"Is that okay?"

Tang Fang feels that his worldview is about to be subverted, isn't it very elegant to write poems and pair pairs?

What is particular about artistic conception and talent, Brother Mo's sentence is downlinked, whether it is artistic conception or talent, it is enough to make yourself look up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And to be able to produce such a high-quality sentence in such a short period of time is really commendable.

However, why does it feel so strange after his analysis?

Although the analysis makes a lot of sense.

However, Tang Fang always felt that something was weird, was it an illusion?

It's like a painter painting a picture that attracts worldwide attention, and the painting is a woman, and a smile can touch people's heartstrings.

When people ask how the painter came up with this painting, they wonder if they were inspired by meeting such a beautiful woman.

Or maybe it's a touching story. At this time, the painter silently said, I came to the conclusion by dissecting the corpse, people smile from this angle, and they look the most beautiful.

This is undoubtedly ruinous, although it makes sense, but this feeling is like eating a fly, and all the beauty is gone.

Forget it, it's already very powerful to be able to come out, don't expect too much, Tang Fang is still a little disappointed in his heart.

At this moment, another person appeared at the door of the shop, this person had a blue nose and swollen face, and two dark circles in his eye sockets, standing listlessly with his shoulders drooping.

"Boss, come two jars of wine and ten steamed buns, pack them."

Mo Qian looked at it and was happy, isn't this Wang Zhen who shouted "beat all over the Qingyun List" this morning?

Although the crime was forcibly deducted by Mo Qian, Yu Yangyu, who was ranked sixty-three, was still quite black.

Strictly calculated, Mo Qian and this person are not enmity, they just want to buy things and try to cheat but they don't succeed.

But now that I saw Wang Zhen being beaten like this, I was not so angry in my heart.

Just thinking about it, Wang Zhen immediately looked over and said viciously, "Stinky boy, what are you laughing at, do you want to die?" ”

Well, he was still as arrogant as ever, and Mo Qian felt that he really deserved to be beaten like this.

Wang Zhen didn't recognize Mo Qian.

Because when Mo Qian spoke to Wutai before, Wang Zhen didn't pay attention to it at all, but even if he recognized it, he wouldn't take it to heart.

As a disciple of Qianyuanzong, I don't know how many big officials I have seen with the master and elders, which one is not polite to the master, what is a county order?

It's just that Wang Zhen took a few more looks, but he felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, and finally the image of the person in front of him and the image of the hawker in Jian'an City became one.

"I remember you, you are the profiteer in Jian'an City."

"Profiteers?" Tang Fang glanced at Mo Qian strangely, Brother Mo has a wide range of hobbies.

Of course, he didn't think that Mo Qian would become a profiteer, and with this pair of skills, he didn't know how many people would rush to hire him to join his camp to participate in the cultural meeting.

You must know that the current literary society is very prosperous, and at the literary meeting, not only scholars, but also many Confucians, officials.

On the one hand, scholars need to get acquainted with officials so that they can have a smooth career in the future, and on the other hand, officials win over scholars to consolidate their power.

Therefore, people of different forces generally fight very seriously over poetic couplets.

Of course, there are still many literary societies that simply discuss poetry and songs.

Mo Qian has such talent, how could he become a profiteer?

Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and looked at the person in front of him, he not only caused himself to lose face in front of his junior sister, but now he is laughing at himself, which is unbearable.

Today, no matter what, I have to teach him a lesson, make him worse than me, lie in bed for a few months, and see how you laugh at me.

Wang Zhen walked towards Mo Qian angrily, "Today, I will make you regret it!" ”

Just when Wang Zhen was about to catch Mo Qian, Tang Fang next to him closed the fan with a "swish".

"This brother, it's okay to talk well, but don't move your hands and feet, my spirit of Daqi is to value peace, what can't be negotiated well, and it has to be solved through fists and feet? This punch and kick, even if it doesn't hit people and hurts flowers and plants, it's not good. ”

Wang Zhen looked at Tang Fang with a serious face, "What do you want to do?" ”

Tang Fang was dressed in luxurious robes, and the things on his body, any one of them didn't look ordinary, which made Wang Zhen a little jealous, he was not a brainless person, and the other party didn't look too easy to mess with, if it weren't for this, Wang Zhen would have beaten him up a long time ago.

The corners of Tang Fang's mouth twitched, revealing a slightly indifferent smile: "I said, I'm going to throw you out." ”

As soon as Tang Fang's words fell, the two people dressed as family members beside him instantly made a move, locked Wang Zhen's arm, and lifted Wang Zhen out like a chicken.

Wang Zhen, who was in the early stage of martial arts, had no ability to resist at all in the hands of these two people.

Moments later, the two returned, clapping their palms as easily as throwing out a piece of trash.

At this time, the two altars and one product immortal had already been sent to the table, and Tang Fang filled the bowl for Mo Qian and himself.

He raised the bowl and said: "It's a great blessing to meet Brother Mo, come, let's do a bowl, there is a poem...... Tang Fang looked at the roof of the shed and thought for a long time.

............

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink." Tang Fang had been stuck for too long, and Mo Qian had no choice but to take out the poems at the bottom of his box.

"Yes, yes, yes, good poetry, we will have to drink three hundred cups, let's drink three hundred cups."

Tang Fang poured down the Yipin Immortal in one bite, and Mo Qian was a little shocked when he looked at it, drinking like this, let alone three hundred cups, even three cups you can't drink.

Sure enough, a cup entered his throat, and after a while, Tang Fang rolled his eyes, and even lay on the table with the bowl.

The two family members in the back hurriedly supported Tang Fang, said sorry to Mo Qian, and threw Tang Fang on his shoulders with a force on his waist, and the two of them came to high-five to show that they were very relaxed, and then walked out with Tang Fang on their shoulders.

Judging by the proficiency of the two of them, it shouldn't be the first time that something like this has happened.

Mo Qian also settled the account, walked to the county office, and returned to the back hall, originally wanting to call Gu Yushi.

After getting along in the past few days, Mo Qian and Gu Yushi have become quite familiar, and the two of them found that the other party belongs to the late stage of secondary two diseases, which is quite a bit of sympathy for each other.

When she found out she wasn't there, she went back to her room.

After watching so many people's martial arts today, Mo Qian's heart was a little difficult to calm down, he looked very powerful, of course it was not good to punch the Nanshan Tiger and kick the Beihai Jiaolong, but when it came to playing the tiger and the tiger, Mo Qian was already a little yearning.

Gu Yushi was not there, she originally wanted her to teach her to learn martial arts, but now it seems that it can't be done, it's better to come by yourself, there seems to be such a book of "Xuanji Heart Method" on her body, let's practice and play first!

As soon as he said it, Mo Qian fumbled in the corner of the wall for a while, turning the vase in the corner of the wall hard, and a door slowly appeared from behind him.

This is what Mo Qian has developed in the past few days, the secret room left by the previous county commander is extremely hidden, and Mo Qian also discovered it by accident.

There are a few boxes inside, and it is possible that the former prefectural order used them to collect treasures, but they have long been empty.

Now it is perfect for practice, Mo Qian lit a candle and walked in.