Chapter 1004: Should It Be or Shouldn't
"It's a balance. At that time, there were business travelers and journalists. When you're right, there will be soldiers waiting to catch you. I got a few big mouths. Yesterday I called someone to investigate, and I died. Six honor guard soldiers, as long as they are not in the main hall of Lin'an City, even if they die six hundred people, they deserve it!"
Yang Yuanliang's heart was much more comfortable. This matter has been weighing on his heart. It's just that yesterday's painting was too concentrated and forgot. Yang Yuanliang yawned again. "Dude, I'm really sleepy today, I'm going tomorrow morning. Okay?"
"Okay, let's say so!"
"Leave a quick meal!"
"No, I'm not going back, they'll take my poems out!" Yang Yuanliang yelled at Gu Yuyuan like a rabbit. He shook his head, he was a thief. Boat, can you go down on your own?
After dinner, Yang Yuanliang lay in bed and screamed until 5 p.m. After washing, Yang Yuanliang began to sit at the table and paint.
"What kind of craftsman is Xiang Gong?" Wu Lanxiang didn't dare to speak loudly. Wang Qiuping, who was leaning on the bed, whispered. Wang Qiuping turned his head to look at Yang Yuanliang. "I don't know my father-in-law, and I don't know who has studied Luban. In short, it's good not to drink without a big game!"
"It's not too late, go to bed!" In the middle of the night, Yang Yuanliang was still revising the drawings. Due to the different eras, the machines in the book could not be used to make hard copies. Yang Yuanliang, a simple brown sugar chemical purifier, has already done it. Now I get a big sugar cane press.
"You should go to bed first!" I will wait for the modification of this bearing part!" Yang Yuanliang didn't lift it up. Under the dim oil lamp, he picked up the charcoal he had made and carefully revised his drawings.
"It's time to go to public, you have to go to the Linglong Poetry Society tomorrow!" Wang Qiuping couldn't sleep. After waiting for a while, he called Yang Yuanliang again. Yang Yuanliang put down the pen and ink, took a sip of tea, washed it off, and got into bed. A minute later, I was excited.
"What's wrong with the little color embryo today?" Wu Lanxiang shook Yang Yuanliang, Yang Yuanliang did not react, Wu Lanxiang was very disappointed, Wang Qiuping comforted: "Xianggong is really tired, don't throw him away recently." ”
After taking a bath in the morning, Yang Yuanliang followed behind Wu Lanxiang and Wang Qiuping, got into a carriage, and walked towards the Linglong Poetry Society. In the bumpy carriage, Yang Yuanliang remembered Wang Qiuping and remembered a very important thing. "We only counted four people in the car, what if I got robbed on the road?"
"The security work of the 94 Patrol in Lin'an is the best place in the whole city. We were sitting in a wonderful carriage. Who would dare to come and ask for trouble?" Wang Qiuping's words, Yang Yuanliang did not listen.
In the past, Yang Yuanliang's travel was safe for hundreds of people. Now, if there are four people, if they are assassinated and cry, they will be too late. They immediately said, "When I make money, I'll have to ask a few more nursing homes." ”
After coming to the Linglong Poetry Society, Yang Yuanliang saw it. It's really scary. In the backyard, while playing, waiting for him, there were more than a hundred people. It looks like a black pressure. Gu Yuyuan saw Yang Yuanliang coming, and hurriedly walked over. Come and shout, "Let's see who's coming!"
"Yuan Liangxiong, you're here!"
"Of course, a talented man!"
"Come on, please come in, Yuan Liangxiong!" We're ready to accept more gifts!"
Yang Yuanliang didn't know what was going on, and was pushed into the small pavilion in the backyard by a genius like Gu Yuyuan and him. Today a small table was placed in this pavilion and it was filled with stationery.
Fragrant orchids, ivory brushes, old paper from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, ink cartridges that Yang Yuanliang didn't know but would never break, and other messy things piled up.
"Yang Yuanliang, this is a gift from everyone, maybe you don't know yet, we gave you a nickname, poem!" Yang Yuanliang listened to his music, the poem was written by Li Bai, not his Yang Yuanliang, so he shook his head and waved his hand: "I can't afford this nickname!"
"Yuan Liangxiong is so humble!"
"If you can't afford it, who will?"
"You're a fairy, what's your poem?"
Yang Yuanliang's hand was even more powerful. He hurriedly said: "Everyone's kindness is my heart, but I don't dare to take it."
"Why don't you take Wu Hu to the 50 states outside the Guanwai?" Please wait for Linglong Court. If a scholar has a book, then his poetry is praised. ”
"Yuan Liangxiong's poems are very good!"
"A man's ambition, no doubt!"
"I love this poem. You can copy it when you get home!"
Gu Yuyuan also couldn't stop laughing. This poem really touched his heart, but Gu Yuyuan's sister was unwilling. Yang Yuanliang and her heart were weak, the melody of the water came out, she was punched hard, and she saw Yang Yuanliang. Really talented, so I married a woman and went to look for a job.
"I don't know Yuan Liang's brother, can you sing the song of your daughter's family?"
"He has a good water voice, and he can sing a good word!"
"Young Master Yang will definitely be able to say it well!"
Seeing this veiled woman, with many talented women, Yang Yuanliang shook his head again, Gu Yuting is nicknamed Fairy, the same as his own name, he is a little older than Yang Yuanliang, almost twenty-seven years old, and the advantage of his whole body is only a shortcoming.
It was her face disfigured, wearing a black veil all day, she was disfigured unwillingly, but there was an assassination, her husband and children died, this sad past, the whole city knew, but no one could easily mention it.
Yang Yuanliang once lifted the veil and saw her true content. This is not Wang Qiuping's protection. She had already been killed by the guards. She naturally knows her powers.
"Now that the word fairy has been opened, I will speak in the language of my childhood. If there's anything wrong, please let the fairy point it out!" Yang Yuanliang said that generosity is decent, and the people around him want to hear what Yang Yuanliang can say. The water singer said that Yang Yuanliang did this, and some people were skeptical.
The poem is a vow that is difficult to read, the words are particularly difficult to read, and the body is slightly real, but not fluent; If it is written far away, then it is not clear, it is necessary to collect secrets, to use one meaning of things, all in sentences, for the best.
It is easier to compose a poem on the spot than to compose a poem on the spot, but it does not rule out the case of flashes. A good word can be ground several times before it is formed. Yang Yuanliang said that when he was a teenager, he used to give speeches. Everyone thinks he has a ghost in his heart. Just read it, listen to it, and dispel most of your doubts.
Everyone listened to Yang Yuanliang's thoughts: "It's raining, it's cold and cut, it's late to go to Longting, and it's raining early." "The door is empty, nostalgic, the blue ship is ruined. The tears in my eyes were silent. Walking thousands of miles of smoke, the depths of the sky are vast.
Love has been hurt since ancient times, parting, and it is refreshing in autumn. Where is the wine waking up today, Yangliuyuan, Xiaofeng waning moon. It's going to be a good year. There are thousands of styles of people who say that. ”
When everyone was still relishing, Yang Yuanliang said a few tears: "I came from the northwest to eat and eat, it's really not easy. After a hangover, I wrote the word with affection. I don't know if I can't get into the fairy's eyes!"
The reborn immortal is young
The reborn immortal is young