A mouthful of blood foam that broke through the alveoli of the lungs against the blood spurted out more than a dozen feet in the sky.

"By the way, if you get bloody, remember to wipe the floor clean. ”

Baoyu suddenly turned around and said very seriously: "I'm also a literati, maybe I can't help but go up to the second floor at some point, but remember not to leave any handles."

My second master, but I really think about you. ”

...

Not to mention what has become of the snail foot, in short, in the following days, Baoyu lived very comfortably.

Every morning, there is a hot and delicious fish soup, and occasionally Wang Shanbao will run down the mountain, spending a whole day to buy a light but very fragrant osmanthus wine from the town below the mountain.

And what Baoyu needs to do every day is to read, play the piano, and write about the Three Kingdoms.

I haven't seen Luo Changying recently, but Luo Chanjuan comes every day.

As soon as the sun rose, it was time for Luo Chanjuan to wake up with Baoyu stuck in it.

Wait for Baoyu to finish washing, and then rub Baoyu's food here, and then start teaching about piano skills one step earlier than other Xiucai.

Luo Chanjuan asked Baoyu why she didn't go to the library pavilion, and when she heard Baoyu say that she had seen it all, she was really shocked.

picked a difficult one, asked a few words in a strange way, and Baoyu's answer made Luo Chanjuan close her mouth even more.

After an hour of teaching, Luo Chanjuan, as a few days ago, complained while holding the two musical instruments of Yaoqin and Guzheng, and left with an unkind face.

In this regard, Baoyu is also very helpless.

But I don't know why, as soon as he touches the strings, his fingers fight.

"No one is perfect, attacking people, you said that the master has no talent in piano skills, is God jealous of the good-looking master?"

"Master, you are really good-looking. ”

The attackers agreed.

"Grandpa......"

Wang Shanbao wanted to come over and pat his ass, but was kicked out to rest by Baoyu.

The big man, just talk less meaty.

Maybe it was because of Jia Zheng's loss, Wang Shanbao was good anywhere, but the horse's fart would be patted on the horse's leg.

Baoyu spread out the paper and muttered, "This person is idle, and he always thinks about messy things. In this life, in the previous life, I didn't think about my face when I was busy, and in the past two days, I have inexplicably cared about it. ”

Having said that, Baoyu still cares about his face very much, especially when he thinks of the tanned red and black face of the snail feet, he feels disgusted for no reason.

Baoyu spread the paper, sharpened the ink, and used the fire black as an ordinary brush, preparing to write the fourth chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

The reason why I haven't written for a long time is because this fourth time is really difficult to write.

Abolish the Han Emperor Chen Liujian and seek Dong Zhuo Mengde to offer a knife.

In the fourth episode of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Baoyu felt a pain in his head as soon as he thought about it.

But a chapter of thousands of words, it turned out to be ......

There are as many as a palm of poetry.

Especially the first one, which directly turned Baoyu into a gourd.

[The next minister, shouted angrily: "The thief Dong Zhuo, dare to deceive the sky, I should splash it with blood on my neck!"

waved his hand like Jane and hit Dong Zhuo directly.

Zhuo was furious and drank the samurai to take it: Naishangshu Ding Guan Ye.

Zhuo Ming took out the beheading, scolded endlessly, and his expression remained unchanged until death. 】

Baoyu meditated in her heart, thinking of Ding Yuan's generosity and strength, and couldn't help but groan:

"Later generations have poetry and sighs......"

Speaking of this, Baoyu suddenly put pen to paper.

Dong thief is pregnant with a ruined map, and the Han family sect and social committee are in ruins.

The courtiers are all included, but Ding Gong is the husband!

has a full text in his heart, and even portrays the image of an old man who is old and strong,

But after only writing three words, Baoyu was like being struck by lightning and suddenly fell a few feet away.

The fire black shot out of his hand, rising with a burst of talent, and with a click, he plunged into the hard stone, until it was only a little pen as short as the knuckles of the fingers.

And the ten-button paper spread on the table suddenly burned into flames and instantly turned into flying ashes.

"Still no, obviously I have a deep feeling for Ding Yuan, and I admire it very much. ”

Baoyu sighed and asked Wang Shanbao to smash the stone and take out the fire.

Fortunately, Huowu Chihao is a fine product in the golden pen, the material is precious, and it is also very hard, the stone is broken, and the pen tip and pen barrel are not scarred.

Baoyu took the fire black and chihao, rubbed his lips with the pen and continued to think about Ding Yuan.

Ding Yuan, the word Jianyang, the official worship of Jinwu, led and merged the state assassin history.

In "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and even in the history books of the 21st century, it is recorded that Ding Yuan was born poor and did not read much, but he had a strong temperament and fought bravely.

