Chapter 65 Beauty is like picturesque, and heroes are like wine

It's benefit time again!

From accepting the job of a historical maintenance worker, Li Fuyao knew that it was a chore, and in the long history, the traversers were like carp crossing the river, although it is said that most of them were traversed by life failures. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the devil knows if there is a kind of person who stands at the pinnacle of life, who is already alone in the future, and who travels into history in search of a higher challenge - this kind of person can be a successful person in any historical environment.

You can imagine the intensity of the work.

So after completing the task of the princes of the Beacon Opera and obtaining 10 points, he did not hesitate at all, and directly exchanged for the status of a big official in the Southern Song Dynasty for a weekend vacation.

Since the work is hard, the benefits must be sufficient to have the motivation to persevere.

And welfare, being placed in the Southern Song Dynasty by himself is considered a kind, and witnessing Yu Ji's singing and dancing is also a kind, and in the end, I have to go to see Yang Guifei's original neon dress dance, go to drink poetry with Shixian Taibai, go to drink Lanting with Wang Xizhi, go to Huang Tiandang to meet Yue Wumu who is loyal to the country, and go to Chibi to witness the spectacular burning of the camp......

Welfare, not just women.

There are also countless romances through the ages.

And now you can witness with your own eyes the most magnificent moment of blooming of the poppies of the ages.

Li Fuyao was very longing.

The three big men have their own thoughts, waiting for the most beautiful woman in the late Qin and early Han dynasties, waiting for the short-lived that is about to be brought.

Fan Zeng got up suddenly, went out for a while, and returned with the piano in his arms.

Anyone who reads books will have some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Since Yu Ji wants to sing and dance, Xiang Yu is a martial artist, and Li Fuyao doesn't look elegant, so he has to play the piano himself to help the fun-he really has some praise for Xiang Yu in his heart.

This child is indeed good, for the sake of a dying man, he is willing to let his beloved wife dance and sing.

When it is a big husband's mind!

Looking at Xiang Yu's eyes, it was a bit like looking at his son......

Woman changing clothes......

It's the same in all times, there's no half an hour you win.

After a long time, Yu Ji walked into the camp tent in a cyan dress, and at this moment there was no one around the camp, and all of them were driven into the distance when the old monster of Xichu went out to fetch the piano.

The demeanor of the poppy beauty is not vulgar in the eyes of the public.

If it weren't for Li Fuyao, he would definitely die, and he would never have had the opportunity to see such a peerless elegance in his life.

The moment Yu Ji walked into the camp, the three men were a little sluggish.

Fan Zeng, an old man, has seen countless things, but at this moment, when he saw Yu Ji in women's clothes, he couldn't help but secretly praise, all the bravery in this world was won by Xiang Yu.

And the magnificence of this world was divided by this Yu Ji by eight points.

The beauty of the world, in front of Yu Ji at this moment, has become an ethereal cloud.

Li Fuyao's eyes lit up.

For no reason, I remembered that in the palace of Fenghao in the Western Zhou Dynasty, the imperial lady Fengyue who stood under the peach blossom tree with a peach blossom face and red peach blossoms, the beauty of Fengyue was a mature lady with the best eight points.

Like a peony blooming in a prosperous era.

And the beauty of Yu Ji is a moon-reflecting blue lotus with three points of charm, three points of heroism, and four points of tranquility.

Alone in a pool, the world is unparalleled.

If you insist on a standard comparison, Yu Ji wears women's clothes, or she is like a compliment.

It is the aura between heaven and earth.

is Xiang Yu, who hugged his wife and fell asleep day and night, and at this moment it seems to have returned to the years when he first met Yu Ji, as beautiful as the warm day that broke through the clouds in autumn, full of happiness and pride.

Yu Ji first saluted the old monster of Xichu, "Please sir, holy hand." ”

Do not call the general.

This is the name of the younger generation to the elders, and it also shows Yu Ji's cleverness, which is an excellent moment to win over Fan Zeng for her husband.

Fan Zeng stroked his beard and smiled, "That's the case." ”

Yu Ji saluted Xiang Yu again, but she didn't say anything, just smiled like a flower, and her eyes were full of Xiang Yu's shadow in the elegance of the world, like a little lady next door who was satisfied with reality.

