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The four girls got together and deliberately passed the two pieces of paper in front of Dou Shiyi's ancient and modern combination.

Dou Shiyi snorted coldly. Among the six girls in the ancient and modern group, she is the strongest in singing and dancing. As a mixed-race child, a pair of blue eyes seduces the soul, and the devil's body attracts bees and butterflies. It's just that she has a good family background and was born with a queen character.

The other five girls are all vase-like existences, and as long as Dou Shiyi speaks, they only listen obediently from the side. Occasionally, Dou Shiyi is in a good mood and says a few words of fun.

Now that Dou Shiyi has lost the bet, the five girls have quietly shrunk to the side, cautiously.

At this point, the combination of Gao Yuan and Belle is much better. Although Gao Yuanyuan is the empress dowager's favorite granddaughter, she has an elegant and gentle personality. The four girls have a good relationship, have their own strengths, and both have a large number of fans.

This is also the reason why the Gaoyuan beauties combination has always been able to suppress the ancient and modern combinations and rank first in the Great Chu Kingdom.

Sun Li tilted her head and finished reading the story, laughing:

"Gu Wen is too damaged, how can he make such a sad story strange and make people laugh?"

Wu Jiayin nodded and said: "That's it, Dongfang is undefeated, this name is too domineering, but it's a pity that it's a too... Eunuch. ”

Gao Yuanyuan finished reading the lyrics, and his eyes were a little red: "Maybe Xiaowen deliberately made it up so to make this story less tragic, right? ”

Sun Li followed and read the lyrics, and said angrily: "It's just words and no score." I can imagine the mood depicted in the lyrics, but I can't move without music. Sister Yuanyuan, what should I do?"

Gao Yuanyuan spread his hands helplessly: "What should I do? Xiaowen's tunes are always unexpected, and I can't compose them at all. I could only find a chance to ask him directly. It's so depressing. ”

Seeing that Gao Yuanyuan showed signs of turning crazy again, Wu Jiayin smiled and said: "Sister Yuanyuan, why don't you marry Gu Wen, how harmonious it is for a husband to sing with a wife." ”

Gao Yuanyuan's face was flushed: "Dead Nizi, I think you want to marry someone and want to go crazy, so I just give you to Gu Wen as a concubine." ”

Wu Jiayin said with a face full of grievances: "The concubine has no human rights." However, if the eldest woman is Sister Yuanyuan, the concubine will be the concubine, and I, Wu Jiayin, will also admit it. ”

Saying that, he put on a heroic posture of righteousness.

The four girls laughed and laughed, but fortunately, a group of old men and women had already retreated in advance and could not see this messy scene.

The four girls deliberately revealed some fragments from the lyrics of the story. Dou Shiyi was tickled in his heart, but he held his face and snorted coldly:

"What's the point of pride? The right to start is three days at most, and then I don't know it yet. As he spoke, he took the five girls and walked away.

In the middle of the night, Gao Yuanyuan, who couldn't sleep, quietly woke up Sun Li.

Sun Li lightly bypassed Wu Jiayin, who was sleeping on all fours, got into Gao Yuanyuan's warm quilt, and lay side by side with Gao Yuanyuan. Sun Li took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Sister Yuanyuan, your quilt is so fragrant and warm." It's so comfortable. ”

Gao Yuanyuan sneered and whispered: "Lili, I have the taste of fat powder, where can I compare to your natural body fragrance." People say that daughter incense is a man's gift. I don't know which blessed man will marry you in the future. ”

Sun Li stuck out her tongue: "Have you found out too? My mother told me not to let people know before getting married." But Sister Yuanyuan, you've been talking about marrying and marrying there lately, do you really have any ideas?"

Gao Yuanyuan's face was slightly red, but he couldn't see it in the dark, and hesitated for half a second before replying:

"Where? Our four sisters have long had an agreement that we will sing and dance happily first, and we will not find a boyfriend before the age of twenty. ”

Sun Li was very keen, heard the hesitation in Gao Yuanyuan's words, and said with a low smile:

"Sister Yuanyuan, you can't fool me. No matter how much we girls like to play and live our own lives, we still want to meet our true destiny in the end. If you encounter it in advance, then there is no way. Heaven has arranged it, who has the ability to refuse?"

Gao Yuanyuan grinned: "Lili, you seem to be a love expert, what about your own true destiny?"

Sun Li also smiled: "I don't know where to eat milk in my family." Sister Yuanyuan, you don't really like Gu Xiaowen, do you?"

Gao Yuanyuan shook his head: "It shouldn't be, I don't know." I just think this Gu Wen is so mysterious. I can invent, I can cook, I can write poetry, and I can sing songs well. ”

Sun Li scratched Gao Yuanyuan's face and said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, you're finished." When a girl thinks a man is mysterious, she can't help but like him. ”

Gao Yuanyuan touched his face and said in surprise: "Really, I'm just a little worried, he is so young, he understands so much, and he seems to understand it very well in poetry." Could he be a big carrot?"

