The wind was blowing, the snowflakes were flying, and the western mountains were vast, and only a vague shadow could be seen.

There was a pergola on the south side of the cement bridge, and Wang Bingling was painting under the pergola, and when the painting was almost finished, Wang Bingling said to Xu Wenjue who was standing on the bridge, "Okay." ”

When Xu Wenjue heard this, he immediately walked over, picked up the painting with both hands, as if holding a rare treasure, looked at it carefully for a while, shook his head and sighed, and praised: "Like, really like, Sister Bing is not a Danqing holy hand, she has drawn the look of this little grandfather, and she is really extraordinary." ”

In the crowd of onlookers, there was a burst of sneering, "Hey, Fat Xu, are you praising Sister Bing, or are you praising yourself?" ”

This is Pu Peiyao speaking, and her tone is quite disdainful.

"Grandpa Ben doesn't boast about anyone, the person in this painting is really radiant and vivid, Pei Yao, if you don't believe it, come and see for yourself." Xu Wenjue beckoned to Pu Peiyao, but Pu Peiyao looked up at the sky and sneered.

Xu Wenjue laughed at it, pointed to a tree on the painting with his fat index finger, the left side of the tree was all blank, and said to Yang Bo: "Third brother, it's your turn, this is used to inscribe a poem, and this poem is naturally inscribed by you, third brother." ”

"Why me?" Yang Bo was startled, took a few steps back, and shook his head like a rattle, "How can I compose poetry, you better come by yourself." ”

"Childe, you can just have a song." The onlookers did not let Yang Bo go, and asked Yang Bo to inscribe poems.

Yang Bo insisted on refusing, not unwilling, he really wouldn't, but everyone thought that Yang Bo was in the overseas Chinese relationship, Xu Wenjue had no choice but to say to Shen Yanqing: "Sister-in-law, you come to evaluate the theory, this bridge is a new creation of the third brother, this poem is not titled by the third brother, who will ask the question?" ”

If on weekdays, Xu Wenjue called Shen Yanqing as a sister-in-law, she picked up the handle of the knife and smashed it in the morning, no matter what little grandfather you are, but today is different, her eyes glanced at Su Luo'er's side intentionally or unintentionally, straightened her towering chest, and accepted it happily.

Shen Yanqing looked at Yang Bo, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, she had seen Yang Bo write poems, on the boat, Yang Bo wrote 'just a classmate boy...', and in Dinghai, 'There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, and countless heroes compete to bend their waists' This seems to be a plain, but it is a good sentence that makes people feel endless, although Yang Bo said that he heard it, Shen Yanqing didn't believe it, and now it is just a poem with a painting title, a piece of cake.

The key is that Yang Bo can make good sentences, and as the future Mrs. Yang, she is also with the honorable and heroic Shen Yanqing, can't she have a little bit of a little woman's vanity?

"You just write a couple of sentences and deal with it."

Shen Yanqing said with a smile, what a light thing to say.

"Yang Bo, you still don't ask the question, don't ask the question, I want to ask." Pu Peiyao was impatient.

He stepped forward, glanced at the painting, hid his arms behind him, crossed his fingers, tilted his little head, paced, shook three times, and was obviously about to compose a poem, "From a distance, it looks like a bucket, but up close it is a bucket..."

"Alright, alright.." Yang Bo hurriedly waved his hand, "I'll do it, let's say it's good first, no matter if it's good or bad, no one is allowed to laugh." ”

"The heavy snow presses the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight." Yang Bo cheated again, although he was not a great man, but he was not far away.

When everyone heard this, their lips moved slightly, and they seemed to be silently reciting these two lines of Yang Bo's poems, and they nodded one after another, well, there is indeed a tree in this painting.

"Good poetry, good poetry, this means that I, I stand straight on the bridge." Xu Wenjue was a little embarrassed, obviously comparing himself to Qingsong.

