Bian Sai, Bian Yujing, is also one of the Qin Huai Bayans arranged by later generations, in the end, Ning Daguan is a little nervous in his heart, there is no doubt that for him, this interest is much higher than that of the arrogant chick named Ye Kun, Li Xiangjun doesn't know what to do with her to pull her in, but also, men show off their talents, women show off their husbands, this seems to be understandable, but in later generations, the former power has become power, and the latter is eternal. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He vaguely remembered that one of his palindrome poems in Jinling last time was related to Bian Yujing, and then he didn't enter the room with a twitch in his head, but just went to find Li Xiangjun, and finally held back and almost made a big fuss at Li Yuran's little chick, which was a slightly humiliating past......

Bian Yujing was dressed in blue satin, because it was autumn and the weather was getting cooler, so it was also a little thick, slightly tight, and his chest didn't seem to be too majestic, so Ning Daguan only glanced at it slightly, and felt that it was not quite in line with the development laws of this era.

"Sister Yujing, Xiangjun is doing well now, do you know? You know for sure! Li Xiangjun pulled Ning Daguan's arm and said, "Husband, why do you keep staring at Sister Yujing." ”

Ning Daguan neatly kissed Li Xiangjun on the cheek, and then calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip, the conscience of heaven and earth. How could he keep watching? I just looked at the owner of the room when I came in, this is basic politeness, okay?

Bian Yujing blinked and looked at it, and then felt that Ning Gongzi's impression in his heart had all collapsed, and he said with a red face, "Sister naturally knows, who else doesn't know about this Jinling?" Xiangjun didn't know how fast the news of Ning Gongzi in Jinling spread here. ”

"Xiangjun knows, but I just want to say it again." Li Xiangjun grinned.

"Yes, my sister is really happy for you." Bian Yujing rolled his eyes, "I really don't know how your temperament has changed so quickly in just a few days." ”

Ning Zhiyuan was also thinking about this problem at this time, Li Xiangjun's temperament has indeed changed a lot, from being dignified and shy when he first met a few nights ago, to being so lively now, like the little girl who is still only twelve years old, it is a blessing for Li Xiangjun to be able to repeat it for herself in this life, thinking about looking at Xiao Xiangjun with a ruddy face with soft eyes.

"Young Master Ning, last time, it made Yujing wait all night and didn't expect Gongzi to come." Bian Yujing blinked his eyes and said to Ning Zhiyuan, his tone was soft and complaining, it seemed that this was a unique skill of a Qinglou woman, and he said on the side regardless of Li Xiangjun, "That Bodhisattva is only afraid that in the palindromic poem, you can start a sect." ”

"Miss Bian is stern, the game is not elegant." Ning Daguan said modestly, he felt that what he said was also the truth, right? Nalan Xingde's palindrome was not memorized by chance, and he was not very famous... Or maybe he was lonely and unheard, "I smashed the homecoming yard that night, and it was not good for me to make Liu's mother angry, so I ran away in desperation." ”

"Ning Gongzi doesn't explain anything, I'm used to waiting for these little women." Bian Yujing continued to complain, "But this Qin Huai has lost his son, but there are a lot less interesting and more topics, and Ning Gongzi is really not an ordinary person." ”

"It's just mundane." Ning Zhiyuan said softly, after two years, he still can't drink the taste of tea, but it's also interesting to pretend.

Li Xiangjun smiled and looked at the two of them asking and answering, and then slowly crawled into Ning Daguanren's arms, still feeling that this posture was the most comfortable.

Ning Zhiyuan's face didn't change much, and he would take a few bites from time to time, but he felt strange, Li Xiangjun was usually lively, but he was not as open as he is now, isn't there still a guest here... Isn't this still in someone else's room? But Ning Daguan did not have the habit of pushing the girl in his arms, although this situation was really rare.

............

"Ning Gongzi and Xiangjun are really in love...... Bian Yujing blushed and took a sip of tea to adjust his emotions before saying.

"Laughing." Ning Daguan said helplessly, and secretly pinched Li Xiangjun's buttocks with his left hand, making you naughty again!

Li Xiangjun drilled into Ning Zhiyuan's arms...... If there are only these two people, the atmosphere will be very ambiguous, and if the third person is also a woman from Ning Daguan, the atmosphere will be even more ambiguous, but in the current situation, the atmosphere in the room is only embarrassing, so Bian Yujing did not speak again.

