Although Wan Qian Yanyun has long been famous, this foreign woman has the meaning of coming from behind. Besides, in this place of green buildings, it is her home field, if you don't say that the stars hold the moon, you have to be proud. All kinds of eyes looked at the red rose woman, her innate arrogance and her unyielding character. It not only attracts those senior prostitutes, but also impresses Wan Qiyun.

She walked up to Wan Qi Yanyun and deliberately shook the soft gauze Bisi, smiled slightly, moistened her throat and said: "The flowing water is long, and the smoke is rising." The oil flower dreams yellow, and the rice spits out the new. The sun is wide and the sun is wide, and the pear blossoms are green. The frightened geese returned, and they were suppressed. ”

At this time, the crowd was about to stir, and Wan Qi jumped out to stop the commotion of such a ritualous worshipper.

He walked to the front and said, "Don't get excited, this is nothing, nothing." There's nothing new at all, it's just a repeater. ”

The most prestigious scholar Liu in the city has something to say: "Poetry is a pleasing thing to the eye, the most is to see the new in the Chen, the danger in the peace, and the peculiar in the new." It's nothing, but it's a miracle to be able to write about this early spring scene so vividly and with infinite meaning. The old man has never seen such a clean and neat work in his more than 40 years of teaching, which is really wonderful, and it is no wonder that it is called the Northern Cold Flower. ”

Mr. Liu not only commented, but also recited her poems, shook his head and said: "I vomit the new past." ...... Pear blossoms. The weather in winter and spring is still a little expected, but the frightened geese returned, and the pressure was even more wonderful, and the surprise of the geese was written across time. There is also a brief tranquility in the scorching heat, wonderful, wonderful. ”

The old gentleman's evaluation made the woman flattered, and she humbly said again and again: "The little woman's talent is shallow, not as shallow as the old gentleman Wenjiang learns the sea, and sharpens ink and iron inkstone." Your ridiculous praise really makes the slave family unbearable. ”

"Yes, yes, it's a false praise, it's always nonsense, and a three-year-old boy can write it. You dare to take it out and show shame, I really don't know how thick your skin is. Wan Qiyanyun saw them arguing, such a bland poem, which was touted and praised by these well-written and unscrupulous people, was actually copied into a sky-high poem. He said with an imbalance in his heart: "I have never seen such a vulgar and ugly woman." ”

Before he finished speaking, the princes and grandsons took out silver darts and came to the scene to shoot, only to see one shout: "I will give 5,000 taels for this poem." ”

In the end, no one was higher than this man with a delicious mole in his mouth, and no one dared to bid above him, and everyone in this circle knew that he had a great background. Any one dressed is a delicate thing, and walking is also as domineering as a crab.

When Wan Qi Yanyun saw that he was holding a silver dart and wanted to exchange the poem from this woman, he stopped him in front of him. The man with the delicious mole frowned, there was a kind of intimidation, and he only saw a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the frightened Wan Qi Yanyun sat motionless on the ground.

Just when this longwei man wanted to exchange the silver dart for a poem, the white-clothed showman said: "No, no, no, everyone only looks at one side of it, not the other side." ”

Just when the white-clothed Xiushi had just touched this delicious mole man, two people from the Baolong clan walked beside him. One of them is Long Shao Bao Longjun, who was held down by Wan Qi Yanyun when he was holding the Golden Silk Dragon Yin Knife in his hand, and the other was Yu Qingye of the Baolong Clan, who was also pressed back by Wan Qi Yanyun's left hand when he was holding the silver snake sword and was about to unsheath it. The delicious mole man waved his hand when he saw that they were not malicious, and the two of them retreated in good spirits.

"That's right for this brother. Wan Qi Yanyun invited the white-clothed Xiushi to retreat, and added oil and sourness: "The scenery described in her poem is so tranquil, if a lover accompanies me in this scene, then I really haven't lived in vain." ”

When the woman heard what he meant, she seemed to mean something else, so she said, "Why don't you accept it, you can't see that others are better than you." ”

Wan Qi Yanyun was still in his imagination, and the white-clothed Xiushi interrupted his fantasy by pushing him away and sitting on top of him, and the rich merchant reconciled the unpleasantness just now, and came up with a little new idea and said: "The two are the wizards of the south and the genius girls of the north. I think Miss Mu likes to play the piano, what about a talented person?

