readx; The pupils of Wang Xianren's eyes inadvertently contracted, and in his eyes, Wang Xiuchu on the opposite side was not strong, and he was absolutely sure that he would destroy the body under one blow, and cut off the Yuan Shen in less than half an hour. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info However, the tall figure like a demon god and demon emperor standing behind Wang Xiuchu made him very scrupulous. Just a dozen hours ago, he tasted great, not to mention, this time and now are not suitable for killing.

"Today, I borrowed your place to set up a banquet, and I was lucky enough to invite five young ladies, which is a grand gathering of scribes, only talking about Fengyue poetry, and not talking about the righteousness of loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness. Sit down, and don't worry about the rules. A few years ago, I passed by Jinling Red Sleeve Academy, and two poems won my heart, just as today's situation, 'climbing flowers and folding willows are common, just don't be lewd'. What do you think? Aside from Taoism, the Jiangnan style really wants to flourish in my northern style. Naturally, I have to learn a little bit before I can show my style as a scribe. ”

Zhu Changluo smiled and said to Wang Xianren: "Besides, there are clouds in the Book of Changes: 'The dragon fights in the wilderness, its blood is Xuanhuang!The dragon fights in the wilderness, and its way is poor!

"Oh!" Wang Xianren looked at Zhu Changluo in surprise, originally thought that this crown prince just had the grace of an emperor, but now it seems that he is underestimating, Wang Xianren listened to the next few hexagrams and actually had a deep meaning, and when he thought about it, he actually pointed to his current situation.

The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is yellow, the dragon fights in the wild, and its way is poor. The superficial meaning of the hexagram is that the two dragons are fighting fiercely in the wild, and the blood of black and yellow sè is flowing, and they are already in a desperate situation of poverty. Wang Xianren and Wang Zhong fought again, which was obviously like a dragon fighting in the wilderness. And there is nothing good.

And Kang Long has regrets, and he can't last long. Obviously, it is an allusion to Wang Zhong, if the dragon flies too high, there will be remorse, and it will not last long.

Zhu Changluo alluded to the I Ching hexagram that no matter how powerful Wang Zhong was, he would not perceive it, and Wang Xianren had to feel that he had good intentions, in addition, Wang Xianren also felt the unfathomable taste of the crown prince.

Unfathomable, this word doesn't seem to appear in Wang Xianren's heart. As a fellow practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism, the great master of Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, who has penetrated the realm of heaven and man, and all changes in the world are included in one heart, even if he is an emperor in the earthly world, he does not have much respect in his heart, and even if he is born to assist, it is just to comply with the mandate of heaven and accumulate merits.

"That's what the crown prince said. Wang Xianren nodded, and only said to Wang Xiuchu: "Boy, arrogant and unruly." And he paid no more attention to the rudeness of his words.

Wang Xiuchu was actually waiting for it in his heart, knowing that if there was a conflict, he would not be the opponent of this great sect master, but he didn't want to be weak in words, and when he saw Wang Xianren exposed, he didn't want to be arrogant anymore, so he just smiled, grabbed a braised elbow and chewed it. When the people saw that he was eating indecently, they ignored him.

Then, there were guests outside the door, but there were several new scholars and famous young scribes.

"Come on, come on, this is Mr. Qian Muzhai, a Jinshi in the thirty-eighth year of Wanli, and this is Mr. Mao Bijiang, a young talent in Jiangnan. This is also the son of Hou Fangyu, a talented man in the literary world. Zhu Changluo introduced them one by one.

These are all famous talents in the late Ming Dynasty in history, Zhang Tong and his two daughters came from modern times, so they naturally knew that they observed secretly, and secretly said in their hearts: "They are also personable and talented." It is no wonder that Zhu Changluo is supported by Confucianism, and the emperor is stable, but the emperor in history is short-lived, but now it seems that he is unfathomable, and he is obviously not a simple person. How can it be short-lived?"

The two girls have been in the Ming Dynasty for six or seven years, but they also know that this is the era of qi refiners and immortals, and the record of future history.

The four corners of the hall are red charcoal fires, although the north wind is cold outside, but the whole hall is as warm as chun, through the window, you can enjoy the snow plum blossoms in the garden.

After drinking three times and passing the dishes to the servants, after listening to Zhu Changluo's introduction, Wang Xiuchu knew that one of the two daughters of the Feng Tang Dynasty was called Feng Yunmei and the other was Tang Chan, but he only listened carefully and did not speak.

Zhu Changluo then clapped his hands, and the singers raised in the mansion were divided into two rows, wearing a long skirt of water and water, and the lady of the deacon painted a round fan, with long sleeves fluttering on the cicada wing yarn, cat's steps, shaking the willow waist, and singing slowly in the audience in the burst of aroma.

The singer at the beginning bent two willow eyebrows, her face was like smoke and painting, and she began to sing:

The concubine is Lantian jade, and ri comes to Yu to smoke.

