Hao Xiaomiao felt that she was completely open-minded, and blurted out a sentence without even thinking about it, and there was only one thought in her heart, just thinking that the guy in front of her who laughed was very different from all the men she had ever seen, and quickly recited his poems. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Okay, as long as you can write a poem on the spot, as long as you can impress me and my husband, the first thing you will do is finished."

Wen Dao stared at her, and after a lot of inner struggle, he finally found the best reason for himself: he was the lieutenant company commander of the Celestial Dynasty Special Guards Division, and the predecessor of the Guards Division was the famous Red Army, so it should be okay to borrow this poem, right?

So as soon as he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, the word "Yongmei" blurted out:

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports the spring, and when the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes. ”

Hao Pimple waited for a long time, and when he saw that his own girl, and even his master, were all demented, he didn't feel a little stupid, and said in Mei Jinlong's ear:

"Second brother, this strange son's poems seem to be a bit famous, what do you think?"

Mei Jinlong has been beaten by that shot, and he hasn't slowed down until now. Suddenly, I heard my eldest brother come over and ask such a mouthful, and a breath of depression in my heart suddenly rushed up, and just as I was about to speak, I found that Hao Xiaomiao suddenly covered her face with her hands, and suddenly fell to the ground softly, crying loudly.

"What's going on—"

Hao Pimple suddenly panicked, rushed over and took his daughter into his arms, looked up and down, and didn't know what to do, Wen Dao looked down and said:

"Don't be afraid, Lord Haozhai, the noble girl should cry with joy, it's okay, and it will be fine after a while."

Really, Hao Pimple looked like a bandit leader with tears in his eyes at this time. Wendao shook his head, pondered for a while, and then took out a toffee and stuffed it over, and signaled:

"Lest you worry, this is an overseas candy, refresh her brain, give her a bite to eat, and recover faster."

At this time, Li Lailin also came back to his senses, first glanced at Hao Xiaomiao on the ground with concern, and then waved his face to the knife, got up and sighed while looking up to the sky, and walked away and said:

"Miao'er is okay, the big boss should hurry up and think about how to officially welcome the nobles. The old man is tired and tired, and as soon as this poem comes out, the old man doesn't know what to do......"

Near noon, Li Hongliang and Shi Xiaohu finally followed into the cottage.

The rest of the matter began to work on one by one. The only thing that made a little wave in the middle was the appearance of the fat head and the mud.

As soon as the fat head appeared, many people in the village recognized him, so they looked sideways, with any expression. Fortunately, Hao Pimple and Mei Jinlong were busy with Hao Xiaomiao's affairs, so there was no turmoil for a while.

Not getting muddy caused a great commotion. Almost all the big and small leaders of the cottage have more or less seen or heard of his name, so they almost moved to the nest, all came to watch, and they were embarrassed not to cry and laugh in the mud. In the end, it was Wendao who relieved him, and it was only then that this very famous guy slowly calmed down.

Hao Pimple sent his daughter back to the boudoir, and before she could breathe, Mei Jinlong arrived on her hind feet. Behind him, there were several large and small leaders.

Seeing this posture, Hao Pimple felt something, and immediately said unhappily:

"Second brother, what are you doing here, weren't you also present when the master spoke?"

"Bullshit," Mei Jinlong said very irritablely:

"Big brother, you won't really believe the words of the sour master, right? Since he came to the cottage, Wu has not done anything serious, but it is literary, not only my good niece, but even you are about to become a sour person, and what you talk about all day long is either poetry or books-"

"Shut up!"

Hao pimple was on fire, and stopped him with a loud roar, and then pointed at those leaders and scolded:

"Don't get out of here, if any of you have the ability to get a large amount of food-oh yes, and that fire-weapon that is a hundred times more powerful than the official army, Lao Tzu will do the same to him. If you don't have this ability, you can honestly tighten your tail for Lao Tzu! ”

A group of people looked at each other and fled. When Mei Jinlong saw that there were no people, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, and he only turned around and left.

"Dad, where did you place him, him? There's something wrong with the second uncle, you'd better go and see for yourself. ”

I don't know when, Hao Xiaomiao woke up leisurely, staring at Hao Pimple with his eyes open.

"Miao'er, are you awake?"

Hao Pimple was very happy, and then waved his hand and said:

"Your second uncle is like that, and you don't know it. Don't be afraid, if I don't nod, there are some things he still won't dare to act rashly. Besides, we're all going to spend the winter on the grain he said, even if we want to move him—"

What, Hao Xiaomiao sat up all of a sudden, and suddenly found a colorful thing in his father's hand, and the appearance was very novel, the girl's natural feeling of beauty made her eyes widen, and she immediately said in surprise:

"Daddy, is what you have in your hand from him, did he give it to you?"

