The back garden of Yuxian Ju, the scenery here is pleasant, the flowers are blooming, and the four seasons are like spring. It can be called the second imperial garden.

Of course, such a fame is not boasted by others, but genuine. In addition to the regulations on the materials used, the flowers and trees are similar to the imperial garden in the palace. Especially those strange flowers, which are even more peculiar than those in the palace.

Yushu Qionghua is on the forest, and Qionglou Yuyu is decorated with flowers. Strange flowers and thousands of trees swim in the scales, and thousands of ancient trees and kingfishers sing.

This is the back garden of the Jade Immortal Residence, the Jade Immortal Garden. The beauty of beauty should be a fairyland in the world.

It was nearly noon, the peak of the day. But in the Jade Immortal Garden, I didn't feel the heat at all. The wind is light and the water is clear.

Especially in the Moting Pavilion in the Jade Immortal Garden, it feels like an air-conditioned room in later generations, but it is not like an air-conditioned room. The architecture of the whole pavilion is very unique, the sound of gurgling water flows around, taking away the annoying heat; The gentle and soft tulle hangs around, like a fairyland, which makes people fantasize; The faint fragrance of flowers is accompanied by the refreshing body fragrance of the three women in the pavilion, which makes people fascinated.

The air is refreshing but not stuffy, and the taste is fragrant but not greasy.

Li Xiao at this moment feels like this. He took a deep breath, and the aroma poured into his nose, and the faint mint flavor refreshed him.

He raised his pen and was about to start, and the inky black juice dripped on the rice paper, scattering in all directions. Frowning, he looked at the rice paper in front of him, the bit of black on it made him very uncomfortable, put down the pen, and sighed.

Although the beauty studied the ink herself, Li Xiao still didn't want to write. His handwriting is so ugly, writing is not his strong point, let alone brush writing, he can't write, he can't control the size of each word, I'm afraid that if he writes, it will be pitch black. It's that he can't enjoy such good treatment.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong with not continuing to write?" Yu Xian'er was waiting for Li Xiao to start writing with great anticipation, not knowing what kind of amazing poem this young man would write, but suddenly, she just clicked on the paper, and then put down the pen, what is going on, is it a repentance. Couldn't help but make her heart a little nervous.

This feeling is like something that is about to be obtained, and it is suddenly gone in front of my eyes, and I have gained and lost. Just like she did more than a decade ago.

Xia Que was a little angry, what did Li Xiao mean, he put down his body and came to study ink for him in person, he just clicked an ink spot, what is it, is it disgusting, she has grown so big, she has not been so wronged.

Couldn't help it, she held the hand of the ink ingot with force, and the ink tray and the ink ingot made a "zizi" sound, which made people uncomfortable for a while.

The sound of friction made everyone in the pavilion quickly come back to their senses. Xia Que put down the ink ingot in his hand in a panic, knelt down, and didn't dare to speak. Chun Sleepy was also busy kneeling, his sister made a mistake, and sitting on his sister's was also wrong.

Yuxian Erdai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, not because of the ugly friction sound, but because of Li Xiao sitting opposite.

Looking at the kneeling on both sides of the spring and the summer, Li Xiao shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not that my brother doesn't want to write, it's just that my brother really can't write, and I'm afraid that the words written will make my sister laugh." ”

It is impossible to write unless you take out a pen or A4 paper.

"Is that really the reason?" Yu Xian'er didn't believe that Li Xiao could write those two peerless poems, he should be a literati, how could he not write. After thinking about it, she saw the rice paper on the side, thought of the rice paper handed over to her on the day of the Bamboo Forest Xiaozhu Poetry Club, and smiled. It seems that this younger brother Xiao really can't write, and the poems on the rice paper that day are really like chicken feet, not at all like the words written by a genius.

"Really." Li Xiao wants to cry without tears, ugly words are hard wounds, and lazy people are also hard wounds. The Chu family is rich, but he just doesn't want to practice calligraphy, practicing calligraphy is boring, it's not as interesting as teasing the maids. He glanced at the kneeling second daughter, smiled, and then said, "It's better like this, how about letting the spring sleepy girl ghostwrite." ”

Xia is a martial arts girl, and she definitely can't write.

Yu Xian'er laughed, her delicate body shook, and her lips kissed: "Then it's better to let Xia Que ghostwrite, among the four sisters, Xia Que's words are the best." ”

"Uh." Li Xiao looked at Xia Que in surprise, he didn't expect that this martial girl's words turned out to be the best, a little unbelievable. It shouldn't be, looking at the appearance, the appearance of spring sleepiness is very characteristic of Jiangnan women, gentle and delicate, and Xia is lacking, quite a bit of the heroism of the Northeast girls. Of course, the two daughters are good-looking, but Xia Lack makes people feel like they don't feel like people who can write.

You can’t judge a book by its cover?

"Since that's it, then I'll listen to my sister."

"Get up." Yu Xian'er said to the second daughter.

The two girls answered, got up from the ground, and then changed their positions, and Li Xiao also stood up sensibly.

Xia Que arrived at Li Xiao's original position, and Chun Sleepiness replaced Xia Que's work of researching ink.

"Let's start, Brother Xiao, don't have any more problems this time." Yu Xian'er took a sip of tea and said softly. But in Li Xiao's sound, there is always a strange feeling.

Li Xiao nodded, holding a teacup in one hand and pacing slowly in the pavilion, while putting one hand behind him, his movements were quite deep, and his brows were deliberately furrowed, making people look unfathomable.