"Hmph.." Wang Bingling said coldly: "That's a sycamore, haven't you seen all the leaves fall off?" ”

"Really?" Xu Wenjue hurriedly looked at the tree at the head of the bridge in the north, and could vaguely see the bare fork, it was indeed no leaves, and he looked at the tree in the painting, the branches and forks were painted with snow, in fact, it was difficult to see whether it was a sycamore or a green pine, so he said: "This is called comparing things with people, and it doesn't matter if it is a green pine, hehe.."

"Yes, it's a good sentence." The businessmen don't care about that, just applaud.

The corners of Wang Bingling's mouth were teasing and smiling, Su Luo'er and Mei Xian'er pursed their lips and smiled, Leshui, Xiang'er, and Liu Wu and others all applauded loudly, they really felt good, not only the tree was straight and straight, but the bridge was straight and straight.

Shen Yanqing is very calm, poetry, she also reads, there is a comparison in the front, there is a rise in the back, usually good sentences are in the back, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Yang Bo, and her face was full of expectation.

Yang Bo stepped onto the cement bridge, the cold wind blew his long hair, his clothes fluttered, the jade tree was like the wind, and the snowflakes swirled and fell on his shoulders, silently.

Yang Bo said in his heart, if there is a genuine poet at this moment, he should also be poetic and chant a poem, but unfortunately, I can only piece it together and make a poem, and the effect is still unknown. Yang Bo finally spoke: "The prince came up from the bridge, and they met and knew each other. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately talked about it.

"The heavy snow presses the green pine, the green pine is straight and straight, the Shizi Bridge comes up, and we know each other when we meet, ouch.."

"Shhhh It's so wet. ”

"I understand, brotherly love, like heavy snow pressing down on green pines, green pines are straight and straight."

"Indeed, this poem takes the path of quiet night and thinking about the night, the words are simple, but the poetry is very great."

"Shizi came up from the bridge, met and knew each other, good sentence."

Leshui stretched out his thumb and shouted with a smile: "Senior brother, you are so good." ”

Xu Wenjue was a little stunned, the first two sentences are talking about Qingsong, not afraid of wind and snow, and has a noble character, in fact, Qingsong does have a noble character, combined with the last two sentences, it is not simple, obviously there is something else, what is it referring to, is it talking about the brotherhood between him and Yang Bo? The two of them not only met in Pingshui, but also met and knew each other, no matter the danger, why not be afraid of wind and snow, indestructible.

This poem is talking about the brotherly relationship between him and Yang Bo, and the artistic conception is very deep, at least for him, it is true.

Xu Wenjue suddenly burst into tears, a little excited, hurriedly stepped onto the bridge, took Yang Bo's hands, choked up, and said: "Third brother, it is enough for the younger brother to have a confidant of the third brother in this life." ”

"Little Four, what are you talking about?" Yang Bo raised his hand and said, "Let's marry Jin Lan, but it's four brothers." ”

"Third brother, the little brother is wrong, otherwise, the third brother will jump on me again." Xu Wenjue looked at Yang Bo with blank eyes, and his words were very earnest.

A group of people watched Yang Bo and Xu Wenjue talk about their brotherhood, and most of them thought that Yang Bo's poems must be good, otherwise Xu Wenjue would not be so moved.

Shen Yanqing's heart blossomed, and she stepped onto the bridge, but her steps were a little erratic, she stretched out her hand and patted the snowflakes on Yang Bo's shoulder, and said angrily: "I have to go back to the hospital, can't I write a few crooked poems?" Hurry back to the house, I've got a cold, and I'm going to have to heal you. ”

Shen Yanqing said this, looking at Yang Bo's eyes, they were full of tenderness and sweetness, although she was bold and heroic by nature, she was still dressed in men's clothes at the moment, but she liked the kind of man who had great ability and bookish spirit.

She hopes that her future husband will be a big hero, it is best to be able to stabilize the country, and the kind that can take the head of the general in the army of one million, this standard is high enough, don't let Yang Bo know, if Yang Bo knows, maybe he will be scared away.

At this time, the snow was a little smaller, but the cold wind was even colder, and everyone had been standing in the cold wind, stomping their feet from the cold, and the excitement was also over, so naturally they talked and chatted all the way, and left separately.

