Chapter 162: To Kneel or Not to Kneel (3)
Sima Wudao did not comment, and said lightly: "I have heard a kind of long and short sentences called words."
"Oh~" Fan Xianling turned his head and asked, "Let's do it according to the requirements of the Sima City Lord."
, the six steps that I said were good to become a poem, the master has already 'done' three poems, okay, I have memorized three poems, and it is endless, Li Dawei has resentment in his heart, and he is ruthless, and he said in his heart, "You forced me"
"Okay, just as the city lord wishes" Li Dawei hugged his fists at the two of them and said: "I will give this poem to Lieutenant Ge County, and make up for the wedding gift: jade furnace ice and mandarin duck brocade, powder melt incense and sweat mountain pillow." There was a sound outside the curtain, and he smiled and laughed. The willow shade is light and indifferent, and the low sideburns are falling. You have to work hard all your life, and you can enjoy today. ”
Nima, what a glamorous word!
Sima Wudao and Fan Youxian were dumbfounded, and Sima Yanran smacked lightly beside him: "Deng's disciple"
"Ah, this..."Fan Youxian didn't know how to judge, there is no doubt that this 'word' is very good, and the situation of the men's and women's party is written in a very romantic and beautiful way.
'You have to work hard all your life, and you can enjoy today' is too well summarized, so that the follow-up is full of imagination, anyway, I can't write it, I have to admire, but I can always find faults.
"You're talking about a wedding gift, which is still a bit inappropriate!"
"This, okay, I'll change it again" Li Dawei opened his mouth and came: "The shallow wine is in front of the people, the nephrite lamp is embraced, and there is always affection when looking back into the embrace." In pain, he pushed Lang lightly, and gradually heard the trembling sound, and was slightly frightened.
Try and change the longitudinal, there is no seam, this time the flavor is upside down, moving, arms together, lips together, tongues playing. ”
This is the first glamorous word of Song Huizong in ancient and modern times, who can stand it, especially in this era when there is no 'bad website', which was seen as a yellow novel in the past, as a foreplay to the pleasure of the boudoir of literati.
Sima Yanran's face turned red.
The officials all looked up at the roof, with various expressions, and even a few of them secretly moved their hands to the middle of their bodies.
Fan Xian Ling was intoxicated, and shook his head, "... Push Lang lightly... Yes, yes, yes, it's really appropriate" said unsatisfied: "It's wedding night, what about the next day?" ”
......
Li Dawei has 10,000 'grass and mud horses' stepping on in his mind, which is a few meanings, and he still wants to listen to meat jokes as a serial, and it is also 'the next day'.
Fortunately, there are a lot of reserves, Li Dawei said helplessly: "A gust of wind and rain came late to wash away the heat." Excuse me
Sheng spring, but light makeup on the rhombus. The thin ice skin is clear, and the snow is greasy and crispy. Laughing Tan Lang: Tonight the kitchen pillow is cool" and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
This time, there were more officials who moved their hands to the middle of their bodies.
Fan Xianling shook his head and tasted it, and his mouth kept "A gust of wind and rain, wash away the flames... Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful", and then looked left and right, his hand moved very covertly under the case, and the slight movement seemed to put something in the right position. 'Tut-tut' Fan Xianling smashed the bar and smashed: "It's daytime, I'm asking at night." ”
Well?
As soon as all the officials turned their heads, someone secretly gave a thumbs up to Fan Xianling, this proposal was too popular!
Li Dawei said in his heart that if this continues, it will become a 'poetry conference', glanced at Ge Ming, and saw that his face turned from white to red and then to purple, and now purple is black, just need to add another 'fire'. Spoofed: "Why is Captain Ge white-headed, that's a transition of indulgence, so at night... Of course, there will be a replacement! ”
The meat joke is said to be a 'serial', and there is actually a plot, one man and many women.
In everyone's expectant eyes, Li Dawei said: "The bright moon is dark and the fog is light, so it's good to go to Lang's side tonight." Socks step incense steps, hand gold shoes. See you on the south side of the painting hall, and you have always been trembling. It is difficult for the slave to come out, and the king is merciful. ”
This time, all the officials moved to the middle of their bodies, but they all bent down slightly, not domineering enough.
"Enough!" With a coquettish reprimand, Sima Yanran finally couldn't stand it, after all, she was a twenty-year-old girl, and she was so prodigal that she kept talking in public.
But it seems to have affected most people's emotions, haven't you seen your father Sima Wudao listen to it with relish?
