Although Xia Yan's side has completed the hunt, the winter hunt is not over yet, and although he, the future emperor, is not in power, he still has to stand up.

Seeing the sun move, the forest shadow moved from the west.

The gray mist of Yunlu Mountain is like a big well, the surrounding area is gray, and the upper part is red.

Suddenly, Meng Yuanqing smiled slyly at him, and then said: "Niangniang told me that His Royal Highness is brilliant, and after that, His Royal Highness will chant a poem in this winter." ”

"Don't groan."

Xia Yan categorically vetoed it.

Meng Yuanqing's eyes narrowed, and he said softly: "This is Niangniang's message, I don't believe you go back to the palace to ask Niangniang." Niangniang means to let you establish a good image in front of everyone. ”

"Mother's message?"

"Well, do you want to groan?"

"Since the mother said... What's the matter? ”

"Goose goose goose..."Meng Yuanqing was very satisfied, and she also thought it was very funny, and even laughed out loud, speaking with this unrestrained fake identity, which made her feel like "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger" at all times.

It seems that this little garbage watch actually has a lot of respect for himself.

Xia Yan felt that it was normal.

He is now helpless in this dangerous world, and can only follow the "tiger ass" of the mother.

Hexagram, ninety-two has a saying: Track the road is frank, and the ghost is Zhenji.

It means that if you follow the tiger's ass and walk cautiously, you will inevitably have a bright future, hide like a hermit, and if you persist, you will be lucky.

And that's what he's doing.

Seeing that the winter hunt is still some time away.

Meng Yuanqing asked again: "What kind of person do you think the queen mother is?" ”

Xia Yan said: "Don't talk about the mother of the country. ”

Meng Yuanqing said: "According to the generation, Niangniang is my aunt, I just want to know His Highness's opinion of my aunt." ”

Xia Yan couldn't praise Lao Bangzi with a clear conscience, so he could only be silent.

Meng Yuanqing said again: "Actually, Niangniang intends to conclude a marriage with the Dream Family, what does Your Highness think?" ”

Xia Yan glanced at Miss Meng's face.

This face is very beautiful, so beautiful that it is like a dream, but it is similar to "Little Fish", which makes him shudder.

However, he also knew that since he wanted to be the emperor, this concubine would definitely be indispensable.

Judging from Lao Bangzi's attitude, he must be marrying the dreamer.

So, he asked, "Do you have any other marriageable women in your dreamer?" ”

Meng Yuanqing smiled elegantly.

Xia Yan hurriedly added: "Except for you." ”

Meng Yuanqing's smile stopped abruptly: ???

The queen was a little confused in her heart, she really didn't understand why this little waste's sweetheart was obviously this woman, but now she was facing the upgraded version of this woman, but she kept hiding and fleeing.

The situation is a little awkward.

Xia Yan tilted his head slightly, trying to find another girl in the dream house.

Meng Yuanqing's face was a little dark.

Xia Yan's eyes lit up, and he found it, his eyes fell on a girl in armor holding a spear in the dreamer's house, the girl had a beautiful face, and in the cold sunset in the deep winter, she looked a little cold and a little lonely.

Xia Yan asked, "Miss, I don't know..."

"Humph!" Meng Yuanqing rolled his eyes, and a cold snort interrupted his continued questioning.

The girl... is one of the future pillars she has cultivated, how can it be ruined by small waste?

In this palace, you only need to raise some women from families who have big butts, are easy to raise, and can achieve the role of marriage, and you don't need to be talented and capable.

...

...

A moment later.

It's dark.

The long lamp is several miles, like the stars on the ground, shining on this ancient mountain and ancient plain.

At the end of the winter hunt, everyone has joy and returns with a full load.

On the high platform, Xia Yan took the pen and reluctantly made another copy.

The dragon flew and the phoenix danced, swaying a lot, and immediately put down the pen and stopped the ink, and did not read, and went off the stage.

But the scribe was holding on to the rice paper in a daze, looking at the words and words on the paper, and his beard trembled a little.

He hadn't read it for a long time, and many people ran up.

Take a look.

Someone suddenly read aloud.

"Watching the winter hunt has a feeling.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to see the arrows, dream back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier.

The horses soared fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

Why does it happen? ”

Look at the word again, but it is a silver hook iron painting, like a knife carving, in this world, it is really never before.

The scribe who was holding the paper trembled and said, "The words are good, and the words are good!" Strong and powerful, the words are like knives, into the wood for three points, as if the battlefield is in front of him, the old man also wore a armor, divided the flesh and sang wildly, riding a horse and soaring clouds..."

Another powerful brocade-clothed magnate squeezed over to take a look, but his body was shaking, and he muttered: "It's the king's affairs in the world, and he has won the name before and after his death." Why does it happen?

Good! Good! Good! Just reading this, I felt a sense of ambition in my heart, like a raging fire.

Why does it happen? Why does it happen? Yes, my generation should forge ahead and be brave, why care about the passing of time, hahaha! ”

No one is stupid.

What kind of goods the Third Highness is, everyone who understands it.

The arrow that killed the two-headed rhino before, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something strange?

But now this poem is not fake.

Because of this word... That's just the right word.

Why is His Highness's words so powerful?

The widow of the Hou family of Naboyang also squeezed over, but she couldn't understand what Xia Yan wrote... It's just that when I saw everyone praising with red faces, I was a little puzzled.

Huo Junxiong didn't understand it either, so he only said: "It's better than my father's writing." ”

Miss Meng knew that His Royal Highness's calligraphy was average, soft and soft, just like his own youth, he couldn't stand up or straighten his back, so he let a scribe read poetry from a high place.

Originally, she thought that this reading of poetry would also be a good time, but at this time, the situation was obviously a little out of control.

Curiosity arose in her heart, so she asked the scribe to come over, and she took the rice paper and looked at it, and her eyes were immediately sucked.

The word... Good...

This word, better.

It's not that this word has been written and reached the pinnacle, but this word has opened up a path that has never been seen before or since, and it can be regarded as a self-created one...

She had never seen such words wielding a knife like this, strong and powerful, like a dragon leaping.

It is as free and easy as tendons, and as angular as bones, it is really majestic.

In fact, this word is very common in Lanxing, it is the word of Liu Yan and the two families, known as "Yan Muscle and Willow Bone".

The queen's eyes drooped slightly, and she suddenly remembered that when she "first met", she asked the little waste, "Does Your Highness also like calligraphy", but the little waste replied "I don't like it".

Daring!

How dare you deceive this palace!

When she turned her head, she saw that the young man was stepping on the sunset, and he was already far away.

He stepped on the stone path up the mountain, leaving the crowd alone, looking at the back a little inexplicably lonely.

"It is worthy of Emperor Wen."

Lao Bangzi has already hand-picked this nickname in his heart.

However, Meng Yuanqing's name is "bookworm" and he is famous all over the world, which is not a fraud.

Lao Bangzi really likes poetry and calligraphy.

Because poetry understands the artistic conception and calligraphy through the characters, these can not only cultivate temperament, but also promote strength.

You must know that after the Heavenly Rank, there is the Great Grandmaster.

The great master has four small realms.

Look at the end of the world, travel thousands of miles, the world, see Kunlun.

Why?

Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world... This is the heart of the grandmaster.

Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles... This is practiced by the Grandmaster.

Therefore, if you understand the world and understand all kinds of prosperity, you can finally see Kunlun... Ascend to the sky.