Chapter Seventy-Eight: Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island

The bandit leader suddenly remembered that this girl like a daffodil had been here all along.

The sudden appearance of these mountain village husbands not only did not scare this girl into crying, but also did not even weaken her legs. In front of such a cowardly and timid man who keeps begging for mercy and is afraid of death, this little girl's current appearance has attracted the admiration of a group of tough guys, and she has a little admiration and appreciation.

Bandits like the mountains and wilderness have always been quick to talk, and they don't bend around, and they say what they think: "This little lady is a backbone, but she is much more heroic than her little lover!" ”

A group of stunned little bandits immediately nodded in agreement.

The bandit leader won the support of the little bandits, and the emotions of those proud bosses also came out, and he also knew that the little Rono behind him asked in the tone of the leader: "Little lady, you are a backbone and bloody, our brothers respect you and will not kill you!" said that he was full of pride, but he suddenly wondered about Gongsun Xinxin's behavior in front of him, and asked Gongsun Xinxin: "What does this mean, little lady?" Thinking about it again, no matter what Gongsun Xinxin meant or what requirements he had, he could agree to Gongsun Xinxin well, and it was not a difficult thing, so he generously raised his hand and said: "No matter what the little lady means, let the restaurant first turn out this coward who disgraces our man's face!" ”

Gongsun Xinxin's face was pale and the stupid flap that she clenched because she was scared couldn't see the blood clearly, and Gongsun Xinxin's always bright big eyes were also in a trance and firm, that is, she obviously didn't know anything, and only understood that she had to stick to something very important, but when it came to the end, she forgot even what this important thing was and how important it was.

The bandit leader thinks that he is a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade and has incomparable righteousness and heroic temperament, so although Gongsun Xinxin blocked him so straightforwardly and recklessly, and asked Gongsun Xinxin without answering anything, the bandit leader still picked up his heavy knife and waited patiently for Gongsun Xinxin to speak, and even had a gentle look in his expression.

Gongsun Xinxin didn't know whether to ease his senses or not, gritted his teeth, shook his originally good-looking but now pale lips and said, "Don't embarrass him, the money is in my hands." Gongsun Xinxin said, biting her lip flap harder, pulling the burden on her back like a life-saving straw, and her slender jade hand picked up the meridians.

The bandits hadn't figured out what was going on, and the bandit leader glanced at the scholar Xiucai, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling with fear, and then moved back to this stubborn and gentle daffodil-like girl, and vaguely felt that he understood something, but it was so unbelievable.

Sure enough, when he heard that Gongsun Xinxin had made up his mind, he mustered up twelve points of courage to go to see the bandit leader, and said righteously: "If you want money, I will give it to you." As soon as the jade fingers that were holding the burden tightly loosened, the burden slipped and fell to the ground along Gongsun Xinxin's slender arm as if it was unrestrained.

The sound of the burden falling to the ground was not loud, but it startled the cowardly lover who had been kneeling, and glared at Gongsun Xinxin complainingly, but he really didn't have the courage in front of the bandits, and Xiucai Lover thought that the money, gold, and silver that the bandit leader wanted were all here, and he hurriedly moved his already kneeling numb knees to retreat, making himself farther away from the burden, and at the same time, he was also farther away from Gongsun Xinxin, the daffodil.

Retreated, and did not forget to chatter and beg for mercy: "Uncle, the money is given to you, you can spare the useless dog life of the villain." If the money is not enough...... "This showman, Gongsun Xinxin did not hesitate to run away from home to follow the lover, and without hesitation, he put his hand in front of Gongsun Xinxin, who was protecting him with the word "big", and his mouth was completely awe-inspiring with a righteous and awe-inspiring look: "The money is hers, not enough to find this woman to take!" The villain is indeed penniless, so you can let the villain go. ”

Gongsun Xinxin's whole body trembled, she almost couldn't stand, she barely supported herself to stand firmly, she only felt buzzing about what the people behind her said, and she couldn't really hear anything.

Gongsun Xinxin just listened to this voice, and in the dark green dense forest, a few rays of sunlight obliquely passed through thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains and stopped in front of Gongsun Xinxin.

Gongsun Xinxin thought that the sun was laughing at her pitiful, so she resolutely bypassed them and continued to the dark green deep forest with no end in sight.

Turning away from the brilliant thousand suns behind him.

Gongsun Xinxin was immature when she began to walk into the deep forest, but she was still abducted by the beautiful sound of writing.

When Gongsun Xinxin first met her little showman.

In the fragrance of the white and tender daffodils on the shore of that lake, the boy who is known as a prodigy and the future champion is looking up with a young and bookish face, and the sandalwood mouth is very rhythmic, and the boring dead words in Gongsun Xinxin's eyes are vividly displayed in front of the young her, just like the elf and little fairy in Gongsun Xinxin's dream, dancing with her.

