Tower, autumn moon, spring breeze!

Carved railings, singing and dancing!

This is the whitewashed glitz of the land of fireworks!

But in such glitz, some people are addicted, some people are sober, and some people have endless sadness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Through the emerald green and red, it can be said that every woman here is actually a sad person, but the sad things are different, the angles are different, and they are all smiling at the moment while planning for the future.

Zhang Yi believes that if it weren't for the plagiarized poem he plagiarized that day, I am afraid that even if he has the identity and status they look up to, the smile he gets may be similar to that of the businessmen outside.

It was that sentence that hurt too much, so he lost trust, and there was no sadness after the pain for too long, although it was just a shallow smile, as long as it was sincere, Zhang Yi felt that this was the best recognition of himself.

Just thinking about things that have nothing to do with this situation, Hua Niang has already boiled a pot of rich tea soup.

The tea soup was slowly poured into the cup by Hua Niang in a very elegant way, and then held it in front of Zhang Yi with both hands, and said with a smile: "Zhang Gongzi, please drink tea!" ”

I had long heard that tea was boiled, and I was also in the past, but when I actually saw it, Zhang Yi was a little afraid to drink it.

It's not that I'm afraid that the flower girl will be poisoned, but just the thick layer of oil flowers floating on the top of the tea soup makes people not have any interest.

It's just that the beauty works hard but can't live up to the good intentions, and after tasting it, her mouth is filled with countless strange tastes.

Looking at Zhang Yi's appearance of a good medicine, Hua Niang's smile became more and more intense, and she took out a pear from the fruit bowl next to her and peeled it with a knife, and said to Zhang Yi: "Could it be that the tea soup cooked by the slave family is not in line with the child's wishes?" ”

For Zhang Yi's expression, anyone with a discerning eye can see a little eyebrows, obviously Zhang Yi doesn't like it, and the most important thing is that Zhang Yi is not like other elegant people like a smell, two products, three aftertastes, just like a cow chewing a peony without a trace of elegance at all.

"The flower girl smiled!" Zhang Yi put down the teacup, since he couldn't pretend to be elegant, he simply looked at people with his true face, and said at the moment: "Actually, I'm a layman, and I don't know anything about tea at all, but I have disappointed the kindness of the beauty, why don't you let me make a fruit plate to make amends?" ”

"Where can the slave family accept your fruit plate, Miss Mei'er is free tonight, how about the slave family call her over to have a drink with the son?" As soon as Hua Niang lowered her head, she divided the pear into four halves and put it on the fruit plate, and prepared to go out.

"Is there anything else to do with Hua Niang?" Zhang Yi hurriedly asked.

"The slave family is the old bustard of Chunfanglou, what does the son think?" Hua Niang's expression was suddenly a little gloomy, and she turned her head to look at Zhang Yi and said: "It's a pity that Hua Niang's remnants of flowers have passed into the eyes of the son, and she needs to be managed by the sisters in the building, otherwise she will definitely get drunk with the son!" As she spoke, the seductive and devouring look immediately emanated from her body again, and then she walked out of the room.

Zhang Yi actually knows that his current state is very bad, and he doesn't remember how he read this long adolescence in the later life, and he started making a platter when he had nothing to do.

Pick up the mandarin orange and divide it into eight petals, and the knife in your hand will gently cut it in, and the flesh will be almost separated from the skin, so you can eat the flesh effortlessly when you pick it up and bite it when you eat.

Then there is the pear, pick up another one with the skin and continue to apply it in the same way, and after a while, a fruit bowl that is still good for the past has been formed.

I was thinking that if it was autumn, maybe I could do it more perfectly, but suddenly someone rudely slammed the door open.

"Chestnut, have you thought of your poem?" As soon as he entered the house, Cheng Chumo saw the fruit plate on the table, stretched out and took a piece of mandarin orange with belt meat and threw it into his mouth while chewing, and then said: "Wan'er has urged my brother several times, and I haven't found you for a long time, if I hadn't met Hua Niang just now, I thought you left your brother and ran away alone!" ”

"Nope!" Zhang Yi shook his head and cast a look of extreme contempt at Cheng Chumo.

This is a true portrayal of the opposite sex and inhumanity, a person who is merry and happy outside can't think of brothers, and when it is useful, he will appear in front of you immediately.

"Huh! You did it last time you came to Chunfanglou, how could it not be? Cheng Chumo said that he was not despised consciously, and stretched out his hand that he didn't know what bad things he had just done and grabbed Zhang Yi's arm, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, Wan'er can't wait!" ”

is so speechless for people with low emotional intelligence, people know that they can't find anyone to let him find, but he actually takes it seriously......

When I came to the private room in the middle, I saw Wan'er kneeling in front of a fishtail guqin, and the strings had begun to play with ten fingers gently, and then a rhythmic song came out of her cherry mouth.

"The woman said that the rooster crowed, and the scholar said that he was ambiguous."

"Zixing looks at the night, and the stars are rotten."

"Will soar, and the geese will fly."

"Yi Yan adds, and Zi Yizhi."

"It is advisable to drink alcohol and grow old with your son."

"Qin Se is in the palace, don't be quiet."

"If you know the son, you will give it away."

"Knowing the son's obedience, miscellaneous admiration to ask."

"Knowing the good of the son, I will repay him with admiration."

The song "Female Chicken Song" is sung by Chu Chu moving, affectionate, Cheng Chumo was also fascinated, and the fruit platter in his hand was quickly eaten by him.

Zhang Yi knows some meanings for this poem "The Female Chicken Song" from the Book of Songs, which means:

The woman said, "The rooster has crowed." The man said, "It is not yet dawn." I don't believe that I pushed the window to look at the sky, and the morning star was already shining. "The nesting birds will soar, shoot ducks and geese to the reeds." "Wild ducks and geese shoot down and cook for you. The delicacies are made and drunk together, and the white-headed old man will always love each other. "Women play the piano and men play the drums, and they are harmonious and happy together." I know that you really care about me, and I will send you a tribute to your love. I know that you are considerate to me, and I will send you a tribute to express my gratitude.

People have already said everything to this point, this product is still giggling, Zhang Yi can't admire it!

"Mozi, why don't I go back to my side and sit down!" Zhang Yi glanced at Cheng in acquiescence.

Hearing that Zhang Yi wanted to leave, Cheng Chumo was immediately unhappy, and then his big hand slapped on Zhang Yi's arm again, and said, "Don't, my brother finally found you just now, why do you want to leave before this poem is finished?" As he spoke, he shook his head and asked Zhang Yi to make a poem.

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