"Again, again!"

"That's it, the movement tonight is too big, and I have no choice but to do this!"

"Master Cui, will erasing our memories twice in one day cause damage to our bodies?"

"What do you think? But compared to violating the decree of the Ministry of Culture and Culture of the State of Chu, I would rather suffer this kind of damage! I really regret it, why did I take this task of inspecting Hong County, I had known that this was the case, how far away I would be! "Farewell My Concubine", "Respect for Mulan", "Gift to Su Weiwei", and three more war poems and war songs, Yue Heng is desperately moving closer to the military headquarters!"

"What Master Cui said is that we can't let the military department snatch him away!"

Su Inspector and Cui Shilang sighed, looking at the Fuxi Wenpan in their hands and worried.

They had no choice but to call the Phantom Array of the Mansion again, and erase the memories of the new war poems from everyone near this piece of scroll, I am afraid that the last bit of Yin Mountain Stone will also be consumed, and even the special scroll containing the power of Fuxi Xingchen in their hands will be destroyed.

But compared to Yue Heng's several war poems that were revealed, the Ministry of Culture of the Chu State would rather destroy these pieces of Yin Mountain Stones and Fuxi Wenpan.

Airplanes!

At night, the Zhuangyuan Pavilion was shrouded in the power of the dazzling Fuxi stars, and the vitality of heaven and earth above the county academy across the street was shaken, and many people in Hong County saw this scene, but they didn't know what was going on.

Yue Heng's spirit was in a bit of a trance, and his mind was a little confused.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but he was surprised to find that Su Weiwei was holding a poem in her hand, with familiar handwriting on it, and the content turned out to be the familiar "Gift of Flowers" to him!

Su Weiwei also held her forehead with her slender hands, and she seemed to have a headache, but the discomfort was fleeting, and she found that the poem in her hand was surprisingly wonderful.

"Miss Su, hurry up and put it away, this is a poem written by Gongzi Yue for you, you will appreciate it carefully when you go back. Cui Shilang approached with people, blocking the faces of the others, and whispered.

At the same time, Qi County Ling also quickly said in Yue Heng's ear: "The banquet is over, there is some accident, I will arrange for someone to take you away." ”

There were many people in the audience who didn't know what was going on, and Zhang Junbei, who knew about it, was also iron-faced, commanding his subordinate generals, and hurriedly ended today's banquet, carrying the original manuscript of "Jing Mulan" written by Yue Heng, and left the Zhuangyuan Pavilion with uncertainty in his mind.

Some people vaguely guessed something, most of the details of the entire banquet were remembered, but a few paragraphs were missing in the middle that could not be connected, for example, they remembered He Yong provoking Yue Heng, and they also remembered that Yue Heng sarcastically mocked He Yong, but what song Yue Heng sang, everyone was not impressed at all, and several people asked each other, all confused.

Yue Heng could only leave from the side door of the Zhuangyuan Pavilion in a hurry, and under the protection of Shi Zhutou, he returned to the county academy across the street to rest.

Shi Zhutou arranged a guest room for him, and introduced before leaving: "This room is shrouded in the large array of the palace, which has a certain early warning effect, you only need to use the Fuxi text plate in the room to activate the power of the 'ring' rune in it, and you can be under the protection of this Fuxi text plate." ”

Yue Heng took this simple Fuxi text plate with great interest, and looked at it over and over again, there were only a few small black formation outlines on it, and it was covered with special materials on the key formation layout lines, deliberately not letting people know.

"Master Shi, what kind of effect can this 'ring' rune have?" Yue Heng only thought of the oracle bone shape of the "ring" in his heart, which was a pair of hand-held Ge, which had the meaning of vigilance and counterattack, resisting the invasion of foreign enemies and bad habits.

Shi Zhutou smiled mysteriously: "There was once a third-level warrior in Hongxian County who was drunk and said that he could invade the mansion. Later, he jumped in and triggered a room where the 'Ring' rune was activated. ”

"And then?"

"Dead on the spot!"

Yue Heng shuddered, the power of this "ring" rune was so powerful?

Sending away the stone catcher, Yue Heng simply washed his face in the basin in the room, the cold feeling made his mind clear, he carefully recalled the entire process of today's banquet, and after the analysis of the cocoon, he vaguely spliced together the broken memories.

"Tu Honggang's "Farewell My Concubine", Du Mu's "Mulan Temple", and Du Fu's "Gift of Flowers", it seems that these poems and songs, as long as I do the point of 'immersive', can resonate relatively easily. ”

"Of course, it's not that I've done a good job of 'immersive', but that they themselves have the soul of war songs and poems, and I performed them at the right time to show their true intentions. ”

"Now I probably know how to play, if I want to be a blockbuster, or really do war poetry and resonance of the text, then try to choose those poems and songs that are easy for me to enter the 'immersive' and 'heart'. If you just want to pretend to be a bubble girl or show off your literary talents, you can just find a few simple articles to fool around. ”

After Yue Heng figured this out, he was finally in a great mood.

