The first update. There is a change before 12 o'clock.

Collect!

It's a few days in a flash.

After Leping left Shunchun Palace, it had been some time, just as Leping expected, and after that, it was calm, and nothing happened.

Xiao Meiniang was completely soft, and she never summoned Leping during the period, Leping was also Le's leisure, he knew very well that Xiao Meiniang didn't dare to say anything.

Even the mole in the lower genitals has been recorded, what kind of flowers does she dare to turn out?

"Birds, why can you fly, the sea, why are you all water..."

Leping was triumphant, holding half a tea cigarette in his mouth, leaning lazily on Erlang's legs in the gazebo in the back garden, humming in his mouth, and in a good mood.

Gu Xinning sat in a circle, occasionally casting her eyes at Leping, looking at his appearance like a ruffian bully, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"It seems that Le'er is in a good mood these days." Gu Xinning said with a smile.

"Not really." Yan Xiqing Nunu mouthed, she seemed to be a little unhappy about Leping's good mood.

"Sister Ning, what do you think Stinky Pingzi is holding in his mouth? How can there be smoke? But he suddenly saw the stick in Leping's mouth, and he couldn't help but say.

"Oh?"

Gu Xinning also looked back when he heard the sound, and saw Leping holding a small candlestick, holding a strange stick in his mouth, inhaling it with taste, and occasionally spitting out smoke, which was not amazing.

"I don't know."

Gu Xinning shook his head; The women also cast their eyes, but none of them knew.

"I'm afraid it's the lord's immortal art."

Hou Shuyi whispered on the side, since this time, Hou Shuyi has felt more and more that Leping is extraordinary, and she is in the Leling Jue's mansion in person, and she slowly knows Leping's deeds, from shock to sigh to the last awe.

"My little brother's things, those are all immortals."

The eldest grandson Wuwu said, looking at Leping's hanging appearance, his beautiful eyes were full of tenderness, for Leping, no matter how he behaved scattered, for the eldest grandson Wuwu, he was the best.

Liu Yang nodded on the side, and she did not have a trace of objection to the eldest grandson's worry-free words this time.

All the women paid attention, but only Yuwen Xinlan was smiling on the side.

"This guy, when he came to the Sui Dynasty, he was not idle, and he could also smoke tea, aren't you afraid of choking? This group of, a tea cigarette can be regarded as a fairy, so if they see a car and a mobile phone, won't they faint in shock..."

Although he was smiling in his heart, looking at the adoration of the women, Yuwen Xinlan echoed with a smile.

After Leping smoked half a cigarette, his intuition was that his throat was cool, his body was comfortable, he stood up and stretched his arms, and suddenly found that all the women were looking at him, he couldn't help but smile, and then walked towards him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you shocked by the heroic posture of Benjue's Xiumei, so staring at it and salivating, it really makes Benjue ashamed."

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and when Leping said it, he was unexpectedly ridiculed.

The women were petrified.

"Salivating?"

Yan Xiqing intuitively listened to the biggest joke of the century. "This girl will salivate over you?"

"Isn't it?"

Leping took a step back and made a scared expression, as if Yan Xiqing was like some kind of flood beast, able to eat him who was so "thin and weak".

“……”

Yan Xiqing was indifferent, and then suddenly rushed up, pinching Leping's body with both hands and feet, and after a while, Gu Xinning led several other women into the battle.

Laughter and laughter suddenly rose, Leping was bullied by several women, and after a while, Leping thought he was defeated, and everyone returned, all with joy.

Leping's body is suffering, but his heart is at ease, since this time, he has really neglected a few women, too busy, and he is overwhelmed by all kinds of incidents, and he has not been so happy with them.

took a sigh of relief, but walked towards the women.

The women suddenly stood on guard, thinking that Leping was coming to retaliate, but Leping walked in and said suddenly.

"Today's sky is high and cool, the cool breeze is pleasant, when it is a poem to make lyrics, let's have a poetry competition, can you wait for your daughter to dare to fight?"

The women suddenly opened their mouths slightly.

"Poetry and lyrics?" Gu Xinning said in surprise.

"Will you? Beware of cowhide blowing out of the sky. Yan Xiqing pursed her lips, looking unoptimistic about Leping.

