Narrative Building

Huang Lingfeng, a modern person, entered the building only to find that what he saw in front of him was not what he expected.

There is no energetic singing and dancing, there is no warbler and swallow swallow to dew that, there is no turtle and green slave to usher in, as far as the eye can see, it is all a handsome son, accompanied by a beautiful woman, or a drink tea, or a piano plucked strings...

Huang Lingfeng blinked and scolded secretly, this is much more high-end than Shang K.

Luan'er led him up to the third floor and stood down outside a delicate private room, looking a little lonely.

"Jing Gongzi, Luan'er's status is low, you can't go in, Gongzi, please, I just hope that if Gongzi hugs a beauty, don't forget Luan'er in the future."

Huang Lingfeng listened to the fact that there seemed to be someone else in the room, and then listened to the sentence of hugging the beauty, and guessed in his heart that there was something in it, and he had to find out the reason.

He had an idea and said with a smile: "I'll just join in the fun, Luan'er doesn't know my skills?" I only have you in my heart, speaking of which, I drank too much yesterday, what are you going to do today? ”

Luan'er was so amused by him that she covered her mouth and chuckled, "Jing Gongzi forgot? Today is the day for the Liu family to choose a lover with poetry and talents. ”

Huang Lingfeng scolded secretly in his heart, Lao Tzu is here to find the exploration event, but he is not for Gou'er, what can Niu'er do in the secret realm? Take it out to be a paper man's wife?

He watched Luan'er leave the back, and for the sake of exploration, he pushed the door straight into the room.

In an instant, the four eyes focused on his face at the same time, but after a short focus, the other two sons in the room moved in unison, and they shrugged their shoulders at the same time and laughed, no longer paying attention to him.

Huang Lingfeng was dumbfounded for a while, this "Jing Gongzi" is so popular?

At this time, in addition to the three men in the private room, there was only a woman who looked like a maid, standing in front of a beaded curtain with a standard and professional smile on her face.

He glanced indistinctly at the curtain, and there was a faint figure inside, a gray vortex swirling in the middle. It seems that the exploratory event is related to this "Liu family"?

Poetry will be talented, choose a good person? It seems that my brother can't keep a low profile today.

Seeing that there was still one in the corner, Huang Lingfeng took a few steps and came to the front, just frowning and not speaking, but he didn't take a seat.

A blue-robed boy beside him pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Jing Shude, I'm just waiting for you, why are you waiting for if you don't sit down?" ”

Huang Lingfeng intended to "show off", and when he saw that the cushion was slightly deviated and not parallel to the edge of the room, he snorted coldly, "If you don't treat yourself as a guest, you will leave below!" ”

The blue-robed boy sneered, "Jing Shude, you ate wrong...?" ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the maid in front of the bead curtain move lightly, Ying Ying bowed, and then put the cushion straight, "Don't be surprised, the slave is clumsy, and the rules are broken, please punish the child." ”

Huang Lingfeng helped him weakly, shook his head and smiled: "I am a guest below, how can I go beyond the bounds, the girl is invited." ”

The blue-robed boy didn't finish his sentence, he held back, and at the same time glanced at his cushion without a trace, and quietly turned the direction.

Huang Lingfeng was disdainful in his heart, the cushion of the main family was crooked, it was not a way of hospitality, I don't know this, I still have a son, smack.

As he thought, he lifted the corners of his clothes and sat down from the corner behind the cushion, his back straight, and he sat upright.

Not long after, the maid coughed lightly and said softly: "The three of them are coming, my young lady already knows, but the narrative building has its own rules, my young lady has a question, and the three of them need to pass two levels in a row to win the hearts of my young lady, three, are you ready?" ”

After receiving the reply, the maid nodded, took out a note from her plump chest, and said with a smile: "Three, this first question is to write a poem based on what you see in front of you." A cup of tea for a limited time, please. ”

The other two came to the spirit in an instant, and became a poem in half a step, and their talent was vertical and horizontal, quite a bit of a level.

Huang Lingfeng sat in the corner, probably figuring out the identities of the other two, the second generation of the two officials.

The blue-robed man is called Chang Feng, and he is quite talented.

The one in the red shirt is called Lu Shao, at least in the way of poetry, he does not lose Chang Feng.

