as he returned
After writing it down, it’s not surprising that it spreads...
Nangong Wuyu said with some amazement: "That's not all. There is also 'Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am worried alone. The wind and rain are also fighting for spring unintentionally. The jealousy of all the flowers turns to mud and grinds into dust.
, only the fragrance is as good as ever!' - Is this written to Leng... to Wuxue?" She originally wanted to say Leng Girl, but she thought it was better not to say that in front of Yunzheng, so she finally changed it to Wuxue.
Yunzheng opened his mouth slightly, but before he could defend himself, Nangong Wuyu said again: "There is also a letter written to the princess of the Liao Kingdom, 'Wind and rain bring spring back, and flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and there are still pretty flowers and branches.
She doesn't fight for spring, she just waits for the spring to arrive. When the mountain flowers are blooming, she smiles in the bushes... I don't know if Princess Qionghua is really so beautiful. She actually has one more song than Wuxue, "Who Moved the Qishu"
In Xianxiang, there is light ice in February and frost in August. If Princess Shouyang were here, she would be ashamed to see the fallen plum blossoms. "Tsk, tsk, she is so beautiful. Even Princess Shouyang can't compare to Xiaoyun Tanhua, who is so talented, can she?"
Do you want those women to feel longing for you?"
Yun Zheng secretly complained in his heart. This thing spreads so fast. From now on, he must write things separately and make sure not to spread them out. Otherwise...will this young marshal become the king of scandals? Alas.
, my name will be clear for the rest of my life...
Yun Zheng was complaining in his heart, but his face was serious: "Miss Beishan and Princess Qionghua, they are so graceful and graceful that they are like immortals. They are truly the most beautiful beauties in the world..."
As soon as Yun Zheng said these words, not only did Nangong Wuyu's little mouth tend to curl up, but even Dongfang Wuqing also looked a little gloomy. Unexpectedly, Yun Zheng continued seriously: "If you want to say it, it's almost time to catch up.
You two are here”
The two girls were slightly startled when they heard this, and then a smile suddenly appeared on their faces. Nangong Wuyu lost his anger and smiled happily: "Really? Well, that is also very beautiful... Oh, I mean,
, I mean how can I compare with them..." As she said this, she couldn't help but smile on her face. She was obviously very happy, she was so happy.
Although Dongfang Wuqing was not as determined as Nangong Wuyu to say goodbye to Beishan Wuxue, she still felt secretly happy when she heard a world-famous "young literary giant" like Yun Zheng praising her beauty in such a roundabout way.
When I think about it, if he just said this, wouldn’t it be empty talk?
At that moment, he said in a strange way: "Then the young prison order should also leave a poem or two, so that our sisters can believe that what you said is sincere, right?"
Yun Zheng laughed dryly and said: "Uh... this... ahem..."
Dongfang Wuqing blinked: "Could it be that the Young Prison Order is just trying to fool us, and you don't feel that way at all?"
Yun Zheng lamented in his heart, writing poems and lyrics is a technical job, and it is not something that can be acquired immediately. Really... even if I have something in my mind, I still have to pick and choose, right?
However, he quickly adjusted and said seriously: "How is it possible!... In this case, I will compose one... two poems for each of the two beauties!"
Dongfang Wuqing and Nangong Wuyu were overjoyed, especially Nangong Wuyu. She said in her heart that Leng Yatou could only win one song of "Business Operator? Ode to Plum Blossoms". If I win two songs today, I would naturally be better than her. She immediately urged Yunzheng
Yun Zheng asked: "Who goes first?"
Dongfang Wuqing smiled and said: "Sister Wuyu first"
Nangong Wuyu's face turned red and he defended himself: "How can my sister take the lead? Of course my sister came first."
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "Then the girl from the East will go first." He changed his title this time, instead of calling her "Miss", he called her "Girl". Although he had already thought about what poem he should "compose" in his mind, he still pretended to "write a little bit".
