The moon is close to the green forest, and the sassy leaf song rolls up a few traces of fragrance.

Ying was sitting opposite Luoyang, looking at the young man in front of him through the faint bonfire.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, with a good face, wearing a brocade robe, leaning against the crooked old tree, his eyebrows exuding chic and freehand, humming an unfamiliar tune, not like the Six Kingdoms style, but very novel and pleasant.

Luoyang probe took the grilled fish with a similar temperature, looked at Yingzheng, and said softly: "If you are the king, it is valuable for the people?"

Ying Zheng was full of poetry and books, and he knew a little about the three religions and nine streams, and replied loudly: "For the peace of the world, for the prosperity of the people in the world, first the noble and then the people, and cut the noble for the people!"

Luoyang pretended to sit upright, tilted his head, and said, "Eat fish!"

Ying Zheng is not verbose, picks up the grilled fish, sniffs the fragrance, opens his mouth to bite it, Sven and elegant, compared to Luoyang's appearance is quite unsightly!

The black magpie flew south, the night wind was floating, Luoyang devoured the grilled fish, and asked again: "If you are the king, can the excessively cruel and harsh laws of the Qin State be changed?

Ying Zheng's brows tightened, put down the grilled fish and said for a moment: "The way of heaven, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, if change can rejuvenate the country and enrich the people, it can change, but it will not change!"

Luoyang smiled, lying flat by the fire, looking at the starry sky.

"After the war of the Six Nations, can the people of the Six Kingdoms be lovely? Can they be honest and simple? Can they open up a prosperous world for future generations?"

Ying Zheng put the grilled fish away, sat upright, and said loudly: "This is what I want, please help me!"

Luoyang nodded, got up and walked in the direction of Xianyang City, "Tell your people to clean up the room and go back to sleep!"

Ying Zheng raised his palm, and with a sharp roar, the eagle fell in the air, grabbing Ying Zheng's portable jade ornament and breaking through the air.

The spring breeze is proud, Luoyang is in front, win is behind, and to the city gate, Luoyang stops and follows behind Win Zheng, three steps apart, before and after entering the city, this night Xianyang is brightly lit, all the people spontaneously leave a touch of light for the lord of the moon chasing the virtuous ministers.

Who doesn't expect the country to be stronger, and who wants their children to travel far away and not be able to return?

The Eastern Emperor drove, and the young girl in the cyan Luo skirt walked to the front of the bedroom with a basin of water, knocked lightly with her bare hands, opened her cherry lips lightly, and called softly: "Master, master, it's time to get up!"

Luoyang, who was cultivating, opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and opened his mouth to exhale a breath of white air.

The door opened lightly, Luoyang's warm and sunny smile met the girl's eyes, and the handsome and gentle appearance caused the girl to be stunned, blushing, and forgetting her words.

Luoyang took the opportunity to take the basin, and when the girl had finished washing, she was wearing a satin dress and combing her black hair, and her eyes were as deep as the starry sky, so that people couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Master!"

A group of girls knelt on the ground in panic, and they didn't greet well, but they would be punished with a rod according to the rules of the government!

Luoyang came back to his senses, picked up the girl, and said softly: "It's okay, get up, don't take it to heart, I'm not used to being served, and the water is cooler next time!"

The girl suddenly got up with Luoyang's support, quite frightened.

Luo Yang smiled embarrassedly and changed the subject: "What's your name?

The girl in the skirt bowed down and saluted: "Servant Qingluo, usually the master should practice swords in the garden." ”

Luoyang got up, rubbed Qingluo's little head, raised her head, brushed her unwarranted whiskers, hummed a joke, and deliberately had red eyes.

"Ahh......hh Lead the way!"

Qingluo smiled, the flowers in front of the window were discolored, turned around and stretched out his hand, and the lotus step moved lightly, graceful and graceful.

Luoyang followed behind, walked all the corridors, turned all over the pavilion, the flowers were splendid, and the colorful place of falling flowers came into view.

