She muttered in a low voice and asked softly, "Have you sent a little eighteen poems?"

"That's right, it's Sauvignon Blanc. ”

"Then, I also want a song, which should be sad, but it has to be a joy for both parties. ”

The black lady was teary-eyed and cried: "I want a bitter song that is pleasing to each other, as long as you make it, I will spare you." ”

Hearing this, Bai Nanyan was stunned and said, "No!"

She looked at Baoyu worriedly, that kind of bitter words, and having to be happy with each other, it was really too difficult.

However, at this time......

"Good. ”

Baoyu agreed.

He didn't feel that he needed Hei Niang's forgiveness, he had been refining his body with a simmer for a long time, and he had blown himself up, and he might not be able to take his life.

But when he saw the black lady's crying and pleading, his heart softened.

It's not a soft-hearted black girl, but a soft-hearted little eighteen, and seventeen Baixia fairies before the little eighteen.

So he whispered:

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring palace wall willows.

The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin. A melancholy, a few years away.

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky.

Peach blossoms are chaotic, idle pond pavilion. Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book.

Mo Mo Mo!"

From Lu You's cone-hearted work, "The Phoenix, Red Crisp Hands" is exported, and there is no need to say much about anything.

I saw that the vision of heaven and earth quietly manifested, as moist and silent as spring rain, and before everyone could react, the sky had unfolded a beautiful and extremely poignant picture.

Long beard, large hat, scribe's robe......

An elegant middle-aged man with tears in his eyes quietly looked at a very beautiful picture.

"Oh my God, it's a picture-in-picture!"

"What kind of rhetoric is required to present the vision of heaven and earth in the vision of heaven and earth? What kind of skill is required? In terms of sentences and words, it is already in poetry, and the technique is close to the Tao!"

The people are brave and calm.

But because of the movement here, the shopkeeper, the children, and the tourists in the inn were so excited that they couldn't control themselves at all.

They may not know how to disagree with words, but the beautiful desolation in the vision of heaven and earth makes them empathize.

The sound of choking sounded continuously, and countless people burst into tears.

I only feel that in the word love, thousands of misery are nothing more than that......

Hei Niang had long forgotten Baoyu and looked up at the middle-aged literati in the vision of heaven and earth.

She saw the middle-aged literati choking up, and also saw the 'picture-in-picture' that the middle-aged literati paid attention to

It was a woman, ruddy and greasy in her hands, holding a cup of rice wine.

The middle-aged literati couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but in the spring scenery of the city, the woman was already as far away as the green willows in the palace wall......

He saw that the woman's tears washed away the carmine on her face, and the thin silk handkerchief was all soaked, bitter and unbearable, and he could only sigh.

The sigh seemed to smash the hearts of everyone.

Let the shopkeeper of the inn, the little second brother, and the living travelers cry bitterly;

Even the lifters couldn't bear it anymore and let out a few small choked sounds......

When the vision of heaven and earth arrived here, it slowly drifted away, shattering into countless pink and sad points of light.

Hei Niang stretched out her hand to take it, watched the light point disappear again, and turned to stare at Baoyu.

This glance surprised Baoyu once.

Because of the black lady's eyes, it was so strange!

This look doesn't belong to a Baixia fairy like Xiao Eighteen, but it doesn't belong to the heartbroken black lady!

is very calm, very cold, and the emotions brought up by "The Phoenix" have completely disappeared like pink points of light at this time.

"Who the hell are you?"

Baoyu couldn't help but ask.

Hei Niang laughed for a while, raised her palm, and before Bai Nanyan and the people could react, she clasped her palm with Baoyu's palm.

It's just that...... This is by no means gentle!

It's a warning, a very 100% resolute!

She shuddered, like a dangerous mandala, and laughed in a trembling voice: "Good words, but not enough." Brother Bao, remember what I said was to ask for a bitter song that is pleasing to each other. This song is sad enough, but it is not a happy one. ”

And later. ”

Baoyu felt the slippery and delicate palm of his hand, and also knew the murderous intention contained in this soft touch.

But at this time, Baoyu smiled happily and said loudly: "For the sake of the little eighteen, I want to give you not one, but two songs, a set!"

After that, Baoyu chanted again:

"The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends the dusk flowers to fall.

The wind is dry, and the tears are left. If you want to write about your heart, you will be oblique in your monologue.

Hard, hard, hard!

People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is often like a swing.

The horn is cold, and the night is dark. Afraid of people asking, crying and pretending to be happy.

Hide, hide, hide!"

His voice was flat and seemed to be emotionless.

In fact, for Tang Wan's song "The Phoenix, the World is Thin", Baoyu also used to be full of emotion.

But at this time, all his attention was spent on guarding against the 'black lady' in front of him, who he didn't know who it was.

Hearing his groan, the black lady suddenly let go of her hand and squatted on the ground weakly holding her knees.

She bit her black and white lips with her teeth, supported her chin with both hands, like a child waiting for the movie to start, quietly holding her head high, looking at the vision of heaven and earth spread out like a picture scroll.

