A few people had eaten fasting, but they no longer bothered with the letterhead left by Master Kongming, and went to Fenglin Valley to enjoy the autumn scenery together.

Liu Qingrang looked at the layers of forests, remembering that half a month ago, he met the fairy in his dream here, how happy, and now he looks at the present, the beauty is on the side, but the king of Yongning is also on the side, and he can only swallow the bitter water by himself.

Along the way, Liu Qingrang walked faster, worried that he would find that he was the only one left to walk alone, and the prince took Ah Can to change to another way, and he would never meet again; walked slowly, and could only watch King Yongning lead Ah Chan in front, sour, and unhappy; If they walked side by side, he wouldn't dare, he wouldn't dare.

Although Liu Qing's heart is entangled, in the end, the autumn is crisp, the scenery is pleasant, and the mood is still good. I felt that my heart was surging, and the poetry was about to come out, so I stopped everyone, saying that I was grateful for the autumn scenery and made a poem.

Before Ye Yao could stop him, he chanted as he spoke,

"When you drop three autumn leaves, you can bloom February flowers. Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted. ”

Ye Yao turned his head, looking at this champion who didn't know what to do and had no eyesight, he had a headache, if Ah Can was not around, he would have cleaned up and thrown out of Jianxing. It's just that now, there is nowhere to go, so I can only watch him for a long time, which one is coming again.

Ye Xingcan was amazed, no wonder the current saint ordered him to be the champion, it was really powerful, and the export was a chapter, that is, he praised, "The autumn leaves urge spring flowers, whimsy, I remember that it was mentioned in the ancient books that a hundred years ago in the Wei Dynasty, there was a prince who could compose poems in seven steps, and Zimu was not too much." ”

Ye Yao was unhappy when he heard the word "Zimu", Ye Xingcan has been calling himself "brother, brother" since he was a child, he didn't think it before, but now he hears it, there is no love between men and women, only brother and sister are left, thinking that this title has to be changed.

glanced at Liu Qingrang again, it was really a waste of this face that was similar to Qin Mo's five points, and he was glad that this person had such a temperament, and he was also worried about himself, so he said leisurely, "Zhuang Yuanlang, is there a big river here, or is there a bamboo forest?" Nonsense, thousands of feet of waves, thousands of poles slanted. ”

Liu Qingrang was not convinced, emphasizing that this is the artistic conception, the artistic conception! But he didn't dare to refute the King of Yongning, and suddenly thought of Ye Xingcan's sentence "King Yongning can compose poems" before, so he stiffened his neck and said, "It is said that the King of Yongning is martial arts and is romantic, please come to a song too." ”

Hearing this, not only Ye Xingcan was in a cold sweat, thinking about how to block a gear for Ye Yao, even Huo Yue was holding his forehead and hanging his head, his own prince's literary talent was good, but it was limited to competing with a group of generals, although he never forgot it, he didn't spend much time on literary attainments, and if he wanted to compare it with the champion poem, it really made the general embroider.

Ye Yao was calm, took the fan in his hand with the spirit incense, shook it with care, and said, "Jinjing Wutong autumn leaves are yellow, and the bead curtain does not roll up the frost at night." The smoked cage jade pillow has no color, and the Nangong is long and long. ”

was so shocked that Liu Qing made people's mouths grow, and his eyes were also round, and they almost fell out, unbelievable.

Ye Xingcan was also surprised and puzzled, pondering carefully, he always felt that this poem was a little weird, not like the mouth of the prince who had traveled thousands of miles and guarded the border, but it was like a girl who had been deprived of her youth and freedom, in the desolate and lonely deep palace, she was lonely and lonely, and she was listening to the scene of the palace leaking. pulled Ye Yao over, blinked his eyes, and looked at him curiously.

Ye Yao smiled, also smiled and blinked, and whispered in Ye Xingcan's ear, this is the poem in the anecdote of the former court concubine who saw A-Niang when he was a child, I don't know which one was snubbed by the saint and made by the white-headed palace of the deep palace.

