At first, Xia Hanqing really didn't take this bet seriously.

Although she Xia Hanqing is not a great writer who writes poems, she has memorized 300 Tang poems, and it is not a trivial matter to write a few poems casually in this different world? Although the theme of this poem is determined by the other party, this is not a big problem at all. After all, there are too many alternatives, and if she doesn't add more restrictions, she won't know how to choose, after all, there are too many good poems!

Hey, hey, hey.

In the first game, Xia Hanqing and Luo Jiutian won by luck, and the landlord was responsible for writing poems. Xia Hanqing remembered the more than 20 people gathered under the building before, and he was very malicious in using "fans" as a proposition - not to mention the extended meaning of fans, just the fans themselves, this landlord may not have seen it, right?

When the landlord heard Xia Hanqing's theme, his face remained unchanged, he walked to the bookcase to lay out paper and ink, picked up the pen, and wrote a five-character quatrain in a moment.

Xia Hanqing looked at it and immediately exclaimed: "Good poetry!"

Good poetry is strange, the whole poem is twenty words, and she knows a total of nine words. If you can't even read it, how can you know if the poem is well written?

It's true that the handwriting is good.

The landlord smiled without saying a word, returned to the round table, and continued to play long cards with everyone.

In the second game, Xia Hanqing and Luo Jiutian were defeated by the landlord, and the landlord asked Xia Hanqing to compose a poem with the title of moonlight. Xia Hanqing looked at the slender brush, and decided to let Luo Jiutian go out: "You come to write poems." ”

Luo Jiutian writes a good hand, but if he wants to write poetry, he really doesn't have that ability. He pinched the brush and asked Xia Hanqing: "What kind of poem do you write?"

Xia Hanqing felt that this theme should not be too simple! The great poets of the Tang Dynasty liked the moon, and the moon shadow and moonlight moon were full and lacking, all of which were images that poets liked. Among the ancient poems that Xia Hanqing has learned, one-tenth is related to the moon!

Luo Jiutian didn't put down the pen, and the best wolf dipped himself in ink and hung on the inkstone: "Bright moonlight in front of the bed?"

What kind of poem is this?

Luo Jiutian is not an earthman after all, and it is understandable that he doesn't know the famous poems of the poets, Xia Hanqing immediately recited the full text: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown!"

The pen flowed, and Luo Jiutian quickly wrote twenty words on paper.

When the landlord saw it, he smiled slightly and invited Xia Hanqing to go back and continue to play cards. The little maid couldn't hold back, and muttered, "Isn't this Miss Wang's poem?"

The sound is not loud, and ordinary people can't hear it at all. But Xia Hanqing is not an ordinary person, she hears the subtle sounds clearly.

To be honest, at that moment, it was very embarrassing. The blood on her face hits the capillaries, the cerebral cortex, everything that can make her feel ashamed.

This is called crossing in a precedent, the first to open the road, the last to go in all directions, the first to plant trees, the last to enjoy the shade.

The first to write poems, the last to ......

The coolness of the after.

Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic at all!

Xia Hanqing stabilized himself and decided to rely on his own level to win. That is, peeping and cheating, opening and looking at cards, and never losing again......

After playing a few games of cards, it is not easy to watch the landlord write poems. Xia Hanqing took the initiative to come up and wanted to enjoy the landlord's music, but I didn't know if it was okay.

The landlord was very face-saving, arranged for the maid to take off the pipa, and gave Xia Hanqing a pipa solo.

If there is no poem named by Miss Wang in the front, Xia Hanqing wants to send the landlord a song "Pipa Xing".

Now, it's a pity.

The food in the more vulgar building was good, and the wine was good. Xia Hanqing just mentioned "I'm a little hungry", and the landlord immediately arranged it properly, and good wine and food were sent into the building.

Because the specifications of the meals are too high, Xia Hanqing doubts again and again whether the money he brings is enough to spend, and he doesn't know if he supports swiping dishes to pay.

Xia Hanqing originally thought that this room had a bed and a table, and the meal was designated here, but he didn't expect that there would be a separate room for dinner. In the bamboo-themed room, the three walls are all upholstered in bamboo, with oil paint drawings on them, connected to a landscape painting, and the only white wall is also hung with framed poems, sometimes decorated with emerald bamboo. Bamboo chairs with backrests are placed around the dining table, which is made of bamboo, and the table top is octagonal, but only four bamboo chairs are placed around it. The space is spacious and not crowded. Bamboo or imitation bamboo lamps were lit in seven or eight places, and the whole room was brightly lit, allowing Xia Hanqing to see the eyelashes on the landlord's face.