Magnolia flowers were originally sold out, and if they don't sell themselves, they are naturally entertainers. Her purpose was also very simple, that is, to make everyone happy, and then let those people pay for her, and she was needless to say that she was willing to agree to the rich merchant's proposal. Wan Qian lost a lot in terms of poetry, and he wanted to express it from that painting. If you have your own owner speaking in person, it's hard to shirk it, but you just promise it timidly.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Don't shirk the two of you." ”

The man with the delicious mole cheered for the wooden oiran and said, "If the girl's poem is well written, then the piano must be played beautifully." I, oh, just wanted to hear it. ”

The white-clothed Xiushi also encouraged Wan Qi Yanyun and said: "I am optimistic about you, not every woman can enter my eyes, in fact, men are not bad." ”

When Wan Qi Yanyun heard this, he took three steps back, stepped on the foot of the rich merchant, and was pushed into the middle by him to confront the Oiran woman, and said, "Okay, let you see my paintings, there are poems in the paintings, and there are paintings in the poems." There are still paintings in the paintings, the scenery is close and the feelings are close, and the poems are far away. ”

He stubbornly said, "Bring the pen." ”

Li Zuizi shouted: "Put pen and ink paper inkstone." ”

Huang Mazi had already moved all the four treasures of the study prepared in advance, and he looked up and smiled: "What do you want me to draw and write?" ”

Mao Fushang discussed with everyone to no avail, so he said: "Wan Qi Gongzi is free to play." ”

Wan Qian dipped the smoke cloud in the ink, bit it, and drew a picture of "Qishan Painting" on the paper.

"In this painting, there is a trickle of streams, and the fire should open the mountain. The confusion is high, disturbing the forest frogs. The sound of the stumbling sound, dense and frightening. The heart is full of joy, and the words are back. He casually put the pen back, Mao Yi flashed, and the white-clothed Xiushi and Mr. Liu and a few scholars also avoided it. This is right in the middle of Miss Mu's eyebrows, and it is the pen of the point.

Mao Yi picked up the ink painting and said: "Good painting, good painting, strange poetry, strange poetry." is really extraordinary, and the red-faced bookworm is also the first talent in Chang'an. ”

He read to everyone: "The trickle of the stream, the fire should open the mountain." Write about the tranquility of the mountains and the contention of flowers and letters. 'Lost in the sky, disturbing the forest frogs. A step closer to the silence and astonishing scenery of the green hills. 'The sound of the staggering sound, dense and frightening. It is written that the animals are disturbed, and in this lush forest hides their own joys. 'Welling up with joy in his heart, words and voices back. It is also a bold imagination, from the scene to the emotion, from the outside to the internal ....... In short, it is a beautiful painting and a good poem. ”

Everyone took turns to look at the painting, and they also paid a silent tribute, and then praised it. A rich man stood up and said: "This painting, the beautiful scenery of the painting, is a treasure in the landscape painting, and it can show its own soul, so that I can dream of this charming landscape, I am willing to buy it for two thousand taels of gold." ”

The white-clothed Xiushi is not a poor man, and he is generous and said: "I am willing to pay 3,000 taels to buy this painting, everyone looks at this good hand, this handwriting is profound, which makes people feel happy and relaxed, and it is full of witty words." I want to add another two thousand taels, for a total of five thousand taels to buy it. ”

Mao Yi saw that this was really a stroke of genius, and the most valuable thing was that he saw his creation with his own eyes, so he stretched out a little finger and said: "This time I really saw his skill, so fascinated, the old man was willing to pay 10,000 taels of gold to buy this painting." ”

When Li Zuizi heard this, he couldn't help but say noisily: "Ten thousand taels for the first time." ”

Huang Laobuar naturally heard such a big sale and bought and sang against this Li Zuizi and said: "Is there anything better than 10,000 taels of 10,000 taels, 10,000 taels and 2 ......." As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing goods. ”

Wan Qi Yanyun saw that this painting was twice as high as her previous poems, and she also created the highest value of her own worth, and hugged Mao Yi and said gratefully: "Master Mao is erudite and talented, of course he is a bosom friend for painting, that's good, good." ”

Mao Yi took out the silver ticket to change the painting, and the white-clothed Xiushi really made people look at it differently: "Mr. Mao is slow, I will pay 150000 taels, what does the prince want." ”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be true. Wan Qian Yanyun had long been frightened by this huge amount of money, and couldn't help nodding and applauding.

Mao Yi saw that this person was really "a person cannot be seen, and the sea water cannot be measured." He smiled: "Now that the Nanhong-faced bookworm has revealed his good cards, and he can write poems and paintings, does Miss Mu also mean it?"

