Today is a special rì, so the pig's head made an exception and said a few words at the beginning of the article:

I wish all mothers in the world a long and healthy life! I wish all mothers a good mood.

Today's Mother's Day is another weekend, so let's go out shopping with my mom when I have time!

Don't be bored in the nest and read!

On the chaotic red river, the river is still as clear as washing, and the red leaves and flowers rush down the river with tragic enthusiasm.

On the chaotic red river today, there is not a single painting boat. The patrol ships of the Great Yan Dynasty Navy Division cruised back and forth on the river, completely blocking the river. Jiangxin has an additional wooden platform made of precious wood, and several pavilions and verandahs have been built on the wooden platform with a radius of nearly 100 acres, and the soil has been paved on it, and flower ponds have been piled up, and a lot of rare flowers have been planted. Thousands of young men, dressed in white robes and crowns of goose feathers, sat solemnly on a wooden platform, listening to a girl kneeling on a mat in the middle of the platform reciting a book of poems.

The girl's voice was flat and cold, and her tone did not fluctuate, just like the chaotic red river water under the wooden platform, clear and cool green. She was also wearing a white robe and a high crown of goose feathers, and between her expectations, there was a strong handsome atmosphere of books. Her appearance is just ordinary, in this world full of beautiful women, it can only be regarded as an inferior appearance, but because she is very different from the temperament of many young men around her, it makes her like a swan standing tall, and everyone around her is a toad.

Including those pretty maids who quietly shuttled through the crowd and poured tea and water for people, compared with this girl, they were all like sparrows who had seen a phoenix, and they had completely lost their faces. Although it is not a country and a city, the so-called peerless elegance and peerless demeanor probably refers to such a person.

A long green silk thread was tied to the corner of the table in front of the girl, and at the other end of the silk thread was a fan-shaped kite.

On the kite made of white paper, a few rǔ swallows flying around willow branches were drawn with a faint ink blot, although it was only a few insignificant strokes, but the lively vitality of the test flight rǔ swallows was vividly depicted, as if a few real flesh and blood swallows spread their wings and flew on the kite.

The girl suddenly put down the poetry book in her hand, picked up a piece of jade paperweight, and gently patted the case in front of her.

'Bang 7~ The sound was crisp, and thousands of young men on the wooden platform lowered their heads in unison, listening to the girl's words. The girl's astonishingly bright eyes glanced at the many young people, and then she nodded and said slowly: "The song "Immortal Xing" by the rain mark boy is brilliant, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and the end has the air of the fairy fairy land floating out of the dust, majestic and rich. It's just that Qianqian has a question, can Lady Rain Scar answer it?"

A young man with a tall figure and an extraordinary handsome appearance at the front of the crowd stood up, bowed deeply at the girl with his fists folded, and chuckled, "Please also ask Miss Qianqian for advice." "There was a trace of rain on the top of this young man's head, dripping out of thin air, and it continued to float out with the river wind. These extremely bright and thin rain lines fell lightly to the ground several miles away with the wind, and immediately cut extremely thin, long, and deep sword marks on the river.

This young man is also a human immortal who has achieved Jindan.

The girl smiled slightly, looked at the young man and asked gently:

"Rain Scar Prince, you haven't seen a real immortal yet, how do you know that this immortal's heavenly palace must be like the emperor of the world, such magnificent, so tall and majestic? Perhaps, the immortal's abode is just like the ordinary people of the Great Yan Dynasty, just mud walls and tile roofs, or simply made of grass and wood planks?"

The young man was stunned, looking at the girl speechless for a long time.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then he once again clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "What Miss Qianqian taught is that Shangguan Yuji is too unthinking and vainly speculating about the beauty of immortals. Also, the legendary immortal who is free from the world will not do the deeds of ordinary people and live in the golden and splendid high-rise buildings.

With a long sigh, Shangguan Yuji slowly walked to the girl's case, took the poetry collection in his hand, and threw it into the air. Countless rain lines swept down, twisting the poetry collection to pieces on the spot. Shangguan Yuji sighed: "Yuji has been pondering for three years, but what I got is just a ridiculous paper, which is really ashamed and ashamed. After laughing at himself a few times, Shangguan Yuji bowed deeply to the girl again, and then slowly retreated back to the seat and knelt down.

The girl smiled indifferently, she looked at Shangguan Yuji and slowly bowed her head and said: "Childe Yuji must not be presumptuous, compared with three years ago, Childe's writing skills have greatly improved." Being able to take care of poetry while practicing the way of the sword in jīng, Gongzi is an extraordinary nickname. ”

got the girl's comment, Shangguan Yuji's white face immediately glowed with brilliance, and even the waist rod stopped.

With a chuckle, the girl shouted softly: "That son is a masterpiece, please serve it." If there is no poetry collection for Qianqian to comment, today rìqianqian will have to write a new topic, so that you can show your literary brilliance on the spot. Wonderful eyes swept towards the young people around, and the girl chuckled:

"As with the rules of previous years, if any son can finally win with poetry, after this poetry and painting meeting, he can travel with Qianqian for three rì. ”

This girl's cultivation is not low, although the force of a light drink is not great, but it also gently and leisurely spread for more than ten miles, and the officers and soldiers of the sailors on the many sentinel ships on the river can also hear it clearly, and they all unconsciously look over to the wooden platform. Naturally, Princess Yanle, who was galloping towards the side of Jiangxin Mutai on a ferry, also heard the girl's soft shout.

"Sneer" Princess Yanle chuckled, shook her head and sneered: "This old woman who can't get married in her twenties is playing that trick here again." Hmph, swim three rì together, and swim three rì with her jade qianqian, is it difficult to be a good head?

