The third emperor of the Sui Dynasty

Chapter 160 Sword Dance

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year!

Heavy snow is flying, and the bitter north wind is wrapping the sky with frost and snow, covering the whole city of Ye!

The imperial garden of Shenwu Palace seems to be another piece of heaven and earth. The endless silver-clothed world is dotted with bright red dots, as if someone used the ground as cloth, snow as a curtain, and the color of blood to imitate a winter plum on this place. Snow map.

Looking carefully, the dots of bright red are reddish petals in pink, full of branches, swaying slightly in the wind, opening and closing like beautiful jade lips, whispering love in Ailang's ear.

There are not a few plum trees with petals, one by one, several vertical and horizontal, connected together, forming a sea of ​​flowers, almost confusing people's eyes, a layer of petals has accumulated on the snow, and the falling flowers are colorful, as if they are falling again. After a rain of flowers, it seems that it does not belong to this world.

After a year of hard work, Yang Tong decided to enjoy this Spring Festival holiday.To sum up last year's work, I feel pretty good. Not only won Bingzhou and half of Yongzhou, but also gained three more concubines. The one who made him most satisfied was Yang Tan. People are still alive, which is already a thousand blessings.

In fact, Yang Tong also knows that Yang Tan has no value to Wang Shichong, and life and death do not matter. If Yang Tan dies in his hands, Yang Tong will break with him out of emotion and reason. Situation of ambushes on all sides.Now it is undoubtedly a very cost-effective business to tie this secret alliance with a useless person. Old Wang is a shrewd businessman, and this account is calculated very carefully.

There was a light "ding", and just as Yang Tong was meditating, a sound of gold and daggers colliding came from the school grounds.

Under the watchful eyes of Yang Tong, Xiao Wu, and Wugou, Shui Tianji and Li Xiuning caught Wu Wu's swords against each other, and the two swords crossed in the air, making pleasant sounds.

Without any soundtrack, without any rhythm, two figures, one red and one white, fluttered in the snow...

Tianji in red is like a raging fire tumbling violently across the venue, and Xiuning in white is like a long rainbow piercing the sky in summer.

The swords flipped and took off in their slender hands, and the snowflakes danced dazzlingly on the bright sword body, sometimes as sharp as lightning, and sometimes dancing lightly.The heroic figure flutters in the clothes, the slender waist is flexible and vigorous when turning and moving, and the two figures, one red and one white, move forward and backward, which is too beautiful to behold!
The astonishing sword wind chopped all the fallen pistils into pieces, and the sky filled with petals fluttered around.

"Husband, look at the sword!"

Suddenly, the two sisters looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and with a flash of their long swords, they rushed towards Yang Yu like two clever swallows, and the two bright and shining sword shadows pierced Yang Yu's throat and chest!
"Ah..." Wugou's face turned pale with fright, but Yang Tong, who was watching the battle, remained motionless. When two long swords passed by, he opened his arms and embraced two roses with thorns in his arms.

"Husband, why don't you dodge?"

Tianji didn't hush or pant, her snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed with blush, her big eyes were sparkling, and she was full of delicacy in her purity.

"You sisters have sword intent, but no murderous intent. Why should I hide? It's unnecessary."

Xiu Ning put her arms around his neck and said coquettishly: "If my third sister and I can't draw back the sword in time, why don't we become widows?"

Yang Tong smiled: "Don't worry! If you miss, you won't be able to stab me."

Li Xiuning said disdainfully: "Bragging!"

Yang Tong kissed one on the left and one on the right, and triumphantly embraced the two soft and slender waists, and sat down in the pavilion.

"Husband, the two younger sisters dance so well, why don't you compose a poem impromptu?" Wugou looked at Yang Tong expectantly, the husband and wife hugging in front of the sisters had already made her numb, or she was used to it , so it is also immune to pictures that are not suitable for children.Even Wugou with a gentle face is like this, let alone the other three.

It has to be said that habit is a terrible emotion.