Sun Li said disdainfully: "Just him, when he hugged us at that time, he was as nervous as a piece of wood, and he was definitely a rookie." Besides, whoever can marry Sister Yuanyuan will be a blessing that cannot be cultivated in many lifetimes. Do you dare to go outside to spend flowers? I cut him into radish slices and stewed soup with two knives. ”

Two teenage girls whispered under the covers.

But he didn't pay attention to the quilt next to him, Yuan Feixuan exposed half of her head, quietly opened her big eyes, and listened to all the private words in her ears:

"I'm just a quiet beautiful girl, I only listen, I don't speak. ”

Later, I didn't have to wait for three days. Two days later, the story of "The Story of Jialan" and the lyrics of "Jialan Rain" swept the streets and alleys of the capital.

Dou Shiyi hid alone in the small building, read the two pages of the transcript several times, and said distressedly: "This Gu Wen will spoil the story, how to change a good tragic drama into a funny martial arts drama." “

"Anyway, this sister in Luoyang City is so pitiful, she likes such a useless thing. If it were me, I would have rushed directly into Jialan Temple to deal with that 'no gift'. ”

"Phew, this 'don't give away' is incompetent and courageless, I don't like it. ”

"How should I sing "Jialan Rain"? I tried it and couldn't find the tune at all, it was a real headache!"

"If it were someone else, I would have sent a battalion of men and horses back to interrogate the score. But people are fans of Gu Wen. What should I do? Fans don't have human rights. ”

Dou Shiyi was also crazy.

In the courtyard of a low-class resident at the west gate of the capital, a group of poor people in ragged clothes are gathering.

Some of these people are in old age, while others are only 15 or 6 years old. But everyone was very handsome, and it didn't match the patches all over their bodies.

A handsome old man with a white beard coughed, threw two pieces of tissue paper on the ground, and crushed them with his feet. Panting angrily:

"This Gu Wen really deserves to die, portraying Xianrengong as a eunuch and insulting the reputation of my Song clan, he should be killed!"

Another white-haired old handsome man sneered: "If it weren't for Song Ren who escaped from the battle to become a monk, how could our Song clan be stripped of his title by Emperor Wen and become a commoner?

A handsome middle-aged man with white hair who looked like a white farmer picked up the tissue paper on the ground, pinched it in his hand and said, "No matter what others say, Rengong is our ancestor, and he can't tolerate slander from others." It's just that this Gu Wen is now deeply favored, and we still need to wait for the opportunity. ”

A handsome young man said strangely: "I don't think this story has anything to do with us." That general's name is Busong, and his surname is different, so what's the matter?"

"And back then, Song Ren ....... ancestors created a ruthless Dao, which shocked all directions, but he never took care of us at all. Why do we have to fight with others for such a ruthless and unrighteous person?"

"Nonsense, the son does not say the fault of the father, and the ancestor cannot say even if he is wrong. ”

"If we don't say it ourselves, we won't let anyone else say it?"

"According to me, this Dongfang undefeated is really domineering, it sounds quite emotional. ”

"Evil Barrier!

"Wow~~~~~"

"Undefeated in the East?"

In a secret room deep in the palace, a group of old eunuchs were sitting together drinking tea and chatting.

A thin old eunuch smiled: "This kid from the Gu family is very interesting, there is still an invincible Dongfang undefeated in our group of wasters." Not bad, what a good boy. ”

"Hehe, I'm a person who came from Emperor Wen's time, but I've never heard of such an arrogant name as Dongfang Undefeated. ”

"It's a story, but there's a thought, and the children's spirits are higher. ”

"We are eunuchs, and there is nothing. To live is nothing more than to think about it. This Gu family kid is good, and he will take care of it when he finds an opportunity in the future. ”

In this way, without knowing it, Gu Wen gained a large group of fans and some hidden enemies. It also won the kindness of a group of eunuchs, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

Every day, the manuscripts of the Janissary Mansion Auction Item 37 were transmitted in the past, and since the Jianhe River on the border of Luoyang was located overnight, the price of Gu Wen's manuscripts rose sharply, and he actually created an idiom of "Luoyang paper is expensive".

The most amazing thing is the captain of the Praetorian Guard, Xiang Thirty-seven, and the auction items are actually all his handwritten records. Although it is considered bullshit by the great Confucians, it is treasured by many families because it is recorded by Gu Wen's works.

Because of the scarcity of existence, each family cherishes the abnormal. In later generations, many people began to recognize this kind of calligraphy. An archaeologist wrote in his biography:

"This public penmanship is concise, silver hook and iron stroke, big and clumsy, calligraphy and art of war are integrated, it is everyone's handwriting. ”

And because Xiang Thirty-seven has been tracking and recording Gu Wen's remarks, I don't know if it is contaminated with a trace of literary atmosphere. After he retired in his later years, he actually abandoned martial arts and began to read poetry and books.

Finally, in the winter of one year, the 328-year-old Xiang's thirty-seventh birthday was coming to an end, and his great-great-grandson pushed him to the window.

Seeing the heavy snow blowing one after another, Xiang Thirty-seven suddenly came to his senses, got up from his wheelchair, and wrote a poem:

"Heaven and earth are general, there is a big hole in the well, the yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

After writing, I ended with a smile.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!