After a cup of tea, the masterpiece, the two of them have also finished publishing, and they are proudly waiting for everyone Liu to speak.

Huang Lingfeng, the brain is flying, and the wet is right? Do you think that I have received nine years of compulsory education as a high-quality talent, but I can't fight two of them?

Well, it seems that he can't really fight with his own skills, what a mediocre, rhyme, he knows a fart as a science student.

Copy!

He was thinking about which poem to copy, Chang Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "Sister Qingling, please ask everyone Liu to come up with a question." ”

Lu Shao glanced at Huang Lingfeng, sneered, and nodded.

Huang Lingfeng frowned slightly, what do you mean? Act like a snob? What about the quality of the children of the family?

"What do you mean?"

Chang Feng was stunned for a moment, and wondered: "What?" You even want to write poems? What virtues have you forgotten? Chang'an's famous wine bag rice bag doesn't say... You? ”

Lu Shao snorted coldly, don't look over, the disdain between his eyebrows and eyes was overflowing.

However, the maid named Qingling listened to the curtain for a while, and said with a smile: "Two, my young lady said that everyone who comes is a guest, and it doesn't hurt to listen to Jing Gongzi's masterpieces." ”

Chang Feng smiled and nodded, not caring.

"Yes, yes, listen. I don't need you to make any good works, but if you can make poems, I will kowtow to you three times, if you can't make them... Why don't you call me Daddy? ”

As soon as the words fell, Chang Feng and Lu Shao glanced at each other and laughed.

Huang Lingfeng sighed, since you are looking for death, no wonder me!

He got up and looked out from the railing, the bustling bustle inside the checkpoint and the tragic situation outside the checkpoint were combined into his eyes, making him sigh unconsciously, and then his heart moved.

"Oh, there are occasional gains, you can listen to them."

Chang Feng pretended to put his hand to his ear exaggeratedly, and Lu Shao still stared at the bead curtain without squinting.

But listen...

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road."

"The glory and withering are very different, and the melancholy is difficult to recount."

Its feelings are genuine, and its meaning is earnest.

In the private room, there was silence for a while, and the maid Qingling was in a trance for a while, looking at Huang Lingfeng with a complicated expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shaoqing, there was a burst of applause behind the bead curtain, which was a treatment that Chang Feng and Lu Shao had never had.

Lu Shao was startled at first, then jumped up suddenly, pointed at Huang Lingfeng's nose, and his eyes widened angrily, "What do you mean?" How dare you satirize His Majesty today and insinuate the government? ”

Chang Feng looked stunned, looked at Huang Lingfeng stupidly, and sneered when he saw Lu Shao jump high.

"There are always some people who have done bad things, but they are afraid that people will say that they will make all the grass and trees soldiers. How? Ineffable? Don't forget, the prince is crazy today..."

Lu Shao shouted angrily, "Shut up! ”

Chang Feng was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was talking too much, so he quickly shut up.

While "collecting intelligence", Huang Lingfeng walked up to Chang Feng and looked at him condescendingly.

Chang Feng's face was bloodless in an instant, and he looked at Huang Lingfeng viciously, "Jing Shude!" Be a man and leave a line, don't deceive people too much! ”

Huang Lingfeng sneered and blinked, "I often hear that the eldest husband's words are difficult to chase, if your Excellency can break your promise in this little matter, how can you make everyone Liu believe that you will be good to her?" ”

Chang Feng was furious, and wanted to get up and draw his sword, but he was suddenly startled, glanced at the curtain of his eyes imperceptibly, clenched his fists again, and gritted his teeth.

After a long time, he saw that no one came out to relieve the siege, and finally snorted angrily, and leaned over with trembling all his body, as if he had used all his strength to knock his head three times.

Huang Lingfeng accepted it calmly, but his heart was full of question marks, is the prince still there? The Xuanwumen Revolution hasn't started yet?

But the change of Xuanwumen itself was a contest between the crown prince Li Jiancheng and the king of Qin, Li Shimin. Chang Feng said that the prince is crazy? So what reason does Li Shimin have to launch the Xuanwumen Change?

The key is, the challenge task still needs to "protect Li Shimin from death"? Li Jiancheng, who is already a vegetable, is crazy, and he can still pose a threat to General Tiance and Li Shimin, the king of Qin?