The vision was beautiful, simply poignant to the extreme.

Compared with Lu You's original words, Tang Wan's situation is even more miserable.

As Han Yu wrote in "Jingtan Singing and Poem Preface": Since ancient times, 'the voice of sorrow should be wonderful', and 'the words of poverty are easy to be good'.

As long as Tang Wan truly writes about the sorrow she has suffered, it is a good poem......

The vision of heaven and earth was shattered again, but it turned into a little drizzle, which was sprinkled on the people, but it did not moisten the clothes.

But everyone, including those who have the courage to build a foundation, even Bai Nanyan's eyes are red, and they are staring at Baoyu with hatred.

They didn't forget to move forward, and when they saw that the 'Black Lady' was no longer moving, they blocked the middle between Baoyu and the 'Black Lady'.

"Don't worry. ”

The 'Black Lady' choked up and spoke: "I just said, he satisfied me, then I will spare him." These two lyrics are enough, really enough!

The first song integrates the scene in front of you and the things you see, and is filled with remorseful emotions, as if it is a sad and sad emotional picture.

The second song is worse, but,

Combined with the previous song...... Even better!"

The 'black lady' cried a few times, suddenly stood up, and when everyone was nervous, she ran to occupy a side room.

She pushed open the window, her black and white hair was blown by the night breeze, and she smiled briskly: "I'm not a black lady, you don't need to guard against me in the future;

I'm not a little eighteen, so I don't need to be close to me.

Well, you call me nineteen...... Forget it, call me Jiuniang. ”

The smell is very strange.

Baoyu is a smart man, and he looked at the old master suspiciously, but saw that the old master was holding his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and he didn't mean to answer him at all.

"If I were to be sanctified, I would be the first to cook this old fellow. ”

Baoyu said viciously.

However, before the words of hatred were finished, he felt a tingling in the back of his head, and when he turned to look, he happened to face Bai Nanyan's beautiful eyes.

"Send two at once. ”

Bai Nanyan softened and muttered aggrievedly.

Seeing Bai Nanyan's rare aggrieved look, Baoyu felt that his neck was cheap, and he couldn't wait to twist it down.

Now it's not just the back of his head that's numb, it's the whole head that looks like an ant crawling......

Baoyu took several deep breaths, took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote out the two chapters.

One is a Xuanhe chapter, which is only eight feet three inches high;

The other song is much worse, but it is only five feet nine inches tall.

Baoyu scattered the visions of heaven and earth in writing, but he was not in a hurry to absorb the spiritual spring of talent.

Thinking that there was still the talent restored by the old master in his body, he simply used all of them and wrote the next word again.

The vision was also dispelled, but the eight-foot-seven-inch high, only three inches short of the ten-city-level talent spirit spring, still attracted a crazy exclamation.

"Oh my God, three songs in a row, two of them are top-notch, and one is top-notch?"

"Who the hell is this? Such a poetic talent, I am afraid that even Lord Jia, who has recently become famous, can't compare!"

"Wait, look at his black fox Dayu, could it be Lord Jia who wrote "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

The innkeepers screamed and rushed into the courtyard.

The shopkeeper hurriedly took Xiao Er to stop him, and together with the people, he coaxed everyone away and persuaded them to leave.

But soon, the windows of the room with the number of heaven and earth in the high place were opened, and many people huddled together, stretching their necks, to look into Baoyu's courtyard.

"The wind rises and the continent is cold, and there is no sun on the clouds. Even the mountains are smoky, and the long waves are difficult to follow. ”

Baoyu pointed to the peeking crowd, and one of them casually muttered a few words, and suddenly the smoke came like a fog, filling the sky over the entire courtyard.

Baoyu threw out the ten buttons of paper that bloomed with golden light in the first two chapters, and fell into the wing occupied by Jiuniang impartially, and then did not speak, and went to occupy Leyang Shen's house by himself.

He saw that Le Yangshen was still asleep, grinding his teeth, and picking up the clothes on Le Yangshen's back.

When I got to the door, I kicked it suddenly.

The door slammed shut, and Le Yangshen rolled in the yard, and then ...... Snoring......

Bai Nanyan looked at Baoyu's door several times, but he really couldn't see anyone, so he snickered.

She picked up the last piece of paper left on the ground and looked up and down, the pupils in her beautiful eyes dilated more and more, and the look of love was overflowing.

Hurriedly folded it carefully, and the small stones came to make fun, but she didn't even show them.

"What the hell is the word, so baby?"

Xiao Shi was curious, and couldn't help but roll his pure eyes......

The next day, everything seemed to be back to normal.

The people secretly strengthened their vigilance, and they still read and practiced the piano on weekdays, looking leisurely.

They are all temporarily vacant and want to follow Baoyu, but Baoyu, who has a position, is not in a hurry......

Baoyu walked out of the door and saw Zhao Guining practicing piano skills with ten talents;

Bai Nanyan was on the side to guide;

There is also a black and white slender figure, squatting on the brocade pier and holding his chin to listen. 2k reading web