Chapter Thirty-Seven: Rushing the Ducks to the Shelf
Back at the Yuelai Inn, Lu Zilong and Fang Datong saw Ling Lingqi carrying Ning Fengyun with a bruised face on his back, and they knew that something was wrong! Looking at them again, there were two beautiful and moving girls, who seemed to be people in the martial arts, and both of them couldn't help but be shocked, Lu Zilong secretly said Ling Lingqi They still got into trouble with people in the rivers and lakes?
Lu Zilong and Fang Datong were chatting in the lobby of the inn at this time, and hurriedly greeted them when they saw this.
Lu Zilong's face was anxious, and he asked with concern, "Ling Lingqi, where have you been?"
Ling Lingqi hurriedly said: "Dean, Senior Brother Ning let people beat them, those people are from Mongolia in the north, he is not lightly injured, at least he has to recuperate here for a month! Fortunately, a woman gave a healing elixir today, otherwise Senior Brother Ning's injury will be difficult to heal!"
Seeing this, Fang Datong said: "Quick, let's send Ning Fengyun back to the room, now that he has internal injuries, it is not appropriate to move!"
Ling Lingqi nodded and said, "Okay!" Then he turned his head to Murong Yan and Luo Xiaoxi and said, "Murong girl, Luo girl, you two please go back!"
Murong Yan looked at Ling Lingqi affectionately and said, "Okay, then I'll go back, let's see you tomorrow." ”
Luo Xiaoxi also cast a tender gaze at Ling Lingqi, and said coquettishly: "Well, Ling Gongzi, I hope to see you at the Poetry Conference tomorrow!"
The two beautiful and amorous girls caused Lu Zilong and Fang Datong to be extremely surprised, Ling Lingqi was so romantic, he actually won the favor of two beautiful girls at the same time, this is really strange! Especially Lu Zilong, he knew that Ling Lingqi was actually less than ten years old.
Murong Yan and Luo Xiaoxi reluctantly left, and Ling Lingqi also hurriedly carried Ning Fengyun back to their room.
After putting Ning Fengyun down and covering the quilt, Ling Lingqi stood up.
Lu Zilong asked curiously, "What happened tonight? How did you provoke people from Mongolia and Mongolia? And who are those two stunning girls?"
Ling Lingqi smiled bitterly and said, "This matter is a long story! Let's talk about Murong Yan and Luo Xiaoxi first." They're all audience members of the Sword Tournament, because I won the top spot, so they're my fans, and they're the ones who like me. ”
Then, Ling Lingqi told how she met Murong Yan and Luo Xiaoxi, and then Ning Fengyun left alone.
At the end, he told Lu Zilong and Fang Datong what Ning Fengyun had said before.
After listening to Ling Lingqi's narration, Lu Zilong and Fang Datong were a little angry, Lu Zilong looked at Ning Fengyun with an innocent face on the bed, and said to Ning Fengyun with some annoyance: "Let the old man say what about you!" Ning Fengyun, do you know that you are shouldering the heavy responsibility of representing Wenshan Academy in the poetry competition tomorrow, but at this time, you ran to pursue a girl in a green building, and let people beat her like this, you said to yourself, should you not?"
Ning Fengyun knew that he was wrong, so he lowered his head and whispered: "I'm sorry, Dean, I disappointed you! I affected the competition of our academy this time, I was wrong! You can punish me!"
"Punishment? Is it useful to punish you now? Who will fight on behalf of our academy? You said that you don't want to learn, you have to learn from those romantic talents, pursue that fireworks girl, and have a conflict with others, who can blame this?" Lu Zilong rebuked loudly.
Ling Lingqi said suddenly: "Dean, don't blame Senior Brother Ning anymore! He is seriously injured now, it is important to recuperate! And this time, I think Senior Brother Ning has done nothing wrong! Dean, think about it, Senior Brother Ning didn't know in advance that the woman called the peony was a woman from the Qinglou, and besides, the peony did grow like a shy flower, and there was nothing wrong with Senior Brother Ning expressing his admiration for him. Besides, even if the Peony girl is a Qinglou woman, she is not willing to be forcibly taken away by the Mongols, and Senior Brother Ning standing up can be regarded as a chivalrous act!"
