There was once a beautiful boy fell in love with a woman in the painting, so he waited quietly outside the painting, no matter who to persuade, the persistent heart did not waver, slowly, the son experienced the baptism of wind and rain, the earth and stone wrapped him tightly, the son became a stone statue, but the child's waiting was not in vain, the woman in the painting really came out of the painting, but the girl only saw a stone statue, so she returned to the painting, even the soil and stone were finally moved, in an hour every day, but the girl walked out of the painting at the time of the staggered。 Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Childe likes portraits, but I don't know that girls can come out of paintings, and girls like stone statues, but I don't know that stone statues are Childe.

It seems that they need an iceman with the ability.

In the afternoon, "whoosh", a feathered arrow hit the bull's-eye.

People outside said that this Confucian student had tried to compete with Yi Fuyao, and what he lost was just strength.

In fact, this Confucian student himself knows that what he loses is talent, just like he told his two friends about his mastery skills and arithmetic skills, and in the end they were all blue.

"Lord Zhai, the guest has arrived. "Please. ”

The next generation brought in a younger humble Confucian scholar.

"Mr. Xue is in school, and he is polite at the end of his studies. "The people who came performed an ancient ritual according to the rules of Confucianism.

"Excuse me, Mr. is too humble, I don't know ...... Mr. Xue" "Mr. Xue, what you are looking for is my father, but my father travels far away and doesn't know the return date, so the father of the young life came to see Mr. Xue." "Well, let's skip the red tape and get straight to the point, I don't know if Uncle Lingzun has taught music arts." "I can't say anything about it, but I know a little bit about it. "In the next ninth uncle and Lingzun can be compared to the sub-eber, and now can you please listen to the meaning of my ninth uncle's piano rhyme." "Hmm...... Xiao Sheng asked. Why didn't Mr. Xue ask the other uncle himself?" "Uncle Jiu has a strange temper, if you don't play for you, you shouldn't listen to it, and it's even more wrong to eavesdrop." "Why is Mr. Xue still ......" "The sound of the piano is quite sad, I am really afraid that his old man will have any suffering, and it is not good to mention it to the younger generation, and it is not a way to be bored in my heart, I am afraid that Uncle Jiu will not be happy and uncomfortable for a long time, so I specially ask Mr. to help, and Mr. Wang must do his best." "Xiaosheng must do his best. "Thank you, please come to the guest room to rest first, and then invite him to come over when he is playing the piano." "Xiaosheng is waiting. ”

This Confucian scholar was taken down by his subordinates again.

Xue Xi stayed quietly in the room and pondered, thinking that the sound of the piano was really inexplicably terrifying, some of the servants had left out of fear, and he sounded like the ninth uncle's piano skills, could it be that it was really the ninth uncle...... Thinking of this, he was a little afraid to think about it.

"Lord. "A bold servant reported," a gentleman surnamed Ye came to visit, this is a greeting. ”

Xue Xi took a look, "Please." ”

A scribe was introduced.

"Lord Xue Zhai. "'Wenxia' Mr. Ye, I have admired him for a long time. "Where, Mr. Xue's name is like thunder. "What is the use of a 'bad Confucian' name?" "Zi said: People are noble but not expensive. Mr. is disgusting and kind, coupled with strict self-discipline and self-discipline, I think everyone gives the name of Mr. to promote the word 'Confucian', and the word 'evil' is just a powerful word attached to it. "Mr. is too flattering, I don't know what Mr. is doing when he comes to the Humble House?" "Mr. Xue can have a nineteen uncle and Mr. Ma Liangma, the 'magic pen', is it irreversible?" "Exactly." "Then Mr. Xue, can you see Uncle Ling Jiu now?" "Mr. Ye, please." ”

With that, Xue Xi stood up and led the way.

Ye Gong followed, all the way through the hall, to a beautiful place in the back, and entered dozens of steps, an elegant small house, saw Xue Zhai master open the exquisite door, one side of the body, let himself be advanced, then hugged his fist, and walked in first.

The living room is sunny but there is no one, and there is a picture of a beauty hanging on the wall in the middle, the beauty in the painting is more freehand, and directly opposite the beauty is a stone statue, and the posture is caressing Yaoqin.

"This Fu Yaoqin is the ninth uncle below. "Could this be the legend of the stone statues and portraits?" "But is it really as the legend says?" "At that time, I was still young, because my appearance was not favored by the elders in the family, and the person who cared the most about me was Uncle Jiu. I remember that for a while, Uncle Nine was always sullen, and he was always singing something in a low voice, and other elders in the clan made fun of Uncle Nine for singing love songs. At that time, I also asked in the next place, but Uncle Nine just didn't say it, and the most people in the family heard him say at that time were the three words 'Qin Lianhua', and everyone in the family thought it was the name of a woman that Uncle Nine liked. Later, one day I couldn't find Uncle Jiu, and I couldn't find it, only this stone statue and this portrait were found, but I don't know how the legend was passed on, let alone who passed it on. I don't know if Mr. Ye wants to ask Uncle Jiu to find Mr. Ma for Mr. Ye?" "Exactly, I found a letter in the relics of the late elder Xu Xu of the Xia Cong clan, and I guessed that I had been hesitant to send it before I was alive, so I wanted to find Mr. Ma and ask where this letter should be sent. Hey, the style of this portrait is very similar to that of Mr. Maleonn. "Oh? Could it be that Mr. Ma Liang made a portrait of Aunt Qin Lianhua for the ninth uncle below. "Wait, ...... this painting?" "How?" "Mr. Xue, please see, this painting seems to be a beauty, but it is actually a landscape painting, but the formation of the whole layout seems to be a beautiful woman, and ......" "What about it?" "There seem to be words in these leaf stems. "Really?" "Hey, dare to ask Mr. Xue how similar this stone statue is to Uncle Ling Jiu?" "Although it is a stone statue, it is at least ninety percent similar?