I love to lie horizontally in my life, and the crystal is pitiful.

It's a little red, and it's wonderful.

The cool breeze came at night, and the hugging did not sleep.

Who knows that the girl in the boudoir, Sijun tears rippled.

If you get a blue bird, you may be able to explore the depths.

At the end of this song, it was ethereal, as thin as silk teeth, accompanied by the singer's charming eyes, the fragrant wind wafted, and the whole banquet, except for Wang Xianren and a few other masters with abnormal concentration, were all crazy under the heat of wine, and hit the bowl with silver chopsticks and shouted: "Good singing! ”

"Chang Luo, although today is talking about poetry and Fengyue, but this word is too much, I think that all the scribes present are talented and high-minded, it is better to write poems and call the singer to sing, this is what seems romantic?" Feng Yunmei, who had not spoken, suddenly said to Zhu Changluo.

Wang Xiuchu's ears immediately stood up, but he didn't need to look at it, he just cared about eating and drinking.

"Well, that's a good idea. Zhu Changluo patted the folding fan and laughed, "I don't know who came first?"

When several young Hanlin heard this, they were about to show that they were full of talent, so that they could show their faces in front of the future emperor, not to mention that there was a beautiful woman in front of them, maybe they had won the appreciation of a beautiful woman for their literary talents, and it was not a good story of a talented and beautiful woman?

And Mao Bijiang had just cuckolded the Qingniu King of the Three Demons of Minjiang, abducted two concubines, as well as a local mother water scripture, thirteen magic weapons, and a large number of gold and silver treasures, but when he arrived in the capital, he took refuge in Zhu Changluo.

It turned out that Zhu Changluo was the crown prince who was promoted by Confucianism, and Emperor Wanli secretly competed with himself for power several times because he was too sharp, and wanted to abolish him, always because he was powerful and supported by the Manchu scribes, and he couldn't be abolished.

When he debuted in Xinjiang, he got Zhu Changluo's friendship, and now it is natural to take refuge.

Qian Muzhai and Hou Fangyu were both pondering, as if they were conceiving. How do you know that Tang Chan pointed at Wang Xiuchu: "I think this Wang Xiuchu is a young genius who has uninhibited etiquette and has the style of a Wei and Jin people, but just now he offended the Grandmaster Xuansheng Guogong, although the grandmaster didn't care, in the end he made a mistake and should be punished, why don't you let him do it before?"

"It's here!" Wang Xiuchu chuckled in her heart: "I knew that these two mothers-in-law were impatient, and finally found me to make bird poems." But these two mothers-in-law came to the door, and I can't be weak. Why don't you make a song about the love and the scene, and see how this Crown Prince Zhu Changluo reacts?"

At that moment, Wang Xiuchu got up, "Although I am young, I have studied the Tao for several years, and I can know the destiny of heaven. ”

After that, he took a sip of it, and his clothes were full of wine, and he laughed, smashed the wine glass to the ground, and said:

"The long song should cry and sink into the blood, how many people are sitting in the country for the country?

The majesty of heaven and earth has now been extinguished, and the dragon and snake bend to look at the bright moon. ”

Zhu Changluo listened at first, until he heard the last sentence, his eyes moved slightly. The dragon and snake, often dwelling in the deep mountains and rivers to wait for the time to rise, from ancient times to the present, in the poems used as a metaphor for heroes, especially the emperor and general. There is also a parable that the rise and fall of a country is like a dragon and a snake.

At this time, after the dragon and snake in Wang Xiuchu's poem were stretched, they only ended up looking at the bright moon. The bright moon alludes to the allusion that the old country in the main words of Empress Li is unbearable to look back at the moonlight.

"Brother Wang is talented. Zhu Changluo played with the folding fan, and his eyes had already returned to normal, "This poem is too sad." ”

"It's not sad, it's not sad, I'm afraid that there will be more than that?" Wang Xiuchu smiled coldly. saw Feng Yunmei and Tang Chan looking at him in surprise.

"This kid is a little crazy. Several talented people were robbed of their heads by Wang Xiuchu, but they couldn't make such poems, and they were quite annoyed and angry. After drinking for half an hour, he said goodbye and left, Wang Xianren also left the banquet under the excuse, and the rest of the people saw that they were not interested, and they also said goodbye.

"I have also seen this crown prince Zhu Changluo before, and I didn't feel anything at that time, why did I see it today, and it was unfathomable?

Wang Xianren was always thinking about Zhu Changluo in his heart, ready to take a peek at what was going on.

Who knows, as soon as the heavenly peep is lucky, in the dark, Wang Xianren only sees a piece of white sè filling the entire heaven and earth, and there is nothing else. That is the purest kind of grandeur.

"This kind of Confucian atmosphere, even my father can't do it?" Wang Xianren felt extremely shocked. "Which Confucian sage is the power?"