Lu Zilong sighed and said: "The old man also knows that those Mongolians are hateful, but in this way, what should I do with tomorrow's poetry conference?" For today's plan, the only way is to let you be on top, Ling Lingqi, you have to try your best to get a good ranking this time, the old man knows that you are not bad at poetry, whether you can restore our Wenshan Academy to its former glory, it's up to you!"
Fang Datong also contemplated: "Yes, this is really an accident. Although it was a temporary replacement, it was a last resort. Ling Lingqi, are you sure?"
Ling Lingqi said with a straight face: "Dean, Professor Fang, please rest assured! I will definitely do my best this time, even if it is a strong forest, I can't weaken the reputation of our Wenshan Academy!"
In fact, Ling Lingqi knew that he was rushing ducks to the shelves, so he had no choice but to steal the famous articles of later generations, although this was not good, it was the only way, because he couldn't make any good poems at all.
Ning Fengyun suddenly continued: "Senior Brother Ling, I really want to ask you this time! Alas, it's all my fault Senior Brother for my pretentiousness, but I caused disaster!"
Ling Lingqi shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Ning, don't think like this, you must know that my fair lady and gentleman are good, this is also human nature! Besides, that peony girl may still have an interest in you! It's just that I hate those Mongols, not only do they have the intention of embezzling the Jin Kingdom, but they also have bad intentions towards my Great Song Dynasty! These Mongolians came to the Great Song Dynasty for a purpose, that is, to collect all kinds of information about our Great Song Dynasty. Relying on the strength of the Mongolian cavalry, these Mongols are so arrogant in the land of our Great Song Dynasty, and it is really indignant that people and gods are indignant! One day, Mongolia will inevitably be unfavorable to our Great Song Dynasty, and how can we, as the people of the Great Song Dynasty, sit idly by?"
Lu Zilong looked at Ling Lingqi with an appreciative gaze, and said loudly: "Ling Lingqi, that's a good point! If all the young people of my Great Song Dynasty are like you, then why don't you worry about the day when Wang Shi Bei will set the Central Plains Day? The old man's greatest wish is to cultivate more talents for the Great Song Dynasty, but the reputation of the academy is not as good as year by year, if it is not revitalized, I am afraid that it will decline! Tomorrow's poetry competition is related to the future of Wenshan Academy, Ling Lingqi, you must work hard!"
Ling Lingqi nodded and said, "Dean, Professor Fang, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
Lu Zilong stroked his beard and said, "Okay, you guys should rest early!"
When Lu Zilong and Fang Datong exited the room, Ning Fengyun suddenly said: "Senior Brother Ling, thank you for saying kind things for me in front of the dean, in fact, I know that tonight, I am indeed a ghost......!
Ning Fengyun didn't say it, Ling Lingqi also wanted to get it, what else could a powerless Qinglou woman fall into the hands of the barbaric Mongols?
However, Ning Fengyun's expression proved that he still hadn't forgotten Peony, although Peony was just a Qinglou woman!
Ling Lingqi comforted: "Senior Brother Ning, don't think too much, maybe the Peony Girl Ji has her own celestial phenomena, I think Piaoxiang Courtyard is also a powerful organization, it is impossible to let the top girl fall into the hands of the Mongols, right? Maybe at this time, Peony Girl has already returned to Piaoxiang Courtyard!"
Ning Fengyun sighed and said, "I hope so! The peony girl is as beautiful as a fairy, if it really falls into the hands of those Mongolians, God really won't open his eyes!"
In fact, Ning Fengyun's worries were completely superfluous! After the Mongolian Han forcibly took the peony back, he wanted to forcibly go to the cave house, how did he know that the peony was a thorny flower, but he was plotted by the peony with a plum blossom needle, and he couldn't die anymore!
It's really in response to that sentence, the peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic!