Chapter 981: Similar
Ran Min established a dynasty called Dawu, and unified the whole world. This was followed by three desert uprisings similar to the fall of the Tang Dynasty. This was a disaster for the Panzhen brigade, and the Dawu King A Dynasty was destroyed.
After that, the Chinese and Albanian people returned to Qunxiong for many years, followed by the Leng people in the north, the Caucasian people in the west, and the Great Chen Taimei Emperor a hundred years ago established this country, and the Yellow River and the Leng Dynasty in the north were separated by more than 50 years. The culture of science and technology was similar to that of the Song Dynasty, and the Yuan Dynasty was light and warlike.
"Why are you sleeping here?" Yang Yuanliang yawned when he saw his cheap wife, Wang Qiuping. I loved the afternoon sun and the beaches in the Maldives!"
"Did you do it on purpose? Or do you want to drink water?" Wang Qiuping didn't know, as long as there was sunshine in her heart, the Maldives would have it, of course, if she wanted Yang Yuanliang to make fun of him, her eyes would burst into flames!
"It's cool here! It's so boring at home!" Yang Yuanliang blurted out, regretting. He really didn't want to drink anymore. Soon, the speaker explained.
"Cool, cool, other places, many female relatives can't lie down until the adults come to the backyard!" Yang Yuanliang shook his head, laughed, rolled up the mat, and played with the fans. Wang Qiuping has been depressed since the corpse was killed that day.
It backfired, but Yang Guowei saw it clearly, although Wang Qiuping couldn't find a big place to kill Yang Yuanliang, but he and Wang Qiuping's pursuers couldn't escape.
If Yang Yuanliang died, he would have a better identity and a more talented suitor who wanted to marry Wang Qiuping, Wang Qiuping would definitely remarry. If Yang Yuanlian.
Longing for tears, Yang Yuanliang screamed, forcing himself to swell. He complained to Gorou and said, "I'm not going today." I know how you and Wang Qiuping left!"
Although the Dacheng Dynasty did not have the exaggerated discipline of the Song Dynasty, it was impossible for an adult woman to go to places such as poetry attics without a husband.
Ordinary people have it, but Lao Wang often masters etiquette. If one of his granddaughters goes to those places, the linguists will know tomorrow, and I'm afraid he'll be impeached.
"I'll give you face, you don't have face, do you?" Wu Lanxiang rolled up her sleeves, scared him to the bed, sat on Yang Yuanliang, skillfully dressed Yang Yuanliang three times, skillfully wrapped Yang Yuanliang's ears, and then took him out of the room.
"Good man, different women's competition, hello! I play, but he!" Wang Qiuping got up very early today. Although she dresses up as a woman, she hasn't lost much of her taste. Yang Yuanliang sat in a carriage with him and saw his heart rippling. He asked Wu Lanxiang next to him: "Do you see any grass on my head?"
"What's wrong with you, you're just me, how can there be grass?" Yang Yuanliang touched his head, feeling sad in his heart, and muttered: "I think I have touched a grassland." ”
Now Yang Yuanliang can only be emotional, which husband wants 32 silver, give my wife to the club and wait for the man to recite poetry The right thing, through the conscience of Yang Zhuangyuan in the East and the West, this senior has done a lot of such things, because his wife went once He had to pay.
The fine poetry loft is a large building on the fifth floor. When Yang Yuanliang entered the poetry attic, he looked at it. Regardless of the blind date in the afterlife, the ladies and sons in the attic were all dressed beautifully.
The ground floor is where visitors are received, and this is the staff of the Poetry Attic. Identity checks are carried out on the ground floor. The second floor is a place to eat and rest in the tea house. The third floor is a place to dance and make ink. The fourth floor is the attic of the library, and the fifth floor is where guests can go.
But today, Yang Yuanliang and his wife are in a large backyard that covers a large area. There are all kinds of pavilions, rockery ponds, and the backyard is full of literati.
More than 30 talented beauties, whether you or I occasionally say, writing, playing the violin, playing a set, it's no big deal, the only big deal is Yang Yuanliang.
Almost all the people here are Wang Qiuping. They also gave her a gentlemanly poet. Yang Yuanliang didn't know the strength of his cheap wife. He is the original Da A of the high season, the human organism of the high season, and the ability to appreciate poetry is limited.
You have to ask Yang Yuanliang how to use Yuan Da A during the garbage season, and how to play Yuan Da. Yang Yuanliang can speak for three days and three nights, but there is no one here to communicate with him. What he conveys is a blizzard.
"Okay, a group of people surrounded her, men and women, are not afraid of cheating!" Yang Yuanliang sat in the shade of the willows in the pond, and I could see Wang Qiuping in the pavilion, making a pot of tea, and drinking it alone.
"There was no air conditioning, there were a lot of people and it was hot under the trees. After sitting for a while, Yang Yuanliang was sweating profusely. He didn't understand why these talented and beautiful women were not so popular in the world.
Big brother, this is the first time I've come, are you free? When Yang Yuanliang saw his tree, a beautiful child of fifteen or sixteen years old suddenly came and asked himself.
"Free, what do you have?" Yang Yuanliang was empty egg hurt, all he cared about was that someone asked him to come down, and the child sat here, and then mysteriously took out a piece of rice paper in his arms and said to Yang Yuanliang: "Brother Taiwan, have you seen how I wrote this song about the moon?"
"I won't, I'll accompany you!" The child was disappointed and muttered: "Brother National Taiwan University, look, it's my first time here!" As soon as the child got lost here, Yang Yuanliang stood up and shouted: "Wang Qiuping!"
Wang Qiuping is holding the moon in the stars at the moment. He couldn't see many handwritten poems and lyrics, but he didn't hear Yang Yuanliang call him, disturbing his Yaxing, and replied sadly: "What's the problem with calling me?"
Yang Yuanliang pointed to the dancing boy beside him. If this brother has anything to say, you can help him see it. When Wang Qiuping heard that Dangyuan was doing ink, her heart burned a lot.
The child standing next to Yang Yuanliang opened his mouth and said, "Are you a big disciple who doesn't learn or ghosts?"
Yang Yuan's embarrassment was good, but he nodded and said, "If he doesn't have two husbands, you mean me." After a certain answer, the child stood up angrily. Witty is shameful.
"Say it out loud, listen!" Competing poems are generally divided into two situations, one is that a well-respected intermediary has a problem, that is, two people write a poem within a set time.
The other is Yang Yuanliang. Which Shang dynasty is still a big question, and then he writes poems. Yang Yuanliang pointed to the field chicken in the pond and smiled at the corner of his mouth. It's just a few of you, don't you laugh at me? Is it like a toad? Today we're going to take this frog as our problem and write poetry well!"
"It's very vulgar, how can a frog write poetry!"
"What is vulgar and under the big!"
"Fashionable scoundrels! They can only sell ugly clothes and make people laugh. ”
There were whispers everywhere, and Wang Qiuping's face was as red as an apple. No one has written anything like a frog in his poems. Even if he wanted to write, he could only write a poem of a low level.
You can't argue, even if you want to compete, you have to change a problem. Look at this willow tree is very good!" Wang Qiuping did not want to deceive herself.
Gu Qiyuan didn't want Yang Yuanliang to humiliate himself. While a few people were arguing, he met his sister and the prince, and everyone went upstairs to salute them.
Gu Qiyuan stood at the back of the crowd and said, "I think the poets are responsible for what they say. It's best to ask a question from below. Let's play the game together and add a little elegance!"