Liu Qingrang saw that King Yongning and Ah Can's laughter were in one place again, and his heart was even more depressed, and he tasted it carefully, and the poems he composed were much more atmospheric, which was like the prince's poem, which was a little love and a sad ending.

Then he spoke again, "The prince is talented and learned, although Zimu can't write another poem in a short time, but he remembered the masterpiece of Mr. Taibai of the Li Tang Dynasty five hundred years ago, and wanted to discuss it with the prince." ”

"When the year falls, when the fire flows. The frost is out of the jam early, and the clouds cross the river in autumn. Dream around the border city moon, heart fly to the old country building. Thinking of returning to the water, no day is not leisurely. ”

He continued, "Mr. Taibai has been heroic and eclectic all his life, and Xiaosheng admires and envy the most. ”

When he looked up, he saw that except for Ling Xiang, who was at a loss, the other three people actually laughed, and Huo Yue tried even harder to hold back his laughter, and his face was flushed.

If you want to compose a poem, Ye Yao can't do it, you have to secretly "borrow" a poem from your predecessors, and no one has seen it, and Liu Qingrang has never heard of it, so he can hide it. But it is said that the poems of the predecessors came to the scene to fight the poems, and I am afraid that no one in this world is the opponent of the king of Yongning, after all, a certain prince has never forgotten, and he was naughty when he was young, and he tossed around in the palace every day.

Yongning Wangfu has a collection of thousands of volumes, Ye Yao in addition to familiar with the military books, political volumes, other miscellaneous books are not less, although not to seek much understanding, but almost all over again, if you say let him talk about the poetry of the predecessors, the artistic conception of the product, it is difficult for the prince, but it is absolutely easy to say that the endorsement of the book.

Where does Liu Qing know, the world has passed it on, King Yongning never forgets, it's really not a boast, there is a library opposite him, or a royal library.

Ye Yao shook the fan again, and opened his mouth to be Li Taibai's poem,

"The river city is picturesque, and the mountains look at the clear sky at night. Two water sandwich mirrors, double bridges fall rainbow. The people are cold orange grapefruit, and the autumn color is old sycamore. Who reads the north upstairs, and the wind is full of thanks. ”

At the end, he also said, "Compared with poems, this king likes the swordsmanship of Qinglian monks more, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, so it is chic." It is also a large-scale sweep and rapid advance, injecting a trace of uninhibited and pure into Li Tang's poetry circle. ”

Ye Xingcan watched Ye Yao shake the incomparably disproportionate women's fan, and took another bite of a Qinglian monk, afraid that Liu Qingrang would not be able to hear that he was knowledgeable.

Listening to his comment again, it is clear that when he was a teenager, what Mr. Qin said when he was teaching the two of them was actually given to Liu Qingrang word for word. I feel that my brother has been very different recently, not only is he angry, but he is also childish, as if he has returned to the sunny and wanton young man when he was a child.

Huo Yue sighed even more in his heart, when the prince was fifteen years old, his mother died, and he had to carry the secrets and ambitions of the Yongning palace for a hundred years, but the princess was still by the prince's side, and the old prince was still alive, and he could still see the prince laughing and laughing.

At the age of nineteen, the old prince was assassinated and died, the princess was taken captive, and when she came back, she was stimulated and had collapsed.

Seeing that the princess's health was deteriorating, and she was worried that she would be dragged down, she was ruthless and let go of what she loved, and General Tuo Qin took the princess to find the chief doctor of Luoyuan Valley, who no one had heard of, to protect her for the rest of her life.

Since then, the prince has entered Beiyin three times alone, and two into Yongning, he wants to guard the territory of the northwest and not lose under the iron hooves of Beiyin, to prevent Dayong from stabbing in the back, and to protect the lives of hundreds of thousands of generals on the wind and snow, whether the emperor takes the throne or not, the world can no longer tolerate the independence of Yongning Palace.

