Xuan Ming directly found the private room where Su Yetong was, and saw that she was writing next to the bookcase, poked her head to take a look, and saw a large piece of rice paper spread on the bookcase. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I am a madman in Chu, Feng Ge laughs at Kong Qiu.

This line of Li Bai's pride was written in cursive script by the night, and the brushstrokes are arbitrary.

The last stroke fell, put the brush on the inkstone, lifted the two corners of the rice paper with his hands, and stayed away from the observation a little.

Xuan Ming has never seen anyone write calligraphy so wildly, but there is a different kind of pride and freedom in this madness.

It is said that words are like people, and she is good at calligraphy, does it mean that her nature is as chic and wanton as this word?

Although he doesn't particularly understand the meaning of these two poems, it must be a good poem in combination with the mood of the night.

In the spirit of not being ashamed to ask, Xuan Ming coughed lightly and asked a little embarrassedly: "What artistic conception does this poem represent......

I was blowing the ink on the paper all night, and I heard Xuan Ming ask a little stupidly, glanced at him, but he didn't sell anything, and his voice was lazy, "The meaning of this poem is not difficult to understand, to put it more plainly, I am a person who is in love with the landscape, and I should try not to provoke this officialdom." ”

In fact, in this poem, Li Bai compares himself with Lu Tong, expressing his dissatisfaction with politics, and wants to visit famous mountains and live a secluded life like Lu Tong.

He was a human being in two lives, and he was in different continents of time and space, and it was not good for him to tell Xuan Ming in detail the real dynasties and allusions to the characters involved in the poems, so he told Xuan Ming the meaning of the poems in a more vernacular way.

But Xuan Ming listened carefully to his heart, and couldn't help but think of the case being investigated, and the clues pointed directly to the palace.

It seems that Xiao Xiao'er is really resistant to the palace in her heart, and she said it when she was in the lobby just now, but what should I do......

Just like what Su Yeyu said, he really can't get rid of the palace in his life......

Resisting the palace also means resisting Huangquan, yes, since I met Su Yelu, I have never felt the gap between her status and inferiority.

She is like treating everyone equally, she does not bully in the face of weakness, does not bow her head in front of power, and always feels so indifferent.

Although sometimes I am naughty and do some ridiculous things, but don't I just like this and chase after it?!

Since Xiao Xiaoer wants to live a quiet life of indulging in mountains and rivers, satisfaction is!

After a small psychological activity, Xuan Ming no longer bothered with those small thoughts, a warm smile appeared on his sculptural delicate and handsome face, and he reached out to take the pair of words from his hand.

"Xiao Xiao'er, who wrote this poem? Is it Xiao Xiao'er?" Xuan Ming's voice was also as warm as the smile on his face.

This person snatched it while she was concentrating on her masterpiece, and wanted to reach out to get it back, but the height gap was large, and he was afraid that the paper would be torn in the process of snatching, so he had to give up all night.

Anyway, I haven't paid much attention to it, Xuan Ming, this guy is really tall! The original owner of this body is about 1.7 meters tall, compared to whether it is male or female in this cloud country, he is considered a relatively tall person, and because of this, there is no pressure to pretend to be a man.

And Xuan Ming is even taller than himself with a head and half a neck, and it is about 1.8 meters tall, or even taller.

Suddenly, he felt that he was in front of Xuan Ming, and he felt a little lacking in momentum, and it felt really bad to be stared at.

"It's Li Bai. "I didn't have a good airway in the night.

Who is Li Bai?

It stands to reason that the person who can make such a famous sentence must be a famous poet in Xiaoyu Yunguo and even the entire Yunluo Continent, but Xuan Ming has never heard of this person at all?

"Don't be curious, he is a hermit saint, and he doesn't want to set foot in the world, and I got this verse by accident, so it's not surprising that you don't know. Su Yelu saw Xuan Ming's doubts, and then broke it.

Lord Shixian, forgive me for my nonsense!

"Since that's the case, I will definitely frame this painting and treasure it!" Xuan Ming knew that it was not good to continue to ask, and the conversation changed.

"If you want it, take it! It's not a masterpiece anyway. "Look at Xuan Ming's rarity, even if you don't give it, it's not a valuable thing, just give it, just write a pair when you feel it, I thought about it all night.

I still don't know, in the next few days, I didn't have time to mention calligraphy anymore, and this character has become the most precious treasure in Xuan Ming's heart, even if Yun Yi wants to buy it at a sky-high price later, Xuan Ming resolutely refuses to sell it.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the private room door.

He hurriedly said, "Please come in." ”

It seems that the dishes are ready, and the voice of the night can't help but be excited, and the face is full of excitement.

Xuan Ming was a little puzzled as to why Su Yelu had such an expression.

The door opened, and Honghong smiled and pushed the door in, still holding a plate of vegetables in her hand.

As Honghong walked in, there were several domestic servants, also serving plates of dishes in their hands.

After the servant had set the dishes on the table, he hurried out, walking in a hurry, as if he had not been able to avoid something.

Honghong closed the door with her backhand and glanced at the night with a smirk.

He winked at her quickly. Then he said to Xuan Ming: "Lord Wang, the food is ready, come and eat!" There was a strange light in his eyes.

Xuan Ming carefully rolled the calligraphy and paintings, tied them with silk threads, and then walked to the seat opposite Su Yelu and sat down.

Honghong made a bowl of rice for each of them, and then went back to the bookcase to pass the time by herself.

I want to ask Honghong why she didn't eat with them? One is that her identity is not suitable, and the other is that she doesn't want to eat those horrible dishes and make herself tumble......

Su Yelu raised his sleeves and poured a glass of wine for Xuan Ming, looked at the dishes on the table, and was very satisfied, thinking that Honghong had done a good job.

In fact, there are not many dishes, just four dishes and one soup.

But these four dishes and one soup, but they were carefully arranged for Xuan Ming all night, who let him peep into his bath, and he was like a chewing gum all day long!

"The prince has a noble status, and he should rarely eat some mountain delicacies and game, so I will let the prince try this meal, if you don't eat it, you won't give face!"

The dishes on the table exude a strong aroma and bright colors, and it looks like you can't help but have an appetite.

At that moment, Xuan Ming no longer paid attention to any manners, his index finger moved, and he first put down his chopsticks towards the nearest dish in front of him.

The dish in front of him looks a bit like fried shredded pork with green peppers, but it doesn't feel like it when you put it in your mouth and chew it, but the taste is very fragrant and crispy, and after swallowing it in a hurry, Xuan Ming took two more chopsticks and sent the rice to his mouth.