Chapter 194: Linglong is angry, who has small breasts?
Chapter 194: Linglongnu, who has small breasts?
"Good, good, good, it's really good. There is no need to fight for spring, and all the flowers will be jealous. It's like a piece of dust that has been reduced to mud and dust, but only the fragrance remains the same." Shangguan Yunqing praised it sincerely. This woman wrote this poem to praise plum blossoms.
The poem is actually a true reflection of herself.
The gentleman above also has admiration in his eyes. This plum poem expresses this woman's lonely and elegant plum blossom character. A tree of solitary plum blossoms blooms lonely on the edge of the broken bridge. No one cares about it. No one cares about it.
Appreciation, some are only blown by wind, snow, rain and frost, but it is still open. Even if it is crushed into mud, it does not forget to spread its fragrance to the world. How noble this is! How loyal! Just like this woman is now.
, she had no intention of competing for sex, but these girls were full of envy and jealousy, and their methods were endless. He finally understood.
A poem can reveal the character of this woman. This woman has the spirit of a lonely plum in the cold winter. Such a woman is definitely not like the rumors. It seems that the rumors are not credible. Mr. Xue Linglong looks kind to her.
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When all the ladies heard Shangguan Yunqing's three good words, they blushed with anger, especially Xue Linglong's words: There is no intention of fighting for spring, and once everyone is jealous. She is the aloof Hanmei, and they are the jealous ones.
Qunfang. This damn woman is mocking them. She is pretending to be noble and clean here.
The rich ladies on this side are biting their red lips, and they absolutely refuse to say a good word or agree with them. You know, aren't they slapping themselves in the mouth when they open their mouths? A fool can actually do that.
Composing such poems made them envious, jealous, and hateful. Moreover, she just composed poems, and she secretly scolded them all.
It is said that the powerful sons of this family can naturally recognize this poem, but everyone has their own girls or older sisters participating in this book competition. If others do not agree, they will not agree. This is why Xue Linglong, a woman, has committed public outrage.
The consequences. Even if the poem is a good poem, it will not get the approval of everyone.
The gentleman at the beginning couldn't stand it anymore, so he said lovingly: "What a poem, what a beautiful calligraphy."
The gentlemen above all spoke up. Finally, someone below agreed.
Xue Linglong felt ashamed when she heard her husband's sincere praise. Lu You, I borrowed your poem.
When those wealthy people heard the praise of Shangguan Yunqing, they naturally wanted to say good things. Indeed, Shangguan Yunqing's calligraphy was good, but because Xue Linglong wrote good poems, he was very excited, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
, I finished writing this word in one gulp. This word is so transcendent. It jumps out of the paper like a startled dragon.
When Xue Linglong saw Shangguan Yunqing's calligraphy, she couldn't help but sincerely praised: "Second Young Master, it is indeed a good calligraphy."
Well, fortunately, it was Shangguan Yunqing who wrote it for me today. If I had written it myself, I guess my ghostly calligraphy would make me want to cry.
It is said that today's book comparison means writing poems. The first poem was written by Shangguan Yunqing. But then, Xue Linglong was so crazy. Could she not write it? She couldn't show off her ghost painting charms at all.
Ah. She thought it was nothing at first, but when she saw that Shangguan Yun was as beautiful as a banished immortal, and her son was as beautiful as a wandering dragon, she felt ashamed of herself. She secretly swore that she would practice calligraphy after she went back.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or something, but Mr. Shubi said in a bright voice: "The book competition will begin next. The theme of today’s book competition is plum blossom."
When the husband's words fell, those rich ladies couldn't stop snickering in their hearts. Haha, it turns out that Xue Linglong had already known the title of this book competition. I'm afraid this poem was prepared in advance. You...
The first part is done, what will you do next?
Naturally, Xue Linglong saw the elements of a good show in the eyes of everyone. Xue Linglong thought about her ghostly calligraphy just now, and said directly to the gentleman above her: "Sir, I will directly complain, let's ask the second young master to write, I
Compose two songs."
The teacher asked this plum blossom question intentionally to embarrass Xue Linglong, to see if she is really talented or fake. It is not that Xue Linglong knew the question he asked, but he wanted to see this woman's character and ability.
What kind of poem about plum blossoms should I make?
Shangguan Yunqing had a funny look in his eyes. This woman was not good at writing, so she just said to write two poems, and Mr. Shubi naturally would not write Xue Linglong. He then wrote again and said with a smile: "Yun Qing is honored to write for Linglong. It is a great honor.
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"Okay, listen up." Xue Linglong sighed inwardly, hey, she had to borrow someone else's poem again.
I wear this body in the ice and snow forest,
Different peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly my hair smelled fresh all night,
Spread into the universe and spring thousands of miles away.
When Xue Linglong finished the word "spring" at the end, Shangguan Yunqing stopped the pen boldly. With a flick of his hair, he turned around and came to the other side of the table where the rice paper was spread, and picked up the pen again.