In the dead of night, the sound of the sad Yaoqin came from the elegant little house, and I don't know what Xue Xi felt when he heard it at this time, anyway, the two subordinates present were already a little trembling.

"What have you heard, sir?" "It's a kind of sorrow, a kind of sorrow that a literati can't write about madmen and can't sing. "Oh?" "Normally, if my father caresses out such a charm, there must be something missing, and the family will definitely go to look for it." "To see, to ask?", "But the charm should be ......", "What is it?", "The sorrow of a luthier when he composes music for his beloved because he has no paper. "Then I should send some good paper to Uncle Nine." "But there will always be a time when the paper runs out. "Then ......" "Why don't you send me how to make paper." "This ...... How can I send it?" "Then what's so difficult?" "I really shouldn't have hidden something from Mr. Zaixia." "I don't know what it is?" "Have you ever heard that legend?" "Could it be ......" "Yes, it's the ninth uncle below." "Sizzle......" "Sir, don't be afraid, since you have heard the intention of Uncle Zaijiu, as long as Mr. can come up with a good plan to send the paper-making method over......" ”

The Confucian student, who had always been humble, took out a thread-bound notebook and a small wooden stick sharpened in front of his arms and handed it to Xue Xi, "Please write the method on it and write hard." ”

Xue Xi took it, looked at Confucius, and quickly wrote down a few crosses on the notebook with the pointed tip of a small wooden stick.

When Confucius saw that he had finished writing, "Please tear off this piece of paper." ”

Xue Xi did as he was told.

"Put the paper in the incense burner, and burn it with the spices in front of the Yaoqin, and Xiaosheng said goodbye. After that, Confucius still humbly took back his notebook and got up to leave.

Xue Xiyi pointed to the Confucian student's acupoint, "Sir, please." ”

Mr. Ye walked out as he said, searched in the arms of the Confucian scholar, took out a thin charcoal strip and the notebook, smiled on his face, walked in front of Xue Xi and demonstrated, and used the thin charcoal strip to draw lightly on the paper under the paper that said the papermaking method, and after a while, a few words appeared.

"That's how they came to deceive Lord Xue Zhai about your paper-making methods. Ye Gong looked back at the Confucian student, "If I say that you insult Sven...... It may be a little inaccurate, because you may not be a Sven. You're bad enough, if I hadn't had a letter from an old man here, this scam comparable to Dou Ni's might have succeeded. The letter said that my old man was really fascinated by the strange sound of the piano because he overheard it, but later found out that it was not the rhyme of the piano at all, it was really the day of the barking of the Shu dog, and he was ashamed to change his name and surname under the sight of people, and he was far away. Today, I went to Mr. Xue's house as a guest, and the stone statue looked like my old friend. Ye Gongdao.

"Hmph, you used a fortune teller to deceive my ninth uncle's qin friend, saying that my ninth uncle wanted to listen to the rhyme of the qin, so he fooled people into coming to Fu Yaoqin every night, and the ultimate goal was to ask us to write about the paper-making method of Zhen Zhai. Xue Xi said angrily, "I'll send you to the government now." ”

Just about to be arrested by Xue Xi, the "Confucian student" suddenly used the "Wild Stone Chaos Rhinoceros" kung fu and almost hit him, "The next time the acupoints are a little heavier, I have thick skin." ”

Xue Xi didn't bring a weapon, "I recognized you, when we went to protect the Xingjun couple, you were among the people who did it." ”

"Isn't it too late to recognize it now?" said the axle man as he hit it again.

Ye Haolong likes to watch the master's tricks the most, and at this time, he hugged Yaoqin and played a song "Yilan Cao" made by Kong Sheng to cheer up the two hands-on.

Xue Xi listened to Yaxing Dasheng, an elegant and powerful straight move, and took advantage of the tricks, and the axle man couldn't even go on a rampage when he heard it, and he wanted to get up with Siwen, "Wild Rock Chaos Rhino" was originally taken from Qi Ji's "Sending People to the South" in the Tang Dynasty.

"What is this? I won't fight you. The axle man forced himself to rush out.

Because Xue Xi has been immersed in the quaint rhyme, he didn't send people to the south and let him leave.

"If I'm not mistaken, this legend was created by Mr. Maleonn. In fact, Mr. Ma Liang is not only skillful in writing Danqing, but also familiar with stone carving. It's done, and it's hard to bother anymore. "Who is my ninth uncle, I hope that Mr. Ye will tell me when he finds out." "Alas, Elder Xu is a great virtue of my heavenly alien race, but it is a pity that he was poisoned by a villain. ”

Turning the day, Xue Xi came to the place where the painting was painted with a yaoqin, and stroked the sheet music that appeared on the painting.

Short and bizarre, curious sheet music!

"Wow, wow, wow, Teng. Wow, wow, wow, teng. ”

There was a girl from a family who was about to get married, and she was worried about the quilt that was not fluffy enough, and she was happy when she heard this voice......

"As long as you know how to appreciate it, anything is good music. "Xiaoxing walked with a person in that picturesque landscape......

A serious cotton player was being led to the house.

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