"Dead girl, you are playing with fire*", Tang Que suddenly stood up sideways, and while bringing up a splash, he had already carried Sister Lan into Lu Feng with both hands on his waist.

Sister Lan'er exclaimed "ah" just after she came out, and the long skirt was soaked with water and clinged to her body, outlining the attractive curves of her upper body.

One of Tang Que's hands climbed from the bottom to the top, while the other hand dived into the water from the top down, and after a while, the small coat under the bluegrass skirt was already drenched and thrown out, and the five-fold skirt was sprinkled into a tender yellow leaf in the water, and two white lattice legs stretched out under the leaf.

Tang Que lifted his hands, and the two fleshy legs of the blue grass immediately wrapped around his waist, and as soon as the two of them met **** together, there was a dry and long hiss of "oh" from Lu Fengzhong.

Tang Que easily pulled down the skirt on the blue grass's chest, and suddenly the two plump plump flowers bloomed in the water.

"Hmm...... Wait a minute...... Madame ......", the blue grass with a fire on her face snorted and muttered a few intermittent words, and she finally managed to keep a little clear at the moment of confusion, and reached down to hold the man's standing body that was jumping between her legs.

The domestic slaves of the Tang Dynasty were equivalent to livestock, and the master had the right to live and kill, and what Lancao cared about was not the body, but the joy of rain with Tang Que after all. She has been following the poisonous widow for three years, and she knows that if her wife is ruthless when her heart hardens, and this good person in front of her is what her wife is most concerned about, whether it is out of master-servant affection or because of fear, she has to grit her teeth and endure it.

Tang Que and Lan Cao have been together for so many days, and they vaguely know her thoughts, although they are very uncomfortable, they don't force her, and in the end, Sister Lan went into battle with all their chests, hands and mouths, and finally released the troubled Bodhi water.

The flesh body rolled the flesh body, and by the time the two people with red faces crawled out of Lu Feng, it was already more than an hour later. After Lancao changed her clothes, she went to cook, and after eating, she saw that it was still some time before dark, and Tang Que, who didn't have the heart to read, moved the idea of going to the street.

After eating, under the warm sun, leading a young and beautiful woman to wander around the small city 1,300 years ago, with the long granite street at his feet, the quaint swallow buildings on both sides, and the living ancients walking by his side, the first real shopping after Tang Que crossed made him full of a sense of emptiness in time and space.

It wasn't until he saw Lan Cao's real happiness that the sense of emptiness that suddenly arose in Tang Que's heart gradually faded, maybe everything he encountered was very nihilistic, but the people who had been closely connected with him in this era were real, they liked him, they needed him, he could bring them plain but real happiness, and in this process, he himself found the value of existence, and his nothingness also precipitated into a real existence little by little in the happiness of the people around him.

Wandering around the street at random and visiting a few clothing shops, Tang Que bought himself two bamboo-patterned regimental collar Confucian clothes, one moon white one to change into, and the other azure one to replace. I'm going to the county school tomorrow, and I still have to have the decency I should have, and the clothes at home can't be worn anymore after all. Subsequently, when passing by a fat powder shop, Tang Que bought a set of Xiangzhou Ruianxiang rouge gouache for Lancao, although it was not worth much, it was enough to make Sister Lan smile.

The things in the county town are really much more expensive than those in the village, and these three things that are not valuable cost more than 900 yuan, which is about 300 yuan in the later life, when Tang Que left home this time, Tang Zhang's family poured all the money he had into the family and brought him three times, and it was lost in a blink of an eye.

Then he had no intention of buying anything else, just to accompany Lancao to go shopping, and the two of them dangled all the way along the quaint granite long street.

Walking through a row of several pen and ink shops, I saw that there was a newly opened shop in front of the very lively, when I walked in, the newly opened one was also a study four treasures shop, in order to make a name for himself when it opened, the owner invited someone to paint on the spot under the eaves in front of the store, and the person who was invited was Tang Que who was ready to meet tomorrow Lin Xuezheng, the county school.

Lin Xuezheng is the leader of the city's literary circle, and he is very influential to the scholars in the county.

Lin Xuezheng was bowing his head to paint at this time, Tang Que was not easy to disturb, squeezed into the crowd to look, and saw that Lin Xuezheng was painting a moonlit night landscape. Since landscape painting became an independent painting discipline in the Wei, Jin and Six Dynasties, it has been prosperous for a long time because of the scholars' affection, and it is normal for Lin Xuezheng to choose this subject.

Lin Xuezheng painted and depicted the moonlit night landscape in the Dajian Mountain outside Yunxi City, although Tang Que did not know how to paint, but saw that Lin Xuezheng's pen was clear in the moon, the mountains were towering, the springs were deep, and there were occasional night apes and birds looming between the mountains and waters, even if he was a layman, he could see the good.

Sure enough, after Lin Xuezheng's last stroke, the onlookers cheered one after another.

Lin Xuezheng put down his pen and thanked the viewer when he saw Tang Que in the crowd, and then nodded with a slight smile, but the shopkeeper next to him stepped forward, "How can there be no poetry if there is a painting, and please ask Lord Xuezheng to do it again."

When the ancients painted, there were many inscription poems, Lin Xuezheng would not know, he had been thinking about this matter when he wrote just now, but he had no choice but to draw up several couplets but felt dissatisfied, because he was not busy writing, at this time the shopkeeper urged but could not think of the right one, do not write, write it and there is no satisfaction. There are so many people today, and his two inscription poems are bound to spread throughout the city, and if they are not written well, they will not fall into the face of his learning.

When Lin Xuezheng was in a dilemma, his heart suddenly lit up after seeing Tang Que on the side, and he beckoned: "Tang Cheng, come here."

Just this sentence immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers to Tang Que, and everyone saw that he was tall and handsome, and immediately praised "What a young man" in the crowd.

"This is a new disciple in my county school", Lin Xuezheng explained to the boss and then turned around and said with a smile: "It's better to come than to come well, you have a friendship with me as a master and apprentice since you enter the county school, this painting poem is up to you, master and apprentice work together to open the ink, isn't it better than me singing a one-man show?" ”。

The owner of such a gimmick shop naturally likes it, and immediately led Tang Que to the front of the case, although the matter came suddenly, but since Lin Xuezheng opened his mouth and gave him such a big face, Tang Que had no room to back down.