He touched his arms, and today's other harvest was this Sansheng Stone.

The color of the Sansheng Stone was light yellow, and he remembered that when the Wenzhang Yuan handed it to him, the Sansheng Stone was still slightly bright yellow, which should have been activated by him The power of the runes in it, and now it has become a piece of waste.

"This small stone can actually store the power of the runes in the human body divine palace? If I can infuse the power of the runes of 'life' into it, wouldn't everyone be able to get a chance to heal themselves? Ha! It's so beautiful to think about! If it is really so easy to infuse into it, the Sansheng Stone is not so precious!"

Yue Heng said self-deprecatingly, shook his head, carefully studied the Sansheng Stone, which had become extremely weak, and finally gave up.

"Let's go to the county school to see if there is any opportunity to get in touch with this kind of knowledge. ”

Putting away the Sansheng Stone, Yue Heng lay down, slowly recalling the bits and pieces that happened after the crossing.

The shadows of two people kept appearing in his mind, one was Wen Xinyue, and the other turned out to be Su Weiwei.

"Wen Xinyue, although she is beautiful and has a good figure, she has a squeamish and arrogant young lady, but she also has her own arrogant capital, a good family background, her martial arts are strong, and she is the first in the martial arts examination, and the suitor is estimated to be able to row a few streets in Hongxian. ”

"Su Weiwei, she is a little more beautiful than Wen Xinyue, but she also seems to have an indescribable arrogance, maybe this is her self-vigilance caused by her long-term experience, but this kind of woman is well-informed, her eyes are too poisonous, and her mind is too clever, and ordinary people can't control her. Moreover, many royal families and nobles have pursued her, and the businessmen and wealthy people of several countries are willing to spend a lot of money for her, this woman can maneuver among so many people, it's not easy!"

After evaluating the two women, Yue Heng pursed his lips and sneered: "Forget it, I'll go to Qicheng tomorrow, all this in Hongxian should become a thing of the past......"

This night, Yue Heng slept very steadily, the Fuxi Wenpan was next to his pillow, the faint blue light on it flickered slightly, it seemed extremely regular, the "ring" rune could be kept for six hours, and with the large array of the county academy, it was really stable.

But many people in Hong County spent a sleepless night, and Qi County Ling talked late at night with Su Inspector and Cui Shilang to discuss the matter of sending Yue Heng away tomorrow.

Wen Zhangyuan took Wen Xinyue back to the Wen Mansion, Wen Zhangyuan had no intention of sleeping in the middle of the night, he stood in the garden of the Mansion and walked back and forth, even if his eyes were red, he couldn't solve the entanglement in his heart.

Wen Xinyue lay on the bed and tossed and turned, she couldn't remember the poems written by Yue Heng, but she remembered Yue Heng's eyes, the amazing and unfamiliar eyes when she looked at her, and the eyes that laughed with others but were a little cold to her.

Yue Heng can be extremely gentlemanly and gentle to Su Weiwei, and even hug Su Weiwei when danger is coming, but he is not cold to her inquiries.

once held her hand in the illusion and recited "Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son", but when he turned around, he looked at another woman and wrote a poem as a gift.

She felt extremely aggrieved, she didn't know what was wrong, every time she thought of the sad place, she hugged the pillow and grabbed it hard, her palms were almost pinched and bleeding, and her heart was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Bastard, bastard!

She seemed to have completely forgotten how she had treated him, she had forgotten the heartless words she had ever said, she had never given him a smile, and she had not even said a word of kindness to him.

But her innate arrogance made her feel extremely aggrieved, especially when she thought of Su Weiwei's gentle and considerate appearance towards Yue Heng, with a shy appearance with spring in her eyebrows and eyes, her heart hurt terribly.

This night, Miss Wen Er shed tears for a man for the first time in her life, and she didn't sleep all night......

On this night, in a painting boat on Honghu Lake, the lights were bright, and Su Weiwei, the most famous composer in the Honghu Lake Basin, was also worried and sleepless in the middle of the night.

There was a piece of paper on the table in front of her, just four lines of poetry, which she had read countless times.

"This song should only exist in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times...... Gongzi Yue, do you know how serious this is? How can you make me afford it, how can I repay you?"

Su Weiwei gently stroked the handwriting, she seemed to see Yue Heng's figure emerging in front of her, that ordinary face showed a childlike innocent smile, looking at her eyes were so pure, without a trace of distractions, just like this, she gently read out four lines of poetry, flicked her sleeves lightly, leaving this incomparably precious pen and ink, and then turned into nothingness and disappeared.

She couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces that she deliberately made difficult for Yue Heng in Mingyue Tower during the day, and when she thought of the interesting part, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Before Zhang Junjian left, he said that you would go to Qicheng for further study, and if you say goodbye today, I don't know when you will be able to meet in the future...... Anyway, I've been in Hong County long enough, and it's a good idea to travel east along the Yangtze River Valley......"

"Miss, it's late at night, it's time to rest......"

Su Weiwei answered, slowly put away this precious poem, and showed a naughty smile on her face.