To be honest, living in this kind of bamboo room, Xia Hanqing is still a little panicked, after all, dry bamboo can be burned quickly!

When she was very young, she helped her grandfather make a fire, and she knew that some wood was easy to ignite and some wood was not easy to ignite. I don't know if it's wood, it's especially easy to ignite, and if you crack a few times, it will catch fire!

Of course, since people dare to make this kind of room, they will not stupidly ignore those safety hazards. It must be a daily investigation, and there is no need for Xia Hanqing to worry about it.

When eating, it was still the landlord with a maid, but this time the maid was changed, and she looked average.

It brings out the beauty of the landlord more and more.

Xia Hanqing chose the dishes he wanted to eat on the table, and at first he was very cautious, he had to choose the dishes he had eaten, and he didn't just take the risk of picking up those ingredients that he had never seen. After tasting the taste, the range of choices was much larger, and in the end, she tasted all the dishes on the table. It's an exaggeration to say that every dish is delicious, but the overall level is definitely top-notch.

From beginning to end, Xia Hanqing ate very happily.

The water color is not very happy.

He is invisible, people can't see him, and he doesn't dare to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, for fear of scaring people to death. So, at the moment, he can't eat it.

After eating, Xia Hanqing was a little tired, she looked at Luo Jiutian: "Go back?"

"How hard it is to go back, you're here, sleep here?"

Sleep here?

Xia Hanqing thought of the bed in the landlord's house, but it was not small, the key landlord was not selling his art!

I didn't hear what Shui Se said, but I saw the hesitation in Xia Hanqing's eyes. The landlord was so understanding, he immediately understood what Xia Hanqing meant, and immediately asked, "Do you want to stay overnight?"

"Yes. Xia Hanqing nodded, everyone has proposed it, then she will enjoy a full set of services!

Guests do not stay in the owner's room, but there is a private room on the first floor for guests. Of course, there is only one bed. There is no doubt that Xia Hanqing and Luo Jiutian slept together, and Shui Se found a cool place to stay by himself.

After Xia Han washed up, he lay on the bed very calmly, waiting for Luo Jiutian to come over and sleep. However, when she saw the back of Luo Jiutian sitting at the table taking medicine, she was shocked.

It seems that Luo Jiutian's illness is about to be cured?

For a long time, she relied on Luo Jiutian to "have to be a gentleman", and she never took sharing a bed seriously. Anyway, we will live a lifetime in the future, and it doesn't matter if we sleep together early.

But, however, sleeping together is not the same as sleeping together!

If Luo Jiutian's body had been cured, the situation would have been different......

However, she has always slept like this, if she waits for Luo Jiutian's health to get better, will she propose to sleep in separate beds again, will it be too deliberate?

How do you feel like you've dug yourself a hole?

Xia Hanqing was very distressed.

And I thought to myself, should I have some plan for sleeping together, for example, at least insist on returning to Earth first, or rather, hold on until the end of the year of departure?

If it is the latter, then it will be impossible for her to return to Earth, and even if she holds a child in her arms, it will not be a big deal!

After Luo Jiutian drank the medicine, gargled his mouth and stripped to bed, Xia Hanqing tilted his head and asked him how much it would cost to be entertained this time?

They don't understand the rules here, and they had a lot of fun with the landlord tonight, and it would be funny if they didn't have the money to settle the bill tomorrow.

Luo Jiutian was also the first time to come to this kind of building, where did he know the consumption level here, he could only comfort Xia Hanqing and tell her not to worry, the money was definitely enough.

"How much money do you have? Where did you get it?"

Xia Hanqing had great doubts about this question.

Most of their money was taken from Lao Zhang's hand that time, and Xia Hanqing thought that there was only a bag of silver at that time, but later he learned that Luo Jiutian had hidden a lot of silver tickets. However, Lao Zhang is just an inconspicuous person in the village, even if he is related to the Dark Incense Pavilion, there is no reason to come up with this seemingly inexhaustible money!

"This is what the Dark Incense Pavilion gave me. Luo Jiutian explained to Xia Hanqing, and seeing the suspicion in Xia Hanqing's eyes, he added: "It's not Lao Zhang." ”

There are a lot of people in the Dark Incense Pavilion, and when they were in Autumn View City, they also met the new and old generations of pavilion masters. Luo Jiutian said that it was not Lao Zhang, it could be anyone from the Dark Incense Pavilion.

However......

"When did it happen, why didn't I know?" Xia Hanqing stared at Luo Jiutian's eyes, and Luo Jiutian said very calmly: "When you were asleep." ”

Oh.

