The trees are full of delicate red flowers, and thousands of red branches are glowing in spring.
How can it be realized for thousands of years? It will be a miracle of creation in the world.
Peach blossoms in March are pink and red. There are few peach gardens in Yangzhou city, but some people have three or two branches sticking out of their courtyards. The pink and white petals look like a girl wearing red makeup, charming and pretty.
tight.
The scorching strong wind in the backyard of the Qin Mansion scattered the peach blossoms in the courtyard, and the scattered petals rained with bursts of fragrance swaying in the sword wind.
The woman dressed in white kept changing her tall figure as the sword light circulated. It was more like dancing than practicing sword practice. Her movements were like a silver snake coiling around a branch. She started and closed her hands in a yin and yang combination. The sword edge was hidden, and the murderous intent was invisible.
The silver-clad hidden edge breaks through a thousand junctures, and three thousand flying flowers swallow up thousands of souls.
The yin and yang are both in conflict and compatible, transforming into formless snakes.
The song "Silver Snake Dance" has frightened many men.
"Miss...Miss..."
Xiaoyue suddenly rushed into the yard, and the oncoming sword intent scared the little girl against the wall and did not dare to move.
Qin Huairou sheathed her sword, exhaled, and the sweat on her forehead flashed in the sun. She glanced at Xiaoyue with a frown: "How many times have I told you to call me madam!"
"Oh..." Xiaoyue pouted her little mouth and was very dissatisfied, "Madam, how come you still have the heart to practice swordsmanship here? That wan... I don't know what I am doing. I make 10,000 taels of gold in three days. How can this be?
It's possible! Does Madam want him to bring gold or not..."
"Stop talking! I believe he will fulfill his promise!"
"But madam..."
"Go out, I want to practice sword practice."
Xiaoyue left, and Qin Huairou regained her strength. She had been practicing this set of Bingxin Sword Techniques for ten years, and she knew every move by heart.
I don't know why, but this time the first move of raising the sword was wrong.
Practicing martial arts is like playing chess. One move is wrong, the other is wrong. The same move as before, but the previous artistic conception is completely lost. This Bingxin Sword Jue relies on "the heart is as hard as ice". The slightest fluctuation in the mind will be reflected in the sword.
Above the move.
Some things are no longer something you just pretend you don’t want to do, but you really don’t want them.
"Clang!"
The sword fell to the ground. Qin Huairou stared at the peach branch in the corner, her vision gradually becoming blurry.
I don’t know what the heartless person is thinking?
The three-day period will come tomorrow, and there is not even a message. How can we teach people to relax?
Besides, how easy is it to raise ten thousand gold in three days?
After being in a daze for a long time, Qin Huairou seemed to have made some decision and jumped to the top of the wall. Her direction was the Qin family's ancestral temple!
…
Some people wet their eyes for him, but he was still being discussed by everyone in the flower house.
Is he Xia Shang or Xia Chunqiu?
"In the Xia, Spring and Autumn Period, people from the capital heard about Yangzhou's beautiful landscapes and visited here. It was not the Xia and Shang Dynasty that you and others said."
Xia Shang stood up amidst everyone's discussion. He didn't want to reveal his identity. It was because Xia Shang's identity was too harsh and the purpose of his trip was to find out information, so it was better to hide his identity.
Fortunately, although Xia Shang's reputation is great, very few people have actually met Xia Shang.
Of course, Ouyang Changhao is a special case.
This guy has been pursuing Qin Huairou for five years. Once upon a time, he was a frequent visitor to the Qin family, and Qin Huairou was quite fond of him.
At that time, Ouyang Changhao regarded Qin Huairou as his own woman. Who would have thought that Xia Shang would come out halfway and snatch his lover away with lightning speed?
Because of this incident, Ouyang Changhao almost fought with Xia Shang. How could he not be familiar with Xia Shang's appearance and voice?
He is obviously Xia and Shang, but he calls himself Xia Chunqiu!
"Xia Shang! Stop pretending to be a ghost here!"
How could a little minion affect Xia Shang's aura?
Looking at Ouyang Changhao, he pretended to be surprised and saluted: "Brother, I'm afraid you and I may have some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding?! Okay! Then tell me, was it you who composed the previous poem?"
In Ouyang Changhao's eyes, Xia Shang was a complete second-generation ancestor, worthless and unable to speak a single sentence clearly, let alone a poem.
"The poem is indeed not written by someone Xia."
Unexpectedly, Xia Shang admitted it so easily, which surprised Ouyang Changhao: "Just admit it!"
Faced with doubts, Xia Shang politely signaled to the literati from all over the world: "My previous poems were no more than what the boy behind me said casually, so I didn't take them seriously."
"WTF?!"
"Written by a book boy?"
"You just said it casually!"
Damn it!
If a casual remark from a bookboy from the capital city can win the first prize among the literati, then where can the old faces of the literati from Yangzhou City be put?!
It doesn’t matter whether it’s Xia, Shang or Xia, Chunqiu!
Saying this is a pure provocation!
"You, you, you... you are so good at speaking arrogant words that a book boy's poems can compare with mine? You must be using other people's works to deceive us!"
"That's right! Is there anyone left in Yichun Yuan? Blow this villain out quickly!"
I didn't expect that the scene would turn out like this. The girl on the stage was also very distressed. After hesitating for a long time, she said: "Please be patient, everyone. What you said is all just speculation. If this Mr. Xia is really a deceitful person,
Senior, how about letting him compose a poem now?"
"Okay! That's it!"
"But there are conditions. He said that a young scholar can compose such a masterpiece. Doesn't he himself have an astonishing talent? I guess he can compose one in just a cup of tea, right?"
To make a cup of tea, you have to compose a poem? This is already an extremely difficult task for everyone present. Under normal circumstances, no one would accept such harsh conditions.
When Xia Shang heard this request, he not only thought of Cao Zhi's story of writing a poem in seven steps, but also thought that the world would be nothing without Cao Zhi. Should he imitate the sage and pretend to be a B?
Think about it or forget it, he is really not suitable for doing such boring things at his age.
He shrugged and spread his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid Xia will disappoint you all."
"Ha! As expected!"
"Those who deceive the world and steal reputation."
"Those who seek fame and reputation."
When Xia Shang said no, everyone present screamed happily, as if they were rolling on the woman's belly. But before they could laugh out loud, Xia Shang continued:
"Although I can't compose poetry, I can add some of the shortcomings of Miss Xian'er's music."
Everyone was stunned and said they heard wrongly.
"What did you say? Point out Miss Xian'er's shortcomings?"
This is a big joke!
Miss Xian'er's music has been witnessed by all, and the way everyone was so mesmerized just now is still vivid in their minds. If this is not enough, it is simply unacceptable!
"What are those old teapots sitting idle over there doing? Why don't you come over and drag this madman out! Don't disturb Miss Xian'er's interest!"
Several turtle males were busy at the door, and when they suddenly heard a cry, they hurriedly hid the candied fruits in their hands and came over aggressively.
Everyone in the room was filled with hatred for Xia Shang. It didn't matter that he was talking nonsense here. Just don't make Miss Xian'er angry.
Unexpectedly, not only was Miss Xianer not angry, but a pleasant voice came from upstairs: "Stop! Let him speak, Xianer is all ears." (To be continued)