Chapter 55: Resentment?

The so-called Oiran is the leader of the flowers, the beauty of the beauty.

The Yun'er girl was dressed in a green shirt, her steps were soft, and she was followed by a little lady in an orange maid's suit, standing at the door of the room so prettyly.

The moment Lin He raised his head, the beauty's eyes were looking forward to it, and when their eyes collided, Lin He blushed. He swore it was the fastest heartbeat he'd ever had ever grown. Although later generations have seen countless natural or artificial character beauties, the beautiful shadow of this girl standing there still gives him the timidity to avoid.

That is the most hidden inferiority complex in the body and mind of human beings in the face of beautiful things.

One look at the city, and then look at the country......

For the first time, he felt that the poems he was familiar with were not artistic processing, but from the life of the source.

Of course, it was not only Lin and Yi who were fascinated in the room, almost all of them held their breath at this moment, and the entire private room was so quiet that it could be heard falling pins.

Of course, if it is said that it is almost all, there must be an exception, and that exception is Xie Fatzi. He just glanced at Miss Yun'er slightly, and continued to eat on his own, as if he had no interest in this famous Qinglou brand in Jiangling.

Miss Yun'er's eyes turned in the private room, and countless eyes came to her, she bowed her head slightly and bowed.

"The slave family has seen all the talents, and it is a blessing for the slave family to be able to participate in the grand event today. The slave family is waiting for the good work of the taste. ”

As soon as she spoke, her voice was completely different from the soft feeling she had given before; Miss Yun'er's voice is very heroic, more like the timbre of a young boy. But this timbre matches her weak appearance, but it has just the right amount of contrasting chic.

Okay, okay, I know you're going to vomit. In short, Lin He was fascinated by this girl.

Wang Zili, as the owner of this room, is also the big boss of the Rouge Mansion, so he naturally stepped forward to greet him with a smile at this time. Although Miss Yun'er is just a female trick in the Rouge Mansion, such a top-notch girl is even more rare to cultivate than the average lady, not to mention that Miss Yun'er is the Oiran of the Oiran, and she can be called the God of Wealth among the two green buildings of the Wang family, Wang Zili naturally can't give her a look.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and they didn't know what Wang Zili said to Miss Yun'er, but Lin You, who had been paying attention to her, found that Miss Yun'er's eyes suddenly turned to her side......

Huh? Could it be that this lovely boy is ...... to himself Xie Fang next to him became interested?

Lin He is self-aware. Daddy Lin is really a sesame mung bean big official, even if he is still alive, he should not be able to enter the eyes of this flower leader. Then, Miss Yun'er could only be interested in Xie Fang.

The son of the future plan, this name is enough to make countless people crazy. Miss Yun'er walked lightly in front of the two and bowed slightly: "Miss Yun'er has seen Gongzi Xie and Gongzi Lin. ”

Xie Fang raised his eyelids, nodded his appreciation, and continued his great business of eating and drinking. This Xie Fat Man seems to be genuinely not interested in this girl, Lin You is strange, could it be that Xie Fang really likes men?

The Yun'er girl didn't care either, seeing that Xie Fang ignored him, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she said to Lin He with a smile: "The slave family has heard of Lin Gongzi's name, and this welfare lottery is getting into the gold every day, Lin Gongzi can be said to be the living god of wealth in our Jiangling Mansion, and the slave family will first pay tribute to Lin Gongzi." ”

Lin He was flattered, this Yun'er girl seemed to be coming for herself? Glancing at Wang Zili, who was also smiling behind her, Lin He came back to his senses. It's not that Miss Yun'er is interested in herself, it's that the Wang family is very interested in her way of making money, but it's a pity that she has formed an alliance with the Xu family, and she is a close relative, otherwise this Yun'er girl's beauty trick, Young Master Lin really wants to try it.

Lin He stood up, took the wine glass handed over by Miss Yun'er, and without saying much, he raised his head and dried the wine, the low-alcohol wine of the Song Dynasty was naturally nothing to Lin and this soldier who tested alcohol.