Xiang Yu moved his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Yu Ji saluted Li Fuyao again, did not smile, but said apologetically: "Don't ask where the road ahead is, sing a song, even if the Yellow Spring is under the nine secludeds, dance a song, and laugh and slash the spirit, but this road is bitter and not regretful." ”

Li Fuyao returned the salute, "Mrs. Xie, I will never forget." ”

Fan Zeng brushed the strings with his hand.

Then there was a clear sound, and the crisp ears were like spring birds.

Yu Ji quietly took a step back, her sleeves flicked suddenly, like a green leaf in the sky, her body gently turned her long skirt and spread out, folding her waist in a slight step, showing her wrists in the light yarn, and her gestures were as graceful as the wind blowing willows.

The green leaves are flying, like a phalaenopsis budding to be released.

Delicate waist cyan swirling.

The slender legs are in the room, just like flowers and leaves blooming.

The green leaves are flying, like green clouds flowing between the mountains, and like green smoke floating in the pastures.

Yu Ji is like a green lotus, with long sleeves flying, under the eyebrows of the distant mountains that are very beautiful, the eyes are very bright, just like the pure moon reflected in the two quiet springs, and she is the overlord with a smile.

It's all about women's feelings.

Yu Ji turns into a butterfly!

The cyan phalaenopsis is in full bloom and is breathtakingly beautiful.

Among the countless green leaves, there is a perfect body that is indescribably beautiful.

Just like the immortals.

Better than a fairy.

Li Fu shook his mouth and was dumbfounded.

That's what dancing is!

It is only Yu Ji's dance, but it makes people feel that this is a piece of green lotus blooming one after another phalaenopsis, extremely beautiful, the clean and clear phalaenopsis, enough to meditate all over the world, the evening breeze blows the willow flute.

I can't help but sing and sing.

"Even if there is a red face, a hundred lives and thousands of catastrophes, it is difficult to eliminate the king's heart, eternal sorrow, the top of the green peak, the mountain outside the mountain, the sunset is lonely, the starry night is sleepless, such as a fantasy, a glimpse, the end of a song, the intersection of sorrow and joy, between the sunset, the sky outside the sky, the plum blossoms are quiet, and the spring is cold independently."

As soon as the song came out, Fan Zeng couldn't help but glance at Li Fuyao.

I was secretly shocked in my heart, this son is really good.

Xiang Yu was also stunned, looked sideways at Li Fuyao, who was immersed in Yu Ji's dancing, and felt a little unrecognizable to him.

Yu Ji also stopped for a moment, and a touch of emotion surged in her heart.

The feeling of being a bosom friend.

Li Fuyao's singing voice is not beautiful, but it is long, turning into an ethereal empty valley.

Yu Ji's dancing posture is very beautiful, like a youlan.

Singing and dancing, it is easy to blend in the singing, just like the quiet years of the empty valley orchid, and the beauty is intoxicating.

Li Fuyao is also full of feelings in his heart, in his life, if he can see this dance, he will not come to Xichu in vain.

Falling into the water and leaving flowers in spring, heaven and earth.

The poppy beauty through the ages lives up to its name.

Xiang Yu, who woke up from his stunned, also came to the pride and stepped forward with his sword.

On the side of the phalaenopsis, there is suddenly a light cold.

I saw the cold light shining in the iron clothes, and the scarlet general's cloak was swept by the fire clouds, and his fists surrounded Qinglan......

The general danced with a sword, and butterflies flew in both directions.

Fan Zeng laughed, the withered old hand brushed the strings, and as soon as the sound of the piano turned, it started to kill the sound, and thousands of troops and horses went to carry on, lifting a long halberd, taking the good head, why not be afraid of ambushes on all sides of mountains and rivers......

Beauty is picturesque, heroes are like wine.

Yu Ji Xiang Yu danced thickly.

Fan Zeng was relieved, and his eyes were full of doting.

Li Fuyao was fascinated and carried away.

This is the overlord of Western Chu!

This is the Poppy of the Ages!

Beautiful.

Absolutely beautiful!

PS: Li Fuyao's song, Xu Wei's "Hollow Valley Orchid", a very good song, I recommend you listen to it.