The sky and the earth are vast, the grass is reckless, and a gust of wind blows, blowing layers of waves on the grassland. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Herds of cattle and sheep can be seen everywhere, roaming the grasslands, looking for food.

It's just that this year coincides with a drought, and the grass is not as lush as in previous years, and the animal corpses are scattered, and I don't know how many have died because of the decline of the grass.

A big red horse, unusually tall, walked slowly on the grassland.

Its owner was a woman in black, with a slender figure, riding on it, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, half of her body was illuminated with golden light, but it also looked beautiful and picturesque.

She held a roll of bamboo slips in her hand and looked down with a thoughtful look.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Laughing for a while.

After a while, there was another look of amazement.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

In the distance, a loud voice was heard.

Dong Yu looked up and saw a long-haired man with a mustache on his lips and a smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly riding a black-maned horse.

This person's name is Li Ru, the character is excellent, and he has four out of twenty this year, and he calls himself an eldest sister, just because he married his own sister.

She didn't mind this age, and when she saw that it was Li Ru coming, she smiled happily.

"You're just in time, I'll show you something."

Her brother-in-law seems to be weak, but he reads poetry and books, knows astronomy, and has a big chest, which is an indispensable arm of his father.

Many of these things have to be asked of him.

The Dong family in Longxi is a big family in this Xiliang, although it is not a famous family, but the clansmen have made a lot of contributions in the process of quelling the Qiang chaos because of their bravery.

This patriarch, named Dong Zhuo, was born extremely rough, brave and brave, and because of his great achievements, he has a lot of prestige in this Longxi County.

Dong Zhuo is the second in line, his brother is Dong Zheng, and his younger brother is Dong Min. Dong Zhuo died young, and his family relied on Dong Zhuo for support.

This person is usually friendly with the Qiang people, and he has raised many private soldiers, and he has gradually become a hegemon here, and he does not dare to cause trouble.

A few years ago, Dong Zhuo was promoted and transferred to Hedong by the imperial court to serve as the Taishou of Bingzhou, so he was not here, leaving only this son-in-law and his brother Dong Min to operate here.

Just because this Xiliang is the foundation of his life, he doesn't dare to be careless, if there are no soldiers and horses, the court is afraid and will not take Dong Zhuo in his eyes.

Dong Yu is the eldest daughter of Dong Zhuo, her mother is a Qiang person, and she has a rough and heroic temperament.

Therefore, this daughter has also been nurtured by her parents since she was a child, knows some guns and sticks, and is good at riding.

But Dong Yu himself prefers some literary ink in addition to martial arts, and is particularly yearning for the scenes depicted in poetry.

I often read some in my mouth, "Flee from the untimely death, scorch its glory, the son returns, and it is appropriate for his room to ......"

Or read some "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman is good......"

"Qingqing Zijin is leisurely in my heart, even if I don't go, Zining will not be ......"

She has long passed the age of her prime, and it is inevitable that there are some ignorant feelings of children in her heart, just because she has not met the person in her heart, so she has not yet married.

In Dong Yu's heart, he still yearns for the innocent and beautiful love depicted in this Book of Poetry.

I also hope to find a wishful man who knows poetry and books and is considerate.

……

It's a pity that Dong Zhuo's army is full of soldiers who fight and kill, and they are vulgar.

And today's person who gave the handkerchief is her playmate since childhood, the eldest son of the leader of the Qiang tribe, named Liheng, who has always been in love with her, and knows that she likes poetry, so he hired a teacher himself, learned a little fur, and she embroidered it on the brocade.

He only likes to fight and kill on weekdays, and he is not good at dancing and writing, but for Dong Yu, although he doesn't understand, he also forces himself to do this, which can be regarded as an infatuation.

It's a pity that Dong Yu only has companionship for him, and has no intention of having children, and the two are usually used to going straight to each other, this Dong Yu is a young lady's temper, and he didn't take his infatuation to heart at all.

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There is only this Li Ru in Dong Zhuo's army, who is proficient in poetry and books, and is quite popular with Dong Zhuo, and is the number one military advisor under his account.

Dong Yu usually walks closest to this brother-in-law, if he reads something he doesn't understand, as long as he asks one or two, he will be able to answer.

Li Ru was stunned for a moment when he saw her handing the bamboo slip to him, and reached out to take it.

He looked at it and exclaimed with admiration, "What a gentleman who has the wind and the sun, and the sky is ...... with clouds."

sighed again, "People are like colorful shadows like dreams, and it is rare to write and write." It's really a good sentence, this poet is quite Qu Yuan's ancient style! ”

Dong Yu saw him praise, his face turned red, and he smiled, "Even you say so, that's really excellent?" ”

Li Ru nodded, his eyes were still on Jian, but he was afraid that he was attracted by his Chinese style, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

Dong Yu turned his face to the side, showing a slightly lonely expression on his face.

When he was secretly distracted, he suddenly heard Li Ru laughing on the side.

Dong Yu was puzzled and looked back at him.

Li Ru smiled, "Eldest sister, you only said that this person is extraordinary, but you don't see his sarcasm?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Li Ru restrained his smile and handed the bamboo slip back to her, "You read the first word of each sentence of this poem." ”

In the bamboo slips, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and it is written-

The wind is shining, and the sky is shining with clouds.

