I can't fix the system

Chapter 8 008, The Taste of a Talented Woman
Copying is a must, even if Tang Ping can do it himself.

But which one to copy?

To be honest, only the Luoshen Fu can be regarded as an eternal masterpiece when it comes to writing about women, and it is very difficult to find another one that surpasses it.

If you copy an ordinary one, it may be difficult to impress a talented woman like Cai Wenji.

The more famous poems and songs in this era are the three fathers and sons of Cao Cao.

But the poems of Cao Cao's three fathers and sons are not remembered by the great talents of Tang Dynasty.

Short songs, long songs, seven-step poems and the like are not suitable for the scene in front of you.

It's true that when the text is copied, there is less hatred, but fortunately Tang Ping still has some goods,

He also memorized the top ten ancient Fu.

Among them, Qiulan Fuzheng and the woman in front of her.

The woman in front of her is exactly a Qiulan plant. Comparing it to Qiulan, she must be able to conquer it.

Tang Ping's embarrassing ecology suddenly calmed down: "Madam said, is it true?"

Cai Wenji said resolutely: "Once a word is spoken, it is hard to chase after it. Although I am a woman, I know that I will keep my word, and I will definitely not break my word."

Tang Ping said with a smile: "In that case, Ma'am, listen carefully."

The autumn forest is empty and the herbs are gone, if there is fragrance, the forest will come.

Now that Xiao Man wears the skirt, it is dense and lingering around the nose.

Although the pulse is heard from afar, I feel unique and unique.

I'm surprised, it's Nai Fanglan, it's not the right time, I'd rather not know the cold?

Yu Yan stepped on the orchid, followed the orchid pool, put on a few calyx, and looked for it.

Sure enough, Lan said that a certain person was in Sri Lanka.

After half a year of thanks, I still have a whole branch.

Crying Lumian is waiting, and those who are happy to collect come late.

If you don't touch it because of the wind, even if you are a secluded person, you still don't know it.

So the Xiaozhai of the scorpion was placed in the bright window.In the morning and right, in the evening and double.

Considering that the frost is thick and the leaves are thin, the party is lonely and fragrant and thin, the wind and shadow are forceful, and the heart is chilling and guilty.

Naifuyu placed it a few times and covered it with a golden screen.

Although you have time to go in and out, you must draw the curtain and sniff three times.

Who knows that a flower with only seven flowers blooms for a hundred days.

Withered after the evening scene, including Zhang Zhenji.

The dew is cold but not sunny, the stem is strong but hard to break; the petals are condensed to last forever, the fragrance is light but the taste is pleasant.

Shang Biao lost his prestige, and Liang Yue added luster to it.The primate who keeps a fringe comforts the bleak half of his life.

I don't realize that my heart is covered, and I am affectionate.Analysis of Pei Biaojie, a lonely place to bathe in soup.Relying on the empty valley to flow thoughts, quiet the organ without saying a word.

The song said: Autumn geese return to the sky, and autumn river stops.Orchid alone is not the case, the fragrance is much more.Autumn and autumn, how will it be like orchids!

After Tang Ping finished reciting a Qiulan Fu, Cai Wenji was stunned.

I couldn't help muttering to myself: "Autumn is autumn, how will it be like orchid!"

There is one thing to say, although this Qiulan Fu is not well-known, it is an excellent weapon for flirting with girls.

And especially when used against women, it is a deadly nuclear weapon.

Cai Wenji herself is a widow, and she can empathize with the orchid described in the Fu.

When she regained her senses and looked at Tang Ping again, she couldn't help but stare in her eyes.

She didn't expect that Lu Bu, a skilled warrior, would be able to recite such supernatural poems, which directly overturned Lu Bu's image in her heart.

She couldn't help asking, "My husband has such a great talent, why doesn't his reputation show up?"

Tang Ping couldn't help but sneered when he heard the words: "Poems and songs are just for cultivating one's temperament and sentiment. What's the benefit to the great affairs of the family and the country? If you don't care about it, a man should lift a three-foot sword to make an indelible contribution."

To be honest, this was indeed Tang Ping's inner thoughts.

Poems and songs are good for cultivating temperament, but if you want to govern the country and the world, you still have to rely on technology and hard work.

Empty talk harms the country, but hard work rejuvenates the country.

Those who engage in these poems and songs every day might as well plant a few acres of land to benefit the country.

Of course, this is not to say that the existence of poems and songs is not beneficial.

Nature also has their uses. To educate the world and express emotions, nature still needs them.

Although Cai Wenji likes the literati brought by Gao Guanbo, she can't help being overwhelmed by Tang Ping's masculine ambition.

It's really a man.

Marrying such a great man, being a concubine for him is not considered humiliating.

At this time, Cai Wenji finally let go of the grievances in her heart, and began to fall in love with Tang Ping.

Tang Ping was just acting out of the situation just now, he had a fart ambition.

Xianyuping's ambition is to wake up and eat delicious food from all over the world, sleep on the knees of beauties, and other grand plans and hegemony are just floating clouds.

Tang Ping saw that Cai Wenji's face was full of peach blossoms at this time, and his eyes were full of fascination.

Knowing that the heat has come, it is time to eat flowers.

General Ben picked this orchid in the empty valley.

"Madam, it's late at night, how about we discuss the mystery of Dongxuanzi's 36-style?"

Cai Wenji blushed, but it was hard to refuse, because she had already promised.

Fortunately, Cai Wenji is not a virgin, but a remarried daughter, and the study of Dongxuanzi's 36 styles is at the right time.

If he was a virgin, Tang Ping would never do this.

Too beastly.

Tang Ping is a person who cherishes flowers.

Cai Wenji murmured: "Husband, I have not been exposed to rain and dew for a long time, so please take pity on me."

Tang Ping smiled: "Madam, don't worry, I have my own means for my husband."

All that said, the two fit together.

As the saying goes, if you don’t bring an umbrella in the rain at night, the rain will smash the plantains.

Needless to say, it was a romantic night, anyway, Cai Wenji didn't get up the next morning.

Tang Ping, on the other hand, walked out of the room while leaning on the wall.

This meant that Tang Ping possessed the body of Lu Bu, the number one fierce general in the world, otherwise, he might have surrendered to the opponent.

Fortunately, I finally conquered this orchid-like woman, and I don't need to tell outsiders the taste of it.

In the following time, Tang Ping dealt with the three daughters of Wei, Diao Chan, and Cai Wenji.

Although the Wei family is not as beautiful as Diao Chan and Cai Wenji, it is still a good choice.

In addition, Tang Ping, as a Duan Shui master, naturally needs to soak in the rain and dew, which makes Tang Ping want to get some ginseng and deer antler to supplement it these days.

How about sending someone to ask Gongsun Zan for some ginseng, anyway, this guy occupies a vast territory in Youbeiping and Youzhou, so getting some ginseng is almost easy.

The big deal is to give him more officials, anyway, the official position is already worthless now.

It's just that before Tang Ping sent people out, Wang Yun sent people to look for them.

On the surface, it was to invite Lu Bu, a cheap son-in-law, to come to the house to renew their friendship, but Tang Ping had already guessed the real intention.

Mostly, the plan has been made, the notification to do it and the agreement on the follow-up matters have been made.

Tang Ping couldn't help cheering up. Damn it, these old bastards are finally ready. If they don't, my waist will almost break.

If there is any hesitation, go to the banquet.

(End of this chapter)