Chen Changgong's poems are naturally not ordinary poems.

With Li Taibai's "Sauvignon Blanc" Jin Yu in front, Baoyu naturally can't pull one out casually, at the very least, it can't be too bad.

This made Baoyu feel a little distressed, and even thought - simply refuse to pull it down!

But thinking of Chen Changgong's help all along, Baoyu felt that this person was ...... Alas, it's really against the heart.

Therefore, it is better to pick the one with less loss.

The so-called small losses first exclude the kind of grand and brilliant scenes. For example, Taizu's poems, Baoyu is absolutely reluctant;

Secondly, it can be used for combat, flight, and the construction of favorable terrain is also not possible.

After writing so many poems, Baoyu found that the talent of these kinds of poems was of extremely high quality.

So Baoyu thought for a while and chose the type of poem to give:

love poems,

It can only be a love poem!

And preferably, not the kind that you might use later......

Since becoming a student, Baoyu's memory has been getting better and better, and now that she is a saint lifter, all the articles she has seen before are all familiar in her mind.

He only thought about it a little, and then he chose a word that he felt was completely useless to himself, and even felt embarrassed to write it.

The so-called chicken ribs are such a category.

And it just so happened that when he heard about the black lady, he had a particularly deep understanding of this poem......

"This "Mulan Words" is a feeling when I see the black lady, so I will give it to my seniors,"

Baoyu found a reason, brewed emotions, and opened her mouth to groan.

He just lowered his eyebrows, and Lin Daiyu and Bai Nanyan's eyes lit up, waiting expectantly for his words to come out;

Zhao Guining and more than 100 other showmen swung the reins, and they all wanted to get closer.

Chen Changgong couldn't hold it back, and chanted the word 'Ding', suppressing the unconscious neighing of more than 100 horses, and wanted to listen to Baoyu's chanting.

I saw Baoyu take a deep breath, take a long breath, and groan directly:

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

As soon as this word came out, Chen Changgong high-fived and admired.

"Good words! Even if you, a newcomer, write it, at least it's Xuanhe!

The peach blossoms on the human face were amazing when I first saw them, but the next year was a lonely thing;

The oath between lovers has turned into this resentment......

What a good word! Even the man we are waiting for can't bear the tenderness of a woman!"

Zhao Guining and other talents also praised it, especially praising the full text of the word, but they are men in the end, and they have not yet been deeply immersed in the thousands of grievances and thousands of customs of this daughter.

Sister Lin, who was riding the horse with Baoyu, had already cried into tears, hugging Baoyu's waist and lying on Baoyu's back, no matter how Baoyu comforted her, it was useless;

Bai Nanyan also bypassed Sister Lin's body, quietly grabbed the corner of Baoyu's black fox big cloud, and said hatefully: "Wait for leisure to forget the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable...... Hearing this, I really think Murong Zhen really deserves to die, even if you don't kill him, I will kill him a few times. ”

As he spoke, Bai Nanyan yanyan's black fox slammed into Baoyu's big slur.

Baoyu couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt - Bai Nanyan didn't mean himself, right?

I don't have an alliance with her. Her mother-in-law, the white fox lady, the words that pulled me to be the internal supervisor a hundred years later, are still heavy on my head......]

Baoyu complained in her heart, but she was a little weak and didn't dare to complain.

He raised his head, and connected Chen Longbow, more than 100 lifters, and Bai Nanyan, Lin Daiyu, and the two daughters, to watch the vision of heaven and earth at the exit of "Mulan Ci".

While looking up, he asked casually, "Senior Longbow, can this article be considered satisfactory?"

"Satisfied, the old man is very satisfied!"

Chen Changgong was also holding his head high, waiting for the vision of heaven and earth to unfold, and he smiled brightly.

But at this time, there was a sudden immense pressure in the sky, not only the vision of heaven and earth, but even everyone was smashed and almost fell off the horse.

"Satisfied?"

Chen Changgong seemed to remember something, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "What is the old man's satisfaction? Brother Bao, what kind of poems are you not good at, but you have a 'old people's hearts are changeable'?"

The old man went to visit the old lady first, you have to remember, you still owe the old man a poem!"

After that, Chen Changgong turned into a flash of fire and shot away, and all the stones and trees along the way were knocked out of a fiery red ravine.

"......Is he in such a hurry? Got in trouble?"

Baoyu didn't know what was going on, but seeing that Chen Changgong was running like a hundred and eighty vicious dogs behind him, he was not stupid, so he patted his horse and left.

While still beckoning and shouting: "What are you still doing in a daze?

Oh my God, I just found a cheap one, how can I still play a trick that is unintentional?"

...

Above the high-altitude hall, Xue Qianshang watched Baoyu and the others flee with their horses, and even the righteousness was blessed, and a pair of Rouyi full of silver glow was about to press at Baoyu and the others.

But she thought for a while, then retracted her palm and pressed the silver bead with the name of 'Jia Baoyu' to the bottom.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan?

Xue Qianshang groaned in a low voice.

Again, again, again, again,

Finally, sighing at the aroma, he gently dialed the bead representing Baoyu to the fourth grid.

"If a good sentence is only as first seen, for the sake of this poem, I will let you wait a little more. ”

Xue Qianshang raised her fingers, and Ruyu's phalanges suddenly turned into a pen, and she wrote "Mulan Ci" on paper.

The original golden light manifested, the first edition of the silver page was condensed, and the height of the spiritual spring was too high......

In Chen Changgong's mouth, Bao Ge'er wrote it will be Xuanhe's chapter, written by Xue Qiansheng, and it turned out to be a joint action of ten cities!

And in the chapter of the Ten Cities level, it is also one of the boutiques.