Ben Peiyu is clean and clean, and the sun and moon are ashamed to hide and go alone.

The infinite spring breeze is full of green eyebrows, and the sound bell is far away.

The heart is far away and the egret is flying, and the long river is difficult to cleanse its fragrance.

He is jealous of the flowers, like a painting, the flower rain is light and the wind is clear.

It is necessary to eat autumn chrysanthemums at night, and insist on vegetarian brocade to herd famine.

Hurt and lingering, the young phoenix wanders with it.

People are like colorful shadows like dreams, and it is rare to write and ink on them

Dong Yu was suspicious, took Jian Lai, and slowly read according to what he said, "Jun, Ben, None, Heart, He, Must, Hurt, People......"

It turned out that this was a hidden-head poem, Shang Yun saw that she had ruined a piece of Liheng's sincerity, and was dissatisfied, so he did not say it on the surface, but used this method of hiding his head to describe it in the poem.

Dong Yu didn't react for a while, but was attracted by the beauty in this poem.

It was only at this time that Li Ru was smart and explained the mystery in one word.

She chuckled and turned her face to the side, a heat on her face.

His eyes flew out, far away across the vast grassland, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

"Ahh

Shang Yun let out a loud sneeze, rubbed the tip of his itchy nose, and a smile appeared on his mouth.

He held the jade pendant in his hand high and looked at the sun.

I saw that the green flowing, the white wall jade, is indeed a good thing.

Shang Yun was still very happy to be able to achieve his satirical purpose and obtain the original form of this magic weapon used to refine spirits.

Meng Yao sat aside, clasped her hands and said, "Seeing how happy you are, I thought you were stupid enough to kneel for others, who ......knows?"

She lowered her eyebrows and pondered for a moment, silently reciting Shang Yun's poem in her heart.

If you put aside the irony in the hidden head, the artistic conception is lofty and beautiful.

She raised her head and couldn't help but glance at Shang Yun more, a smile on the corner of her mouth.

I didn't expect this young man to have some talent in his belly.

……

"Don't be in a daze, come and help me see, how to get it!"

Shang Yun let out a snort, and said with a slight dissatisfaction on his face.

Meng Yao frowned, and said in her heart, this master's temper is getting worse and worse.

She glanced at it and sat down next to Shang Yun.

"Have you seen the danqing in this jade pendant?"

Shang Yun nodded, the danqing in this jade flowed slowly, like a flame, but it was cold and abnormal, I don't know what it was.

Meng Yao smiled, "You are so lucky, do you know that this cold fire danqing is extremely difficult to blend with the real thing, and you yourself have an evil fire, and the moon is an extremely cold physique, so it can't be melted in one place, I originally thought that a master like you would never be able to find a suitable magic weapon anymore, but I never thought that there was actually the birth of this cold fire jade pendant, but it seemed to be tailor-made for you." ”

Generally speaking, the Dharma Vessel itself, which is compatible with the owner, will get twice the result with half the effort.

Just like Yuan Yin's Cong Mo shirt, it is a fire attribute itself, and he also uses the fire-based Danqing technique, which complements each other.

Shang Yun practiced a lot by himself before, but he couldn't help himself.

One is the evil fire on the body, which is integrated with the blood, is the most weird and fierce Danqing in this world, and then the ghost moon spirit, which is also a coincidence, so she swears to share the covenant of life and death with her with the blood of the soul, but she was born as an extremely cold body, and the evil fire is the most incompatible.

It is precisely as Meng Yao said, it is even more difficult to find a magic weapon suitable for Shang Yun, but I am afraid that such a thing will not exist in this world.

But the danqing in this jade pendant is originally a cold fire, and it has both the two attributes of cold and fierce, which is unique.

……

Meng Yao looked at the danqing among them, frowned, and said, "Although this danqing is powerful, but judging from the current situation, I am afraid that if it can be regarded as an infancy, it needs to be cared for and let it develop." ”

She picked up a brush from the table and drew a symbol in Jane, like a tadpole.

"You first use the evil fire to engrave this mark in the jade pendant, it is the initial spell of this spirit gathering, once opened, this jade pendant will naturally absorb the world's danqing and turn it into your own use."

Shang Yun nodded, concocted according to the law.

When I saw that when this symbol was engraved, the green light flashed, and the flowing cold fire in it took action on its own, like a small fish, swimming in the jade pendant.

And a little bit of it was blurred, and the ink light flowed, slowly condensing into a tiny vortex.

The golden light surged all around, and the stars fell into it.

When the little fish saw the food pouring in, they jumped up for joy and pecked at the stars.

I saw that the little fish, after eating the food, seemed to have grown up a little.

Shang Yun was overjoyed and smiled happily, "This thing is really interesting." ”

Meng Yao glanced at him and continued, "You don't have to be too happy, I am afraid that it will take three or five months for this thing to be raised until it is usable." ”

When Shang Yun heard this, he frowned again, and his heart was gloomy.

This time is also too much, and at this progress, I don't know when I will be able to find the Seven Monarchs of the White Night for revenge......

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