"The wind and rain are coming, the wind is full of buildings" Miss Meng Guo read softly: "Zhu Gongzi, you are really extraordinary. ”

"The girl has won the prize," Zhu Ziming hugged his fists.

"It's just" Miss Meng Guo hesitated for a moment before she said, "It's just that since Zhu Gongzi is so talented, why don't you ask for an official position?" ”

Why do people always ask this question, Zhu Ziming rolled his eyes, if he wants to be an official, let Sage Kong recommend it, with Kong Li as the emperor's mentor, even if he can't go to the capital to be a big official, at least he can mix a nine-grade sesame official.

Zhu Ziming shook his head and said, "I'm used to being free, and I don't like intrigue in officialdom." ”

"Really?" Miss Meng Guo covered her mouth and sneered: "If you are not an official, it will be really good news for our allies." ”

Zhu Ziming's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said lightly: "What do you mean, what do you mean by Mengguo, you Mengguo doesn't seem to want our Yan Kingdom to prosper?" ”

"Zhu Gongzi will draw inferences," Miss Meng Guo was not afraid, nor was she half a thief, and said softly: "It's just that Zhu Gongzi misunderstood what I meant, I like the culture of the Central Plains very much, otherwise how could I speak Huaxia." ”

Yes, if this chick has a predatory heart for the Yan country, why should she learn Huaxia, what she says is better and smooth, Zhu Zi thought secretly, after all, it stands to reason that no woman will lead troops to fight, learn the enemy's Chinese language, and be a spy.

Although Zhu Ziming doesn't like to care about any national affairs, he is also a descendant of China in his bones, how could he let a foreign race invade, if a Mongolian woman said something "not rebellious", even if she wouldn't do anything to a woman, she would never see her again!

Just as Zhu Ziming was thinking about it and was a little dazed, Miss Meng Guo took out a book from her arms, she took the book, opened it all night, and read softly: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese New Year." Look at each other in the shape of the moon, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal"

Miss Meng Guo whispered repeatedly, a pair of blue eyes, glowing with a little starlight, rippling like spring water, completely silent in the beautiful artistic conception of the poem.

"I only envy mandarin ducks and don't envy immortals, what beautiful verses" Miss Meng Guo said with a pretty face: "Only a talented person like Zhu Gongzi can write such beautiful verses." ”

Ziming Poetry Collection! When Zhu Ziming saw the book she was holding in her hand, she was amazed at her own book, and after being stunned for a while, Zhu Ziming's face felt a little hot, after all, this book is more pirated than piracy, and being so flattered by a foreign chick is really a bit of that

Zhu Ziming snorted and said: "The girl really exalts me so much, and I can only write a few small poems." ”

Miss Meng Guo glanced at him charmingly: "Zhu Gongzi's surname is not so humble, it is not in front of me." Is it so contrived? ”

The blonde and blue-eyed foreign chick just rolled her eyes slightly, and she was full of charm, Zhu Ziming's heart jumped a few times when she saw it, such a tempting woman, I am afraid that in Mongolia, I don't know how many men admire it.

If she was in a low position, she should have already been taken by others, Zhu Ziming thought about it in his heart, looking at the big man's respect for her, she should also be a person with a high status, then she would be a woman of a nobleman in Mongolia.

When Zhu Ziming fell into contemplation again, Miss Meng Guo observed that his eyes flickered, as if he was speculating about something, and laughed softly: "Zhu Gongzi, are you thinking about what my identity is and why I suddenly visited Yan Kingdom. ”

Zhu Ziming was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The girl is good-minded, but I want to know your name more, otherwise I feel awkward if I keep shouting the word girl." ”

Miss Mengguo immediately mumbled a sentence, but where had Zhu Ziming heard Mongolian, this Mongolian country is not like English, nor like French and German, what kind of language is it, he really has never heard of.

After he looked stunned, Miss Meng Guo smiled coquettishly and said, "Of course you don't understand my name, in your Huaxia language, you can call me Jin Ling'er." ”

"Ling'er," Zhu Ziming blurted out a soft call.

Jin Ling'er's pretty face flushed slightly, and she said angrily: "Master Zhu, my nickname can only be said by my elders, are you Yan Kingdom men so light?" ”

This Mongolian chick named Ling'er, why does Zhu Ziming, who always likes to compare herself with Yan men, is a little speechless, she is not an authentic Yan countryman, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Jin, is it my rudeness Miss Jin seems to like poetry very much?" ”

Zhu Ziming looked at the "Ziming Poetry Collection" in her arms, and suddenly felt that this book was really happy, if many men saw it, they would want to become this book.

"Well, I like your Chinese culture very much, especially the poems and songs, which are long and beautiful, I like them very much," Jin Ling'er said with beautiful eyes: "It's just that you Yan people don't like us Mongolian people, and in Yan country, I can't discuss elegance with other talents." ”

"If they see my face, I'm afraid they will think they have seen a ghost," Jin Ling'er suddenly covered her mouth and sneered as if she was mischievous.

Zhu Ziming waved his hand and said, "How come, Miss Jin is so beautiful, many people can't stammer." ”

"yes, you think I'm pretty?" Jin Ling'er was puzzled: "Don't you think I look weird?" ”

Jin Ling'er grew up in Mongolia, and heard that when the people of Mongolia went to Yan to do business, some people were once regarded as monsters by the people of Yan and were almost not killed, after all, the bright hair and heterochromatic pupils of Mongolian people are really unacceptable to many Yan people.

"Is it strange?" Zhu Ziming asked rhetorically.

Jin Ling'er said with a straight face: "Could it be that Zhu Gongzi has seen us Mongolian people before, or people from other lands, who look the same as us?" ”

Zhu Ziming said with a smile: "Not only are they the same as you, but they are also different from you - African blacks, their hair is black curly, their skin is even darker like carbon, and their buttocks are black!" ”

"Phew!" Jin Ling'er took a sip and thought secretly, you said that he was black, what did you say about black ass, disgusting to death!

"Black Africans?" Jin Ling'er asked very curiously, "Is their strange race also near us?" ”

Such a black person, a strange race, Jin Ling'er really has never heard of it, but the world is so big, there are no surprises, and Zhu Ziming is not like a scoundrel who can fool people, but where do black people live.