"I don't really understand, but I always feel that Erlang is lying to me. ”

Li Zixuan is indeed a little, but this does not mean that she is really easy to deceive.

"You don't believe it?" Zhao Yan glanced at Li Zixuan, and after seeing that Li Zixuan really didn't believe it, he decided to defend his statement with facts: "Okay, Zixuan, I'll send you a poem!"

Li Zixuan put on an expression of sitting and waiting for the poem.

"Let me think about it, huh...... There you have it!

Zhao Yan, who was originally lying lazily on his side, after looking around, his eyes finally fell on Li Zixuan's full chest, and then sat up upright and recited the poem: "A pair of bright moons are attached to the chest, and the forbidden grapes are jasper round; Under the window of Lang Jun's crispy Qi, the golden stem is hanging with a few dewdrops. ”

"What kind of poem is this? It's a bright moon and grapes, and it's not ...... at all."

Li Zixuan frowned and said disappointedly.

"Well, it's a waste of saliva. ”

Zhao Yan was also very disappointed, it was so easy to get so wet with his hands, but he didn't expect the result to be playing the piano to the cow, which is really ...... Heh, heh.

"What is a waste of saliva, it's not interesting at all, Erlang, if you can't write poetry, don't brag. ”

Li Zixuan despised Zhao Yan vigorously.

"What do you mean by no meaning at all? Li Zixuan, do you know poetry, you must know that this is a good poem destined to be popular, it's terrible to be uneducated......"

Zhao Yan argued with reason.

Neither Li Zixuan nor Zhao Yan noticed that Lan Yue, the feather singer standing next to her, was slightly confused after listening to Zhao Yan's poem, and then her whole face was quickly filled with crimson.

Young Master Yan is really deceiving, where is this a good poem that is destined to be popular, clear, distinctly it is a color poem that teases girls......

"Li Zixuan, you must listen to good poetry, right?"

After some arguments, Zhao Yan, who realized that men could never defeat women in quarrels, was defeated with annoyance and shame.

"Of course!" Li Zixuan, who understood that he had won, casually made up another knife after affirming Zhao Yan's question: "It's a pity that you can't do it, Erlang." ”

"Hey!?You're still so energetic, I'm going to have to prove it to you today!"

Zhao Yan raised his eyes again, and this time he finally did not put his obscene gaze on Li Zixuan's straight chest, but fixed it on a large water tank not far away that was obviously used for fire prevention, but was planted with lotus flowers for the sake of beauty.

"Do you see that big water tank?"

Zhao Yan pointed to the large water tank full of water, which was full of lotus leaves, and there were several lotus flowers in the middle of the lotus leaves.

"See, what's wrong?"

Following Zhao Yan's instructions, Li Zixuan, who also saw the big water tank, asked suspiciously.

"I'll use this big water tank to make you a good poem!"

While speaking, Zhao Yan walked to Li Zixuan's side.

"Don't turn it upside down, it's the moon and the grapes, this kind of boring poem will be laughed at to death. ”

Li Zixuan kindly reminded Zhao Yan.

"Listen!" Zhao Yan took a deep breath and began to chant poetry: "The big water tank, the water tank is big, there are lotus flowers in the big water tank, and there are frogs under the lotus flowers......"

Without waiting for Zhao Yan to finish reading the poem, Li Zixuan clapped her hands with her eyebrows fluttering: "This poem is good, this poem is good, even if you don't see this big water tank, you can think of these things you said, this is a good poem! Later, Erlang, we will go to Leyouchuan, as long as you make a poem similar to this, you will definitely be able to easily defeat Li Xuanzhi's guy!"

Is this good poetry?

This is good poetry?!

Zhao Yan, who was originally planning to tease Li Zixuan, was about to come out with a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Yan was very depressed, so he stretched out a finger and poked Li Zixuan's slender waist.

"Ahh......h What are people doing?"

"Listen to me finish reading the poem and then evaluate it. Zhao Yan glared at Li Zixuan, and then began to recite the poem again: "The big water tank, the water tank is big, there are lotus flowers in the big water tank, and there are frogs under the lotus flowers, poke the ......"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan stretched out his finger and poked Li Zixuan's waist again, and then pulled his leg and left.

After walking out of the poem seven or eight steps away, Zhao Yan read out the last three words of the poem: "Jump." ”

"Jumping?" Looking at Zhao Yan's figure running away in a hurry, Li Zixuan first repeated these three words in confusion, and finally realized after pondering for a while: "Okay! Okay, you Zhao Erlang, you actually scolded me for being a frog, don't run! You stand for me! You, you, you just poke and jump!"

Li Zixuan, who fell into a state of madness, chased and killed in a hurry, and Zhao Yan of course could not stand still, but fled even more jubilantly.

Just a moment later, after being caught up by Li Zixuan and poking the itchy flesh with a vengeance, Zhao Yan confirmed his 25-point body style, and the embarrassed girl couldn't even run away from the big breasts.

"You're enough, Li Zixuan, I've already given you face, originally I wanted to say that the toad was not a frog, and it was poking me...... I'm going to do it again!"

Zhao Yan, who was poked around, bluffed and tried to scare Li Zixuan.

Fortunately, as soon as these words came out, Li Zixuan subconsciously made the action of protecting her chest with her hands, and then looked at Zhao Yan with the eyes of a beast, but ......

Li Zixuan Li Dajun Lord, you should explain to Young Master Ben, what does your slightly expectant expression mean?

Zhao Yan, who saw Li Zixuan's expression clearly, once again felt that his IQ and EQ were not enough, so that he could not understand Li Zixuan's words and deeds.

"Xia Hua and Lan Yue, why are you two still stunned behind, why don't you hurry up and catch up, it's time to go!"

Zhao Yan wisely chose to ignore Li Zixuan, and shouted at the little maid and the feather singer who were still standing in the distance.

So after a while, the carriage that Zhao Yan was riding in when he crossed, as well as Li Zixuan's carriage with the symbol of Yaojiang Palace, went out of the alley where the Rongyang County Mansion was located one after another.

It's just that in Li Zixuan's carriage, only her two maids are riding, and Zhao Yan's carriage is full, and there is a slightly low and distant mezzo-soprano singing voice all the way, Li Zixuan's noisy cheers, and Zhao Yan's strange screams.

The first to sing was "Looking forward to the dawn in the middle of the night, looking forward to the spring breeze in the cold winter", and when the car passed through the alley, it became "Send the robe, embark on the journey............", and then Li Zixuan and the noisy of the county lord of Li Dajun: "Erlang, teach her the first new one, and then teach her the first new ......"

When two carriages with laughter and laughter and a small convoy of dozens of escort knights turned the intersection, a young man with a rich god like jade wearing a spotless white robe and a cyan sword hanging from his waist slowly walked out of the Rongyang County Mansion.

"Shizi. ”

The guards guarding the entrance guard bowed their heads to greet the young man in white.

"Hmm. Suddenly, it was Zhao Pu, who was the unparalleled national warrior of the Rongyang County Mansion, and after answering casually and casually, he asked without looking back: "Steward Xia, is that the Extreme Taoist stronghold confessed by Liu Heiqi is sure to be the plague temple of the mass grave outside the city?"