|||--Zhuo Mu couldn't bear it: "Mantuo! You are too self-conscious, not only do you have no ink in your chest, but you are also as ambitious as the sky. Do you think you can be like Zhuo Yun, know people well, and dominate the southwest? Do you think you can be like Zhuo Yun, work hard and stick to the country? Do you think you can be like Ah Long, overcoming obstacles and turning the tide? Do you think you can be like Ah Long, far-sighted, heroic and powerful? To tell you the truth, I have already seen through you, calculating and harming others, but you are extremely smart. Governing the country and benefiting the people is useless and full of loopholes. ”

Mantuo was robbed of white by Zhuo Mu, and he was even more angry: "You are wise and martial, and you regard power and scheming like dung, but you are mistaken by benevolence and righteousness." Don't you know? Zhuo Yun is extremely vicious, and the dragon demon is ambitious. You yourself are obsessed, and sooner or later you will lose a mess. ”

Zhuo Mu was furious, and grabbed seven inches: "Mantuo, if you don't think about yourself, don't you think about the third son?" If they had a sinful mother, how would they hold their heads high? Isn't the future of a lifetime completely ruined? Not only did you bring about your own destruction, but did you want to drag them down and be buried with you? ”

Mantuo thought of his three sons, sad and hateful, and could not bear it: "Over the years, I have sacrificed my life and forgotten death, why not for myself? Isn't it all for your father and son? ”

The two husbands and wives are extremely affectionate on weekdays, but they have different views and different political opinions, so they only talk and do not speculate.

Zhuo Mu was extremely disappointed, and he was cold and discouraged: "I said a thousand things and ten thousand in vain, but you didn't leave, and you went backwards." Do you have to force me to hammer out? ”

Thinking about it, he was sad and angry: "So far, you don't have oil and salt, and you don't care about life or death." Nevertheless, if you insist on going your own way and implicating your three sons, how can I let it go? ”

After learning from the pain, he can only turn his grief into strength and change his wife.

For the sake of the three sons, Zhuo Mu played the first style of "Guan Manjiaotuo", and used force to force Mantuo to "turn the dragon into a friend".

Although Mantuo is hard-mouthed, he knows that for the future of his three sons, he must work hard to please Yunlong. Yes, for the first time in his life, he swallowed his anger.

Qinghe didn't know that this was the second time that Mantuo had come to the General's Mansion, and he was jealous twice.

When Aaron saw the arrival of the distinguished guests, he naturally greeted him with a smile. He has always had a clear love and hate, and although he hates Mantuo extremely much, he loves Zhuo Mu from the bottom of his heart.

Qinghe peeked at it and secretly admired: "No wonder Zhuo Mu has won the heart of the dragon, his sword eyebrows are obliquely flying heroic; His tiger eyes are blazing; His dark eyes were sharp and shining; His bearing is as warm as spring. is really a warm man, handsome and virtuous. ”

Aaron invited Mr. and Mrs. Zhuo to their room. It is said to be a guest room, but in fact, it is a library pavilion in the south building of Longfu, which can be described as a multi-purpose hall on the first floor, an ancient version of the multi-functional hall.

Qinghe was firmly controlled by Ah Long, and he couldn't break free, so he could only accompany the dragon like a tiger and follow up with the south study.

Unexpectedly, this one was a blessing in disguise, and I was fortunate to see the "Long's Library Pavilion".

The main hall is surprisingly large, and the collection of books is amazing. Rows of bookshelves, columns of logos, and volumes of books made her refreshed.

Qinghe saw this "mountain of books and sea of books", and only felt: "Thousands of books have accumulated over time, and all the sorrows and hatreds have been thrown away."

bowed and worshipped, and was infinitely emotional: "In this pavilion, every book is a genius in modern times." ”

Look left and right, never get tired of looking at it. Not full of joy, just want to sing.

The fly in the ointment is the furnishings of the library pavilion, which is too low-key and too shabby. The huge space, with only a few hard benches and a small square table, is so simple that it is jaw-dropping.

For Qinghe, the ancient book can be much cuter than the "color dragon and angry phoenix", if you take the opportunity to read it, it can be regarded as a joy in suffering, where is the mood, what do you do landlord wife?

Fortunately, Ah Long is good at the friendship of the landlord, loves his concubines in a good way, and treats his guests well.

Zhuo Mu saw Ah Long take a step and take a lotus, but the little thing fluttered and refused to stop, and instantly remembered that yesterday afternoon, she was gray-headed, and the kang cave was haunted, and she was only happy to smile and smile, and then looked at Ah Long, but when she saw that he had a lotus as a companion, she was even more smiling.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "A man loves his wife, and they are all the same, which is unreasonable." ”

For a while, the two brothers became even more difficult friends, and they cherished each other.

Zhuo Mu laughed at Ah Long: "Bihe leans on the dragon like drunk, and Hibiscus sails out of the water and falls by herself." Breaking his eyebrows and bending his waist for Herui, the frivolous young man did not want to return.

