Among these people, one was wearing a thick cotton jacket, and there was no grass on his head, he looked at the pockmarks opposite, frowned, and said: "Mazi, Li Dutong asked us to stare at Zhao Xian to see if there are any important people around him, and now there are two women, which one shall we investigate?" ”

Mazi 'sucked' and drank a sip of hot wonton soup, licked his lips and looked up and said: "What Li Dutong wants is that Zhao Xian is ruined, and it is best to be executed justifiably, we have to find out what is difficult to say about him, these two women will investigate to see if there is any bad customs and stealing men, if you can't find it, you will find a way to make one for him, anyway, the matter is carried by Li Dutong, and we are not afraid." ”

The bald head frowned, puzzled: "What kind of thing do you have to create to make Zhao Xian ruined and even executed?" ”

Mazi took a sip of chaos soup, wiped his mouth and smiled: "It's not easy to want him to be ruined, you just wait and see." ”

"Don't grandma." The bald head was curious, and kept asking, but Mazi shook his head and didn't say anything, and a few men scolded him, but he was helpless, and after eating the wontons, he left separately and followed Zhao Xian, Huang Tiantian and others.

After having breakfast in a small restaurant, Zhao Xian and Yijun went together, aiming at Xuanwu Lake. Zhao Xian walked with Yijun, walked a few steps unhurriedly, and saw that on the Xuanwu Lake, the water was sparkling, the blue waves were like mirrors, the bridge shadow shone on the water, and the snow scene of the lake and mountains unfolded like a picture. In the meantime, the scholars shuttle, the tourists are weaving, and the scene is very lively.

Zhao Xian and Yijun walked along the lake, the winter sun shone on the lake, with a faint golden wave, and the breeze carried a slight chill, which made people shrink their necks.

Zhao Xian had something in his heart, and his interest was not very high. Seeing this, Yijun frowned and thought about it, looked at the crystal clear lake, and said slowly: "The snow shadow falls into the sky, and the Qionglou on the other side dances in the cold wind. Lovers know that lovesickness is bitter, when will the Yiren be willing to meet? ”

Yijun's brows were spread, his smile was a little, and he put on a big red fox fur shawl, and held his waist in a beautiful way, and his charming face was three points more beautiful than the scenery in the lake.

Zhao Xian was surprised when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Miss Yijun is so knowledgeable and literate, but she is so resentful, do you want to be public?" ”

Yijun glanced at Zhao Xian, and said with a smile: "Don't praise me, this poem is written by someone else, I just chanted it casually, and it can be compared with you, the eldest son of Zhao." ”

"I can't talk about exports, it's just a hobby." Zhao Xian shook his long flowing hair, revealing his usual sullen expression.

Yijun covered her lips and smiled, and complained: "You are rude and arrogant, I have never seen you do what a scholar should do, but you chant a good poem, I really don't know how you learned it." ”

Since the first time Yi met Zhao Xian, she had never seen Zhao Xian read and write, but from time to time she popped out a few wonderful poems, she couldn't figure out how Zhao Xian's brain grew, isn't it really a natural talent?

Zhao Xian couldn't explain the things of being a person in two lives, so he snorted and said: "This poetry, pay attention to a talent, I was born to learn this, and others can't learn it if they want to." ”

"Stinky beauty!" Yijun smiled and glanced at him, thinking of what happened last night, she said again: "It's clumsy to learn marksmanship, I really don't see how smart you are by nature." ”

Yijun said a few words, and his mood gradually improved, and he actually spread his little feet and ran forward, like a playful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Although it is morning, the shore of Xuanwu Lake is already full of people, rushing to the market, selling arts, doing business, gathering together early, covering the bustle of extraordinary.

Yijun didn't know why, like a child, he actually threw away Zhao Xian and watched while walking. The entrance of Xuanwu Lake is the most prosperous area of Jinling City, there are many performing arts, walking rope hussars, flying money and throwing balls, kicking wood and scattering sand, swallowing knives and spitting fire, jumping circles and pounds, the people who see are frightened but can't help but shout loudly.

Yijun turned around for a long time, and said enviously: "I don't know how to practice this kind of martial arts, sister, I can't do it." ”

Zhao Xian also rarely saw this scene, he had a lot of fun, and seeing the envy in Yijun's eyes, he said disdainfully: "These are all fake tricks, they don't work in the bells and whistles, and everything will end up when you come down with a sword." ”

Yijun nodded proudly, but before he could speak, he screamed and grabbed Zhao Xian's arm in fright.

Zhao Xian followed the prestige, but it turned out to be a snake tricker, and he didn't know where to get a giant python wrapped around his body, and he was asking people to grope for money.

Women are naturally afraid of snakes and mice, and Huayu Wuyi Qigao is so frightened by mice that she can't sleep and asks him to accompany her, and Yijun is no exception. Although Zhao Xian was not afraid of the sky and the earth, he was a little afraid of this snake and insect, and subconsciously grabbed Yijun's shoulder, took a few steps quickly, and then said with a smile: "Make such a big snake to scare people, who dares to go up and give money, and I don't know how to get some small ones." ”

Yijun nodded, relieved a few breaths with palpitations, suddenly noticed something, his face was slightly red, and he glared at Zhao Xian and said, "You old love to make things bad, why don't you let go of me quickly?" ”

Zhao Xian looked down at Yijun who was protected in his arms, and said puzzledly. "Let go of you, let go of what?"

