"Tru...... Boom"

On summer nights, owls outside the window hissed anxiously, looking for a mate in the dark. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inside the house, Zhao Liang wrote the good words in his mind with flying gestures. He was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he was a liberal arts man in his previous life, and he was also slightly involved in calligraphy, and now it can come in handy.

Zhao Liang likes Tang books and books, so he copied Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Preface" and "Funeral Post". In the process of long-term study, he gradually wrote his own style: turning thin and hard into plump and majestic, and doing his best.

Zhao Yuanyan on the side sneered in his heart, this kid is quite good at pretending! I'd like to see what good words you can come up with later.

Zhao Yuanyan decided that Zhao Liang couldn't make a good article, and in his eyes, Zhao Liang was a rabbit cub. And this rabbit cub will only eat, drink, and have nothing to do.

However, he didn't expect that the little kid would also have times when he rebelled against the sky.

After the last word was written, Zhao Liang blew ink and put away the pen. The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he deliberately raised his chin towards Zhao Yuanyan. Zhao Yuanyan stepped forward slowly, and the smart and vigorous words came into view, and he was suddenly stunned.

When did this little cub's handwriting become so good?

Holding back the fluctuations in his heart, Zhao Yuanyan continued to look down, the more he looked, the more surprised he became, and finally he even thought he was dreaming! How could such a good word be written by his own son?

Zhao Yuanyan turned his head suddenly, stared at him, and asked in disbelief, "You wrote this?" ”

"Father said yes, no, no."

Zhao Liang didn't dare to answer Zhao Yuanyan's question head-on, of course he plagiarized this word, and he also formulated a slogan for this piracy operation: I don't produce poems, I'm just their porter, don't thank me, please call me Lei Feng.

Zhao Yuanyan frowned and asked in disbelief, "How did you make it?" ”

"Make it with a pen!"

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"I wanted to ask you, how did you come up with this poem!" Zhao Yuanyan stared at the big eyes and said with an old face.

Zhao Liang thought for a while, and then muttered, "Think with your head."

Zhao Yuanyan was stunned, and then his face became more and more gloomy.

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"Lord Wang, what words did Liang'er make? Don't just read it yourself, read it to everyone. Queen Zhou waited impatiently, and couldn't help but urge.

When Zhao Yuanyan heard this, his face was like a deflated balloon, and it suddenly became complicated. He stood motionless, staring at Zhao Liang's words, silent.

Zhao Yuanjie, who was sitting opposite, was confused, and he opened his mouth suspiciously: "Isn't it Liang'er's words?" ”

Zhao Yuanyan opened his mouth to speak, but his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he slowly closed his mouth again. He sighed deeply and shook his head slightly.

"Then read it!" Zhao Yuanjie said eagerly.

As a literary collector, Zhao Yuanjie has a natural attachment to poetry, and Zhao Yuanyan's actions make him scratch his head, and his heart is so anxious that he seems to be scratched by a cat's claw.

Everyone echoed and asked Zhao Yuanyan to read out the words, they stared at Zhao Yuanyan anxiously, their eyes flashed with strong interest, and they probably wanted to hear how good Zhao Liang's lyrics were.

Zhao Yuanyan's face looked a little unnatural, and his consciousness kept struggling in his mind, and finally he was heartbroken, gritted his teeth, and read aloud: "When is the bright moon?" Ask the sky for wine......"

"People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete, I hope people will last a long time, thousands of miles together!"

After reading it, Zhao Yuanyan took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes drunkly, unable to calm down for a long time.

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The room was silent, and everyone had different expressions. Some people were speechless in surprise, and some people were embarrassed to say anything when they saw the strange atmosphere. The cicadas outside the window stopped chirping, and the owl did not hiss, as if the entire Great Song Dynasty was shocked by Zhao Liang.

After a while, Zhao Yuanjie took the lead in breaking the atmosphere, he slapped the table in surprise, and shouted like a lottery winner: "Good sentence, I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be a thousand miles together!" …… Wonderful! It's wonderful! ”

Zhao Yuanwei was frightened by the sudden voice, and his heart trembled. His eyes kept rolling, and he said in his heart that he didn't understand literature, but the fourth brother did! Even the erudite fourth brother praised Zhao Liang that he must not fall behind.

So Zhao Yuanwei jumped up from the chair suddenly, dancing like a lot of medicine. He snorted profusely, "Good! What a thousand miles of sable cicada! …… Let's do it together! All in total"!

Suddenly, Zhao Yuanyan opened his eyes, and he figured it out. The calligraphy on the paper is smart and vigorous, the calligraphy is at its peak, Zhao Liang writes such words, what else is impossible! This is the son's song! Zhao Yuanyan looked at Zhao Liang deeply, with a smile of joy on his face.

Queen Zhou wept with joy and kept muttering that her son had grown up. Queen Meng and Queen Hua looked envious and comforted her beside her.

Although the little Lori bear children don't know poetry, this does not prevent them from worshiping Zhao Liang, and the behavior of adults has already told them everything. The bear child stood on the chair and cried wolf, messing around with the atmosphere...... Even Zhao Xun, who was not smiling, also showed a smirk.

The night banquet of the palace entered the climax, Zhao Yuanjie slapped the table and beat the beat, Zhao Yuanwei danced like a drug, and the accompanying song of the bear child and the ghost crying wolf...... Zhao Yuanyan, the queens shouted good!

Zhao Liang didn't expect this song to be so powerful, judging from the time, Su Shi is still a little kid, and there should be no problem to help him make a water tune song in advance.

Zhao Liang smiled secretly, it seems that Su Shi will have to live in my shadow in the future! But in a blink of an eye, I thought that a great writer like him, it doesn't matter if he writes a few more poems, he should just study abroad for future generations.