When he was silent, Bian Yujing was also looking at this world-famous son, who was just handsome on the outside, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a graceful demeanor, just an ordinary scholar who was looking for joy in the Qinglou, and Xiangjun was in his arms, and it was a little strange to be so serious, she wanted to discuss poetry, but she couldn't say it.

............

Liu's mother was teaching Liu Ru is the magic weapon of home, and there were words in her mouth, "Daughter, my mother will tell you at the end, you have to think twice about everything in that family, don't anger Lord Ning's wife, and don't be pampered and arrogant, otherwise it won't end well, and Lord Ning can't manage it if he wants to."

The relationship between wives and concubines in these years is indeed wonderful, the male protagonist and the female protagonist are like this, if a man does not have the permission of his wife, it is impossible for a man to take a concubine, and the woman is in charge of the affairs of the inner court, and it is inconvenient for the man to interfere, he can let the concubine kneel at will, there is no human right to be a concubine, and Mother Liu will now tell her very much.

"Yes, yes, I know." Liu Ru is smile brightly, she can't say that Ning Zhiyuan is good to her and to them at all, it's indescribable, and others can't imagine it.

"Hey, I see you still don't pay attention." Mother Liu said with some hatred, "When you regret it in the future, let's go, let's go and see Yujing, I bought that girl from elsewhere for a lot of silver." ”

Mother Liu coquettishly led the way in front, Liu Ru followed behind, looking at this appearance, she felt that Mother Liu should have moved something again, otherwise she would not have followed along, and let a maid lead the way.

knocked on the door and entered the house, Li Xiangjun was lying in Ning Zhiyuan's arms, and Ning Zhiyuan was still feeding tea to her mouth, as strong as Aunt Liu was also startled by the scene in front of her, Liu Ru is eyes widened and felt incredible, this kind of behavior is nothing, but isn't there still outsiders present now? Could it be that Ning Lang is going to bring Yujing back as well.

"Yo, Xiao Xiangjun is really naughty, and Ning Gongzi is also so Yaxing." Mother Liu is also worthy of being in the flower field for a long time, and after being stunned for a while, her face changed and said, revealing her signature smile again, "Presumably Yujing didn't greet Gongzi Ning, but the concubine made amends to you on this generation." ”

Bian Yujing said in his heart What does this have to do with me, is it possible that I have to climb into his arms, how can I say that this girl is also a famous prostitute, but from a distance, you can't blaspheme, you can't lose your net worth, how can you be as shameless as Xiangjun Xiao Nizi, but Bian Yujing can also see that this Ning Gongzi's eyes are full of love when he looks at Xiangjun, Xiangjun is indeed a good blessing.

Ning Zhiyuan, who said this, was a little embarrassed, waved his hand and said, "Mother Liu smiled, but this little girl is really naughty, but it is none of Miss Yujing's business." ”

"Since this is the case, the concubine will also be relieved." Mother Liu replied, and looked at Ning Daguan's enjoyment again, revealing a tangled look.

"Mother Liu, let's talk about it directly, you don't need to be polite, you will also raise this for me to be so weak, so we have the grace of recreation." Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said, he is not an unkind person, so he will help if he can, although this old bustard is a little greedy for money, but if she wasn't greedy for money at the beginning, then she wouldn't have been able to get Liu Ruis so smoothly.

"That's... The concubine will say it directly, now the business of the Guijiayuan and Mei Xianglou is very good, and Yujing has a great reputation, but after Sister Li's little Xiangjun left, the new Su Xuan has only debuted for a few days, and she is not very famous. Aunt Liu said with a little apprehension, after all, Ning Zhiyuan was no longer the down-and-out young man in green clothes.

Li Xiangjun in her arms was pulling at Ning Daguan's clothes, looking at her husband with expectant eyes, the matter about Li Lizhen and Mei Xianglou still accounted for a lot of weight in her heart, Ning Zhiyuan nodded without hesitation, it was not Li Xiangjun's influence, but because of her feelings, she should help.

As for the poems, Ning Zhiyuan has been in this world for two years, and all he remembers are some famous poems, and the Pingqian minor key is similar to the blue and white porcelain landscapes, and there are still a lot of songs in his mind, which is not a difficult thing.

