The middle of the month is approaching, the moon is full and the stars are few and far between!
In the garden, cups and plates were in a mess, and everyone was stumbling around while drinking. No one was using their skills to refine their drunkenness, and they looked at Li Sisi dancing under the moon with drunken eyes!
The exquisite and graceful shadows are vaguely visible, the moonlight is shining, just like a fairy descending to earth, as if they are close in front of you, but also as if they are floating in the distance!
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine. The peak is 23S. The fastest update. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the towers and jade buildings are too cold at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I seem to be there?
world?
Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, so why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away!"
Wu Ming stood up unsteadily, raised his glass and drank heavily, feeling free and easy, melancholy, and unspeakably heroic and ambitious!
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your words. Sisi will have no regrets in this life!"
The beautiful shadow paused slightly, and Li Sisi's ethereal voice moved from near to far, and actually drifted away, leaving only a few drops of tears falling under the moonlight!
"Humph, you promised to write me a poem, what about the moon? But...it's really nice!"
Yu Linglong pouted her little mouth, her cheeks were bulging, her beautiful eyes were radiant, and she was smiling brightly.
At some point, everyone sobered up and looked at Wu Ming in shock.
This stunning work has been passed down for eternity, even if it is placed in China, even if ordinary people think of it as uneducated and ignorant, they can still experience the indescribable transcendental artistic conception from it!
Whether it's the passion to ask for wine in the sky, the ambition to ride the wind and return home, or the self-awareness of being overwhelmed by the cold at high places, they all reveal a state of mind that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve!
Among the women present, except for the two women from the Western Region, the women who followed Chao Baobao and Fang Xiren all showed their splendor.
Xu is her daughter's attentive family, and she has learned more from it.
"My little sister has heard a little bit about the Donghai Tower, but I didn't expect that King Wu would have such a friendship!"
Hu Qingqing and Gu Shengnan looked at each other, sighed in low voices, and their beautiful eyes turned red.
Although they were several years older than Wu Ming, they were all impressed by this eternal masterpiece, and naturally they kept themselves humble.
"Hahaha, if you use this word, then Lao Shizi's Tianjiao Banquet is bullshit!"
Jia Zhengjing stepped on the desk and was overjoyed.
"I have often heard people say that the King of Wu has always had a reputation for talent, but I just realized it today. A sight is not as good as a hundred hearings, and a sight is not as good as a hundred hearings!"
Fang Xiren stood up and bowed solemnly.
"I don't know much about poetry and poetry, but I feel that this tune is so heroic and unparalleled. It's a revelation!"
Chao Baobao's eyes were shining, he grabbed the wine jar and drank heavily.
"I'm really curious about what amazing poems you would write if you saw the Gobi Desert in the Western Region and the thousands of miles of yellow sand!"
Helian Liuruo drank from his cup, slapped the table to make music, and hummed softly, which gave him an exotic feeling.
Even the three geniuses are like this. Although others don't understand it very well, they can feel that the three people's performances are extraordinary.
Song Yushu, who had some objections to Wu Ming before, turned red in the dark face, seemed to be a little ashamed, and also had a touch of jealousy, and was drinking continuously in a complicated and unclear manner.
It wasn't until dawn and everyone was drinking like crazy that they dispersed without feeling satisfied.
"Brother, are you deliberately causing trouble for Sihai Longshang?"
Jia Zhengjing took Wu Ming's arm and asked excitedly.
It is conceivable that once this word comes out, yesterday's Tianjiao Banquet will probably become a joke.
"We have all been bullied, how can we still make things easier for them?"
Wu Ming said bluntly.
The reason why such a shocking work was released was to create trouble for Long Shang, to add fuel to the fire during the day, and to let the whole city know that Long Shang held a banquet to entertain the genius, but one of the protagonists, Li Sisi, was abducted.
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Secretly, in fact, it is to show the potential, or in other words, one's own value to the three great thieves, laying the foundation for future cooperation.
"Haha, okay, this is my good brother. I have long disliked these little brats. I want to see how they can stay in the capital after the big auction!"
Jia Zhengjing laughed endlessly, his eyes gleaming, wondering what kind of evil idea he was thinking.
"It's getting late, I will be at the mansion these days!"
After looking at the sky, Wu Ming also stood up and left.
"Uncle Jin, send my brother back home without making any mistakes!"
Jia Zhengjing didn't try to persuade him to stay, so he sent it to the door in person before returning.
In fact, with Yu Linglong by his side, Wu Ming really didn't worry about his safety, which was also the biggest reason why he stayed away all night.
If you don't take good care of this little aunt, you might cause some trouble tomorrow!
"Third uncle!"
When he returned to the courtyard, Jia Zhengjing saw clearly the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. His drunkenness instantly disappeared, and he bowed respectfully, without any of the casualness he had in Donghai Tower before.
“This guy is good!”
There was a strange light in Jia Wantong's eyes, and he stared at the jade book in his hand for a moment.
"Of course, this is my brother!"
Jia Zhengjing curiously leaned over and saw that what was engraved on it was Wu Ming's plagiarized masterpiece "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", and couldn't help but feel proud.
"Little brat!"
Jia Wantong gave him a slap on the head and laughed and cursed.
"Third uncle, why do you always hit me?"
Jia Zhengjing did not dare to resist, so he covered his forehead and acted like a grievance.
"Huh, of course I'm going to wake you up!"