Oh, Hao Pimple reacted suddenly, and hurriedly handed the toffee over and said:

"Yes, little Nizi, I almost forgot about this big thing. You hurry up and eat it, the strange boy said that this thing is to replenish the brain and awaken the mind, and you will not have any big problem if you eat it. ”

Hao Xiaomiao grabbed the toffee in her hand, and subconsciously put it on the tip of her nose to sniff deeply, and a sweetness that she had never felt before came to her nose immediately, which really made her feel a lot refreshed all of a sudden. At this moment, she suddenly gently pushed Hao Pimple and said:

"Daddy, my daughter is tired, I want to, I want to lie quietly alone for a while."

…… Early the next morning, Wen Dao saw Li Hongliang and Fat Toutuo, one of them sleeping soundly in the corner, and the other was standing outside the door and fishing little by little. hurriedly woke up the two, and when they asked, they found out that these two guys didn't sleep all night last night, and they took turns to stand on the post for him all night.

In fact, Wen Dao didn't deliberately ask about the sentry post last night, first, this was a common practice in all previous training, and second, he had promised to get wintering grain and grass for Laohugou Cottage, so Hao Pimple They would not do anything to him at this time even if they still had a conspiracy.

However, looking at the two caring guys with one person and a pair of dark circles, Wen Dao still patted them movingly, nodded approvingly, and then urged them to make up for sleep.

After a simple wash, and now no one comes to tell him that he is "guilty of epilepsy", although Luo Esheng, who was temporarily called over as an attaché, looked at him with a mouth of foam, it was still a little unnatural, but he was finally able to squeeze out a smile to face it.

While it was whirring, there was a noise of people outside, and the smell of rice wafted in.

Quickly wiped his face, and ran out with Luo Esheng to take a look, and the cottage actually sent a pot of steaming porridge, a plate of local vegetables, and a plate of nests made of unknown things. Wait, in the morning, there is actually a jar of wine.

Seeing Wendao's surprised appearance, a small leader who delivered the meal hurriedly bowed down, and muttered something in his mouth, so he turned around and left like a plague.

"Am I scary?"

Unconsciously, Wen Dao actually said what he was thinking about.

Luo Esheng on the side also nodded subconsciously, "Of course the son is terrible, otherwise why don't they even dare to look at the son?" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly reacted, and hurriedly covered his mouth to change the topic:

"Didn't they say that they were also short of food, and they actually had three meals a day!"

"How can this be reasonable, they can't do two meals a day, where is there any three meals a day? These are all because of Childe, they specially sent them to entertain Childe, idiot! ”

Before the words fell, Wang Yuan walked in in a flash, looked at the somewhat stunned Wendao without saying a word, and just took a long breath:

"Wang Yuan has seen Childe, dare to ask Childe, after taking this cottage, what is Childe's next plan?"

"What do you mean—"

Wen Dao was a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was being sold in this White Lotus Sect's remnant gourd. You know, he was smelly and hard, and he was so frightened by the two guns that he even pulled on his crotch, and he still glared at him angrily afterwards. What's going on today, the sun is coming out of the west?

"Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes. ”

After Wang Yuan chanted the second half of this poem, he immediately lifted his robe, knelt on his knees, stood up and looked at Wendao, and said resolutely with a pair of eyes that had never been before:

"Regardless of whether the son believes it or not, as soon as this poem comes out, my heart is rippling! To be honest, I shed a night of tears for this last night, and at dawn, I made up my mind that from now on, I want to follow Gongzi, build a great cause for Gongzi, and ask Gongzi to take it in! ”

It's really fake, the rain of bullets didn't scare this guy, but a poem makes people completely homesick, a bit fantastical, right? But after thinking about it, Wen Dao screamed a few sins and sins in his heart.

This poem is really not something that ordinary literati can make, and if this guy sees the poem "Qinyuan Spring-Snow" again in the future, I'm afraid it will be even more amazing. The style of the king shown in the poem, as well as the majestic momentum that has been seen in all directions through the ages, as far as the poetry of the emperor and the king is concerned, it can definitely be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented.

From this point of view, it is indeed reasonable that Wang Yuan can fall for it.

However, Wen Dao was still a little incredulous, although he was already pleasantly surprised in his heart, there was still no change on his face:

"Thank you, sir, for your mislove, but sir should get up first. I am alone and wandering thousands of miles, but I returned to my homeland but was born in troubled times, it would be good to live well, and what did I say to build a great cause, hehe, Mr. is really joking. ”

Wang Yuan changed his previous way of squinting at people, and said with blazing eyes:

"It is precisely in troubled times that we have the opportunity to build a great cause. Childe is the same as a god, and he knew that Childe would not reveal his heart easily. I don't want anything else from my son, I just want to take the original with me to see the after-effects. ”

The more unruly a person is, when he dies, he is really so stubborn! Wen Dao didn't want to open his arms immediately, and besides, everyone was so low-key, but-

After thinking about it, Wendao still added a sentence:

"At present, I have Liu Qiu to take care of the affairs, and now that the White Lotus Sect is powerful, if I take you in—"

Before the words fell, Wang Yuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed......

(Thanks to old friend Vladimir for tipping)