Ah Long replied to Zhuo Mu: "The graceful spring curtain is beautiful, and the flowers of Pituo are flying all over the sky." The spring breeze will rise in the future, and the water waves will reflect the distant mountains. ”

When Zhuo Mu heard this, his face was happy, and he looked at Mantuo, only to feel that his wife was really not powerful.

Mantuo's anger did not decrease, he did not say a word, and he was indignant that he was forced to bow by her husband's overlord.

As a landlord, Ah Long has the demeanor of a gentleman, holding lotus with his right hand and making tea with his left hand.

Ah Long loved Ho so much, he really frightened Mantuo. Although she loves Zhuo Mu to the extreme, she is inherently self-conscious, and she is used to eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, and secretly hates herself for being too thin and has no such treatment.

Zhuo Mu handed over the tonic: "Ah Long, how is your body recovering?" ”

Aaron thanked his best friend: "I have long been guilty as before, and there is a curtain of Lao." ”

Qinghe not only wanted to reveal the secret of the south study, but also wanted to escape from the general's mansion, and for a while, he carefully turned around eighteen bends and carefully turned eighteen times.

Ah Long knew it, smiled freely, and hugged her little lotus waist tighter, lest she be slightly distracted, she suddenly became difficult, and Long Huai got out.

Zhuo Mu saw that Ah Long's face was ruddy, his complexion was pleasant, and he was full of joy: "Ah Long, I and Mantuo have been here a long time ago. Ah Long is not at home, but he takes his sister-in-law out to play? ”

Ah Long handed over the fragrant tea, and smiled often: "I traveled to Yunjian Mountain with my concubine, the scenery is very good, and the meaning is still unfinished." ”

Zhuo Mu smiled and reached out to take it.

Just when Ah Long and Zhuo Mu were smiling and the teacups were handing over, Qinghe saw the opportunity, suddenly kicked out like lightning, and stomped on Ah Long fiercely.

Ah Long was frightened and hurriedly retreated to avoid it, and at the same time, for fear of spilling the tea, he hurriedly tried to balance it. In a flash, a let go, Qinghe fled.

She kicked away and won, Long Huai escaped, overjoyed, and thought to herself: "Why don't you take this opportunity and flee quickly?" ”

She had already jumped to the door, but Aaron reacted like a god, and it was amazingly fast. A white shadow leaped up, as fast as lightning, as fast as a flash, and grabbed her back from the door.

In front of everyone's eyes, Qinghe returned defeated, feeling inferior, full of shame, self-mocking, and smiled: "I haven't admired the name for a long time, and I want to look at the collection of books, how can Long Da guard against me like a thief?" ”

Ah Long smiled with a smile on his face: "Qinghe, our family's collection of books is inside, you should look inward, why do you still run out in reverse?" He smiled relaxedly, but his grip was tight.

Qinghe dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, hypocritically, and laughed coquettishly, "Long Dada, in this case, don't be a little child, can you let me feast my eyes?" ”

Ah Long really let go: "Qinghe, you are in charge of my book collection, you don't need to ask your husband." ”

Zhuo Mu saw the husband and wife fighting, which was full of fun, and he almost flew away with a sip of tea. I thought to myself: "I deserve to be called the little lotus demon, I am really naughty and nonsense, clever and well-behaved." Ah Long is a hero, and if he marries such a living treasure, he can't sleep. ”

Mantuo was furious, seeing the two of them, they regarded her as nothing, and their faces were as pale as dirt.

Qinghe doesn't like Mantuo very much, so he is afraid to avoid it. Three jumps and two jumps, butterflies wear a hundred flowers, bees dance in eight figures, fly to the bookshelf, and disappear in the blink of an eye.

She flew around, lingering. There are countless books in the collection, such as astronomy, geography, war books, war books, poems, songs, pianos, chess, calligraphy and paintings.

She likes poetry, and because of her worship of Qu Yuan, she brought a volume of "Mrs. Xiang" and opened it easily.

Unexpectedly, the poem never caught his eye, and a piece of old and yellowed rice paper jumped out of the poem, swirling and tossing, fluttering, and falling to the ground.

She hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, and wanted to put it back as it was, but suddenly saw a few lines of words jumping on the paper, which was clearly a poem. Inadvertently, I glanced at it and couldn't help but be stunned.

Look at its gestures, wave freehand, strong and powerful, elegant and vigorous, free and free from the dust, but with the dragon house couplet, the same.

She looked at the yellowed rice paper and said in her heart:

"Follow the dream of Ru Tomb and return to Shumen. Shushan is often water, today is yesterday. The night rain in Bashan, everything is like ruin. Although it is destroyed, it will not return to the same place.

Follow the tomb and return to the edge gate. Tea mountain bamboo sea, today yesterday bandits. The autumn rain of the sycamore, everything is like destruction. Although it is like a destruction, it will not be with you. ”