Chapter Twenty-Three: Crooked Poetry and False Words
Wu Yuefeng knew that Zhong Wan wanted to listen to more love words, but he was slightly embarrassed to hold his glass, he drank it all in one gulp, and said slowly after groaning:
"The past is flickering, and there are many half-curved loves.
Dreaming of auspicious clouds looking for Kunwu, tears falling on the placket of the clothes and memories are hazy.
Step to measure the heaven, the earth, the sea and the land, and the hand shatters the void and the phoenix seeks the phoenix.
Raise a glass to invite the moon and the stars, and the bell rings at night!"
Zhong Wan fell into thought and found that Wu Yuefeng was actually saying his woman's name, and he was only a quarter!
Zhongli didn't know why, but he shook his head imperceptibly, and didn't seem to be satisfied!
Zhong Wan was angry, raised his glass with a smile, and said, "It's only worth my drink, Brother Yue Feng, it's not enough!"
Wu Yuefeng began to have a big head, he was not Cao Zhi, and he became a poem in seven steps, but his wife was obviously not very satisfied.
Wu Yuefeng had a drink with Zhong Wan slowly, and saw that his wife was smiling like a flower, and he was looking forward to chanting poetry!
Drinking another cup alone, he really wanted to recite a pod of poetry, although it was not a love poem, the artistic conception was not low. Or Li Qingzhao's words are good, but being too outstanding will inevitably make Zhongli pay attention, so it is better to improvise.
After thinking about it, he said:
"Bloody hideouts, naΓ―ve and romantic.
The beauty is accompanied by whom, and the words are separated in a hurry.
Say goodbye for three or five days, goodbye.
Laugh at the aftermath and look forward to the next life. β
Zhongli shook his head and said: "Virtuous nephew, the old man has to say bluntly, your poem is slightly worse, slightly worse! β
Zhong Wan raised her glass, her eyes were slightly red, and she said, "My lover was taken away." can only be a confidant, life and death are parted, very sentimental. Here, a toast to you. β
Wu Yuefeng felt more headache than the ghost witchcraft, and reluctantly drank it with Zhong Wan.
How do you know that Zhong Wan said: "I can drink two more cups, can I go home happy?"
When Wu Yuefeng heard this, he felt a burst of angina, not only tormented, but also ridiculed by Zhongli!
He was affectionate when he saw Zhong Wan, and it was not easy to refuse categorically. After all, poetry is rubbish. Zhong Wan will always like it, because it is made for his wife.
Wu Yuefeng drank three more glasses alone, mentioning his interest, and the so-called Li Baidou wine poems were thousands. Hope it works.
Wu Yuefeng thought about it for a while. I felt the need to stop the momentum. So it has to be more crooked, and it's better to let Zhongli squirt the wine out!
"I am only a shallow learner in the next year, but Sister Zhong Wan is in front. had to be ugly. β
He groaned, and then said:
"A single house surveys a few zhang, and hides merit and fame.
Looking for a husband for thousands of miles, going to the end of the world with a sword.
No windbreaker automatic, dripping blood does not stain the sword.
Sit in the shimmer room, waiting for the beautiful woman to appear. β
Zhongli was completely helpless, but not to the point of squirting wine, he didn't give face at all, shook his head and said, "Alas, it's worse, it's worse." β
Zhong Wan recalled the days when he and Wu Yuefeng went to the border wilderness to cultivate, they set foot in Kunlun, and traveled to the end of the world with Yan Fei. On the day of the establishment of the Wudang faction, Yan Fei surrendered without a fight, but now he is hiding in an unknown mountain, waiting for it.
Zhong Wan's eyes were even wetter, and she was still drinking a glass, but there were crystal tears that couldn't help falling, and Wu Yuefeng was a little distressed.
Wu Yuefeng didn't want Zhong Wan to be sad, he laughed, he slammed his wine glass, and said: "It's also capable of making a beautiful woman cry, let's have a word at the end!"
Wu Yuefeng stood up, his internal strength steadily improved, and his momentum was amazing!
He shouted:
"Love and hate, love and hatred, kill the heroes of the world, kill loyal ministers and famous generals, throw the immortal deeds at will, and it is difficult to give up the beauty to look back.