Judging from the plot against Lu Bu, he is also a scheming politician.

In addition, loyalty, fearlessness, and fierceness......

All kinds of touching temperaments are also reflected in Ding Yuan's body.

Baoyu seemed to see a majestic old man living in a temple, but when he wanted to write, he was still very infarcted.

[Not enough, just not enough.] I only feel that I have a deep experience, but I have not seen or touched it with my own eyes, and I can't integrate into Ding Yuan's charm at all. 】

Baoyu thought like this, and her brows furrowed.

In fact, when he was in Kavin, Baoyu also thought about writing a different article.

However, there is one point that "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" surpasses most of the articles.

That's right, the poems in it run through the front and back chapters, and it is really difficult to write, but with poems running through, the article has more talent and aura.

Just like the two sword souls of Yitian and Qingyu, what is hidden in them is a huge and shocking treasure.

And other chapters, especially those that don't have too many poems and songs, don't have such great ability, at most they can only help Baoyu spread their literary fame, without treasures, and they can't grow their talents.

Thinking of this, Baoyu condensed her heart and still worked hard to write this poem.

But at this moment, the sky suddenly changed color, and a voice of anger like thunder rolled across the vast sky.

"Faint Jun, you want to kill me, just to select the show girl in advance?"

Baoyu was startled, and the fire fell from his fingers.

Choosing a show girl?

So, Jia Yuanchun......

Thinking of this cheap sister who loved him and spoiled him, Baoyu couldn't sit still, and stood up suddenly.

Attacker, Wang Shanbao ran from the side, and while running, he shouted anxiously: "Master, this is going to select a show girl, and she ...... the big girl."

Baoyu's face was as cold as ice, and he forced himself to say calmly: "Don't worry, let's hear what's going on?"

Attacker, Wang Shanbao hurriedly stopped, and together with Baoyu, listened to the roar from the sky.

"What a faint gentleman! The old man has been in charge of the Iron Brake Peak Academy for 239 years, how many pillars of talent have he cultivated for the Great Zhou? Just to prevent you from selecting show girls in advance, you will kill the old man? You are mediocre and unreasonable, and you are in vain in the name of a virtuous monarch!"

"Open your eyes to the sky, let you, the faint king, return to heaven as soon as possible, the old man is waiting for you underground, haha, the old man is waiting for you......"

Baoyu swallowed his saliva, his fingers like an awl, and slammed into the table.

quiver

There was a crisp sound.

The wooden table built by Wang Shanbao had a hole half a finger deep, and the sharp pain on the fingertips also made Baoyu sober up a little.

In charge of the Iron Brake Peak Academy?

Two hundred and thirty-nine years?

This is going to be killed today, and it turned out to be a top bachelor!

The attacker said anxiously: "Master, just to draft a girl in advance, kill the bachelor, Your Majesty is really sick and dizzy?

Baoyu sneered and grinded her teeth, and said coldly: "This early draft girl is probably prepared for the future funeral." ”

"Wang Shanbao!"

Baoyu suddenly shouted.

"Hurry up, go to Jinling City to see if the eldest girl is still there, if she is still in Jinling City, let her quickly resign from the position of harem maid, just say......

If I refuse to quit, I will break into the palace with one person and one sword!"

"Xuanjue, don't drink either! Take Wang Shanbao and hurry up, if you slow down, you will pick your skin!"

Baoyu's eyes were blood-red, and Xuan Jue didn't dare to take it big, so she quickly jumped up and carried Wang Shanbao down the mountain.

At this time, Baoyu thought for a while, flicked his sleeves, and went towards the back mountain.

"Attack people, go with the master, let the old master send us back to the central capital, this big Zhou day, I'm afraid it will become too fast." ”

The attacker followed honestly, and in his heart, he was all anxious for Baoyu.

[When I was in the house, the eldest girl thought about me in everything. 】

[Bumped into the tree ginseng merman, the eldest girl obviously can't beat it, but she still wants to give me the queen and let me escape. I found out afterwards that the ginseng shark is the strength of the six guts, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of Shui Rong, the big girl, no, sister, sister is afraid that she will not be able to withstand half a pillar of incense, and she will die of incense. 】

[Although she loves Xiao Baoyu, but I, how can I be ungrateful!]

Under the mixture of anger and anger, Baoyu's righteousness had already surrounded him into a blazing white ball.

...

On the platform in the middle of the cliff in the back mountain, the old master looked up at the sky, looking a little trance.

Suddenly, the chessboard beside the old master was pulled open, and a black one fell on it.

"You're here?"

"yes, to say goodbye to an old friend. ”

As soon as the faint and soft voice fell, the old master fell into tears like rain,

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