Li Congjing's smile was slightly embarrassed, the sky is pitiful, although he has been cold for ten years, he has been unable to release the scroll over the years, and he can barely be called a rich school, but what he has learned has always been a study that has been applied to the world, and the most unfortunate thing is also poetry and geography, as for calligraphy and painting, he does not have much cultivation, at most he can appreciate it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the little lady in the green dress finished speaking, she stared at him, her bright eyes were full of expectation, and there was a hint of fear of rejection, like a cat stretching out its paws to be hugged, which made people unable to hurt their hearts.

Li Congjing was very helpless, and said in his heart that the woman of this world is really more difficult to deal with than the future generations.

Seeing that Li Congjing didn't move for a while, the little lady Meng had already giggled out loud, she threw a wink at Li Congjing, and teased: "Li Langjun, Dou Niang admires Lang Jun's talent and learning from the bottom of her heart, is Lang Jun even unwilling to give a pair of calligraphy and paintings?" ”

It turns out that this little lady in the green dress is called Bean Lady.

Of course, this is not the other party's name, and there are not many women who have names nowadays, most of them are just taking a word for others to call, and the title of Dou Niang is the same as the Jing Niang in "Thousands of Miles to Jing Niang".

Bean Niang bit her red lips lightly, her eyes were shallow, and she was afraid that she couldn't help crying.

Li Congjing glanced at the little lady Meng, this girl is really a grinding little goblin, he smiled and said: "I am not good at calligraphy and painting, I am afraid that the little lady will be disappointed." ”

He said it calmly, and he didn't mean to be weak or embarrassed at all. He was frank, but the little ladies couldn't bear it, and their expressions were different for a while, and the bean lady was even more pale.

However, Li Congjing immediately said to Dou Niang again: "However, there is a small poem here for the little lady." ”

Dou Niang just heard that Li Congjing said that he was not good at calligraphy and painting, and thought that the other party was using an excuse to shirk it, but in fact it was just unintentional to herself.

Meng Xiaoniang's bewitching eyes shone brightly: "In just a few words, Lang Jun actually has a lyrical?" ”

This thing is not uncommon now, but it is mostly the so-called "words of the worker", Yang Wu, the emperor of words, has not yet been born, although the scholar doctor also has a lot of words, but it has not yet reached the realm of "the beginning of the vision is big, and the emotion is deep".

Li Congjing arched his hand and said: "It's ugly." ”

Dou Niang quietly took a deep breath, and her eyes fell on Li Congjing, "Lang Jun, please." ”

Li Congjing said in his heart that you should not scream later, so he looked at Dou Niang and said slowly: "Leaning on the high typhoon, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky." In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, there is no word who will rely on the column. ”

After a pause, as if brewing emotions, he continued to chant: "I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I will sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless." The belt gradually widens and does not regret it, and it makes people haggard for Yixiao! ”

After Liu Yong's song of butterfly love flowers, Li Congjing looked at Dou Niang without moving his eyes, looking like an infatuated man.

The little ladies were quiet for a long time at first, and then an exclamation sounded one after another, countless pairs of eyes fell on Li Congjing, and then fell on Dou Niang, I can't tell what the look is, that Meng Xiaoniang and He Xiaoniang have already held Dou Niang's hand, and they look like they can't bear it with their hearts.

This poem is of course a love poem, and Li Congjing is quite consistent with the current spring scene after changing the "dangerous building" to "high platform", and the various postures of the gentleman admiring the beautiful woman have both the delicate and tossing taste of sorrow, and the wild atmosphere of intending to use wine to drown the sorrow, which can be said to portray the mentality of young boys and girls.

In the end, the belt gradually widened and did not regret a sentence, but it was the finishing touch, his words were straightforward, and the thoughts of the sons and daughters who admired the beauty were shouted out, which not only had the momentum of the precedent, but also explained the reason for the sadness of the whole word, which can be described as breathtaking, and it makes people reminisce when they read, such as hearing the shock, such as seeing the Hanhai......

Li Congjing's words are tantamount to directly showing his heart to Dou Niang.

Although these little ladies have the courage to chase love, they have never been confessed like this by their children, where can they stand such words, one is hiding their faces and being shy, and they are staring at each other, and they are heart-wrenching, and they are almost overturned.

Since Dou Niang dares to say that there is such a thing as changing a pair of calligraphy and paintings, she is naturally talented and learned, and after listening to this poem, her jade-like little face is already red, and she doesn't know where to put her hand, and her appearance is very delicate and lovely.