The Jade Immortal Garden was silent, the breeze gently brushed the green leaves, and the petals hidden in it were selected and landed on the stream in the garden. The water gurgled through the rockery and fell into a small pool. The fish jumped lightly, pecked at the pink petals, and sparkled in the brilliant skylight.

In the silent pavilion, one person walked around, and three people waited.

The light tea in the cup shook slightly, Li Xiao walked to a flower, poured it with his hands, and the tea slowly flowed down the petals and disappeared. Turning around, he rubbed the empty teacup in his hand, looked at Yu Xian'er's beautiful face, and said: "The new emperor is heavy on the country, and Yuyu has been asking for it for many years. ”

There is no Tang in this world, and there is no Han Emperor Tang Xuanzong. So I can only make up a name casually, the new emperor, the ghost knows which dynasty and which generation of the new emperor.

"There is a girl in a certain family who has just grown up, and she is raised in the depths of the boudoir and no one knows her."

Without Tang Xuanzong and Yang Yuhuan, the Yang family became a certain family.

"It's hard to give up on your natural beauty, and once you chose to be on the king's side. Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color. ”

The one who makes the six palaces have no color is naturally the concubine in the palace.

Looking at it with his eyes, Li Xiao found that a touch of loss seemed to flash in Yu Xian'er's eyes, I don't know why she was lost, could it be because of the fact that the daughter of a certain family was elected to the king's side, but this is a great honor for a certain family, at least at some time.

"What's next?" Seeing that Li Xiao hadn't continued for a long time, Yu Xian'er couldn't help but ask. Eight lines of poetry can indeed be regarded as the end, with a beginning and an end.

Li Xiao also decided to end here, there is no need for more. But since Yu Xian'er asked so, then he would say a few more words, anyway, he didn't need money, and the back was okay.

"The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy...... The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance...... The clouds and temples are swaying, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night...... The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on. ”

After that, Li Xiao stopped, because he found that Yu Xian'er's eyes were full of spring, as if she was thinking about something inappropriate for children, and looking at her face, there was a smile on her face, she was very happy. But soon, Li Xiaoyou saw a touch of melancholy in Yu Xian'er's eyes, and the slender hands that were originally placed at random were actually dragging each other at this time.

"Childe, but there is more?" Yu Xian'er spoke.

At this time, she was not called "Brother Xiao", which really shocked Li Xiao's heart, it seemed that it was the poem she just said, which stimulated Yu Xian'er. But in retrospect, those just now seem to be compliments.

Li Xiao coughed lightly twice and said, "Sister Yu, you are not interesting enough, my brother has read so many lines of poetry, and you don't mean that your brother is tired and has no return, but he is cold." ”

We, who are exhausted, don't give some sweetness, we won't agree.

Yu Xian'er smiled faintly and waved her hand at Chun Sleep, who had put down the ink ingot, and motioned for the latter to speak.

Chun Wei saluted respectfully, then stood up, looked at Li Xiao, and said: "The purpose of the poetry meeting to use drugs on Gongzi that night does not have any special significance, it was a noble person who wanted to see Gongzi that night, so he made this temporary decision. ”

If you want to see a nobleman, you don't need to be incense, and that's not what I want to know. Li Xiao was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Chun Ji.

"The noble person has a special status, so please forgive me." With that, Chun Sleepy sat down and picked up the ink ingot again.

He has a special status, so what's my business. Li Xiao shouted frantically in his heart.

"Brother Xiao can continue?" Yu Xian'er said with a smile. The poem hasn't been written yet, and there must be something down there.

"But that's not what I'm asking......"

"Brother, don't get an inch, the poem is not over yet, half a poem is a problem, it's fair." Yu Xian'er looked proud. She didn't know what Li Xiao was thinking.

Compared with the events of the night of the poetry meeting, Li Xiao wanted to know that it was Wan Guifei, which was the main purpose of his coming to Yuxian Residence today. exchanging poems for things, wanting to exchange half of the remnant poems for the news of Wan Guifei, this little Jiujiu has long been seen through by Yu Xian'er.

Looking at Yu Xian'er's appearance, Li Xiao couldn't help but slander for a while, this woman, sure enough, has a set, and the little half of the poem really can't fool her. But fortunately, he kept one of them, "Song of Long Hatred" is very long, and there are many places to praise, but he hasn't used it up yet.

Sighing deliberately, he shook his head with a helpless expression. continued to recite: "Chenghuan has no leisure for the banquet, and the spring is a special night from the spring outing." ”

"There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one...... The golden house is dressed up as a delicate night, and the jade building feasts are drunk and spring. ”

Yu Xian'er dragged her cheeks and continued to listen, her eyes were confused, her face was slightly red, and she seemed to have returned to the time she had been.

As for Li Xiao, who memorized the poem, he seemed to have been brought in by the poem and saw the beautiful love between Li and Yang.

"Sisters and brothers are all in the land, and poor and glorious are born...... So the hearts of parents all over the world are not reborn male and female...... The high place of Li Palace enters the green clouds, and the fairy music wind is heard everywhere...... Slow singing and dancing and condensing silk bamboo, today's king does not see enough. ”

"In heaven I would like to be a winged bird, and on earth I would like to be a branch. The days are long and the days are endless, and this love lasts forever. ”

ps: I'm a copyist, I'm a copyist... hhh