"Brother Le, do you still know how to make poems?" The eldest grandson's eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

"That's not it."

Ignoring Yan Xiqing's disdainful expression, Leping raised his head proudly.

"Ben Ling Jue's surname is introverted, and all kinds of skills have always been reluctant to be exposed, because he is in a good mood today, so he plans to show it."

Leping was not polite and boasted vigorously.

"Speaking of making poems, Ben Lingjue's strength is well-known, and he can be praised as an unprecedented person who has never come before! It was really a decisive wilderness, shaking the past and the present, and like the flowing water of the Yellow River, the waves were unaware, and you and other little daughters could dare to compete. ”

The corners of Yuwen Xinlan's mouth twitched slightly.

Yan Xiqing pursed her lips, looking at the pretentious Leping, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and she was about to move to give Leping a blow.

All the women are also abnormally hot hands, and they are waiting for Shuyi from the outside, and their beautiful eyes are even more interested.

"It seems that you are the master who is not afraid of death." Leping held his head high, proud and disdainful of all women.

"Then since this is the case, then Ben Lingjue is not welcome."

Slowly, but he groaned softly.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past. Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight. The carved jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. Ask how much sorrow you can have, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

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With Leping's soft groan, the women slowly petrified, looking at Leping in surprise, and the beautiful eyes could not hide their shock.

"What a poem!"

Hou Shuyi was the first to call out, Gu Xining, Yan Xiqing were also shocked, the eldest grandson Wuwu and Liu Yang had more strange eyes in their eyes, but Yuwen Xinlan's face was a little weird.

"How?"

Le Ping raised his head proudly, looked around at the shocked expressions around him, and his heart was even more useful.

His eyes swept over Yuwen Xinlan, but he was slightly puzzled.

"Lan'er, what kind of eyes are you, isn't Benjue Shi doing well?"

Yuwen was stunned, but he didn't expect that his short-term expression would be separated by Leping, and he hurriedly put on a puzzled expression, but it was difficult.

"Le Lingjue is really extraordinary, this poem is made for the sky, it is really rare in the world, Lan'er is stupid for a while."

Yuwenlan held Leping higher, Leping hummed constantly, proud and conceited, but Yuwen Xinlan pouted in his heart, showing off Li Yu's famous sentences here, and his face was really thick enough.

Then he smiled and grinned.

"It's just that Lan'er doesn't understand, why would Lord Le Ling say that his homeland is unbearable to look back at the moonlight? The overall style of this poem is also lamenting the passing of the homeland, rich in a sense of sadness, is it possible that Lord Le Ling is the death of his own country? ”

"Uh...."

Leping was stunned.

glanced at Yuwen Xinlan dumbly, this girl is so talented.

People are lost, they must be explained quickly, or not only will their face be lost, but even their lives will be in danger, if this poem reaches the ears of Emperor Yang of Sui, he will not be condemned for treason.

Although he thinks so, Leping is relieved that these women in front of him, since the poetry has this meaning, then they will definitely keep it.

With a snort, haha, said.

"This is a scene, objects to simulate love, these are illusory, not real, this is the most high-end poetic technique, you are still young, I don't understand."

At this point, it was difficult for Leping to let go of that stinky fart.

"Lan'er has been taught."

Yuwen Xinlan nodded slightly, but his heart was speechless and abnormal, this guy was also thick-skinned, not only snatching poetry, but also pretending to be a master; Later, tell him the truth and see how he looks.

"It's your turn."

Le Ping didn't pay attention to Yuwen Xinlan's expression, and looked at the women, he was also curious about what kind of poems could appear in this group of women, and whether they could cover the poems he "made".

The women pushed and shoved, and Hou Shuyi was the first to be pushed out.

"Shu Yi is not talented, if he doesn't do well, don't laugh at Ling Jue."

Hou Shuyi stood shyly, her beautiful face flushed.

Leping smiled slightly. "Naturally not."

Hou Shuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and the gentle poems gradually came out.

"The snow is not gone, when the curtain is rolled, Tingmei has pity on me, and the branches are a little spring first..."

With Hou Shuyi's faint sadness rising, Leping was suddenly stunned.

Then, the hands kept shaking....

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