The hardships in this, the prince didn't say it, but the scars and sword marks on his body, the icy face that no longer saw a smile, the ruthlessness of killing tens of thousands of Beiyin soldiers, and the loneliness of sitting alone on the roof at night...... Everyone in the world knows the ambition of King Yongning, who cares where the rumor of "breaking the army and the world is easy" comes from, and who is the chess player holding the chess pieces?

Huo Yue followed Ye Yao's side, looking at it in his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

Recently, I finally saw the prince smiling again, looking at him will also play and laugh, watch him and the princess fall in love, watch him jealous and angry Liu Zhuangyuan, but never ordered to end this person's life. I only felt that the little prince who was as hot as the fire back then, rode all over the northwest, and led a group of aristocratic sons and daughters with fresh clothes and angry horses, finally came back, and couldn't help but turn his back and reddened his eyes.

Lingxiang came from Luo Yuan, grew up in the countryside, and did not have the teaching of men and women, so he didn't care about the difference between men and women, whether he gave or received kisses, watching Huo Yue suddenly turn his back, and also turned around, seeing that his eyes were red, he thought that the autumn wind was blowing and squinted his eyes, so he wanted to tiptoe and help him blow.

Huo Yue has been by Ye Yao's side since he was a child, except for the little princess who can be seen every day, where has he ever been close to a woman, seeing Lingxiang like this, he instantly blushed, and only said that he was fine, and he couldn't wait to run away immediately.

How could the small movements of the two of them escape Ye Yao's eyes, although they didn't see Huo Yue's red eyes, they saw that his face was flushed, and he was shy. Then he looked at Liu Qing and said, "Lord Shaomu, how about this king send you another song." ”

"On a spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. Mo is young and romantic. The concubine intends to marry and rest for the rest of her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. ”

The concubine was ashamed or not, but she didn't know, but Huo Yue's face was even redder, and she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Ye Xingcan listened to this poem, but was stunned.

When I was a child, the first time I read Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Township, Spring Tour", I liked it, and I felt that it was about myself and my brother, and I had transcribed it and put it under the pillow, at that time I was not ten years old, and Ye Yan, the princess of Yongning, who was called "Ah Niang" by herself, saw it, and scratched her nose and said, our little Ah Can also knows Si Qinglang, and when you are in time, let that kid shop ten miles of red makeup and welcome you to the door.

Thinking about it again, A-Niang has passed away for many years, and she is now seventeen years old, but I don't know why, and she didn't marry her brother that year.

Liu Qingrang didn't pay attention to Huo Yue's blushing, but he just wondered why King Yongning's autumn fighting poem was so good, why did he come up with a love poem, thinking that he couldn't admit defeat, he looked at Ye Xingcan and said,

"You know that the concubine has a husband, and the concubine is given a double pearl. Feeling lingering, tied to the red shirt. The concubine's high-rise building is even rising, and the lover is holding the halberd in the bright light. Zhijun's intentions are like the sun and the moon, and the husband vows to live and die together. Returning Jun Mingzhu's tears, he hated to meet when he was not married. ”

Ye Yao is used to being informal, but he cares a hundred about Ye Xingcan, today, first the prodigal son praised Ah Can's beauty, and now this champion Lang actually talked about "returning Jun Mingzhu to tears, hating to meet when he is not married", no matter how good the mood is, he can't bear it.

Raising his hand and condensing his palm, it was the killing move "Dragon Emperor", which was originally straight to Liu Qingrang, but after all, he was afraid that Ah Can was on the side, and he still crooked a point, only to see Liu Qingrang's side, an ancient maple tree with three people hugging each other split in half.

Ye Xingcan also listened to this poem inappropriately, and without waiting for a reaction, he saw Ye Yao make a move, and Liu Qing let the tree crack on his side instantly, for fear that he would be ruthless again, so he hugged Ye Yao and looked at Huo Yue busily.

Regardless of the sentence "You know that the concubine has a husband", Huo Yue still understood, and when he saw the hint from the princess, he rushed over and pulled up the champion who was already paralyzed on the ground and left. Glad he was just too scared to walk, and he knew to move forward with his drag.