Sima Wudao came back to his senses and said, "Okay, didn't you see anyone fainting?" ”
Well? Everyone seemed to have just discovered that the 'bitter master' Ge County Lieutenant on the left side of the public case had his eyes closed, crumbling, and was about to fall, and the entourage next to him was also refreshed from his fantasy and immediately held his master.
"So..."Fan Youxian really has 'leisure', and he is still a little unsatisfied, so he turned his head and asked Lin Zigui, who was fiddling with the planners next to him, "Master Lin, what do you think?" ”
Lin Zi was anxious, his train of thought was interrupted, he raised his head and said blankly: "What did you say?" ”
"Okay, it's okay!" Seeing that Lin Zigui was in this state, there would be no way to communicate, Fan Youxian said regretfully: "In this way, then you are allowed not to..."
"Well, Lord Castle, you seem to be a defendant like me!"
"But I have an official status"
Hooligans are not afraid, they are afraid that hooligans are educated, and they are even more afraid that educated hooligans will play hooligans.
It's a rhythm to play to the death.
Fan Youxian saw that the matter was not over yet, so he nodded and said, "Well, that's right, Sima City Lord is good at 'martial arts', so it's better for the two of them to compete." ”
, Sima Wudao is a 'seven-pin', and if he wants to impact the 'eight-pin' master, if he is well prepared and well-designed, he can be killed, but he will be killed in seconds if he faces it.
"Humph! The lord of this city has always been to convince people with virtue, and fighting and killing is the courage of the horseman" Sima Wudao said disdainfully: "You also compose poems, I will judge whether you are satisfied or not"
"......" Li Dawei said aggrievedly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have already composed 7 songs just now, and I have only taken 6 steps in total." ”
Everyone listened to the 'joke' just now, and forgot that this defendant has 6 steps and 7 poems, which cannot be summarized by a genius of the world.
"That's your business" Sima Wudao ignored this stubble at all: "You can take two more steps!" ”
Rare dry humor.
If I hadn't been able to beat you, I would have cleaned you up a long time ago.
You can't be romantical anymore, otherwise you really won't be able to pass the test.
Fortunately, I know Sima Wudao's preferences, and pick the one he likes.
I talked too much, my throat was a little dry, I didn't go to class for a long time, and my professional skills degraded a little.
He cleared his throat and said, "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge it immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times? ”
After hearing this, Sima Wudao closed his eyes and said for a while: "What is that 'grape wine'?" ”
Well? No, how to focus on the focus is off. "Uh~ This is a wine made from grapes, sweet and sour in the mouth, and has a unique flavor."
Sima Wudao rolled his throat, "Oh... I convince people with virtue and speak with facts, I don't know how this wine is? So when I know, I'll judge the poem. ”
"This... If the lord of the castle can find a large number of grapes, I will be able to make them, but it will take about twenty days, but if I want the wine to be strong, it will take longer. ”
"More on the Future"
Li Dawei said in his heart, it seems that there will be no 'Wang Bang' today, and this matter will be endless. After a while, he thought, "Since that's the case, I'll change it again: angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Forty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.
Five shames, still snow; When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the lack of Heqi Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”
There is no way, in order to fit Sima Wudao, it can only be slightly modified, one is age, according to Sima Yanran's double ten years, it is estimated that he should be 'forty'; the second is that there is no 'Jingkang's shame' now, but due to the invasion of Wuhu, there will be a 'move to the south', and the capital will be 'Jiankang'.
This song is rumored to be Yue Fei's 'Man Jianghong', Li Dawei himself likes it very much, and this 'reading' is impassioned and full of passion.
After reading it, I found that everyone was excited and full of ambition.
After a blink of mind, I understood.
At this time, the north of the Yangtze River has basically fallen, and it is only a matter of time before the area around Xiangyang is concerned. In this court, except for Sima Yanran, the others are all men who are 'strong in blood', and they have a sense of family and country, and they are so teased by Li Dawei, and their hearts are surging.
Sima Wudao is the most empathetic, he is not only a member of the 'Sima' family, but also a general, what he is doing now is not to 'clean up the old mountains and rivers and face the sky', it is completely said to his heart.
In Li Dawei's astonished gaze, the case in front of Sima Wudao was almost shattered, and it seemed that he was definitely not his opponent when he fought.
Sima Wudao closed his eyes and half-tilted his head, as if digesting the content of the poem, as if he was reminiscing about the past. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Don't kneel!" ”