I saw Xue Qianshang waving her palm, and the Spiritual Spring was divided into three parts, one of which shot out and caught up with Baoyu's horse.

Baoyu absorbed the talent, tasted it slightly, and suddenly shouted with a big change in her face.

"Hurry up, run faster! Damn, who wrote "Mulan Ci"? This time, the talent and spirit spring assigned far exceeded the time when Chen Changgong wrote "Sauvignon Blanc"!"

After the shouting, Baoyu's face was full of bitterness, and he slapped the horse continuously.

If only other poems were enough, the power of writing would still owe you a favor, but ......

What kind of poem is this?

It's a love poem!

What kind of love poem is it?

The kind of love poem that destroys the heart and suffers from love!

Baoyu felt that the person who wrote "Mulan Ci" must be a female power.

But it is this kind of woman who has broken her heart and still never forgets her love is the real madman!

[I can't afford to provoke, I just unintentionally inserted willows, unintentionally inserted willows, I just hope that I won't meet in the future...... Damn it, what do I want to do? It's obviously the power of the Asking Heart Palace, and I'm a disciple of the Asking Heart Palace now!]

Baoyu's heart was bitter, and she secretly vowed that she would never write such heart-wrenching love poems again.

This is not only heartbreaking, but may also kill people......

...

Xue Qianshang directly broke up the vision of heaven and earth where the poem was written, and it seemed that even if she glanced at it, she would have to break her liver and intestines.

She folded the paper and looked in the direction of Ji Wuxi.

I saw that the one who kept saying that he was locked by the Nine Dragons Golden Lock, and now Ji Wuxian, who was a waste, had already crushed her starlight chain and crept outside.

Xue Qianshang withdrew her eyes and stared at the white jade floor under her feet, as if muttering to herself inadvertently.

"If I kill the founder of the Fadao, will the world say that I killed my father and was unfilial? Or will I praise my righteous killing of my relatives?"

Ji Wuxian immediately stopped, turned around, and turned into a handsome and dashing young man, with a righteous face and righteous words.

"What does a good daughter want to do, just say it, as long as you wrinkle your eyebrows as a father, you won't be a good father!"

"Are you now?"

Xue Qianshang threw out the ten-button paper that exuded original golden light, and even the first silver page of the condensation of heaven and earth's talent was also thrown over, and commanded:

"The poem is for that brocade lang, the first silver page is Bao Ge'er's, and I will return it to him.

In addition, I sent a message to Brother Bao, saying that I should not go to the Palace of Inquiry for three years. He's good enough, and I don't want to see that just yet.......

Little bastard.......

The guy who made me uncomfortable writing "Mulan Ci......

I'm afraid he'll come early and accidentally pinch him to death......"

"This, Brother Bao'er is no problem, but that brocade lang of yours, can't I deliver it personally as a father?"

Thinking of who his daughter's brocade clothes was, Ji Wuxian was full of wry smiles.

Having said that, he didn't pinch that brocade to death, he was really not a good father, but that brocade lang ...... He really can't pinch it!

"Really, it's not good to send it for my father, I'll find someone to deliver it on my behalf, right?"

"Then I'd better kill my relatives in righteousness. ”

"Don't mind, I'll go right away for my father!"

...

As soon as Baoyu returned to the house, he dismounted in the stable of the south courtyard, and golden and silver light flew from high in the sky.

At the same time, the sound of Ji Wutear gritting his teeth came.

"The first silver page is returned to you, don't go to the Palace of Asking Hearts for three years, and, most importantly, send the original "Mulan Ci" to Jinyilang. If you can't deliver it, you will be dragged into the water before the old decay dies!"

Baoyu was dumbfounded, sluggish, and wanted to cry......

The first silver page is a good thing, of course, you have to accept it first, but for Jinyilang's original "Mulan Words"?

Who is Jin Yilang?

Where does he know where to go?

sent Shen Ge'er to find Chen Changgong, but Chen Changgong knew about it, so he simply said goodbye to Jia's mother, and it was faster to avoid him than to hide from evil ghosts.

This made Baoyu feel even more distressed, and he only felt that he had no intention of planting willows, and he actually grew a large man-eating ghost forest.

"Who the hell is Jin Yilang, isn't he a negative man? Where can I find this negative man?"

Baoyu sat down on the stool, grabbed the scorched liquor and poured it in, feeling strong, he poured it slowly.

"If you can't find it, you won't look for it, anyway, Ji Wuxian threw it at me, it's a big deal to throw it back. ”

As Baoyu was muttering, Jiao Da walked out of Jiao Da's room with a gloomy man in a coarse cloth short coat.

"Jiao Da, come and drink with me. ”

"This is your friend, let's come along. ”

Baoyu greeted kindly, and found that the gloomy man's face was like,

Not very pretty?

"Bold!"

The gloomy man stepped forward, pointed at the tip of Baoyu's nose and scolded: "Senior brother, I have also followed Brother Yan'er, you are your elder! I heard him say that you are a good kid, where did you think that this is a good method?"

Brother?

Baoyu was stunned for a moment.

He is accustomed to Jiao Da, and he never distinguishes between master and servant, nor does he talk about seniority.

Since he was Jiao Da's junior brother, Baoyu felt that he was really rude, and just wanted to raise his hand to apologize, but Brother Shen next to him scolded.

"Bold, where did you come from the wild monkey, and dare to be rude to Bao Erye?"

Leyang Shen came over in a wheelchair, and more than 100 newcomers such as Zhao Guining also surrounded him with unkind faces.

Regardless of whether he is an elder or not, the identity of Jiao Da's slave is there, how can he tell his master about his seniority?

People's eyes are full of anger.

But at this time, the gloomy man suddenly laughed and touched his smooth chin helplessly. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!