"Qing'er.." Su Luoer called Shen Yanqing affectionately, swung her waist, walked up to Shen Yanqing, and grabbed Shen Yanqing's arm.

Shen Yanqing was also smiling, but the rest of her eyes noticed that Wang Bingling walked up to Yang Bo and was talking about something.

"Bingling'er has something to talk about when she looks for Yang Bo, it's about that red-haired Wan Baine, let them go, Qing'er hurry back to the house with me and try on clothes."

"Sister Su, but you bought a large one? I've got long legs. ”

Su Luo'er said angrily: "Look at what Sister Qing'er said, can my sister buy it indiscriminately without knowing her sister's size?" You can try it, to ensure that it fits and fits, and it can fit your heart, how long will this men's sister wear it? Really. ”

The two girls laughed at Yanyan and went to the backyard of the stone temple.

Yang Bo looked at Shen Yanqing and Su Luo'er talking and laughing freely and intimately, and said to himself: "The emotions between this woman are like clouds in the sky, and the clouds are deep and I don't know where to go." ”

"A woman's heart, a needle under the sea, don't want to figure it out in this life, just take Pu Peiyao as an example.."

Before Xu Wenjue finished talking about Pu Peiyao, Wang Bingling walked up to Yang Bo and said bluntly: "Yang Bo, I have something to tell you." Wang Bingling spoke, stretched out his hand and handed the painting to Xu Wenjue, but the delicate and beautiful phoenix eyes looked at Xu Wenjue,

This ice sister is not polite.

Xu Wenjue took the painting and muttered in his heart.

He is also interested, Sister Bing wants to talk to Yang Bo about private words, who made the third brother look so handsome, who is to blame? Hengzhu was still in a hurry to inscribe Yang Bo's poem on the painting, so Xu Wenjue beckoned and left.

"Something?" Yang Bo asked.

"Hmm." Wang Bingling nodded, his tone was very stiff, "The hall master told you to take Wan Bain away, this is related to the great cause of my Spark Sect." ”

"Nope." Yang Bo flatly refused: "My people can't drive a boat, they will die at sea in the future, human lives are at stake, the hall master will not understand?" ”

Sure enough, Yang Bo didn't agree.

Before Wang Bingling left, You Suqing had already explained that Yang Bo might not let her take Wan Baien away, Wang Bingling naturally had a B plan, so he said: "Wan Baien only needs to go to Haizhou to meet someone, and then you can bring him back." ”

Wang Bingling saw Yang Bo groaning for a while, and said: "In addition, something happened to Lord Zuo, the governor of Haizhou, and you also need to go to Haizhou to deal with it." ”

"Zuo Wencan? What happened to him? What does it matter to me if something happens to him? Yang Bo patted the falling snow on his body, and walked forward on the snow by himself.

"The emperor came to the holy decree, Zuo Wencan was suspended and waiting, the hall master said, Lord Zuo is not guilty, you are not guilty, Lord Zuo is guilty, you are guilty."

Yang Bo was stunned when he heard this, but he stopped.

He did kill more than 100 people from thousands of households in the official army, and it was impossible for the government or the court not to react at all.

He also expressed his willingness to cooperate with the government through Xie Wenzhi, and the price he gave was a guaranteed tax of 100,000 taels of silver a year, and Zuo Wencan had also made a comeback, and Chongzhen should have known it.

Zuo Wencan's recital was jointly approved by the three parties, including Xie Wenzhi and Yang Bo, Zuo Wencan said in the recital that Qiu Qianhu went to Meizhen to blockade Xishan, but he did not know about it, and implied that Qiu Qianhu was instructed by the Governor Yamen and was seeking personal interests for a certain high-ranking official of the Governor Yamen.

If Chongzhen listens to Zuo Wencan's recitals, then Zuo Wencan is not guilty, on the contrary, he has merit, because he won a rare 100,000 taels of silver for the emperor, and Yang Bo is even more innocent, because he took the initiative to ask for taxes according to the regulations, and he is a great good people.

You Suqing is right.

Yang Bo is just dissatisfied, Wan Baien's matter, why does You Suqing always hide it? Go to Haizhou to meet someone, who to meet?