Xue Linglong glanced at Shangguan Yunqing, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Xue Linglong's cold voice sounded:
Wind and rain send spring home, and snowflakes welcome spring.
The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.
Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays spring when it comes.
When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes.
It can be said that the two poems are written in one breath. All three poems have different tunes but the same effect. The conception is noble and elegant, and the beauty is not overpowering. Xue Linglong knows that today's books are more popular than hers, and there are really few books like her.
Those men were standing in front of their desks, and they were ashamed. This woman could actually speak out a poem, and in an instant, she wrote three poems about plum blossoms. If one could be prepared by someone, then the second one, the third one.
Where are the three songs?
Xue Linglong sweated violently in her heart again. She is a sensible person, and today she is afraid that she will not only offend the jealousy of all the girls, but also offend the young men of the aristocratic family. The man is arrogant. But there is nothing we can do about it.
She actually wanted to protect herself. Xue Linglong quietly retreated. The gentleman in charge did not embarrass this woman.
It was said that Qin Rizhao was not a participant in the book competition, so Xue Linglong retreated, so he also retreated, following Xue Linglong closely. By the way, a voice suddenly appeared behind Xue Linglong: "Xue Linglong, you are very happy today.
beautiful."
Xue Linglong raised her eyebrows and looked at the person who came, haha, it turned out to be Murong Zhuo. Xue Linglong didn't have any good feelings toward the people from the Murong family. Xue Linglong secretly lowered her face and said coldly: "You mean to say that I was ugly before? Ugly.
Can’t see people anymore?”
It was rare for Murong Zhuo to want to get closer to Xue Linglong. He didn't expect that this woman would spit on him.
He couldn't help but twitch his red lips slightly, and his uninhibited face was a little helpless. But then he smiled with a ruffian face: "Today it should be convex, but the places where it should be concave are concave."
Xue Linglong had a sullen face and glared at Murong Zhuo angrily, "Oh, man is a sexual animal, and all he sees is a few points in a woman. This Murong Zhuo is really a romantic young man. His virtues are revealed in just a few words."
Coming.
Xue Linglong then gritted her teeth and said, "You mean I was no longer a woman. I didn't have breasts?"
"Pfft, breasts, I didn't notice before that you have breasts." Only today did Murong Zhuo realize that Xue Linglong is so funny. If other women had heard him talking about her like this, they would have blushed.
Face, this woman is quite nice, and she is still discussing breasts with him here. Naturally, he knows that the breasts this woman talks about are just women’s bee milk.
Xue Linglong was so angry at Murong Zhuo's direct words that she blushed, because now what came to her mind was the words of a hateful man. With such a small breasts, you can imitate the brothel girls to seduce men. Ugh.
, where her breasts are small, they are obviously not small, okay? But can she argue with these people? If she fights, and they say next, take it out and take a look. Rub it, does she want to take it off again?
Do her clothes show her breast size to others?
When Xue Linglong thought of that scene, she couldn't help but shudder. She didn't want to pay attention to this man Murong Zhuo. If it weren't for you, Xue Linglong, if you didn't speak, Murong Zhuo wouldn't stick to you. Murong Zhuo's unruly face
She said with a ruffian smile: "Xue Linglong, you are really capable and resourceful. When the carriage broke down, you were actually escorted by the Evil King. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xue Linglong, if the carriages break down and become common in the future, I'm afraid it's all your fault."
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Xue Linglong stared at Murong Zhuo in confusion, why would it become common for carriages to break down in the future? What does this do to her?
"Uh, what's my business?" Xue Linglong said coldly.
Although Qin Rizhao didn't like Murong Zhuo, he also knew that the evil king actually escorted Xue Linglong to Qingyun Academy. He was also surprised in his heart. There was a sour taste in his heart, and then he said in a low and unhappy voice:
"Those rich people also want to imitate you and destroy the carriage, and occasionally meet the evil king or Shangguan Gongzi and others."
"Uh, is that okay?"
He is as gentle as jade, but she believes that Shangguan Yunqing is definitely not the kind of man who would carry other women. He has his own principles.
Besides, even if these rich ladies broke down their carriages and waited on the road for the Evil King and Shangguan Yunqing, they are not so easy for you to meet. This kind of thing is something you can meet but cannot ask for.
Xue Linglong glanced in the direction of the academy.
Murong Zhuopi smiled and said: "Xue Linglong, you don't have to read it. If you look at Shangguan Yunqing, it won't be yours. However, your three poems about plum blossoms today will be written by Shangguan Yunqing for you. Don't worry.
These three poems about plum blossoms will definitely spread and be recited by others. You, Xue Linglong, are definitely the most talented woman."
What Murong Zhuo said is right. Who can write three plum poems overnight? This woman is really not simple. As she said herself: Suddenly, the fragrance of the night spreads like spring all over the world.