Cheng Ziming was happy in his heart, knowing that Le Liang was testing him again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It's no wonder that the baby armor that people bought for a huge amount of money of 10,000 taels is normal to have some unnecessary worries. After all, Cheng Ziming is a powerful immortal, if he takes a fancy to this armor and is determined to snatch it by force, these mortals will have no way to stop it.

However, with Cheng Ziming's character, he is not enough to rob mortals. Moreover, although this silver hung armor is the most precious treasure in the world, it does not carry any spiritual power in itself, so it is not suitable for immortal cultivators to use at all. Therefore, this piece of armor that is the number one armor in the world in the eyes of mortals is actually not a precious thing at all in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

In order to make Le Liang feel at ease, Cheng Ziming hurriedly said: "Although Yinhong Armor is a mortal thing, it is not blessed with mana. However, in terms of its texture, it can be regarded as a fine product among all products. Poor Dao must have personally sent this armor to General Yu, believing that with this set of armor to protect himself, no matter whether the battle is won or lost, he will be able to come to see the county lord safely. ”

Wei Shu bowed lightly and said, "Thank you Shangxian Jiyan." Then Lao Shangxian handed over this silver armor to General Ziyong. ”

After a few more chats, Le Liang offered to escort Cheng Ziming back to Yingxian Palace. Wei Shu personally sent it to the gate, and after Cheng Ziming went away surrounded by the guards, he took the maid and maid back to the mansion.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Cheng Ziming finally returned to the Yingxian Palace with a drunken body.

At this time, the night is getting thicker, and a bright moon shines in the sky, and occasionally a light light cloud floats over the bright moon, bringing a hazy veil to it.

Cheng Ziming pushed open the wooden window and let the watery moonlight spill into the house. The candles are flickering, the full moon hangs on the palace outside the window, and there is a lonely smell of the moon shining on the court and being as cool as water.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a light knock on the door twice, and a weak female voice said: "The mortal girl is ordered by the Taiwei to come to serve water and wine and supper for the immortals." ”

Cheng Ziming said in a low voice: "Come in." ”

With a "squeak", the door opened halfway, and a girl with cloud sideburns and flower hairpins and brocade clothes walked into the room. She held the lyre in her arms, her hair in a bun, and a hairpin flower golden hairpin inserted between her black temples. The girl was light and graceful, and she was followed by two plain-clothed maids, each carrying a black wood food box.

The three of them walked into the room and bowed deeply to Cheng Ziming. The girl placed the harp on the long table and lowered her head to adjust the strings. The two maids took the water and wine from the food box and placed it on the table. The aroma of food permeated the room. The maid set up the food and drinks, bowed down and exited the room, closing the door gently.

The candles flickered in the room, and the girl lowered her head and plucked the strings, occasionally making a few clear tones.

The leopard jumped out of bed, leaned over to the small table, sniffed, and said, "Got food again?"

Cheng Ziming pulled the leopard and threw it out of the window, and hurriedly closed the window.

The girl chuckled softly, "It's a pity that the silver moonlight is also locked out of the window." Why don't mortals play a song of moonlight condensation for the immortals, and replace the moonlight with the sound of the piano?"

I saw the girl talking and laughing, and looking down shyly. Her eyes are flowing, and there are all kinds of charms between her eyebrows, and there is a sense of pure girlish youth in her charm.

Cheng Ziming was obviously stunned, but the girl's delicate face under the candlelight was a familiar and beautiful face.

"Are you a dancing girl on the Qixian Terrace?" Cheng Ziming immediately recognized the girl. No wonder when she walked into the room, she felt familiar when she looked at her posture. This woman turned out to be the woman in the gauze skirt who showed her graceful dancing posture on the Qixian Platform when Cheng Ziming entered the small world.

The girl lowered her head and said softly, "It's a mortal girl." The surname of the woman is Fan, the name is flocculent, and the word is fragrant. It is a Yuzhou beauty selected by the official family. Just because mortal women are good at dancing, they were ordered by the captain to serve as the duty of praying for immortals with dance. ”

"It turned out to be a beauty from Yuzhou. Cheng Ziming nodded and said secretly: No wonder it's so beautiful. He thought for a while, and asked with some curiosity: "Could it be that in Kyushu, every state has a beautiful woman named Kyushu Beauty?"

"Not bad. Every five years in the ten countries of Kyushu and the 10 countries, an official selection event is held. The most beautiful woman and the most gentle son in each state are selected, and they are selected as the nine beauties and nine sons of Kyushu. The mortal girl was also lucky, with her dancing posture and piano skills, she defeated other boudoir girls and won the title of Yuzhou beauty. ”

Fan Su's eyebrows were lowered, and with a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, he said softly: "This wine and delicacies are all from the Kang family. Boss Kang is a family of culinary inheritance, and his ancestors have always been famous for their cooking skills in Kyushu. Exquisite side dishes, coupled with this moonlight condensation, and looking forward to some earthly pleasures, can barely fit the mind of the immortals. ”

After that, Fan Xu plucked the strings lightly, and the jade hand stroked or pressed, and the music flowed out like flowing water, and it was like silver moonlight sprinkled all over the room.

The sound of the piano is intoxicating, Cheng Ziming raised the wine glass and took a sip, the mellow aroma of the wine remained between his mouth, and it was in his heart, and his heart was filled with a burst of pleasure. The dishes are also exquisite: two pieces of white tofu on a jade plate, coated in a layer of golden duck egg yolk, sprinkled with a few green onions, and garnished with green beans on the side. On the side are three delicate small burritos, the inner layer is a golden egg cake, which is rolled with tender cucumber shreds and roast duck breast dipped in soybean sauce, tied with slender green onion shreds, neatly stacked in white porcelain plates.

Food and wine are pleasing to the body, the sound of the beautiful piano is pleasing to the heart, and after a song, Cheng Ziming only feels relaxed all over his body, and he is a little tired.

"Sure enough, it is a Yuzhou beauty who is ranked among the beauties of Kyushu, and her piano skills are extraordinary. Cheng Ziming praised sincerely: "Fang Shen is so beautiful and talented, and he is indeed worthy of the title of Yuzhou Beauty." ”

Fan Xu lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Thank you for the praise of the immortals, but it's a pity that the title of mortal girl, the beauty of Yuzhou, will soon be lost." After all, the beauties of Kyushu all require to be a girl in the boudoir to be eligible to run for election. ”

Fan Xu's head lowered even more, and a blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks, and she said in a voice that was so slight that she could barely hear it: "The mortal girl came here on the order of the Taiwei this time to serve the immortals tonight. From then on, Fang Shen was a person of immortals. Naturally, I can't be a Yuzhou beauty anymore. ”

"Huh?" suddenly came an exclamation from the window, and the leopard peeked out of the crack in the window with a half-round face, and it stared at it in surprise.

Cheng Ziming threw out the wine glass with a "swish" and smashed it on the window. The window was immediately closed again, blocking the leopard's round face from the window.

Looking at the delicate and shy girl in front of him, a trace of pity rose in Cheng Ziming's heart: If she refused her like this, and she couldn't complete the task assigned by Leliang, would that captain blame her?

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