Jia Wantong snorted coldly, shook the jade book slightly, and hated that iron could not make steel. "It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a talented person who can write such poems. Do you know why he wrote a few ink in the east that night?
You took out that jade pendant in front of the old guy? Didn't you think that it would be robbed?"
"No matter what, I will consider him my brother for the rest of my life!"
Jia Zhengjing was silent for a while and said in a low voice.
"Okay, you are such a person who treats people with sincerity. You have such a heart, which shows that all these years in the capital have not been wasted."
Jia Wantong nodded with satisfaction.
"hey-hey!"
Jia Zhengjing smiled and sold it.
"Hmph, don't do this to me. That kid forced me to come forward in advance to support him. He tested my Jia family's attitude towards him many times. For the sake of this poem, I will expose it."
Jia Wantong walked away angrily.
"Hey, what about the temptation? My brother's wealth and life are at stake. I can help him, but the Jia family is different!"
Jia Zhengjing shook his head and chuckled, feeling relaxed all over. He grabbed a wine bottle and drank while walking, shaking his head and humming "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" in a low voice.
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"Hey, I promised to write a poem for me, when will it be fulfilled?"
"Hey, you're not trustworthy. Do you think I'm young and easy to bully?"
"Hello……"
At this time, Wu Ming had been teased by Yu Linglong all the way. If it weren't for his extraordinary will, he would have jumped out of the window and ran away.
When he arrived at the palace, he lured the kitten to him without saying a word.
Meow!
After the uninformed kitten arrived, she found Yu Linglong was there, got angry on the spot, turned around and ran away.
Unfortunately, Wu Fu, who was waiting for him, grabbed him and handed him to Wu Ming.
Woohoo!
The kitten whined repeatedly, acting pitiful.
What made him despair was that his unscrupulous owner threw him to Yu Linglong in order to get rid of the terrifying female tyrannosaurus.
What a pity, if it weren't for Yu Linglong's dragon robe that blocked her breath, the kitten would almost pee in fear.
It was precisely because of this that I didn't notice it in advance.
"Play well with His Highness, don't be negligent!"
Wu Mingke didn't care what the kitten thought, and after giving his instructions with a straight face, he closed the mourning hall door, blocking out the kitten's desperate screams.
"Hmph, bad guy, stinky guy, your master is not trustworthy, and you are not a good person either!"
The poor kitten was used as a punching bag by Yu Linglong, and her beautiful orange-red fur was tugged in a mess, with different lengths.
Although this girl is naughty, she also knows that the mourning hall is an important place in the royal palace. No matter how special her status is, she is not allowed to enter lightly, otherwise it will be rude!
At the same time, Honglian had already prepared towels and hot water and carried them directly into the mourning hall.
Wu Ming took the hot towel and wiped his face casually a few times. The alcohol immediately dissipated, and he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
rustle!
In the empty mourning hall, only his footsteps were calm and steady, but there was a hint of solemnity.
Hong Lian stood aside obediently and said nothing.
After getting along with him for a long time, she gradually became aware of Wu Ming's habits that he revealed inadvertently.
At this time, what is needed is not others’ advice, but silence!
"One general's success will make a thousand bones wither!"
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Ming suddenly stopped and stared at the memorial tablet. His expression became slightly ferocious as he spoke each word, and he said hoarsely, "Red Lotus."
"Lian'er is here!"
Hong Lian was surprised, she had never seen Wu Ming look like this.
"Gu Zhengyang gave me a death order. I must find out the whereabouts of Lu Bing, Xiong Kui and others!"
Wu Ming said coldly.
"Back to the young master, Gu Zhengyang's contact with the palace has been gradually severed since he broke through the innateness. I am afraid that this person will not serve the young master wholeheartedly!"
Honglian looked stern and said.
"How can anything in the world be so cheap if you don't do something after taking advantage? His Gu family lives in Zhuangzi outside the city, and the harvest is quite good. He thinks that by breaking through his innate ability, he can stop the covetousness of the powerful people in the DPRK. He is daydreaming!"
Wu Ming gave him a cold look.
"Yinghou Mansion, Fenghou Mansion and other dignitaries in the court are indeed very keen on the output of the spiritual fields in the village, but Gu Zhengyang is extremely careful in his actions and has never been able to handle it."
Honglian thought about it for a few moments.
"If there is no handle, create one. Gu Zhengyang's family is quite small, and there are also a few incompetent brothers in the clan. I will keep an eye on these children of the Hou family. If necessary, I can take action directly!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said with an extremely cold voice.
"Lian'er noted it down!"
Honglian said respectfully.
"One more thing, let me check, all the families who have had grievances over the years, fell into trouble with bandits, or are in exile, whether they are dead or alive.
We must also pay attention to the children of bandits who are secretly cultivated by various families, and their family's current situation must be recorded in the records!"
Wu Ming closed his eyes and thought for a while and said.
"Lian'er has written it down, so how should this matter be recorded in the file?"
Honglian's eyes were filled with excitement. Whenever such a solemn filing was made, there would be a special name.
"Xing Tianxing..."
Wu Ming stood with his hands behind his hands. Before he finished speaking, thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by an inexplicable dull pressure.
His intuition told him that this was not what Yu Linglong did.
Hong Lian's pretty face turned pale, but Wu Ming was protected by the lotus lantern, and he seemed unaware, his face darkened: "What a saint who is equal to Heaven, he can't even say it in his mouth to do justice for Heaven!"