Anyway, that's what Xiao Zhu'er thought, and when she heard someone report the situation next door, Xiao Zhu'er flashed her big eyes and asked her county lord with a confused face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"He Yuan's head was kicked by his donkey?"

"I think you got kicked in the head by a donkey!"

The county lord of Tianxiang glared at her angrily, this girl is talking more and more regardless of the occasion, and today she is talking so casually on this occasion. It turns out that every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ning Wangfu is holding two poetry meetings, one is presided over by King Ning and Zhao Ji, the son of King Ning, inviting young talents from Jinling territory, and one is presided over by the lord of Tianxiang County, inviting those celebrities and ladies in Jinling City, all wives, and some famous talented women. Because of this, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club in Ningwangfu is also known as the Mid-Autumn Festival, and some noble ladies will come here to take the opportunity to find objects for their children. Anyway, Chinese mothers have been the same since ancient times, and before their sons got married, everyone looked like their daughters-in-law......

However, the county lord of Tianxiang couldn't help frowning slightly, with her eyes, how could she not see that this was the prince deliberately lifting He Yuan. But she didn't expect this kid to fight and retreat, he really looked like his stubborn donkey. Since it wasn't to borrow the prince's east wind, why did he rush to worship the prince as a brother that day......

"County Lord, I heard that this is still a talent you discovered?"

A young lady with gentle eyebrows and a quiet look like water couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, sort of, this little scholar does have some talent, it's ......"

She was in a trance, and almost shouted out the word thief, but fortunately, she closed her mouth in time and changed to a little scholar, but she couldn't remember what words to use to describe him. Sluggish, cunning, greedy for money, lustful...... When I think about it, it's all right, but when I think about it, it doesn't seem to be ......

"What's it?"

"It's just weird, it's very similar to his donkey!"

As soon as Xiao Zhu'er opened her mouth, it immediately caused a group of women to laugh, and the woman who asked first couldn't help but laugh.

"His donkey? Could it be that there is any other allusion in this? ”

The county lord of Tianxiang couldn't help but cover his face, he got it, he couldn't cover it anyway, so he simply let Xiao Zhu'er tell the story of He Yuan's donkey with her eyebrows fluttering. The whole backyard couldn't help but laugh together, in the past few days, because of the fairy spirit brought by He Yuan's song "Will Enter the Wine", it has been completely destroyed by a stubborn donkey, but this also makes him a little more fireworks, but it makes a group of women feel a little more genuine. Such an idol with a little shortcomings is a good idol, the original He Yuan is too perfect. It's really a blessing and a curse, especially a woman's favor, there is really no place to reason......

"I can't imagine that the county lord still has such a relationship with him!"

The eyebrows are gentle and the eyebrows are looking forward to it, and they want to stop talking.

"Sister Qingzhao, do you want to beg your sister to help you ask for words?"

A little girl dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress with picturesque eyebrows suddenly jumped over and came to the gentle woman with a playful expression. Fortunately, He Yuan didn't hear the name of this girl, otherwise he would have to jump up. The woman in front of her turned out to be the legendary Li Qingzhao!

Absolute super idols, throughout the thousands of years of Chinese history, there are few people who can compare with them in terms of talent! has a large group of cross-era and cross-age die-hard fans, including He Yuan, who grew up reciting other people's poems......

Seeing that Qingzhao's face was a little embarrassed, the county lord of Tianxiang couldn't help but reprimand softly: "Ling'er, don't mess around!" ”

The little girl called Ling'er was not afraid of her, and naughtily stuck out her tongue at her, and then stuck to her.

"Sister, go find the guy who pulls the donkey and ask for a few words to give to everyone."

Lord Tianxiang pointed to her little brain helplessly, she was completely out of touch with this sister. How many more? As for that treacherous thief, I'm afraid I'll have to work hard......

He Yuan didn't know that he was being calculated by a group of women. He wanted to cry and was half-dragged out by Zhao Huan half-dragged and half-dragged without tears, and his face was full of bitterness and hatred. A group of old guys looked at each other, and there were so many people who didn't know how to lift, and now they can be regarded as long-sighted......

They are quite good, those young people are eager to step on him a few times, this person is too good at pretending, if you are really not rare, you have the ability not to follow......

Fortunately, everyone doesn't have to stare at He Yuan all the time, because He Yuan followed a group of old guys to the water pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, and he couldn't stare at him anymore. Looking at the environment of the water pavilion, and then looking at the exquisite dishes on the table in front of him, He Yuan felt a little more comfortable in his heart, don't say anything, follow the prince, at least the environment is good, and the food is good, let's make do with it.

When everyone was sitting down, they suddenly heard a cloud board sound, and then there was a gurgling sound of the piano, and after a while, the whole courtyard was shrouded in a quiet sound of the piano. The moonlight seemed to be brighter, and then people found that on the singing platform opposite the water pavilion, there was a plain white woman sitting, although the shadow was too dark to see the human figure, but everyone's hearts flashed a woman's name at the same time - Suqin.

Suqin is one of the four top brands in Jinling, and the color and art are superb, especially the one-handed guqin, which has almost reached the realm of supernatural transformation, and I can't imagine that King Ning will invite this woman tonight. The beautiful sound of the piano makes people feel like they are in the wilderness of the mountains, only to see the clear spring flowing on the stone, the bright moon shining on the mountain, the mind is quiet, and they forget themselves.

Purifying Mantra!

He Yuan's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise, in his previous life, he had seen the fragments of this song in a batch of cultural relics that he had just arrived, but he didn't expect to hear it here. It's just that this song is regarded by Taoists as a secret of the Divine Comedy, why does it appear on the body of a woman in a green building?

Just when his mind was dark, the sound of the piano was curling, and it had come to an end. The courtyard was silent, and after a long time, a cheer rang out in the courtyard.

"It's like heaven, it's really smart! Even in Bianliang, Tokyo, it's rare to hear about this level of skill! ”

Zhao Huan shook his head and changed his head, full of praise. When King Ning saw it, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Miss Suqin, if you make an extraordinary move, this king will definitely be rewarded!"

"Thank you, Lord for your grace."

The woman on the stage stood up, bowed shallowly to the stage, and then retreated respectfully. The voice was gentle and cold, but with a different kind of charm, so that He Yuan couldn't help but feel a flutter, and a flame rose in his heart, and at this moment, a cool stream slid through his heart, making him suddenly wake up, which made him break out in a cold sweat. The fire just now came very strangely, although I couldn't pull out my legs when I saw a beautiful woman in the past, it didn't affect my sanity, and the voice just now actually made me want to fall into it.

He secretly looked at the other people on the stage, and saw that the others were full of admiration and satisfaction, and there was no one, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that he was thinking too much? (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )