A certain B took Yunjin into his arms, and the Drill Dragon also stuffed the luminous Chang Full Cup into his sleeve. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Right Wuying claims to be a thief, and he doesn't want to be as unprofessional as them. But after seeing a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, I couldn't help but hold it in my arms.

This calligraphy and painting is the handwriting of the great contemporary calligrapher Yuan Zhangjushi.

The calligraphy and painting of the Yuanzhang monks are self-contained, and they are quite accomplished in the calligraphy styles such as seal, li, Kai, line, and cursive, and are especially good at copying the calligraphy of the ancients, reaching the level of chaos.

Yuan Zhang Jushi was originally a native of Jiangbei, five years ago in order to avoid military disasters, the manuscript was burned, moved to Jiankang, and served in the temple, so his authentic work is very rare in the side.

The three of them bypassed the antechamber, lifted the beaded curtain and entered the bedroom, where they saw a dozen cigarettes burning on the central table.

A certain B walked up to extinguish the smoke, sniffed it, and praised: "Good thing, good smoke, just right to deal with women from good families." I'll take one and try it tomorrow with the girl from the Zuo family in the south of the city. ”

The Drill Dragon reached into his sleeve and scratched his arm, "This King of Shuobei is really a loser, he actually used this thing to prevent thieves, and he is not afraid of burning all the treasures in this room." ”

Right Wuying scratched his neck, "Don't rub it, let's find a carving." With that, the three of them went through the boxes and turned the cabinets upside down.

Somehow, a certain B always felt that his chest was very itchy. He scratched his chest, saw the Drill Dragon scratching his arm, and couldn't help asking, "What are you scratching?"

The Drill Dragon was lying under the bed and said, "It's itchy on the arm." ”

"My chest too. A certain B said, "Did you get bitten by something?"

After hearing this, they said, and the hand that scratched the neck of the right shadowless immediately stopped, "It's broken!" he exclaimed, "It's not that we bitten, we're poisoned!"

"Poisoned!" "Frightened," Mouyi was startled, "No wonder I'm a little dizzy." ”

"If you stand in the smoke for a long time, you will always be drowsy. The Drill Dragon lay on the ground and said disapprerovitously, his voice a little dull.

"I'm talking about itching. "Do you remember the white powder on the precious things outside?"

A certain B hurriedly took out Yunjin, "No wonder my chest is itchy." He looked at his chest through the faint light, "What kind of poison is this? My chest is already red, and there are blood stains." ”

He scared himself by himself, and kept scratching his chest, and it was strange if there were no scratches.

"No matter what kind of poison it is, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, find the root carving quickly. Right Wuying said anxiously.

"But where is the root carving?" Mou B even lifted the quilt.

Right Wuying took out the calligraphy and painting, put it on the table, and was about to wrap the calligraphy and painting, he looked up, pointed to the table and said in surprise: "Isn't the root carving here?"

When a certain B heard this, he saw that there was a big slap carving on the table where the incense had just been lit.

A certain B coughed, "This, I didn't expect them to put such a precious root carving here." They're too out of the box. ”

He leaned over to look at it and said, "Although this carving is ugly, it is skillful, and it should be it." ”

Right Wuying patted his forehead to sober himself up, "Take it with you, and we'll leave immediately." ”

A certain B nodded, and when he reached out to take out the prepared bag, he suddenly fell, "No, I'm a little dizzy." ”

Right Wuying reached out and picked up the root carving, "Hold on, we must not be planted here, the Drill Dragon will hold him." ”

The Drill Dragon, who had been lying under the bed, didn't answer him.

"Drill the Dragon, Drill the Dragon!" You Wuying felt bad in his heart, walked over and dragged the Drill Dragon out, and saw that he had already fainted.

With a "snap", he turned around and saw that Mou B couldn't support himself lying on the table.

"How can this be?"

As a well-known figure in the circle of thieves in the rivers and lakes, smoke is also their usual means. They knew it well, and knew that although this smoke was effective for ordinary people, it was far worse for the thieves who had strong internal strength to them, not to mention that they covered their mouths and noses in advance, and they should not be hit in a short time.

Right Wuying was puzzled, and caught a glimpse of three of the dozen or so smoke extinguished on the table, which were by no means incense.

He took it out, tore off the strip of cloth, sniffed it lightly with his nose, and couldn't help but be shocked, "Drunken Fairy Grass!"

Drunken fairy grass and soft tendons have the same effect, both can make people's whole body muscles and bones sore, unable to exert internal force.

The difference is that the drunken fairy grass is generally made into incense, and the effect is very fast, just listen to its name, that is, the fairy will be drunk when he smells it.

The disadvantage is that the drunken fairy grass has a smell of wine, and the master can detect it with a little sniff.

But today, when they stepped into the dormitory, they covered their mouths and noses to prevent smoke, and their sense of smell was naturally dulled, and the aroma of wine was mixed with smoke, so it was no wonder that they were tricked.

He didn't know that there was not a single fish in the tank with a wet cloth, and he didn't know how many doses of soft tendons were scattered by Xiao Qingyi, and it was only a matter of time before he was hit.

Right Wuying was startled, and he inhaled a lot of smoke, and he was dizzy, only to feel that the dormitory was turning upside down, and finally couldn't support it and fell asleep.

The next day, when the sun was on three poles, the front hall of the palace.

The antechamber was quiet, and a Confucian scholar was sitting in a guest seat, carefully surveying the scenery outside the hall.

The courtyard outside the front hall of the Shuobei Royal Mansion is very large and very chic.

Along the path paved with green stones, the pearl orchid of Lingnan is transplanted, the flowers are not blooming, the leaves are tender and green, and the dew drops linger on the leaves, crystal like pearls.

Under the eaves, the corridor and the Xiao wall, there is a half-body high, three or four people waist thick vat, the tank is planted with lotus, and the green lotus leaves accompany the lotus flowers are bathed in the sun.

Stunned, a burst of melodious laughter like a silver bell swept past his ears.

When the Confucian scholars heard the prestige, they couldn't see the white toad flowers in full bloom, and the thick white flowers were blooming.

The white toad flowers bloom very fragrant and strong, and he seems to be able to smell the fragrance of the flowers from such a distance.

Next to the white toad tree, three girls dressed in green are picking white toad flowers one by one.

Confucian students immediately felt the existence of Yaowang Valley in Shuobei Palace, the white toad flower can clear the lungs and relieve cough, and can also pleasing the color, it is a very good Chinese medicine.

He then thought that on the way here, there were dragons lined up in front of the Qingxin Hall on the east bank of Qingxi, and he heard that these people were all grabbing a pleasant-colored cream.

When he was wandering, Confucius suddenly saw two small heads poking out from behind the screen in the hall.

The two girls are carved in pink and jade, not very old, combing the girl's bun facing the sky, and each has a white flower on the bun.

The little girl's eyes were rolling with her head down, and when she saw Confucian staring at them, she stuck out her tongue and retracted it.

"Ye Gongzi. One sentence brought Confucius back to his senses, and he hurriedly turned his head and looked at this notorious murderer who did not hesitate to dissect his body in order to save his wife.

"Please use tea. Feng Qiwu said politely, handed the letterhead to the old servant Lu Zhi who was sitting aside, and said: "The prince has already passed the book of flying pigeons a few days ago, so that when the prince arrives in Jiankang, he will temporarily stoop to the Thousand Buddha Hall, and after he returns to Jiankang in the future, he will make detailed and thoughtful arrangements for the son, I don't know what the prince wants?"

Confucian gave up his hand, "Everything is at the behest of the prince." ”

"Good. Feng Qiwu pointed at the old servant Lu Zhi, "The appointment of the prince will be arranged by Lu Bo later, and all the people, money and materials needed to do things can also be discussed with Lu Bo." ”

The king of Shuobei was brought up by this old man, and no one dared to underestimate him in the great Jiankang, so Ye Qingcheng, a scholar with a wonderful pen, got up and gave his hand, "There are seniors." ”

Lu Zhi hurriedly stood up and respectfully returned the salute.