After a while, a jade figure floated in.

This is a beautiful woman. A navy blue dress wrapped around her ana's stylish body, and at a glance, she suddenly showed a light posture, and although she smiled without flattery, she was still seductive.

She has an indifferent temperament that is different from that of men, and there is an aura all over her body. The black hair is tied up with a peach hairpin. Her skin was as white as congealed cream. A pair of jet-black eyes are as clear as water, like a flood of autumn water reflecting the moon.

It's really a beauty! Wang Rui couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart. Wang Rui racked his brains, and he couldn't think of any female star in her previous life whose ancient costumes could compare to her.

Yang Mi? Well, it still seems to be a little worse.

"Meinu has seen a few sons! I've been waiting for a long time. The woman, called Meinu, bent down.

"Girl, please sit down, you can see the girl, the three students are lucky!" Pan Xuezhong also started sour fake vinegar.

"Who is this son......?" Minu chuckled and nodded, then looked at Ishiyuki again.

She didn't expect four people to come at once today, two of them were tall and handsome, but they didn't look like scholars, but they were quite similar to martial artists in the army.

"This is Ningbo Mansion Pan Gongzi. The song "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan" is from the mouth of the son. Stone Eizhi introduced.

Hehe, Pan Xuezhong shouldn't make another beauty with this poem, right? That's bloody.

"It turned out that life was only as good as the first time I saw Pan Gongzi. The son is talented, and the slave has been admired for a long time! This Meinu suddenly showed surprise in her eyes, and then stood up and bowed to Pan Xuezhong again.

"The girl is polite, the student has an ear!" Pan Xuezhong was very forced.

Wang Rui and Ma Ju glanced at each other, and said in their hearts: You can just pretend to be fucking!

"Since Mr. Pan has come to Dedeng Prefecture, he must give a song to the slaves!" Meinu pleaded with a smile in her eyes.

"This, this ......" Pan Xuezhong was a little embarrassed. Practical business, he is indeed a talent. However, when it comes to poetry, his level may be better than Wang Rui.

"Second brother, don't shirk!" Wang Rui was the first to make a mistake on the side.

"The second brother must not live up to the beauties' requests." Ma Ju also smiled and said.

"You, you ......" Pan Xuezhong was speechless. Is this still a brother?

"What? Could it be that Mr. Pan looks down on me and other Qinglou women? Meinu's tone was slightly sad.

Nima, Shanggang is online! Brother, it's up to you to deal with it.

The corners of Wang Rui's mouth curved up, and he was secretly happy in his heart: Let you come out and be romantic! Guarding a beauty like Fan Bingbing, you are still not at ease.

Seeing that Pan Xuezhong didn't reply, Meinu couldn't help but smile sadly, "The slave is presumptuous, Xianglilou is just a bag of Zhangtai Qinglou in the final analysis, and Meinu is just a Qinglou woman, so she is really not worthy of singing and harmonizing with Pan Gongzi's poems." ”

When Shi Huizhi heard this, he glanced at Pan Xuezhong hatefully. The heart said, brother, you just write a song, is it so difficult? The beautiful girl sighed to herself here, and I looked pitiful, don't you feel distressed.

"The Book of Jin and the Biography of Lu Yun" clouds: 'Open the Zhumen in the south and look at the Qinglou in the north.'" This green building is the residence of the nobles. It's not a bad word, so why bother the girl? Ma Ju suddenly interjected.

Wang Rui turned his head and glanced at him, and said in his heart, brother, you can do it! Qinglou can be said to be like this!

However, before it was over, Ma Ju said: ""The Abolished Emperor Dongduhou said: 'Emperor Wu applied green paint on Xingguang Tower, and the world called it Qinglou'. It is also called the residence of the emperor. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect this son to be a wonderful person. This green building, isn't it the Zhangtai Courtyard? After listening to Ma Ju's quotations, Meinu's mood also became cheerful.

"No, no! At the time of the Tang Dynasty, the name of Qinglou was a metaphor for Fengyue, which in itself was the beautiful praise of the literati and writers for Qinglou Yazi. Don't take yourself lightly! Shi Ezhi also spoke comfortingly.

"What about the Honchao?" Wang Rui listened to the two of them quoting scriptures, and suddenly became interested. I can't imagine that a Qinglou would let them say so many ways.

"Oh, even today, Qinglou also has a lot of elegant names, Pingkang, Xingyuan, Zhangtai, Beili. However, no matter what the title is, it is all praising Qinglou as an elegant place where wind and snow, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and talented and beautiful women gather. ”

Stone Painting has also turned on the big flicker mode. Well, it's kind of like that.

It seems that these two uncles will never give up if they don't fool this beautiful slave stupidly. It's really "not a family, not a family". The ancients did not deceive me!

"Being in an elegant room, exchanging Confucianism, how can the girl complain?" At the end, Shi Ezhi made a concluding statement.

"Master Shi is a good word! If Pan Gongzi wrote poems for the slaves, the little woman believed what the two sons said. Meinu kicked the ball in front of Pan Xuezhong again.

"That, that's ......, students try." When she said this, Pan Xuezhong was suddenly caught up like a clumsy duck, and he had to write if he didn't write.

"Nunu, let's go prepare pen and paper for Childe!" Seeing Pan Xuezhong's response, Meinu immediately walked out briskly and beckoned the maid to offer paper, pen, ink and inkstone.

"You've killed me!" Pan Xuezhong glared at the three of them fiercely. Do you have such friends? It's pretty much the same for a friend.

After a while, the four treasures of the study were sent up. Judging from the eyes of Pan Xuezhong and several people in stone painting, Wang Rui estimated that these must be good goods.

Pan Xuezhong was full of thick ink, and after a little thought, he wrote brush-by-brush: "The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world." Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ”

Nima, this Pan Xuezhong is the real friend! People are pit fathers, and he is pit brothers!

This Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems" was specially recalled by Wang Rui after he heard him say that he was going to come to the Qinglou, and he specially recalled it for 13 use. It's good now, he took it out and used it first!

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Meinu read it softly, and her eyes were already full of admiration when she looked at Pan Xuezhong.

"Mr. Pan is a great talent, and the slave only looks at this sentence, and he knows that the son is a trustworthy person!" Meinu's pretty face was slightly red all of a sudden, and it seemed that she had been moved by Pan Xuezhong.

"The girl praised. These two sons are the real talents! The girl could ask each of them to write a poem. Pan Xuezhong was unceremonious, and led the "disaster water" to Ma Ju and Wang Rui. He's going to cheat his brother!

"It's extreme, it's extreme! The two sons also wrote a poem for the beautiful girl! "Ishi-e-yuki also learned to be bad. The mutual loss mode of Ma Ju, Pan Xuezhong and other three brothers made him feel happy the most.

"Brother is here, Rui doesn't dare to go first!" Wang Rui unkindly pushed Ma Ju out first.

Hehe, the first brother suffers first! If you don't go first, who will go first?

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