"I pondered for a while" and then said: "I composed two poems "White Begonia" for the oriental girl. One of them is: Cherish the beauty and close the door during the day. Hand-held urns fill moss basins with rouge to wash out the shadows of autumn. The ice and snow attract the dew of the soul.
At the end of the day, I know that the flowers are more beautiful, how can I get the jade without a trace with so much sorrow? If you want to repay the white emperor, you should be clean, and the day will be dark again if you don't say anything."
Before the two of them could express their praise, Yun Zheng continued: "The second one is: half-rolling the Xiang curtain and half-closing the door, grinding ice into jade and making it into a basin, stealing three-quarter white pistils, and borrowing a wisp of plum blossoms from the Soul Moon Cave
The immortal sews her silk gown, and the complaining girl in autumn wipes her cry marks and complains silently to whom? She is tired of leaning against the west wind and has fainted at night."
Dongfang Wuqing and Nangong Wuyu saw that Yunzheng wrote such two classics after just "a brief meditation". They couldn't help but admire them. They said to themselves that there were rumors that Xiaoyun Tanhua was as talented as Zijian and could write a poem in seven steps. Today
As soon as I saw it, it turned out to be the case! The secret joy in my heart suddenly increased a little bit more
Dongfang Wuqing smiled with surprise and began to taste the meaning. Nangong Wuyu quickly said: "What about me?"
Yunzheng looked at her with a smile on his face, but said nothing, until Nangong Wuyu didn't dare to look at him and his face turned red, then he smiled and said: "Miss Dongfang won two poems, Wuyu
You... just need two poems."
Naturally, Nangong Wuyu didn't care about the poem or the words, and nodded quickly, but he was really afraid of Yun Zheng's "powerful" eyes, and he didn't dare to look up again.
Yun Zheng secretly laughed in his heart. He thought that this Nangong girl was particularly courageous, but it turned out that she also had a silver-like wax-tipped gun. Under the care of this young marshal's "Ambiguous Eye", she still had no choice but to abandon her armor.
He coughed and chanted: "First, "Geng Lezi Lilac": Spring night is late, spring is full of regrets, flowers outside are crying in the moon, no one can see it, dreams are hard to rely on, red gauze is a little light and the light is resentful, it is Fang Festival,
There are thousands of lilacs in the courtyard, the mist disperses at night, the dawn glows, and the two swallows fly between the beams."
Nangong Wuyu said happily: "Good words!" But he raised his head unconsciously.
Yun Zheng looked at her, a smirk appeared on his face again, and continued: "Second, "A Dendrobium Pearl? Fragrant Mouth""
Nangong Wuyu was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Xiangkou? Isn't it Lilac?"
Yunzheng didn't answer, instead he smiled mischievously and chanted: "The evening makeup is just over, Shen Tan gently reveals some lilacs to others, and sings a clear song, temporarily inducing the cherries to break through Luo's sleeves, the remaining beauty is lovely,
The cup is deeply swirled with fragrant mash, the embroidered bed is leaning against the embroidered bed, chewing the red velvet... smiling and spitting at Tanlang." After saying this, I couldn't help but laugh.
This is almost teasing, especially the last part "leaning on the embroidery bed, chewing red velvet, laughing and spitting at Tan Lang", which clearly means that the woman chewed the red velvet thread used for hair or fabric, and smiled at Tan Lang
Playing with saliva, playing with love, and the words "Jiao Wu Na" in the previous sentence are written for her. Naturally, this woman can only be her. But, who is her tanlang?
Nangong Wuyu was ashamed, and thought in his heart, this person looks serious, but he didn't expect to be so bad... It's just that he gets along well with someone as cold as Leng Yatou, could it be that he really likes Leng Yatou? Humph, is that strange?
, Leng Yatou can do it, can’t I, Nangong Wuyu, still not be able to do it? I must do it better than you
When she thought about it, she suddenly felt that this "teasing"
