"When the Taoist priest saw Xiucai and said it, he hurriedly followed and said that we are monks, and the fairy wind dao bone is naturally a fairy bone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After talking to the Taoist priest, the boat man reluctantly accepted, and then looked at the monk and asked what kind of bone are you? ”

"The monk was in a hurry for a while, and couldn't think of good words, so he suddenly knelt down for the boatman and begged for forgiveness, I'm bald, I've never had bones."

After Song Xiaoyu said this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and even after understanding the monk's words, they suddenly couldn't help laughing, they laughed at these people who have no bones at all in the face of danger, the monk said it.

After everyone laughed like this, they asked Lian Hongyao to paint a painting, Lian Hongyao's painting is hard to find in Chang'an City, and what she is best at is painting, so everyone naturally wants her to paint at this time.

After Lian Hongyao stood up, he responded with a smile, but said again: "It's naturally okay for me to paint, but after I finish painting, I want the little marquis to write poems according to the content of the painting, how about it?" ”

Lian Hongyao's request was a little difficult, but everyone quickly agreed, and then they all looked at Tang Zhou, Tang Zhou couldn't refute everyone's wishes, so he could only agree.

After Tang Zhou agreed, Lian Hongyao began to paint, her painting skills were first-class, so she painted a painting in a short time, after the painting was finished, everyone rushed to watch, only to see that it was a landscape painting, but the painting was different from other landscape paintings, because the mountains do not see the mountains, although there is no water, the mountains and rivers are covered by heavy snow, there is a small boat in the cold river, and people in a hat are fishing.

The first feeling of such a painting is cold, followed by loneliness, and the whole painting expresses loneliness.

This painting is a little inconsistent with the current situation, not that the cold winter and heavy snow do not match, but everyone is lively, and no one is lonely.

Although this painting does not fit this situation, everyone can still feel loneliness after looking at it, because loneliness is a thing in people's hearts, and no matter who they are, they will suddenly feel lonely without warning, even if the surroundings are very lively.

Loneliness is a person, loneliness is Lian Hongyao's, and it is also Hua Yuerong and Murong Yingnan, each of them has suddenly been lonely in their hearts.

However, everyone did not waste time on this, everyone quickly shifted the topic to the artistic conception of the painting, and then asked Tang Zhou to inscribe the poem, Tang Zhou looked at the poem, suddenly remembered the poem Jiang Xue, and then chanted:

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

As soon as Tang Zhou's poem came out, it was not only relevant to the painting, but also made the whole painting style lonely.

Everyone praised Tang Zhou's poetry, but Lian Hongyao's heart suddenly shook, the reason why she painted such a picture was not that she deliberately wanted to spoil the scenery, but when she watched the crowd lively, she really felt a little lonely in her heart.

He has no relatives in Luoyang City, nor when he was in Chang'an City, many times, the excitement of others does not infect her at all, she is lonely, lonely like a painting, and then she painted such a picture.

She thought that not many people could understand her painting, at least people like Tang Zhou, who lived a full life all day long, would not understand loneliness, but as soon as his poem came out, Lian Hongyao knew that he was wrong.

Tang Zhou understands loneliness, understands loneliness, and his poems can resonate with him and make people feel lonely.

But today is a festive day after all, so everyone quickly changed the subject.

Loneliness is one person's, it's her cheap red medicine, not everyone's.

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When Lian Hongyao's painting was evaluated by everyone, Cheng Chumo walked in from outside, and his face was very bad when he walked in, obviously he had played too much just now, which made him suffer a lot.

And after Cheng Chumo came in, everyone set their eyes on Hua Yuerong, and now everyone has a performance, except for Di Renjie's young age, only she is left.

Being watched by everyone, Hua Yuerong's expression tightened slightly, this feeling made her feel very strange, not annoying, not embarrassing, some wanted to refuse and welcome, but she couldn't say how she wanted to refuse and welcome.

She has always been a very spicy woman, so when she was looked at by everyone, she didn't hesitate and stood up and said: "I have learned to dance before, why don't you dance for everyone." ”

Hua Yuerong's posture is very good, and her dancing must be very good-looking.

Everyone applauded, and then Hua Yuerong stood up and danced a very soothing dance, her dancing posture is not very graceful, but it is a little contrasting with her previous pungent image, because her dance is very slow, not particularly beautiful, but she has an indescribable like.

Tang Zhou looked at Hua Yuerong's dancing posture and showed a light smile, he felt that Hua Yuerong's movements were not skilled enough, so it would be slow, but fortunately, her waist was thin, even if she stood there and twisted, it was a pleasure for men.

After she finished dancing like this, she didn't feel shy, and sat back in her seat after smiling indifferently at everyone, and as soon as he sat down, Cheng Chumo, who was already a little impatient, immediately took Tang Zhou's hand: "Brother Tang, now that everyone has finished performing, what is your finale, take it out and open our eyes to all of us." ”

Cheng Chumo had diarrhea just now, and everything he ate pulled out, and now he is looking forward to Tang Zhou's so-called finale.

Seeing this, Tang Zhou said, "Everyone ate a lot of greasy food just now, so the final dish is a sweet soup, which clears the stomach." ”

As soon as Tang Zhou said this, everyone suddenly had a feeling of being deceived, and then they were disappointed, because they had been looking forward to Tang Zhou's so-called finale for a long time, and now they learned that it was just a sweet soup, how could they not be disappointed?

However, when everyone was disappointed, Tang Zhou hurriedly smiled again: "Although it is just a sweet soup, it is definitely something that none of you have ever eaten, whether it is good or not, don't rush to make a conclusion first, wait until you have eaten it." ”

Saying that, Tang Zhou waved his hand and ordered someone to bring the last dish, and at this time, Cheng Chu, who was not interested in sweet soup, said silently: "What kind of sweet soup are you, in my opinion, any sweet soup is almost the same." ”

Tang Zhou smiled: "This sweet soup is called golden silk date soup, which is made of raisins, green plums, longan, barley, sugar, osmanthus and golden dates, among which raisins and green plums are scarce, but everyone can still buy them, but this golden silk dates are secretly made by Benhou, don't say that they bought it elsewhere, but I am afraid that they have never even heard of it." ”

Tang Zhou was a little proud when he said this, because this is the case, he likes to make sweet soup, and Lin Qingsu also likes to drink it, but every time he wants to use dates when he makes sweet soup, he can't find it, because at this time, there are only dried dates, no dates, and dates will not be invented until the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

But it was a pity that there was no sweet soup of dates, so Tang Zhou tried to make some by himself after the dates were ripe, but there were not many, because he had never made this before, just tried it.