Over the years, there have been more men traveling with her, why don't you see her quickly pick one to marry?"

Standing cautiously behind Princess Yanle, Tuoba Wu Feng, whose eyes were just constantly glancing at Princess Yanle, didn't dare to talk, but carefully lowered his head, and his eyes couldn't leave the calf skirt of Princess Yanle.

Princess Yanle snorted coldly, and suddenly laughed sweetly, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Is it Sister Yu Qianqian in front? This poetry and painting meeting, why did you hold it for two days without notifying Zi Xuan? Sister Yu didn't bully people? Zi Xuan didn't follow, this time you must punish Sister for drinking three buckets of wine, Zi Xuan brought all the wine buckets!"

The jade palm flipped lightly, and with a belly of malice, Princess Yanle took out a purple gold rice bucket from the ring that was two circles larger than the white jade wine bucket used by Jing Ke to drink, and happily put it on her hand and lit it up. The face of Yu Qianping, who was sitting in the middle of the wooden platform, changed slightly, and her eyes stared at the purple gold rice bucket in the palm of Princess Yanle's palm, and her face suddenly became extremely ugly.

But soon Yu Qianqian adjusted her expression, she stood up and said softly with a cold face: "Qianqian welcomes the princess." The important task of inviting the princess, Qianqian handed over to Tuoba Gongzi, how did he get to this day and invited the princess over? This is no wonder Qianqian, if you want to blame, blame Tuoba Gongzi, these three buckets of good wine, Qianqian dare not understand it, or Tuoba Gongzi will do it for him?"

Tuoba Haofeng's face turned blue for a while, Princess Yanle's punishment wine, is it delicious? He took a few steps back silently, and when he raised his head, his face was already full of bright smiles, and he didn't take the topic of Yuqianqian, but just kept arching his hand to the many young people on the wooden platform.

Of the thousands of young men on the wooden platform, about one-third of them stood up and saluted deeply to Princess Yanle, saying that the princess was not the same. The other two-thirds of the young men were there, but they knelt on the ground, touched their foreheads deeply on the carpet, and bowed to the princess.

These people who only saluted the princess with their fists were the powerful sons of wealthy families, and they had the privilege of seeing the princess in an informal setting, and they did not have to bow down. The other young men were literati and scholars from the folk of Jidu, who were talented but not powerful, and had to pay homage as courtiers who had seen the monarch.

Glancing proudly at these bowed men, Princess Yanle just snorted lightly and coldly: "Get up, it's Miss Qianqian's poetry and painting meeting, no need to be polite." After the young men who had to salute her got up one after another, Princess Yanle floated up, crossed the water of Baizhang, and landed gently on the wooden platform. The eight ghost immortals supported Bai Zhu'er and set up a gust of yīn wind to bring the palace guards of the same boat over. Tuoba Haofeng shook his head slightly, he jumped up, clicked on the water a few times, and carefully stepped on the wooden platform.

As soon as Princess Yanle stepped onto the wooden platform, Yu Qianqian hurried up to greet her. The two were still seven or eight feet apart, so they opened their arms and greeted each other. Princess Yanle laughed and said, "Sister Yu, this is the fifth time that Zi Xuan has participated in your poetry and painting meeting, and you have held this party thirteen times, right?"

Yu Pingqian's face changed slightly, when she was fourteen years old, she moved Jidu with a painting and a poem, and the limelight quickly overshadowed her father and grandfather as the editor of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the name of a talented woman resounded all over the world. But when Princess Yanle pointed out that she had held this poetry and painting meeting thirteen times, she was just mocking her for being twenty-seven years old and not married.

Silver teeth clenched, and Yu Qiancao chuckled, "But isn't it?

As the years go by, Apple is about to grow old if she's not careful. I want to congratulate Her Royal Highness the princess on her achievement, she is already a human immortal, this face is not old, hundreds of years later, it should still be green chūn beauty, until that time, there must be countless young heroes who fall under the princess's skirt. ”

Princess Yanle laughed at Yu Qianqian's twenty-seven years old and not married, but Yu Qianqian did not show weakness and prayed that Princess Yanle would not be able to marry after hundreds of years. The expressions and attitudes of the two are as close as best friends, but there is a full smell of gunpowder between the words.

In the laughter, Princess Yanle and Yu Qianqian hugged each other heavily.

The small mouth was next to Yu Qianqian's ear, and Princess Yanle sneered in a low voice: "What move did Sister Yu come up with today to confuse people?"

Yu Qianqian whispered in Princess Yanle's ear and laughed: "Isn't my little princess worried that Sister Yu will snatch away all the young heroes around you?" Hehe, I heard that Tuoba Gongzi and the princess have had a close relationship in the past two years, if Sister Yu makes Tuoba Gongzi become her sister's admirer in two or three clicks, will my little princess be angry again?"

Princess Yanle pouted, and sneered indifferently: "Whoever you like to rob and rob, just Tuoba Wu Feng's kind of bastard thing, where will this palace see it?

Yu Qianqian's face changed, and then she quickly took a few steps back, and laughed softly: "Ladies and gentlemen, Princess Rì Yanle is here today, but I am lucky." Princess Yanle is not only cultivated for gain, but also a famous talented woman in our Dayan Dynasty, a stroke of ink painting of birds and beasts is wonderful in the world, why don't you let Princess Yanle paint a picture for us on the spot, how about it?"

Princess Yanle's face changed suddenly, and Yu Qianping squinted her eyes and laughed.