Xia Hanqing turned over and didn't ask any more.

Luo Jiutian extinguished the lights, and the room was darkened. There was a commotion in the distance, but it didn't affect the two of them. Holding Xia Hanqing in his arms, Xia Hanqing fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Xia Hanqing gently removed Luo Jiutian's hand, got up from the bed, and found the silver ticket she had found by relying on her perception in Luo Jiutian's clothes, and then put it in her pocket.

Keep sleeping.

Luo Jiutian hugged Xia Hanqing into his arms again.

After dawn, Luo Jiutian shouted to Xia Hanqing to get up. Xia Hanqing rubbed his eyes, put on his clothes and shoes, and followed Luo Jiutian to wash up in a daze. The owner's independent small building is fully functional, and you don't need to go far to achieve your basic needs - the small building itself has a small kitchen, and it is possible to make soup or stir-fry. But the table of dishes that Xia Hanqing tasted last night was still prepared in the big kitchen of the more vulgar building.

After washing, Xia Hanqing pondered, did he check out and leave?

With a silver ticket in his arms, Xia Hanqing decided to load a large sum!

Go upstairs first and look for the beautiful landlord from last night.

There was still a maid guarding the door of the landlord, and when he saw Xia Hanqing and Luo Jiutian, he didn't stop him or go in to report, but directly stretched out his hand to invite the two of them into the room.

Xia Hanqing walked in and saw the landlord sitting at the desk by the windowsill, painting.

The extremely delicate gongbi painting is Luo Jiutian.

But it's not Luo Jiutian.

The person on the painting, Xia Hanqing could recognize him as Luo Jiutian at a glance, but when he looked closely, he found that he was just like a god.

Thinking about it again, I was stunned again.

Luo Jiutian was wearing a mask, and like her, he covered his true face.

For so many days, she had become accustomed to Luo Jiutian as a disguise, but the deeper impression in her mind was naturally his true face.

This landlord should not have seen Luo Jiutian's true face. However, in a painting, using the image of Luo Jiutian now, Xia Hanqing saw Luo Jiutian before the disguise.

This shows that although the landlord has not seen through the disguise, he has already seen Luo Jiutian's "spirit". There is a saying that it is difficult to draw dragons and tigers, but what the landlord paints is precisely what is hidden under the flesh and blood.

It is not true to say that the landlords in the more vulgar buildings are very affectionate!

The landlord had already finished painting, and when he saw Xia Hanqing, he just nodded in greeting, and didn't even say hello, but concentrated on painting. Xia Hanqing didn't care, just watched the landlord put aside the painting under his hand and washed the pen with clean water himself.

It's a bit similar to Xia Hanqing's previous painting in the Propaganda Department.

Xia Hanqing didn't disturb the landlord, and the landlord didn't deliberately delay the time, hung the pen after washing, wiped his hands with a cloth towel, and then finally bowed to Xia Hanqing: "Is it good for the guests to rest at night?"

Pretty good.

Touching the ticket in his pocket, Xia Hanqing nodded: "I'm fine, are you okay?"

"Thank you for your concern. The landlord smiled on his face, soft, and good-looking: "Are the guests leaving?"

"Well, gotta go, I'll check out. Xia Hanqing didn't rush to pay for it, but asked clearly: "How much is this?"

At the same time, he added: "Is this painting for sale?"

Luo Jiutian, painted by the owner of this building, is very divine, and Xia Hanqing herself can't reach this level, so she wants to "collect" this painting.

The landlord didn't mention the money, but walked to the cabinet against the wall, opened a drawer, took out a box from it, and held it in front of Xia Hanqing and Luo Jiutian.

At this moment, Xia Hanqing suddenly felt a little nervous, the owner of this building is good-looking, knowledgeable and talented, and he paints Luo Jiutian so well, he can see the essence through the appearance, is he in love with Luo Jiutian?

Luo Jiutian holds a long sword in his hand, this is a Jianghu man who knows martial arts, and when he is with the landlord, he can write a beautiful love story!

Xia Hanqing now feels that this is a Pandora's box in the landlord's hand, and she doesn't want to know what is in it at all.

"Want to know what's in there?" said the landlord.

Again, don't want to know at all!

Xia Hanqing thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it.

The landlord sat on the round stool with a smile, put down the box, and slowly opened the box in his hand.

Its movements are like slow motion, and Xia Hanqing feels that this is deliberate.

The box opened a crack, and then, slowly and slowly, in the end, the entire lid was completely opened, Xia Hanqing looked up, and his mind was confused.

Why is this thing again?