"Let go of me." Yijun twisted his shoulders to break free, and said with shame and anger.

"Oops!" Zhao Xian hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Misunderstanding, skillful misunderstanding, I never meant it." ”

"Who knows if you did it on purpose." Yijun snorted lightly, and thought of the last time he stripped naked and let Zhao Xian heal his injuries, his face flushed, and he left Zhao Xian and continued to move forward. This time, she was much more cautious, looking for some suitable places for women to stop, what to buy and sell to catch the market, fragrant tea and fine fruits, what you need in wine, makeup puppets, lotus boats and horses, sheng and drums, trivial play equipment, and so on.

Yijun has been running around with Mrs. An all the year round, doing all the business of licking blood from the knife edge, and her spirit is always tense, and she has been estranged from these things for many years. Today, I can relive my childhood dreams, and my excited little face is flushed, and I look around like a playful child, so curious and kind about everything.

Zhao Xian has never accompanied other girls to go shopping except for flower language, and he was also very interested when he saw Yijun's happiness, and when he caught up with Yijun, he saw that she was in front of a string of red rock sugar gourds, and said to the old man who sold sugar gourds: "Boss, how do you sell this sugar gourd?" ”

"Five cents and two strings."

Yijun took out a few copper plates from the purse embroidered with small flowers on his waist, then reached out and personally picked out two, handed a string of sugar gourds to Zhao Xian, and said, "I'm in for a treat, let's eat." ”

Zhao Xian glanced at her unexpectedly, then smiled and said, "We are all adults, and you are not afraid of outsiders watching jokes." ”

"What do you do with them?" Yijun pinched the collar of the shawl with one hand to prevent it from slipping down, lightly opened Zhu's lips and bit it gently, only to feel a long-lost aromatic sweetness overflow his lips, revealing a sweet smile.

Yijun has always put his real surname on his face, what he wants to say, rarely shows the reserve that a woman should have, but has a unique surname, Zhao Xian was infected by Yijun's surname, shook his head and smiled, and also opened his mouth to bite down a fiery red fruit and tasted it.

Infected by Yijun, Zhao Xian was not polite to Sven, and when he saw some snacks, he took the initiative to buy them and asked Yijun to taste them. Yijun didn't refuse to come, and the two of them had a lot of fun.

All the way forward, in front of the most beautiful lakeside scenery, suddenly saw a young man in white clothes and wearing a square scarf painting near the lake, it was nearing the end. The painting on the lake is vast, the painting style is simple and natural, and there is no twist and artificiality.

Zhao Xian can barely be called half a cartoonist, but he doesn't know anything about landscape painting, he only thinks that this painting is tranquil and natural, simple but atmospheric, and he can't see anything else, but Yijun next to him is bright, and he hurriedly ran over to take a look.

After the young man finished drawing, he brushed and wrote two lines of small words on the smoke and rain map: Winter flowers and autumn moon are the most ruthless, how many new and old pens have been provoked...

"Yo he!" Zhao Xian was surprised for a while, he thought that this kid would use a few sentences of gorgeous poems to set off this good landscape painting, but he didn't expect a vernacular sentence to emerge, and more importantly, it was full of charm and catchy to read, which had a different taste.

Yijun frowned, looked at it carefully, and muttered: "These two sentences don't seem to be poems, but they are a couplet?" ”

When this young man painted, the lake has already been surrounded by people who feel like Sven readers, these guys can't work in war, but they are experts in reading and painting, this landscape painting is calm and calm, there is a hidden meaning of dust, not only the brushwork is exquisite, but this artistic conception is already enviable, young to have such a penmanship artistic conception, it must not be an ordinary person.

After the young man finished writing two sentences, he put the little milli aside, turned around and saw so many scholars, he was slightly surprised, then smiled, and said in a crisp voice to everyone: "You Jinling geniuses are here to evaluate the clumsy work, it is Xiaosheng's honor, these two sentences are a pair of upper couplets are Xiaosheng's ugly doing, I don't know that the talented man can raise the pen to pick up the next couplet?" ”

This young man's face is like powder, thin willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, lips are like red spots, eyes are like morning stars, wearing a pale white robe, standing there like a fine willow supporting the wind, indescribable handsome taste, smiling and standing graceful touch, attracting the watchful woman to look sideways.

Hearing this, everyone is eager to try, although this young man has not heard of it, but this painting is indeed a rare heirloom, a few words are also quite elegant, maybe it is a great talent somewhere, if you can step forward to the upper and lower couplets, that is, the prestige of Jinling people, and they can earn a good reputation, there are so many talented and beautiful people present, word of mouth is still afraid that it will not become famous?

Although everyone wants to step forward and show off in their hearts, but you look at me and I see you but no one speaks, this sentence looks like an ordinary vernacular, but it is mixed with a special flavor, many talented and beautiful people see this sentence, but they are at a loss, can't grasp the feeling.

Yijun pondered for a long time, then shook her head to say that she couldn't do anything, she looked at the young man with admiration, and sighed lightly: "What a handsome little Langjun, his talent is even better, and I don't know which one is the talent." ”

Zhao Xian felt that there was a fat powder on the man's body, and said with a displeased face when he heard this: "Miss Yijun, it's not good to praise other men in front of a handsome guy and a talented man?" ”

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