The son plays the sword, and the jade girl strokes the qin.

The silver bottle is poured out, and it is easy to touch the qin, such as flowing water and birdsong, reflecting the sea of flowers and blue lakes, and there is no weather.

Luoyang took a deep breath of fragrance, flew down on the pavilion, bent his arms and supported his head, and lay flat on the pavilion, as if sleeping as an Arhat, looking at Yingzheng's swordsmanship.

"On such a good day, why don't you write a poem and pass it on to future generations?"

The jade man in the pavilion opened the cherry lips, and the voice of the swallow warbler was around.

Luoyang chuckled and thought, tapped the tiles, and called out in a loud voice with the tone of the black-clothed Luoyang: "The evil is cold, try to pick up the lamp and take a closer look." And hang up the empty fast as a piano companion, you don't need to take it to Chop Loulan!"

Ying Zhengwen Shi's sword momentum slowed down, his palms trembled, the Suqin in the attic turned softly, and the sound of Jin Ge sounded, killing all over the place, thousands of twists and turns, ups and downs, Yisheng sword moved, murderous aura filled the sky, and sword aura was like frost.

The sword stopped, and the wind swept the flowers everywhere.

Ying Zheng put away his sword, looked up at Luoyang, and almost wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

The girl in the palace skirt walked into the pavilion quickly, her face was not good, and she said loudly: "The monarch and the ministers, as a courtier, let the monarch look up, and if you commit the following crimes, damn it!"

Luoyang opened his eyes, looked at the woman, closed his eyes again, and said in a deep voice: "The appearance of the country and the people, the color of the country and the city, the posture of sinking fish and geese, playing the piano well, but unfortunately after all, the knowledge is short-sighted, like bamboo shoots in the mountains, like grass on the wall." ”

Ying Zheng's sword eyebrows were tightly knotted, and he hugged his fists and said: "Sir, this is a sister!"

Luoyang floated down, stretched out his sword, one move and one poem, one kill in one style, "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go away, and hide yourself and your name deeply!"

The sword shadow is dignified and unrestrained, and Yayoi has countless chivalrous spirits, so that Ying Zheng is stunned, thinking deeply into his heart with one move and one style.

Ying Zhimo's beautiful eyes flashed with bright light, looked at the young man in white, and praised loudly: "The Mo master is like a jade, the son is unparalleled in the sword, and he is really a national warrior!"

Luoyang smiled and said calmly: "The world is out of my generation, and as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, the princess praises it." ”

The brothers and sisters of Yingzheng were stunned, they read poetry and classics, knew a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and thought that they couldn't do Luoyang such a step by step poem, and they couldn't learn to export chapters, and every sentence was golden.

"Can you eat? I'm so hungry!"

Ying Zhimo hid her face and chuckled, her eyes were seductive, and she laughed: "People still think that Huanghuang Immortal does not eat fireworks in the world!"

Luoyang waved his hand, patted his belly, smiled without saying a word, and felt that the face under the face of the Yama ghost was hot, these poems were not his, they were all told to him by Luoyang in black.

Although it is a last resort, it is not satisfactory and unsatisfactory after all.

Ying Zheng smiled dumbly, temporarily suppressed his thoughts, and called out: "Open dinner!"

On the jade plate and delicacies on the table, the three of them sat down, and Luoyang Tan grabbed the chopsticks, held the rice bowl, and devoured it.

The corners of Ying Zhimo's mouth were raised, and her beautiful eyes looked at Luoyang, and the strange boy only seemed real at this time, and his body was full of fireworks and did not look like a fairy Buddha.

Ying Zheng is the prince, eats with a board and a glance, chews slowly, and is a gentle gentleman;

After a while, the rice bucket was exhausted, full of messes, Luoyang put down the dishes and chopsticks, scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly, he had robbed the food of his brothers and sisters, his face was ruddy, and he spit on the old man in his heart.