"Miss Yujing, please remember, Ning just has a poem here, and he has a draft very early, but today it is completely formed."

Li Xiangjun showed great interest, Liu Ru also sat next to Ning Daguan, she also liked the poems written by Ning Lang, but Aunt Liu stood next to Bian Yujing and prepared pen and paper.

"A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, a trip to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night." Ning Daguan hugged Li Xiangjun in his arms, and seemed to be in some kind of emotion, his voice was not high, and he groaned out of the lower half of the que.

"The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden."

Bian Yujing's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, after all, he successfully wrote the whole poem, looking at the work he wrote with some dissatisfaction, some words read very well the first time, Bian Yujing felt that his words were a little unworthy of this word, but the handwriting was beautiful and graceful, but it was very suitable for the style of this poem, presumably this is why Ning Gongzi asked me to write it down.

"In fact, Ning Zhiyuan is still not proficient in calligraphy, he has some skills in calligraphy, but he has never written a long article, so he wrote word by word for so many days in the imperial examination, and the feeling is really uncomfortable, and now he is too lazy to write.

Liu Rushi and Li Xiangjun are both very insightful in terms of poetry, Ning Zhiyuan's poems come out one after another, which can surprise them every time, this is their husband, this time it is still the same, the two of them are still savoring it in their hearts.

"Ning Gongzi..."Bian Yujing's face suddenly turned a little red, and his tone was a little shy and embarrassed, like a girl who was caught stealing food, and then said slowly, "Can this word be given to Yujing, and please Gongzi... Make another song? ”

"Yes, my husband can make another song." Li Xiangjun said a little coquettishly. Liu Ru is also looking forward to it, Aunt Liu seems to be waiting, many words can resonate with everyone, and there is a wealth of experience, even more so, Mother Liu is like this, even if it is a cucumber today, yesterday was also a yellow flower, that word is not desolate, but the words are affectionate, which makes people feel emotional.

"Just write the lyrics." Ning Daguan was a little helpless and smiled bitterly, "But there can be a minor tune, Miss Yujing, write it down." ”

Bian Yujing nodded hurriedly, as long as you are willing to do it, that poem is mine.

"The song is called... Lan Tingxu, you listen well, but Mo took it again. Ning Daguan made a joke, and Bian Yujing's face that had just recovered turned red again.

"Lanting is in the post, and the book is like flowing water. The door under the moon is pushed, and the heart is as fine as your footsteps. Busy, the millennium monument is easy to expand, but it is difficult to expand your beauty, the real work is unique, who can I really give ......"

“――――”

"The wild goose flies south, turn around and brush your tears.... Weak flowers and butterflies who will you complain about, nothing to do with Fengyue, I will wait for you to reply, hang the pen a must, the shore waves of thousands of butterflies, what is the meaning of love words, how to put the pen is not right, and I am the only one, you understand the ...... of your life"

Ning Zhiyuan thought that at this time, even those pop songs in the later generations of Qinglou are estimated to be painless, and only those Chinese styles with charm will be slightly accepted, one step ahead is a talent, two steps ahead is a genius, and three steps ahead is a madman.

His voice now has a taste for singing, and he is not unfamiliar, but he is not professional, and he is a little proud to look at the demeanor of the women.

"Ren Yan Nanfei, I'll wait for you to come back..."Bian Yujing lowered his head and pouted, "Ning Gongzi is really talented, although these words and sentences are messy, they make Yujing feel very good, the tune Yujing has not been written down yet, Lao Gongzi sing it again." ”

"No, no, Sister Yujing, Xiangjun has written it down, you give me the words, and Xiangjun will sing it again." Li Xiangjun broke free from the Ning Daguan in his arms, and said with excitement on his face, this girl has a natural sense of familiarity and intimacy with the melody.

Bian Yujing was stunned for a moment and then handed the excellent words to Li Xiangjun, but she felt a little more lost in her heart, to be honest, she still preferred Ning Zhiyuan to sing, as if she was singing to her, it would also make her very happy.

If it is impossible to say how much she likes Ning Zhiyuan, but the worship is certain, if Ning Zhiyuan says to bring her back, then she will gladly agree, because she has a good impression of Ning Zhiyuan, this is enough, not every Qinglou woman will pursue the happiness of dying or living.

Li Xiangjun chanted softly...... (To be continued.) )