It's not bad, it's just good, but it's not so amazing that it makes Ye Gongshu's eyes shine, when today's peace is peaceful, and the literature is prosperous. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSince the Tianxia meeting five years ago, many rising stars have emerged and become the world's champions. Like the poem "Yuan Ri", if these peerless young talents are allowed to write and consider it, they can also do it without leaving ten.

It's just that Zheng Du is arrogant and rarely spares no effort to praise others, but this time he is full of praise for this person in the letter.

Ye Gongshu was curious for a while.

It happened that today I heard that Mo Fei came to the house to treat Ye Chen's illness, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect the two of them to miss it like this.

The ancestors and grandchildren chattered for a while, and Ye Gongshu saw that there were books on the table, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones were there, and said with a smile: "Although the Wenhui is about to start, you are seriously injured and have not recovered, so don't be too tired." Books can be read at any time, our Ye family doesn't need our children and grandchildren to work so hard. ”

Seeing that Ye Chen was silent.

Ye Gongshu also knew that he took this matter very seriously, shook his head and sighed, looked at the prescription on the rice paper, and asked, "What is this?" …… Well? ”

Ye Gongshu looked at the light and agile Xiaokai on the rice paper in his hand, and was taken aback, and sighed in his heart: This Xiaokai does have everyone's demeanor! Did the boy named Mo Fei do it?

Ye Chen saw that after Ye Gongshu finished reading the prescription, he was stunned for a while, his heart was full of doubts, and he stepped forward to take a closer look, but he was also stunned in place. The ancestors and grandchildren were originally well versed in poetry and books, so they could naturally tell what kind of small block on the paper was good.

"Chen'er, do you think you want to compare his Xiaokai?"

Ye Chen reluctantly pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said embarrassedly: "Grandson is ashamed of himself." ”

Ye Gongshu shook his head and sighed: "You don't have to be arrogant, if I go back another twenty years, I will be ashamed." ”

After that, take a closer look, and after a while, Ye Gongshu saw some clues, and shouted softly: "Huh? ”

It turns out that between the rotation of the small block strokes on the rice paper, it is similar to the handwriting of the previous "Tianjingsha". It's just that the handwriting at this time is more mellow and natural, while the handwriting of "Tianjingsha" has some deliberate meanings.

Could it be that ...... "Tianjingsha" was written by him?

But "Tianjingsha" and "Yuan Ri" ...... The styles are very different, but how to interpret the handwriting?

If he wrote both poems, why did he deliberately change the handwriting?

Ye Gongshu is really puzzled.

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If he knew that Ye Gongshu could deduce that "Tianjing Sand" was made by him just by the stroke of his pen, he would definitely sigh.

However, now that he was already dizzy, he sadly found that he was lost again. After walking around a courtyard a few times, all of a sudden, a strong smell of wine came to my nose.

Could it be that he wrinkled his nose, sniffed the smell, was curious in his heart, and secretly thought: Who dares to indulge in wine in Yefu during the day? His mind flipped, and he simply followed the aroma of wine and walked towards the door.

Inside the gate is a courtyard with a pool of green water in the center. Around the pond, there are all kinds of strange-shaped rockeries, and between the rockeries, there are trees dotted among them.

Walking in the courtyard filled with the smell of wine, I feel that I should be careful in my behavior. After all, the Ye Mansion is one of the most famous families in Chang'an, and the people who come and go in the mansion are all dignitaries, in case he accidentally collides with a nobleman, wouldn't it be in vain.

Although he thought so in his heart, his steps were quite casual.

I walked around the pond, but I didn't see a single figure. Mo Fei was standing under a tree, with his hands on his hips, thinking about how to get out. Suddenly, the shadows of the trees on the ground swayed, could it be that his brows frowned slightly, and his ears trembled slightly, as if he had heard something?

"Smack!"

His head hurt, and he looked at the wine gourd on the ground in surprise, and looked up at the tree, but saw that it was suddenly dark in front of him. With a "poof", he fell down in response, and his already weak body was like a heavy hammer.

He couldn't help but exhale and coughed heavily, and then he felt a little better in his chest and lungs.

After waiting for a while, the person lying on his stomach didn't seem to have any intention of getting up, so he was curious, moved his head, and saw the face of the girl on his body.

The girl's face is like powder, her lips are like grease, and her eyebrows are slender and soft, as if they melt when they meet water. Her facial features are extremely delicate and small, with slightly baby fat cheeks, spreading a hint of drunken camel red, and with the pouting pink lips, there is a hint of charming cuteness.

Could it be that he looked at God for a while.

After a while, the girl twisted her body, her eyes still closed, but her mouth muttered, "Ke'er,...... You damn girl, don't you...... Didn't make your bed yet? Why do you panic? Not...... Be careful that Miss spanks your ass tonight! ”

Mo Fei looked at the naïve girl, smiled slightly, put his arms on his head, and said with a smile: "Because you don't sleep in a bed." ”

The girl was so drunk that she naturally didn't know that she was lying on a man's body. She continued to twist her body, rubbed it against Mo Fei's chest, and stumbled: "Ke'er......, how are you ...... Lost weight again? You're so small! Not yet...... Mother's big. Hey hey ......"

Drunk like this?

Mo Fei was shocked to see that his flat chest was being ravaged by the girl's little hands. Then he pouted helplessly, and said in his heart: It's better to wake up the bar for her. Thinking about it, he slowly rubbed it to the girl's wind pool, and it was not long before he kneaded. The girl leaned her face over, rubbing Mo Fei's face, grinding her ears and temples, Mo Fei felt that she was shamefully reacting.

"Well...... Kerr, Miss Ben...... It's not telling you not to...... Don't put a dagger on your body? Too...... It's too dangerous. ”

As she spoke, the girl's hand groped for Mo Fei's lower body. Seeing that the situation was not good, one spirit was excited, and the other hand was free to pinch the girl's evil little hand.

"Hehe...... dead girl, ...... her hands have grown. But ......, wow...... Hah, wow....... ”

As the girl spoke, her cheeks bulged suddenly, and by the time Mo Fei realized that she was about to vomit, the dirty vomit had already fallen on his jet-black suit.

Belch......

This is a freshly made brocade suit!

Could it be that he looked at the girl in front of him, and suddenly felt that this girl was really unpleasant, although she looked cute, but you ...... How can you spit on your clothes.

Mo Fei got up and helped the girl up under the tree, and reluctantly rubbed his clothes in the pool, and the wet one was about to be dressed. After finishing the matter, he looked at the drunk girl who was sitting on the ground, and thought to himself: Since she calls herself Miss Ben, maybe she is the daughter of a master in Ye Mansion, it doesn't seem good to leave her here alone. But...... Now he looks embarrassed, and if he takes this girl with him, he will also cause gossip. This is ...... What to do?

"Miss, where are you, miss?"

Get! Don't bother with it.

Mo Fei was hesitating, when he suddenly heard an urgent shout and put his mind at ease. Thinking that it would inevitably cause misunderstanding when people saw it, I found a side door and quickly slipped away.

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