If she was just pleasing to Li Congjing before, and wanted to seize the rare opportunity to try Li Congjing's conversation and character, this time she was taken by the precedent, and she showed her heart with such a masterpiece, naturally she felt that her heart was connected, and her pleasing eye has risen to a strong good feeling, and she can't help it.

"Dou Niang, did you hear it, Dou Niang, you are talking, you are really good-eyed...... The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and she was haggard for Yi, ouch, my sister is so careful, how can I stand it......" Meng Xiaoniang was incoherent, but she got this poem herself.

"Sister......" Dou Niang was embarrassed and embarrassed, and her heart was like a deer banging around.

Li Congjing saw that there was a "chaos of soldiers" on the other side of the curtain, so he had to sit down temporarily and drink tea by himself. The heart said that the woman who was in love at the beginning of this era is still easier to deal with than the later generations...... But then again, girls who are just starting to fall in love are easier to deal with when they first come into contact with this kind of thing.

Of course, the premise is that the age of the first experience should not be too big, if you are over twenty years old and have not experienced anything, there will be too many fantasies, and there will be too many requirements, and even because you can't see the reality clearly, you can only use the word perverted to describe it, and it will be a devil when things happen.

Dou Niang finally stabilized her fright, she timidly and boldly glanced at Li Congjing, recruited her own maid, collected the things on the small case, laid down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wanted to say something, but she didn't have the courage to face Li Congjing for a while, so she stabilized her mood and began to paint.

Seeing the gesture of Dou Niang's hard work, Li Congjing's eyes were also bright.

The spring breeze blows on the face, and it is still fragrant with flowers and plants. There is a beautiful woman outside the curtain, with her hair in a bun like a cloud and her clothes like a waterfall. The green silk rolls the rice paper, the slender hand waves the jade pen, and the ink tiles the scroll. She paints in her heart, and she comes from the painting.

The pink-carved face, delicate and seductive, like a square ripe honey-peach, makes people want to take a bite.

"Such a beauty, once in a hundred years." Li Congjing said in his heart.

Comparatively speaking, poetry is relatively easy to obtain, and for talents, relying on horses and thousands of words is just an ordinary thing, but painting is a big project, not a moment's work.

After a long time, the bean lady put down the pen, the porcelain nose was already a little sweat, and after finishing the painting in one breath, I couldn't help but be a little tired, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She looked up and peeked at Li Congjing, and was shy before she spoke.

The maidservants came forward and dried the ink. When I was young, the bean lady rolled up the picture scroll, and a line of red and willow green little ladies came out of the curtain.

Meng Xiaoniang walked in the front, she flew Li Congjing a glance, there was a little resentment in her eyebrows, "Lang Jun's words are really like people's hearts, people can't say what Lang Jun said, after today, I don't know how many little ladies will stay awake all night for this." ”

Saying that, he covered his mouth with long sleeves and chuckled, glanced at Dou Niang, leaned forward slightly, revealing a large piece of gentleness on his chest, "Lang Jun should be careful, Dou Niang is not easy to get." As he spoke, he laughed twice and took the lead.

Dou Niang lagged behind, plucked up the courage to stuff the picture scroll to Li Congjing, lowered his head, and said like a mosquito and fly, "Although the painting is completed, the poem is not inscribed, if Lang Jun is intentional, the book can be on it." ”

As he spoke, he quickly glanced at his maid, and the maid hurriedly stepped forward and handed a note to Li Congjing, who was also infinitely shy.

Dou Niang made a hasty salute, couldn't stand anymore, ran away, and followed Meng Xiaoniang and others.

Li Congjing painted a scroll in one hand and a note in one hand, looked at the distant Yingying Yanyan, and laughed at himself: "Is this the free love of the Tang people, it feels good." ”

Since he traveled to the world, he first had a ten-year cold window, although because of the need to combine work and rest, he had a lot of fooling around with Mo Li and others when he was young, but now this is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing. Today's Princess Qin Ren Wanru is still an arranged marriage. As for Tao Yaoyao and others, the situation is special, and it is not the current way of love.