Over there, Miss Yun'er also accompanied her with a cup, and then said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that Lin Gongzi has a way to make money, and this poetry and article is also easy to come by, even Mr. Dongpo also admires Gongzi, Yun'er has long admired it, and this time I am fortunate to be able to see Lin Gongzi's masterpiece." ”

Lin You: Meow meow? Poetry? Admired by Su Shi? Where is this? Seeing that Wang Zili also looked at himself with some anticipation, Lin He's head suddenly became bigger. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have written a poem for Su Shi, which was written ...... Oh no, it seems to be Gong Zizhen's poem of ten thousand horses, which is sad?

I'm sorry, this guy won't pass this poem out! Lin has two big heads, first, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with Su Shi, history proves that most of the people who have a relationship with this one don't end well, and his father is a living example, this is the second...... This is the naked irony of the court, all the masters in the court are useless, this is to slander the officials of the whole court, can this person do it?

Lin He even sweated his vest when he thought of this.

Seeing Lin He's frightened face, Miss Yun'er covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking that this was a young brother, and she was a little flattered by her boasting, how did she know that Lin He now had the mind to jump into the river.

Miss Yun'er bowed slightly: "The slave family will not disturb the son's thoughts first, looking forward to the masterpiece...... son's masterpiece."

is still the heroic voice, or the charming and swaying posture, Lin He looked at her departing back, and there was no throbbing in his heart, but ...... Why are you feeling a little chilly?

At the same time, far away in the imperial palace of Bianliang.

Song Zhezong and Zhao Xi are practicing calligraphy.

Most of the Zhao royal family are weak, but this one is an outlier among them. Zhezong has been heroic since he was a child, and he has the style of his ancestor Zhao Kuangyin. Since the death of Empress Dowager Xuanren Gao Tao and the pro-government of Zhezong, the ambition of the young emperor has been undoubtedly exposed. He first deposed Lü Dafang and Fan Chunren one after another, promoted the reformers Zhang Dian and Zeng Bu as ministers, and successively issued edicts encouraging military affairs, and the entire Great Song Dynasty armament was renewed.

Now, in addition to Zhang Tun Zengbu, the two cornerstones of the court, his most trusted courtiers also have Lu Huiqing in the northwest to preside over the battle against Western Xia. Although Lu Huiqing is a civil official, but he is tough by nature, he likes to be military, and now in the northwest he is like a fish in water, leading Wang Shao's son Wang Hou, the famous general Zhang Qi and others, to beat the Xixia people to hold their heads, now is a good time to look forward to Qingtang, if it is not for the financial situation is really too stretched, maybe Qingtang has already been taken back.

Such an emperor, even when he was practicing calligraphy, was inevitably different from his unsuccessful younger brother Zhao Ji. Zhao Xi's waist has always been straight, his hands are very stable, and his handwriting is indeed unpopular compared to his younger brother and the traitor Cai Jing. It's just that this pair of words is written down, but it is powerful through the back of the paper, and it has the potential of a knife to split an axe and chisel.

After writing heartily, Zhao Xi threw the pen away, looked at his own words, and laughed.

"My calligraphy is indeed a bit miserable."

Zhao Xi is very self-aware, and this pair of words is written ...... It's definitely not wrong to say that it's rotten. The old eunuch Sun Xiang smiled and said: "The official family is casual, and many calligraphers don't have such a heart. ”

Zhao Xi laughed and pointed at Sun Xiang's nose: "You are a priest, how did you become such a treacherous appearance." ”

Sun Xiang has accompanied Zhao Xi for many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has watched him grow up, since he was born, he was sent to Zhao Xi by Emperor Shenzong, so he naturally knew that this young emperor was joking, he just bowed down and did not distinguish.

Zhao Xi tilted his head to look at the words he had written, and muttered: "Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and it is sad for all the horses to be angry...... Hey, haha, this kid ......"

Zhao Xi's eyes narrowed into a slit: "This kid has such a big resentment in his heart!" ”