Zhe Zhao didn't notice Cui Wenqing's strange appearance, and after dressing Cui Wenqing himself, he looked up and down, left and right, and immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Well, my vision is not bad, it looks like a bit of the unruly style of a merry scholar, when the poetry is collected, please ask your husband to wear this set of clothes." ”

Cui Wenqing came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Lady, your vision has always been good, so you can find a husband like me who is in the wind and is eight buckets high, and this choice of clothes is not bad." ”

Zhi Zhao was stunned, his smile suddenly bloomed like an epiphany, covered his mouth and chuckled: "Yushu Linfeng? If you can get the favor of Ouyang Shangshu in the poetry collection, I will admit what you said. ”

"Okay." Cui Wenqing clapped his hands, revealing his interest, "If I can be praised by Ouyang Shangshu in public, how can you reward me, lady?" ”

Zhi Zhaoyan smiled and asked, "What kind of reward does the husband want?" ”

Cui Wenqing rolled his eyes and said with a teasing smile: "Otherwise, if I win, you let me kiss it, how about it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the red tide quickly spread on the cheeks of Zhezhao, like a red maple forest all over the mountains in autumn.

She lowered her eyes like a frightened deer, her long eyelashes were trembling gently, and her eyebrows, which were originally full of heroism, seemed lighter, and she had a weak beauty, and Cui Wenqing couldn't help but be stunned.

Unexpectedly, Zhi Zhao, who has always been heroic and sassy, and the three armies of the brave crown actually revealed such a shy daughter's beauty in front of him, a powerless scholar, which really made Cui Wenqing stunned and shocked, and a man's arrogance of a big man who is in charge of the house rose in his heart, which was indescribably satisfied.

However, he knew that it was not easy to tease her like this, and it was not easy to provoke her, so he accepted it when he saw it, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Haha, joking with you, don't kiss, don't kiss......"

Hearing this, Zhi Zhao raised his head, glanced at him with beautiful eyes like autumn water, directly interrupted Cui Wenqing's words, and replied neatly: "Okay, let's make a decision!" After that, I felt that my cheeks were even more red, and I couldn't bear the shyness in my heart anymore, so I turned away coldly.

Cui Wenqing stared blankly at her back and left, and suddenly cheered as if she had won a five-million lottery.

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With the rare promise made by Zhe Zhao, Cui Wenqing has been studying hard and studying poetry as hard as if he had been beaten with chicken blood in the past few days.

Fortunately, Cui Xiucai's poetry foundation in the past was not bad, and it was not difficult to review.

It's just that Cui Xiucai is a mortal, compared to Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu, Zeng Gong and other contemporary literary demons, but it is too much worse.

Cui Wenqing read the book carefully for a few days and came to a conclusion: that is, it is better to copy a poem by writing lyrics and poems, and honestly copy the text, so as to have the opportunity to enter Ouyang's cultivation eyes.

Therefore, the book was lost, and he memorized the excellent poems of his world.

Entering November, the adjective of Wen Qingdian is that time flies, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in layman's terms, time flies quickly, and soon it is the day when Xie Junhao takes a concubine.

In the early morning of the 18th, the Xie Mansion located in Shangshanfang was very lively, with gongs and drums, and the guests came to the door.

Outside the gate of Xie's house, crackling firecrackers were set off one after another, and bursts of blue smoke rose straight into the sky.

For the sake of happy events, there has always been a habit of giving red envelopes to the people and distributing rice porridge, so the outside of the Xie Mansion is also full of groups of people, and the scene is not lively.

On the long street of Fumen, there are not only traditional cultural performances such as dragon and lion dances and stilts, but also acrobatics such as swallowing knives and spitting fire in the Western Regions, self-binding and self-free, and fractals of appearance.

Shangshanfang is a gathering place for dignitaries and nobles, in order to maintain the continuation of the scene, today Luoyang Mansion has also sent a lot of fast arrest Marquis to maintain the surrounding security.

These catchers wore black saro heads, wore round-necked, red-edged and black-bottomed soap coats, and tied broad-edged silver hand knives around their waists.

At the end of the line, an elderly catcher with gray hair is teaching a new young catcher the tricks of patrolling the streets.

"Ning Lang, let me tell you, when we catch fast, we must go out on patrol to have a straight waist, slow steps, a loud voice, a straight waist to be majestic, not angry and self-imposing, slow pace to observe carefully, find the surrounding abnormalities, and this voice must be loud, it is said that the voice can be raised to deter those people, people with ghosts in their hearts, by our thick voice, often the soul is scattered, and the hands are captured......"

The chattering voice kept talking, but the young catcher called Ning Lang seemed a little absent-minded, to be precise, she simply ignored it.

She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and she was born with a face like a crown of jade, eyes like a star, and she was handsome and extraordinary.

originally had a slightly feminine temperament, but wearing this set of public clothes, he showed a bit of cold and outstanding demeanor, and he was thrilled to see the girls and ladies around him.

At this time, a sudden sound of horses' hooves was heard, and a group of samurai wearing hats, red clothes, and black cloaks could be seen riding by, all of them were energetic and majestic, and everyone watched their attention.

In comparison, the officials seemed a little small.

Seeing the young catcher looking at the galloping warrior in a daze, the old catcher sighed and said: "Ning Lang, what galloped by just now was the eagle dog of the six doors, they are all the guards of the Son of Heaven, not the average person can compare, don't be envious, be a good errand, maybe one day there is a chance to be favored by the big man of the six doors, and it is not bad to be an eagle dog." He shook his head and sighed, his tone full of envy for the six doors.

Hearing this, the young man quickly came back to his senses, and a trace of self-deprecating bitter smile unconsciously flowed from the corners of his mouth.

This young catcher was punished by the official family for being Ning Zhen who was degraded by the official family because he made a mistake.

In Luoyang Mansion, she disguised herself as a man and acted in a low-key manner, but no one guessed her identity, and no one knew that she was the majestic deputy head of the Six Doors not long ago.

It's a pity that yesterday's powerful people were like a passing cloud, and now she can only be reduced to an ordinary catcher, and she is even treated as a newcomer and is told by her predecessors, which really makes her feel a little crying and laughing.

Ran Ningzhen firmly believes that these setbacks are only temporary, as long as she can make achievements in Luoyang Mansion, I believe that the official family will not turn a blind eye, maybe she can open the net and let her return to the six doors.

But before that, she must do her part to forgive her past sins.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhen let out a long breath of turbidity, and her eyes suddenly became firm.

(End of chapter)