Magnolia still said confidently to herself: "In this case, I should not let everyone down, I would like to sing a "Morning Song" for everyone." ”

After she finished speaking, she walked to a piano stand, and took out a deep boudoir-like gesture, my sister-in-law was charming, and she also read when the piano sounded: "Tun Tun crows, let alone night bats to avoid." Whoop to the branches, clear hibiscus. The rivers are strong, and the soldiers are panicking. Pardon and forgive the crown, and the injustice pavilion from generation to generation. ”

“...... Qiang Qiang Jiang Zhuang, the soldiers are afraid, pardon and forgive the crown, and the injustice pavilion from generation to generation. It's really a good song with a peak and a good tune. Mixed with a beautiful morning, with a red-hot heart. The desolation of the war popped up, and the heroic characters who were wronged were performed. Zhong Qingxing, a young and mature reader, said. It's just that he's so humble that he can only feast his eyes on the outside.

This time, the wealthy merchant Mao Yi said: "I will give 15,000 taels of gold for this one, so don't fight with me." ”

Magnolia stood up and bowed and thanked: "The adult's love for the little woman is hard to look forward to, how can the slave family let this adult pay such a sky-high price." ”

The man with the delicious mole said: "In the past, Sima Xiangru was given a thousand gold, you can indeed be so humble, don't be so humble?"

"Nope. Magnolia deliberately said to Wan Qi Yanyun and said: "I'm not humble, I just thank you for your love, I just want to dedicate this "Morning Song" to everyone, and I don't accept any gold or silver." ”

Everyone praised her for her name when they heard it, but the talented man Wan Qiyanyun didn't think so, and even disdained it. Wan Qi Yanyun also returned the money to the white-clothed Xiushi and said, "Actually, I'm joking with you, don't you mean that I'm not as generous as a woman." I can't ask for this money, this painting ....... ”

"Mine. The white-clothed showman couldn't put it down, hidden, hidden.

"Yes, even if I gave it to you. Wan Qian Yanyun had to say generously once. In fact, he really didn't give up in his heart, he just had a lame stomach, and he couldn't get angry.

Seeing that he had already lost a chip in his aura, Magnolia asked: "The son is really talented and righteous, and he treats money like dung, and the little woman is ashamed of herself." How is the invited son to the pair, I am afraid that Wan Qi will not dare. ”

"I don't dare, I underestimate me so much, what a pleasant thing for a pair, how can I say I don't dare? Although Wan Qian Yanyun is not the best, he is also very proficient and said with confidence.

Magnolia shook her clothes, swayed her graceful body and said, "Swinging towards the morning and twilight." ”

"Xin Xin Xi Xi is red and red. "Wan Qi smoke cloud soon came out.

He paced a few steps and said, "Big and small, white." ”

She danced through the crowd and said, "It's more or less pitch dark. ”

Wan Qi Yanyun didn't expect this woman to be so powerful, and she was a little embarrassed, so she opened the fan and groaned freely: "Lonely and lonely." ”

She danced and said, "Grace and pity." ”

Wan Qiyanyun saw that she was tenacious and said: "Far away, you have a good muscle." ”

Seeing that this man was impetuous, Magnolia began to show her arms and legs and said, "Shy, shy, shy and shy clothes." ”

He saw the blood for a while and said: "Huanhuan Yue hurriedly hidden." ”

Seeing that it worked, she took off her coat and continued: "Wet and wet leaves and flowers are expensive. ”

Ten thousand smoke clouds were on fire, and the fan that fanned the wind caught fire and said: "It's a pity to be crispy for a long time." ”

The magnolia danced and looked like a fan in the middle, and the graceful posture was so captivating that even a person of Mr. Liu's age couldn't hold it. She said: "Junjun silently village village road. ”

Wan Qiyanyun's face was already red to the root of his ears, he asked for a jar of wine to relieve his anger, and the two secretly exchanged fists and feet, but in the eyes of everyone, they were just looking for fun. He continued: "Stopping the willow and drinking alone, when the flowers are in full bloom and no one picks them. The sky is full of worries, and the flowers are dry and empty. ”

...... In short, Wan Qi's smoke clouds and magnolia flowers shine, which is really knowledgeable. However, on the surface, they are fighting poetry, and secretly they are fighting all kinds of martial arts, but they are just vulgar in the eyes of mediocre people, just as ordinary fun.

Wan Qi Yanyun was injured internally, and the magnolia flower was also not lightly injured. One was covered with a fan, and the other was wrapped in a scarf.