Outside the window, in the backyard.

"Sister Wan'er, today's banquet invites a singer, it's lively!" The little blushing purple water said excitedly.

"Really?" Wan'er looked curious.

"Really, that singer sings vividly! Just like crying, the sisters who passed the vegetables came out and were moved to tears. ”

Zishui's eyes were shining with stars, and his hands kept gesturing in the air. I have to say that Zishui's imagination is very rich, and the maid who delivered the food was obviously scared and cried by the bear child. After the maid came out, she didn't dare to go in to deliver food anymore.

"It's so powerful!" Wan'er looked impressed.

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Zhao Liang stayed in the corner and nibbled on chicken legs, the chicken legs from the Great Song Dynasty are also antiques in modern times! Looking up at the people in the room who were still excited, he really didn't dare to look directly. After nibbling on the chicken legs, it was not too early to calculate the time, Zhao Liang walked to Queen Zhou's side and told her that he wanted to go back to the room to rest. Queen Zhou reluctantly agreed, and told Zhao Liang to pay attention to his body. Zhao Liang then gently opened the door, and after walking out, he quietly closed the door.

Before Zhao Liang left, he reminded the queen mother to rest early, and everyone let them get high slowly!

Zhao Liang's room was on the east side of the palace, walking on the dark road, Zhao Liang seemed to experience the feeling of first love again, and that feeling was vague and hazy. Walking in the dark night was very dangerous, and Zhao Liang regretted very much that he didn't bring a lantern, because halfway through the journey, he felt a cold knife around his neck.

"Boy, hand over the stuff!"

There was a man in black standing in the night, he pushed his knife forward, and then said: "If you don't want to die, let it go quickly!" ”

Sure enough, whether in modern or ancient times, when walking at night, there will often be five big and three thick men. Zhao Liang thinks that this phenomenon is even worse in ancient times, and it is not easy to do anything in these years! The robbery has come to someone else's house!

Zhao Liang misses the modern street lamp very much, at least under the lamp, he can see the face of the murderer, and he can take revenge as a ghost after death, but now he can only be a ghost who has no revenge to avenge.

"Brother, you're robbing on the first day!" Zhao Liang restrained the fear in his heart and pretended to be calm and said.

Kaifeng is prosperous, and there are not a few people who are rich enough to rival the country. Compared with the former, the palace can be said to have water and no oil, and it is heavily guarded. This person's robbery target is so unwise, Zhao Liang judged that he was either a high-tech and daring outlaw, or a junior brother with a sick brain.

"How do you know!"

The exclamation of the man in black came from the darkness, and Zhao Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was a novice, it would be easy to do.

"Because you're so unprofessional, I can see it at a glance!"

"How so?" The man in black put down his knife and couldn't help but be curious.

It was true that the man in black was robbing for the first time, but he didn't believe that Zhao Liang could see the flaws. And he was very confident in his kung fu and didn't think that Zhao Liang would be able to escape.

"Actually, it's the object of your robbery that has a problem!"

Zhao Liang's heart was secretly happy, and he could be regarded as putting down the knife. Moving back, Zhao Liang said eloquently: "Don't look at this is the palace, it sounds magnificent, in fact, there is nothing to fish, you have to rob, go out and walk thousands of steps to the right, where the people live are rich, and the security is not strict, enough for you to earn 10,000 silver at night." ”

Zhao Liang retreated as he spoke, and when he was a few feet away from the man in black, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he quickly ran towards the atrium. In the process of running, Zhao Liang found that the costumes of the Northern Song Dynasty were too inconvenient, not to mention the heaviness of the clothes, the most important thing was that the crotch was too tight, and he couldn't take a step at all. But nothing could stop Zhao Liang's pace, his little short legs were thrown like hot wheels, his clothes were blown by the wind, and his speed increased instantly.

In the TV series, the dragon character will yell when he sneaks up on the enemy, and he will also say cruel words when he runs away to show his appearance. Zhao Liang naturally didn't learn to go to those idiots, and clearly reminded the enemy. He took advantage of the fact that the man in black was not paying attention, and ran away, and when the man in black came back to his senses, he had already run more than ten feet away.

"The kid still wants to run, hand over the wooden box!"

Zhao Liang was frightened, as if a thunderbolt flashed in his mind, his body was stunned, and he immediately thought, wooden box! The man in black is a Tangut man!

The figure of the man in black swayed, and appeared behind Zhao Liang in the blink of an eye, and he jumped high from the ground, gradually covering the full moon in the sky.

In the darkness, the silver-white sword light flashed, and the young man's cry of pain was immediately heard in the air.

The back was slashed by a knife, and the man in black slowly walked towards Zhao Liang, and sneered in his mouth: "Boy, run again, why don't you run?" Didn't you just run pretty fast! ”

Zhao Liang lay on the ground, the pain made his body twitch involuntarily, blood kept gushing out from his back, and a huge blood flower appeared from his white clothes.

"Stuff...... Not with me, you at the horse market...... It's not...... I don't know! Zhao Liang ninja said softly with heart-rending pain.

It's really hard to be a good person these days, and no one believes the truth. His eyes began to blur, Zhao Liang shook his head vigorously, and tried to stand up with his hands. Helplessly, he lost too much blood, and tried several times without success, but instead covered his face with mud on the ground, looking very embarrassed.

"It is better to believe what you have than not to believe what you don't. Come with me!

"I might be the most wasteful traverser...... Zhao Liang had a self-deprecating smile on his pale face.

The man in black bent down, wanting to mention Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang didn't have the strength to resist, he lay on the ground, vaguely saw a vague figure, and then fainted as soon as his consciousness darkened.