Is it the other way around?

Huang Lingfeng ignored the gazes of others, looked at the gray vortex behind the bead curtain, and sighed secretly, he had to hurry up and finish this incident, if the real "Jing Gongzi" arrived, it would not end well.

Qing Ling turned to the back compartment, took out the unsheathed sword with a turquoise body, placed it on the desk, and said softly: "Three, the name of this sword is Bihong." This second question is to observe the sword and write a poem. Again, the time limit is a cup of tea. Please. ”

The other two subconsciously glanced at Huang Lingfeng, and then closed their eyes and pondered.

Huang Lingfeng lifted his delusional eyes, stared at the Bihong Sword for a long time, and pursed his lips.

Not a "divine legacy", tattered.

seems to be stimulated by Huang Lingfeng's performance in the last round, and the level of Chang Feng and Lu Shao this time is a lot higher than before.

Chang Feng's song abandoning the sword, quoting scriptures, and neatly fighting is a rare and excellent work.

Lu Shao borrowed the sword to praise the Liu family, which made him proud.

At the end, the two of them looked at Huang Lingfeng together, full of vigilance.

It can be seen that the two seem to be at odds with each other in officialdom, but at this time they are surprisingly "unanimous with the outside world".

Huang Lingfeng sneered, lowered his throat, and got up with a smile, causing Chang Feng to subconsciously shrink his neck, and Lu Shao was like a great enemy.

But listen...

"Maniac Manhuying, Bihong Frost and Snow."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor."

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles."

"Brush off your clothes and go away, hide deeply, merit and fame."

Huang Lingfeng turned around sharply and held his head high, "Two, how is it?" ”

Lu Shao bit his lip tightly, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and stared at Huang Lingfeng, as if the person in front of him was the swordsman with a silver saddle and a white horse, leaving in a dashing manner.

Chang Feng jumped up, and just wanted to say something, but as if he had been stuck in his throat by a fish bone, he sat down again.

In the private room, you can hear the needle dropping.

It was only behind the bead curtain that there was another burst of soft applause.

Chang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, there was still a trace of happiness in the loss, and I don't know if I was fortunate that I didn't bet and kowtow again.

Lu Shao's complexion changed several times, but he finally sighed secretly and shook his head.

Qing Ling wiped the corners of his eyes without a trace, turned around and went to the back compartment, and not long after, Bihong, who was holding the sword into the sheath, knelt in front of Huang Lingfeng and offered it with both hands.

Chang Feng snorted, got up and left, Lu Shao's eyes narrowed into slits, stared at Huang Lingfeng for a long time, and walked out of the house.

Huang Lingfeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he was a science student, and it was not easy to be a copyist, and his brain almost burned.

The maid Qingling walked to the door, and when she passed by Huang Lingfeng, she smiled coquettishly, stretched out her little hand and pushed him from behind, "Childe, the little maid will retire first, everyone Liu, your heart already belongs, take the initiative." ”

Huang Lingfeng's heart moved, nodded with a smile, and saw that there was no one around, and the figure behind the bead curtain was graceful, and said with a smile: "Please show up." ”

The bead curtain was lightly picked, and the woman who walked out with the refreshing fragrance made Huang Lingfeng can't help but raise his eyebrows.

The eyebrows are like willow leaves in early spring, the face is like peach blossoms in March, the slender waist is curvy, the sandalwood mouth is light, the indescribable style of one step, the endless temptation of the sea, and the country and the city are really captivated.

What's even more exciting is that her blue eyes are as blue as water, and she is actually a beauty with exotic blood.

The woman lightly supported Yun Sideburns, and Ying Ying saluted, "The little woman Liu Ruxue has seen the son." Unexpectedly, General Yunlu's son also has such a sympathetic and chivalrous side. ”

Huang Lingfeng was shocked in his heart, General Yunlu? Jing Junhong?

Wait, this person seems to be one of the three generals guarding the Xuanwu Gate? Jing Shude is his son?

Huang Lingfeng squinted slightly, this so-called "choosing a good person" doesn't seem to be simple.

At the same time, the Romance Building, outside the gate on the first floor

Qing Ling had just sent Lu Shao and Chang Feng away, looking worried, and suddenly saw a figure rushing over, and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, "Jing Gongzi? ”