This is taking advantage, it becomes natural to take advantage of it, not only the person who takes advantage of it gets used to it, but also the person who is taken advantage of and the people who watch it get used to it over time.

"Today, there are two concubines, Wu Li, who wield their swords in all directions. The viewers are like mountains and depressed, and the heaven and earth are low for a long time. Yao is like Yi, shooting nine sunsets, flying like a group of emperors and dragons. Coming like thunder, absorbing anger, Let it be as if the river and the sea condense into a clear light..."

"Nice poem!"

Xiao Wu, Wugou and Xiuning all praised at the same time.

Most of the poems in this period are slender in structure and sculpture, with all their bones lost and vigorous.

However, Yang Tong's poems are unique!
His poems seldom pile up rhetoric in pursuit of beauty, and often show a magnificent picture scroll with simple and plain words, such as the one in front of us!

Seemingly simple and straightforward, it is a sentence that a child can write with a pen, but it is majestic, majestic, broad-minded, strong but not vain, but can be moistened, carved but not broken but firm when pressed!
This one is gorgeous but not flashy, and the layout is not rigid.The opening and closing of the random environment, the ups and downs of thoughts, and the changes of language syllables.The whole poem does not lose the beauty of vigor and completeness, but also has the skill of making sentences with words.Although the length is not too long, it is quite inclusive.

Looking at the lazy husband, her beautiful eyes are full of admiration and love.

Yang Tong chuckled, Wen Chaogong was indeed a magic tool for picking up girls in ancient times, even Xiao Wu, Wugou, Tianji, and Xiuning were not immune...

"This is poetry! It's good that my husband is educated, so he can come when he opens his mouth." Shui Tianji looked adoring. She is the one with the lowest level of education among the four girls.

"Of course, I don't even look at who I am." Yang Tong poked his nose up, "I am proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, to all kinds of poetry and songs. It's here!"

"The more you talk, the less serious you are! You don't look like a prince at all!" Xiao Wu gave Yang Tong a reproachful look.

"Husband, what's the name of this poem?" Wugou raised his head and asked after finishing writing.

"Uh, the title of the poem is the most difficult to pick, whatever you want!"

Wugou thought for a while, and said, "How about "Watching Sword Dance"?"

"Very good!" Yang Tong clapped his hands, this name is ten thousand times better than the one he wants to change to "Guan Shui Aunt Li Dances with Swords".

"It's my husband's poetry!" Wugou said modestly.

"Yeah." Yang Tong nodded honestly, and suddenly moved close to Wugou's ear, and said in a low voice, "Guanyin maidservant... I'll go to your room to study '24 Moonlight Night at the Bridge, Where Can the Jade Man Teach?" Blowjob' good or bad?"

Wugou immediately blushed and felt extremely shy, and suddenly remembered the scene when the house was consummated... Gritting his teeth, he cursed bitterly: "You're a pervert! You're a disciple!"...

Although the other three women didn't know what the meaning of "Where does the jade man teach me to play the xiao on a moonlit night at the 24th Bridge" meant, but from Wugou's shy appearance and the meaning in the words, they immediately thought of her husband's various fancy poses.

In the past, Xiao Wu, Wugou, and Tianji thought that Yang Tong was a powerful king who loved the country and disliked beauties, but after that, they came to a conclusion. It's not that Yang Tong doesn't like beauties. Is there a man who doesn't like beauties?What's more, he still possesses it legally, and everything is just because he is too busy. Every day is Chaotian Temple, Chaoyang Temple, and Chaohui Temple.It's probably because of this reason that he seldom messes with women, but once he has some free time, he will be a life-threatening toss to the sisters. All kinds of shameful poses are breathtaking. Compared with his moves, the erotic pictures , which is nothing short of rubbish.In this respect, Yang Tong is definitely the mentor of the four of them.

The Spring Festival holiday is over in a flash, yes!

Just five days, uh, five and a half days and it's gone.

Because the Turks have undergone great changes.

(End of this chapter)