Mu Tianming read it carefully a few times and found that this little poem is a little interesting, the first word at the beginning of each sentence is connected to "Yushu Linfeng", which is a Tibetan poem.

Recalling the appearance of the young lady stroking the piano under the gazebo, although she couldn't see the lineup, her jade hands were as white as jade, her figure was also elegant, and the sound of the piano was even more beautiful.

"There are beautiful women in the north."

Mu Tianming sighed.

Back in their Sanjin courtyard, Qiu Fu and Rou'er had already prepared the dishes.

Because there were many delicious ingredients in his personal space, he left half a bluefin tuna before going out, and the two concubines were busy in the kitchen, and according to Mu Tianming's teaching, they made three meals of this half fish.

Pan-fried in oil, tuna belly sashimi, tuna soup.

This kind of fish grows in the deep sea, and it is hundreds of yuan a pound larger in the real world, in this ancient world, there are no conditions for catching, and deep-sea fish are something they have never seen.

The three of them sat around the dining table.

Mu Tianming drank a glass of high-count liquor, ate fish, and chatted with the two of them. Qiu Fu is a talkative, at first she strictly followed the dogma of "food does not speak, sleep and does not speak", and later saw that this husband is not a person who follows the rules, and gradually let go. Even when eating, I talk about interesting things I see in books.

Shangguan Rou, who just entered the door a few days ago, is very shy, holding the rice bowl and taking small bites, if he is called, he will raise his head to answer and his cheeks will be slightly red.

After dinner, the two went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

Mu Tianming went to Shangguan Rou's side.

This timid little woman was only eighteen years old, but she suffered the tragic experience of "family ruin", not only saw her hometown Yunzhou City being trampled by barbarian iron horses, but also saw the scene of her family being raided and her relatives being killed. The little immature heart must be extremely weak, and Mu Tianming had no choice but to comfort him.

Afterwards, she wore a pink belly pocket, lay in the tent and cried silently, I don't know if it was "crying with joy" or remembering the tragedy at home.

In this case, Mu Tianming couldn't do much, so he could only lean on the head of the bed, silently light a cigarette and smoke, focusing on a companionship.

Over the years of the Great Li Dynasty and the barbarian conquest, not only Yunzhou, but also everywhere have been broken.

As early as the beginning of the war, the Dali Dynasty could not withstand the offensive of the barbarian iron cavalry, and after the three cities were broken, the dynasty began to negotiate together, cede land and pay compensation, cede the three cities to the barbarians, and stipulate that the barbarian khans should be vassalized, and five million taels of silver would be paid annually for five million taels of silver.

But after a few years, in exchange for a few years of peace, the barbarians were not satisfied, and asked for an increase in the amount of annual coins, 20 million taels of silver per year. Otherwise, they will send troops against the north.

After arguing, the court of the Dali Dynasty rejected the unreasonable demands of the barbarians and declared war.

So the war between the two sides resumed, and the barbarians were tall and good at fighting, their horses were excellent, and their iron horses came and went like the wind. The border guards of the dynasty were powerless to resist, and sixteen cities were broken by the barbarians.

With the addition of the previous three cities, a total of nineteen great cities were lost. Half of the entire north was conquered by barbarians.

Fortunately, at the time of crisis, the Jianghu sects in the territory of the Dali Dynasty united, and the Jianghu masters led by the master of the Yunliu Sect formed a "special operations force" to help the dynasty army fight against the barbarians. This caused chaos in the rear of the barbarians, the offensive in front stopped, and the situation between the two sides was balanced.

The current situation is that the two sides have 500,000 soldiers on the side of Qingshan Border City and have entered a standoff.

So during the war years, tragedies like Shangguan Rou's family destruction and death were everywhere.

Mu Tianming has been here for nearly a month, he has seen too much and heard too much, he is weak, and he can't manage too much by himself, so he can only do his best, like this kind of weak and weak poor little woman can comfort one by one.

Nothing was said all night.

Day 2.

Mu Tianming went to the study early to read.

Qiu Fu had already gotten up early and was boiling eight-treasure porridge in the kitchen.

Shangguan Rou was tired and sleepy, but still didn't get up.

Qiu Fu brought the boiled eight-treasure porridge and the cut braised beef into the study, and Mu Tianming saw someone coming in, so he put away the "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

"My husband worked hard last night, eat more beef to make up for it, and I also boiled hoof tendon bean curd soup, and waited for my husband to eat when he was tired from reading in the morning." Qiufu said.

Mu Tianming felt that Qiu Fu was a little yin and yang weird when she said "hard work last night", but looking at her with a serious face, she didn't look like a yin and yang weird, and she couldn't get any handle for a while.

When she came to clean up after breakfast, she pulled her to do a serious job on the study table, got the points, and added them to [Jingyuan].

Subsequently, continue to recite the poem.

As the old saying goes, "There is a golden house in the book", this is not false at all for Mu Tianming's situation at this time.

In this world, when you go to the Temple of Wensheng to worship, burning poems can cause miracles and obtain Tao fruits. Such a setting, for Mu Tianming, can be described as "the fruit of the book itself".

Therefore, whether it is Tang poems, Song lyrics or Yuan songs, he will recite and read them when he has time. The personal space is filled with hundreds of thousands of books, as well as "The Peony Pavilion", "The Story of the Purple Hairpin", "The Story of Nanke", "The Story of HD", "The Peach Blossom Fan", "The Palace of Eternal Life", "The Golden Vase Plum" and other works he will also read, maybe he will use it one day.

In the afternoon of the same day.

Miss Zhang's personal maid from Zhang Xiucai's house in the south of the city came to knock on the door again, and Mu Tianming went to open the door.

The little maid gave a handkerchief embroidered with landscapes.

"This is embroidered by the young lady and given to you. As a gift of tomorrow's flowers. The maid said.

Flower Asahi is a traditional festival of the Great Departure Dynasty, February 27 every year, according to legend, it is the birthday of the hundred flowers. On this day, grand worship celebrations were held in various parts of the dynasty.

Mu Tianming smelled the faint fragrance on the handkerchief and asked, "Is this fragrance your young lady's body fragrance?" ”

The little girl glanced at her: "It's just the smell of rouge powder, what kind of body fragrance." ”

Mu Tianming took out a box of Ferrero chocolates and handed it over, as a return gift.

The little girl just put it away as an ordinary candy.

Mu Tianming went back to the study and wrote a poem and put it in an envelope for the little maid to take back.

The little maid goes back with poetry and chocolate.

Zhang Wan'er, a young lady of the Zhang family, sat by the window, opened the chocolate, saw that it was a black round candy, took one and put it in her mouth, slightly bitter and sweet, the aroma of cocoa spread in her mouth, and the taste she had never tasted made her eyes widen slightly.

Then she opened the envelope again, saw the little poem on the letterhead, and whispered:

There are beautiful women in the north

Peerless and independent

A look at the city

Then look at the country

After reading it a few times, my cheeks were slightly red.

The little maid didn't know how to write and ink, so she asked the young lady what she meant.

Zhang Wan'er didn't answer, but stared blankly at the garden outside the window, where Mu Tianming stood yesterday, with a smile on her face.

"These two poems have simply entered the hearts of the people."

Zhang Wan'er said softly.

The little maid said: "Then the master promised to propose, and you will marry as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Wan'er sighed: "You don't know, my father already has the intention of moving his family to the south. There is an army of 200,000 barbarians outside the city on the edge of Qingshan, which is really dangerous. ”