Kill the immortals, split the ghosts, plot thousands of tricks, break the situation of death, I am the only one in the world, and finally become a god who will give up me!"
Wu Yuefeng's heroic spirit burst out like mountains and seas, and it was out of control! The clothes all over his body were hunting, the sound was like cracked silks, and the dishes were shaken and scattered!
Zhongli stood up, his expression changed greatly, and said, "Virtuous nephew, don't be arrogant!"
Wu Yuefeng saw Zhong Wan looking at his adoring face, the man's self-esteem rose quickly, he strode to the door, opened the door, and shouted outside: "Get out of ten zhang away, don't let me talk nonsense!"
The guards looked at each other a little, and Wu Yuefeng didn't bother to care, so he walked directly to Zhong Wan and sat down, picked up a wine glass that had been overturned on the table, and said with a smile: "I'm scared of Lord Zhong, I'm talking about wine, talking about wine!"
Zhong Li looked as usual for a short time, and when he saw that Zhong Wan's cheeks were like the color of the sunset, he was very good-looking, so he said, "Virtuous nephew, let me be impressed!"
Wu Yuefeng stretched out his hand and hugged his wife directly, Zhong Wan was extremely docile, but he was a little reserved, and he didn't throw himself into his arms.
He looked at Zhong Li's surprised expression and said, "Lord Zhong, I don't know how much affection you have for Ling Ai?"
Zhongli was a little surprised by his daughter's performance, but he didn't have much affection, raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Good nephew, I'm old!"
Wu Yuefeng completely let go of his heart, simply patted his leg, and said, "Evening, come up and sit." β
Zhong Wan was embarrassed at first, but after a while, she nestled comfortably in Wu Yuefeng's arms.
Zhongli's eyes widened and he said, "Later, didn't you tell me that you were disgusted with Yue Feng?"
Zhong Wan felt warm and said with a smile: "Dad, that was before. β
Wu Yuefeng smiled, because Zhong Wan was looking for a place to itch, so he said, "Isn't it a good place for Wan'er to find me?"
Zhongli came back to his senses and asked, "The virtuous nephew wants to marry our daughter?"
Wu Yuefeng looked directly at Zhong Li, knowing that the martial arts of intentional restraint were not enough to deter Zhong Li, and asked rhetorically, "What does Lord Zhong want?"
Zhongli was thinking about the benefits of selling his daughter to befriend Wu Mu, and finally said: "The little girl is talented and quick-witted, and getting married early seems to hinder her career. β
How could Wu Yuefeng not understand, so he said, "What does Lord Zhong have to say?"
Zhongli smiled and said, "You might as well contact first, everyone is an official in the same dynasty, and there are many places to rely on each other." β
Wu Yuefeng couldn't believe this Zhong Li, hugged Zhong Wan, and said, "Okay, I want to go to the boudoir with Sister Zhong Wan to have a chat, and Lord Zhong will not obstruct it." β
Zhongli looked embarrassed and said, "This, this~"
Wu Yuefeng's eyes were grim, and he said, "Presumably Lord Zhong will not be untrustworthy!"
Zhongli weighed the pros and cons and felt that his reputation was not as good as a fart. It was still important to have actual interests, so he said: "Okay, but I haven't visited Wu Mu for a long time, and I will definitely visit you in the next two days, and my nephew will convey it to your father." β
Wu Yuefeng smiled and said, "No problem!" and then went out.
When he went out, he didn't let go of Zhong Wan, and directly stopped his waist and hugged him, Zhong Wan's face was as red as blood, as if he expected what would happen in a while.
Some of the guards outside the door were whispering, but no one dared to point a finger.
Wu Yuefeng lowered his head and said, "Wan'er, which side?"
Zhong Wan is embarrassed. Still reaching out to the left. The movement is slight.
Facing the evening breeze and bright moon, holding his beloved, he strode towards the boudoir, behind him. It's the shakumaru and a large number of guards.
Wu Yuefeng entered a small courtyard under the guidance of Zhong Wan. The setting is chic and beautiful. It can be called a bright flower. He habitually stood at the door of the boudoir and watched, but he didn't know that two Zhongfu guards came over.