Qin Jinghao saw Luo Yunyao's green fingers on the desk that were as calm as him, and the green onion-like fingers on the desk began to clench unconsciously, looking a little angry.

General Qin knew that His Royal Highness the eldest princess Biluo, who had always been sentimental, was deeply involved in this story.

Qin Jinghao looked at Luo Yunyao steadily, but he couldn't recall Luo Yunyao's thinking, he probably knew what Luo Yunyao was thinking, but he only knew the specific direction, where could he really know what Luo Yunyao was thinking.

General Qin was still worried about the girl in front of him. But after receiving Ouyang Jingxu's hint, Ouyang Dali Siqing slowly shook his head, signaling that General Qin didn't have to worry.

Qin Jinghao could see from the eyes of his friends for many years that Ouyang Jingxu was really confident about Luo Yunyao's thinking. Although General Qin was very dissatisfied with the fact that there was another man who knew him better than him, Qin Jinghao had no reason not to believe Ouyang Jingxu, after all, General Qin knew that sometimes, the person who was most familiar with Luo Yunyao was actually Ouyang Jingxu - they were people of the world, unspeakable.

Ouyang Jingxu could see from Luo Yunyao's trance-like wriggling lips that what Master Shangshuluo of the Ministry of War said was thinking: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in Hezhizhou, my fair lady, good gentleman." Jagged dishes, picked left and right, fair lady, piano and friend's ......"

Ouyang Dali Siqing, a person who only cares about judging the case and ignoring Fengyue, can't bear to live in such a scene, as Luo Yunyao continued: "I can't ask for it, I can't help it, I think about it, I am leisurely, I toss and turn." ”

Ouyang Jingxu gently, with the chanting tone of poetry, the slow melody is particularly good.

Du Runsheng, who was originally telling a story, stopped in this gentle voice,—— the most innocent and inexperienced Du Hubu waiter, told the story here, and his mood was so heavy that he couldn't continue to operate, just right, Ouyang Jingxu's poems and songs could temporarily divert his attention.

The servant of the Tobe turned his head to look at the source of the sound. As soon as he looked back, he looked at Dali Siqing's eyes that were as warm as the sun, and Du Hubu Shilang smiled at Ouyang Jingxu with unconscious eyes, and recounted what he had just heard: "I can't ask for it, I can't help it...... Leisurely, rolling, turning, reverse, sideways. ”

Du Runsheng didn't keep up with the tune of Ouyang Jingxu's song, so he could only use his original cheerfulness, but after the retelling of this low story, there was a little hoarseness, and the original joy in the gloom was soft and soft.

Ouyang Jingxu's originally mask-like smile froze for a moment, but he could only look at the person with a ruddy face in front of him, and praised him in an almost childlike voice and a childish tone: "This poem is really well written." ”

Luo Yunyao will subconsciously recite "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in Hezhizhou", it is really because she just heard the scene that Luo Yunyao thought of after Gongsun Xinxin and her talented little lover met.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Gongsun Xinxin After a song of Hu dance, the down-and-out scholar who was quite literary smiled at her. His eyes were full of the appearance of a fairy with many daffodils in full bloom. He opened his mouth and chanted to her.

In other words, the talented little scholar said that he was singing another song.

"The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side."

All in all, that's it, let Gongsun Xinxin fall in love, and without the interference of reality, they are the best lovers.

Dances, poems. Talented woman, literati.

Luo Yunyao didn't know if this was perfect love, but she knew that this love was the beautiful glass, the flowers in the greenhouse, which couldn't withstand the slightest bit of wind and rain.

I don't know if I feel like I'm being kind again, Luo Yunyao hurriedly sorted out her thoughts and cut off the strange thoughts just now.

When I looked up, I found that the storyteller was not professional, and now he was still discussing poetry and songs, stars, moons, flowers, and snow with others. The military department Shangshuluo was not popular, but seeing Du Runsheng and Ouyang Jingxu looking at each other with a smile, and even chanting love poems, the eldest princess of Biluo only felt helpless.

This reminded Luo Yunyao of something, and he also tried to ease his tone, and asked Du Runsheng teasingly: "Brother Du, do you remember that poem?" ”

The unprofessional narrator who deserted everywhere, now heard Luo Yunyao's question, and immediately put those warm and Lang Ming's eyes behind, and immediately looked extremely interested in Luo Yunyao's whim: "What did Brother Yao say...... But which sentence? ”

Ouyang Dali Siqing was not annoyed that he was left behind like this, he shook his head helplessly, lowered his head again, and continued to think about him.

Luo Yunyao was originally gloating to see the excitement of Ouyang Dali Siqing, but Ouyang Dali Siqing didn't have the slightest embarrassment, so that the bamboo basket of Lord Luo of the Ministry of War was empty.