"Little genius, those few just now are the most outstanding young talents in our Jiangnan literary circle, and they were angry with a poem from you, your poem has a deep meaning, and many little women don't understand it, can you tell us about it?"

Only Zhang, Tong, Shangguan, Feng, Tang, Wunu, as well as Wang Xiuchu and Zhu Changluo were left at the banquet.

"That's easy to say. But I'm just a rough person, make a few rough poems, it's not worth being elegant, I can't do poetry, if I talk about swordsmanship, I'll still be able to do two. Wang Xiuchu saw that the two girls didn't mention the events of the day, so they were happy to pretend to be confused.

"Hmph, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, you were crazy that day and disrespectful to our sisters, this account will have to be settled with you sooner or later, but your poems are really good?" suddenly heard a hum like a mosquito in his ears, and Wang Xiuchu knew that it was Tang Cicada who used his true qi to bundle his voice into a gossamer and send it to his ears. "Your spells are also very strong, tell me quickly, who are you, and then give Miss Ben a confession of your mistake, and then make me thirty poems, and then ...... Well, that's all, as long as you do this, Miss Ben can spare you once, maybe you can ignore the events of that day. ”

"It's easy to say, that's just a misunderstanding. Wang Xiuchu also said.

Zhu Changluo saw Wang Xiuchu and Tang Chan eyebrows, obviously with true qi transmission, he insisted on a gentleman's demeanor, naturally he would not intercept it, but he looked at Zhang Yanran, but saw Zhang Yanran pondering, and smiled slightly: "What do you think? Looking at your expression, it seems that you are missing your hometown? I heard that your hometown seems to be far away?"

Zhang Yanran was taken aback, and heard that Zhu Changluo seemed to have something to say, somehow, this Zhu Changluo always made her unable to see through, but she was very adaptable, and sighed faintly: "Where is the loess does not bury people? Where is the grain not to support people? Where is not the hometown?"

Zhu Changluo frowned, and didn't say anything more, but there was a complicated look in his eyes.

"There may have been changes in Jingshi recently, you better leave for a while, don't get involved with Wei Zhongxian. Zhu Changluo suddenly whispered, and then walked out of the hall.

"Huh. After Zhu Changluo left, Zhang Yanran shook her head, flicked her nails, and seemed to be smiling.

"100,000 stone jing rice, ten years later. However, a deposit is required. Together with the porter and the vehicle freight. In the winter, the waterways are frozen, and grain cannot be transported, and the cost of traveling by land is much higher. Tang Chan, Feng Yunmei and the two girls didn't know what to say to Wang Xiuchu, so they suddenly spoke.

"It's easy. Zhang Yanran took out 10,000 taels of silver tickets.

After the banquet was dispersed, out of the Guogong Mansion, the four daughters had already discussed business. Wind, Tang and the two women say that one is one when they do business, and it is not ambiguous.

After discussing the business, they went home, but Wang Xiuchu followed the two daughters of Fengtang and left.

"Old crocodile, old crocodile, you're watching in the dark. I'm afraid that this capital will be a little unpeaceful, the wind is surging, and it will bleed. "With Wang Xiuchu's secret demon**, a huge crocodile broke the ice and surfaced in a corner of the Yongding River in Jingshi.

"Li'er, are you feeling better?"

As soon as Zhang Yanran, Tong Ling, and Shangguan Ziyan returned to Qiongyu Tower, they went to see Huang Li'er.

"Much better. "Huang Li'er has already hidden the baby Wang Fo'er at this time. Because she didn't want anyone to find out that she had a baby.

"Okay, after the opening of the chun, it will be the forty-seventh year of Wanli, and the Wanli Emperor's luck will not be exhausted, just wait and see, I am afraid that there will be an earth-shattering change? You are responsible for arranging the delivery of grain to the outside of the customs. Zhang Yanran ordered the task. He returned to his room with Tong Ling and lit a talisman.

As soon as the talisman ignited, I saw a black qi breaking through the air and disappearing in an instant, and the information had already reached the Seven Killing Demon Palace in the Himalayas.

At this moment, Wang Fu'er, who was hidden by Huang Li'er in a private house next to Qiongyu Tower, suddenly opened his eyes, and Zhu Changluo's figure was seen in his two bright eyes.

In Wang Fu'er's young eyes, a figure faintly appeared in the vast white air behind Zhu Changluo.

Wang Fuer's Taoism is many times higher than Wang Xianren!

Suddenly, there was a creak, the door was pushed open, and the emperor entered. All the sights in Wang Fu'er's eyes disappeared, and the innocence of a child was restored.

In the Seven Killing Demon Palace, Wang Zhong, who received Zhang Yanran's message, woke up from his meditation, and then his eyes penetrated tens of thousands of miles of space and noticed the capital.

After glancing for a while, when Wang Zhong retracted his gaze, there was an unprecedented trace of doubt in his eyes.