Wu Yuefeng was annoyed in his heart, although he was not a pervert. But it is natural to be intimate with his wife, and it is good to talk, I don't know if these two long-sighted people are here to seek death or find awkwardness.
The two guards have large shoulders and round waists, but they are light and athletic.
Standing in front of Wu Yuefeng, there was still some rosacea, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "As a guard, you need to keep Miss Zhong Wan safe." Su Wen Wu Gongzi likes to sign life and death certificates, and disturb good things with protective guards, and he has to offend him because of his duty today. β
The guard stretched out his hand and felt out two life and death certificates, the names had been signed, Wu Yuefeng looked directly at them, and saw that the two of them had evil on their faces, and understood that it was Yu Chigang's trick.
The cowhide just now had only been blown for less than half an hour, and of course he would not flinch at this time, he took the guard's pen and signed the name with a wave.
Zhong Wan jumped down from Wu Yuefeng and looked at the guards with the eyes of a dead man, as if he was looking at where the important belongings of the two people were placed.
Alas, the habit of searching corpses in the previous life is very difficult to break!
Wu Yuefeng walked into the middle of the field, and one of the guards actually wanted to go back, he said directly: "I have recently practiced hidden weapons, and it is not illegal to use hidden weapons in martial arts, right?"
The guard standing in front said, "It's okay, if Wu Gongzi uses it, we will too." β
Wu Yuefeng smiled contemptuously, feeling that time was precious, and saw that the corner of the courtyard at the head of the wall was full of guards standing under the gate tree, so he said: "The two of them go up together, and I am unlucky to die." β
The two guards were secretly happy in their hearts, probably scolding Wu Yuefeng for being an idiot, and the retreating guards immediately stepped forward and pulled out a knife.
Wu Yuefeng held a steel needle in one hand, swung his wrist, threw it violently, and then shouted: "Die!"
He threw all his hands together, and the two guards got the information of Wei Chigang early and knew that Wu Yuefeng was using a needle.
Although they were standing in front of Wu Yue Peak, they also saw a silver light pointed directly at their throats, lifted all their internal strength, raised their swords to block, and dodged with all their might.
The two of them rolled on the spot, their movements were dashing, and then there was no then, because they were not as fast as the needle.
Wu Yuefeng didn't bother to care about the corpse, let alone loot it, so he threw the life and death form into the ground.
Two pieces of paper floated down.
Before he could land, Wu Yuefeng turned around and left.
Walking in front of Zhong Wan, Wu Yuefeng found that her face should be like this, and the feeling of pretending to be forced was three points low, but after thinking about it for a while, she might be full of passion, and her heart was suddenly surging.
Wu Yuefeng's voice did not decrease, and he turned his back and shouted: "Prepare for life and death, and wait outside the door! I will ink with you after talking to Sister Zhong Wan!"
He whispered again, "Red Pill, help guard the door." β
Qi Hongmaru nodded hard, standing at the door with the hilt of the sword in his hand, his red dress like blood, swaying in the wind.
Wu Yuefeng dragged Zhong Wan, who was a little twisted, a little reluctant, and a little reluctant to return the welcome, into the house.
The boudoir is very "boudoir", full of fragrance, pink bed tent, red futon, full of festive energy, but in Wu Yuefeng's eyes, there is some ambiguous taste.
Zhong Wan broke free, ran two steps and sat on the edge of the bed first, saw Wu Yuefeng coming, waved his hand and said, "Stop, are you a pervert?"
Wu Yuefeng knew that Zhong Wan was in a temper, so he had to sit on the chair and whisper, "Madam, this is human, okay?"
Zhong Wan smiled, stood up and took off his official uniform to the side, revealing his upper body, and then took off his lower pants, which contained a pair of half-length pants slightly higher than his knee!
Zhong Wan sat on his knees, saw Wu Yuefeng honestly, and said with a smile: "We have never been married. Husband, try the sincerity of your love, how about it?
Wu Yuefeng felt that the situation was not right, his face was bitter, and he reached out to pour a cup of tea and drank it, he suppressed his anger and said, "Yes!" (to be continued......