Zhang Yousheng and Qian Pang saw that those little ladies were gone, so they hurriedly came over, and Qian Pang looked at the picture scroll in Li Congjing's hand with hot eyes, "This is the so-called love token?" It's really unusual! Brother Li, can you take a look? ”

Zhang Yousheng was greatly admired, "It is worthy of Brother Li, the romance is better than back then, this time when I first returned to Taiyuan, I attracted the hearts of all the ladies and admired!" ”

Li Congjing didn't care much about it, he didn't need to read the note to know, it must have written the time and place of the next meeting, if Li Congjing was interested, he would have to take the painting with the poem and secretly go to see Dou Niang. As for this painting and calligraphy, it can indeed be called a token of love.

In this era, men and women make private love and trysts, always like thieves, much like the student days of later generations - otherwise how can a tryst be called a tryst, the meaning of the word "tryst" is already obvious.

Li Congjing put away the scroll and smiled at Qian Fat: "In my opinion, then Little Lady He is quite interested in you, doesn't Brother Qian plan to show something?" ”

"What little lady?" Qian Fat shrunk his neck, "That's a big worm, how dare my brother?" ”

Li Congjing saw Qian Pang and said that Little Lady He was a tigress, so he had to make fun of him.

Today's play is over, and everyone doesn't have to pack up anything, and they want to go back after leaving the high platform.

Not far away, the little ladies are getting on the horses, getting on the carriages, those men dressed up or wearing bearded clothes, all of them are heroic, and the posture of the horses has a kind of sports beauty.

Li Congjing and the others were about to lead the horse away, and suddenly a large group of people surrounded by black pressure, no less than twenty or thirty, all of them were burly and fierce, and they were not easy to match at first glance. Among these people, Sun Qianli was looking at Li Congjing and the others with a cruel smile on his face, and strode over.

"Surnamed Sun, what do you want to do?"

Qian Fat's face was full of displeasure.

"Sun Lang, what do you want?"

As soon as Zhang Yousheng saw the other party's battle, he screamed in his heart that it was bad, and he didn't have a good face anymore.

Sun Qianli reached out and took a large package from a house slave beside him, and threw it to Qian Fat, "Acquaintance, take your gold and roll it for me." ”

After that, he looked at Zhang Yousheng: "And you, Zhang Yousheng, get out of me too!" ”

Finally, he walked over to Li Congjing and shouted: "Bring it!" ”

How could Li Congjing not know what the other party wanted, it was the picture scroll given by Dou Niang, he shook his head secretly, and said in his heart that this guy is really ghostly, "Why do you want to give you my things?" ”

Sun Qianli laughed out loud, "I think you are stupid to read, you are clothy, ant-like goods, and you dare to steal things from Lao Tzu?" I really don't know whether to live or die! If you know each other, hand over the picture scroll, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and Lao Tzu will leave you a dog's life. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will break your legs today! ”

The arrogant appearance of the other party simply made Li Congjing angry, and before Qian Pang and Zhang Yousheng spoke, Li Congjing said: "How many people did you bring?" ”

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what Li Congjing's sudden words meant.

Meng Songbai had already bowed down and said, "Four." ”

"Give you a moment." Li Congjing said.

Meng Songbai clenched his fists: "Half a moment is enough!" ”

Everyone is like a ghost, and they don't understand the meaning of this conversation between the two at all.

However, in the next moment, Meng Songbai and the four Qin King guards had already swooped out, and the tiger and leopard pounced on the twenty or thirty house slaves brought by Sun Qianli.

Before the leader of Sun Qianli's house slaves could react, Meng Songbai had already arrived in front of him, and with a punch he slammed into the door, the leader was horrified, and it was too late to dodge, so he hurriedly crossed his arms in front of his forehead.

Then he felt that his arms were struck by a heavy hammer, and the pain was as if they were about to break, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. However, this was only the beginning, and Meng Songbai immediately punched him in the lower abdomen, knocking his toes off the ground.

The leader's eyes protruded, and before he could fall down holding his stomach, Meng Songbai had already grabbed one of his arms and punched him at the elbow joint, only to hear a click, his arm was broken in response, and the leader let out a scream like killing a pig, and fell to the ground wailing.

At the same time, screams rang out one after another, and the four guards of the King of Qin rushed into the crowd, opened their bows left and right, and made each other break their hands and feet with their hands.

Li Congjing walked in front of Sun Qianli, the other party reacted quickly, obviously practiced punches and kicks, and hurriedly punched over. didn't see Li Congjing make any moves, the punch was slapped away, and at this time, his right hand was already on the opponent's neck, and he lifted the opponent with one hand.

"Do you know how to write dead words?"