After the five flavors of the dish, the three of them sat in the pavilion and chatted for a long time, Ying Zheng felt bored, so he asked someone to set up a chess game, and after turning the humble way, he played with Ying Zhimo in black and white.

Jin Wu Nan Tour, Win is abandoning the son to get up, wave his hand to signal the subordinate to put away the chessboard, three battles and three defeats, such a talent, proficient in piano and chess, good at dancing and calligraphy and painting, who said that women are not as good as men?

Ying Zhimo did not disturb the thoughtful brother, committed to saluting, and walked out of the pavilion with lotus steps, the wind was harmonious, and the weeping willows danced, comfortable and comfortable.

Taking a step forward, Ying Zhimo suddenly turned her head to look, and the young man in satin clothes on the top of the pavilion covered his face with a book, and was sleeping in front of Hexuan.

Ying Zhimo's eyebrows tightened slightly, and she was a little dissatisfied in her heart, so she asked softly, "What does Mr. Big think of the little girl's chess skills?"

In her opinion, Luoyang has great talents, but it is too profligate, lawless, does not serve etiquette, shades the light with books, closes his eyes and pretends to sleep, which is really ridiculous!

Luoyang Tan took away the biography of the history book, glanced at Ying Zhimo, and fell in front of her from the air, standing with his hands in his hands, holding the history book upside down, staring at the domineering jade man, and said calmly: "The princess is a great talent, and she is ashamed of herself!"

Saying that he is taking a step forward, with a gentle smile and affectionate style.

Ying Zhimo, who was raised in the deep palace, had never seen such a profligate method, her eyes were panicked, her pretty face was slightly red, and she dropped the sentence "I will play with Mr. in the future!" and ran towards the attic as if fleeing.

Luoyang turned around and chuckled, sat down in Ying Zheng's thoughtful gaze, tapped his fingers on the table, and pointed: "Most things in the world are like this, Ning Si advances and does not think about retreating, after tasting the sweetness of the sea and the sky, there are a few people who can still have the courage to overcome obstacles, born in sorrow and die in peace!"

Win Zheng pondered repeatedly and then suddenly, Luoyang reflected not only the chess game just now, but also the way of the future body, people live a breath, his temperament is indeed a little indecisive, and he does not like to fight.

"Mr. Xie instructs, please enter the palace with me, please!"

Ying Zheng looked at the sky, bowed and saluted, stretched out his hand, and Luoyang returned the salute, "Brother Qin, please!"

Ying Zhengli was dressed and walked steadily, Luoyang kept a three-step distance from his side, not far or close.

Walking to the front of the pavilion, the windows of the building are lightly opened, the palace skirts are dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the whitewashed Tianxian jade people overlook the sea of flowers, show their faces and smile, turn around and go downstairs to the two of them in Luoyang, their demeanor is dignified, and they are very captivating.

The Qin family has a woman who has just grown up, and the city has overthrown the princes of the national drama.

Ignoring the thoughtful Luoyang, Ying Zhimo raised his goose neck, the corners of his mouth raised, secretly looked at the reflection in the water a few times, and walked towards the side door step by step, Ying Zheng led Luoyang out of the main gate, bypassing the alley, two horse-drawn carriages decorated with dragon patterns and jade seals walked back and forth, towards the palace.

Halfway to the road, there are Chu people sitting on the ground, striking and singing, the song says: "The lamb kneels and suckles, the crow feeds, the phoenix, the phoenix, the family and the country are not filial, why is it for the beauty of the palace, for the wife and concubine, for the Dingdang jade, and it has been." Today's politicians are dead!"

Hearing the sound, Ying Zheng's sword eyebrows were upside down, he was angry and rushed to the crown, and he was just about to open his mouth to order the parking to be stopped by Luoyang, turning around to look, Luoyang once again covered the history book on his face, humming a small tune in his mouth, ignoring everything outside the car, and dealing with it calmly, as if the Chu people were singing and mocking others.