romantic flower

() With Wang Su's smile, the charming girl's appearance obviously does not match the usual heroic and savage image, it lacks masculinity and more girlish innocence.

After laughing, it seemed that he realized that he had lost his composure, so Wang Su restrained his flowery smile, turned around and left.While Lao Fan sent Wang Su away respectfully, he looked at the gentle curve of Wang Su's mouth with rare interest.Lao Fan has been in the Wang family for many years, watching Wang Su grow up, even this manly lady has always been tough on the outside and soft on the inside, but it is the first time he has seen her look like a little girl.

Song Yi was still dealing with the old horse, and there were screams from time to time.

Lao Fan turned his head to look at Song Yi's miserable state, and a flash of Jing flashed quickly in his cloudy eyes.

Master Ning was somewhat disappointed. Entrusting Jiang Cheng, who had a good relationship with Wang Su, to invite that member of the Wang family to participate in a poetry meeting was originally an act of humility for a virtuous servant, but who knew that Jiang Cheng was a The strange face brought a message of rejection.There is some disappointment, but more curiosity. <Sky and autumn are probably the favorite seasons of literati. Most of the literati will mourn spring and autumn, and then there will be various poems handed down from generation to generation.

This autumn, before the selection of the oiran, there will be a poetry meeting held on the Tianzihao painting boat by the Liang River. Of course, it is also to create momentum for the selection of the oiran.In terms of gentleness and chess, Du Qingyan of Mingyue Tower is a well-deserved leader of Bianzhou; in terms of sleek calligraphy and painting, Ning Shishi's lower script with a curvaceous head is gorgeous in Bianzhou; the world.

Tianzihao painting boat celebrity fate.The boats are four to six feet wide and long. The carved beams and painted buildings are like mansions.Today's host is Dou Langya, the second son of Zhizhou, so Dou Wei has the opportunity to show off his prestige and invite Ning Shishi to go on a painting boat to exchange and reward each other.In fact, Dou Langya, as the host, invited Miss Huang Ying from Man Tingfang, and it was also for Miss Huang Ying, others have already known.Of course Master Ning knew about this.

But Ning Shishi has his own calculations.Now that Du Qingyan has disappeared from the third building in Bianzhou City, only myself and Huang Ying have the best chance of winning the oiran. I heard that a soft and boneless girl who can dance like a cartilage has recently appeared in the flower shop in the city. As Zhu Xiaoxiao, she became famous, but Ning Shishi reckoned that the signboard of Huahua Fang didn't even have the qualifications to shake the bright moon, so Huang Ying was the only opponent in her eyes.

Dou Langya invited Huang Ying, and Dou Wei invited himself. If he didn't go, he might have lost a chance to show his face, and people might secretly feel that he was timid.So Ning Shishi decided to go on a boat with Huang Ying.Even if Huang Ying is the protagonist, so what, after all, the only person admiring Huang Ying is Dou Langya, the host of this painting boat today. Perhaps with his talent and appearance, he may not be able to gain some popularity.

In the middle of the brothel, if there are no bones left that don't want to be eaten, then some shrewd scheming is indispensable. Obviously Ning Shishi's scheming is quite shrewd and tactful, the only thing that made her a little disappointed was that she wanted to invite that The mysterious talent named Song Yi helped him out and won some applause on this occasion, but who would have thought that the servant would reject him.

On the painting boat, there are laughter and laughter, beauties like jade, wine with the fragrance of rouge, and beauties singing and dancing to help poetry.

At this moment, Song Yi came up to Lao Fan proudly. Under his crotch was a submissive old ugly horse that seemed a little discouraged.

"Old Fan! See, this animal has been tamed by me after all, now you should teach me horsemanship?" Song Yi's face was still bruised and swollen, but his expression was full of energy.

Lao Fan looked at the condescending Song Yi with a high expression on his face and laughed, "Xiao Song, haven't you already learned how to ride a horse? What else do you want to ask me?"

Song Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then said dissatisfied, "Old Fan, are you talking too much? I just tamed this old and ugly horse. What does this have to do with equestrianism? Don't think that I don't know advanced horsemanship. You don’t even need saddles and stirrups in equestrian skills, and you don’t even need to teach me the skills of driving a carriage!”

After listening to Song Yi's resentful and dissatisfied protest, Lao Fan signaled Song Yi to come down.

Song Yi jumped off the horse suspiciously.

"Do you know now? What are the essentials to ride a horse steadily no matter how bumpy it is?" Lao Fan asked.

Song Yi pondered for a while and then replied, "Tame it and make it obedient; keep your body posture and lean forward slightly when the horse is running, so that you can stabilize it without being jolted down. And... there is no Feed it!"

After Song Yi finished speaking, Lao Fan shook his head disapprovingly, and then said, "What you said just now is the real horse riding skills, which are far from equestrian skills. Real equestrian skills are taming it from time to time, but Communicate with it. As the saying goes, an old horse knows its way, and a horse is a spiritual beast. If you want to have a good communication and relationship with a horse, you must know its habits and thoughts, and let it get used to you Only when you have done this can you truly say that you have mastered equestrianism. Do you know why famous generals in ancient times have always had mounts that accompanied their entire military career? Once the mount died, the general would cry. It is because good horses are hard to find , a good steed that can communicate with me for decades is even more lost and never regained!"

Speaking of equestrianism, Lao Fan had a rather solemn attitude. Song Yi listened with gusto, and had some insights in his heart, and then smiled at Lao Fan and said, "Hey! Lao Fan, you have said so much, why don't you demonstrate Come on, let me see what is called equestrianism?"

"I'm old, I can't run anymore, and even horses will despise me." Lao Fan sighed alone, with deep traces of vicissitudes.

"Just let me open my eyes, at worst, I'll wash your horse's ass a few more times in the future!" Song Yi said, patting the horse.

"Really?" Lao Fan swept away the vicissitudes in his eyes, and the light suddenly appeared.

"If a good man says his word, the horses in the entire stable will be hard to chase!" Song Yi smiled and patted his chest.Then he saw Lao Fan hesitate and asked, "Which horse do you want me to ride?"

Song Yi originally wanted Lao Fan to ride the strongest and strongest black horse without a saddle in the circle, but after thinking that Lao Fan had been watching himself wrestling and laughing, he suddenly felt mischievous and pointed at him. The old horse beside him said, "This one!"

Lao Fan gave Song Yi a playful look, and then began to remove the saddle, stirrup, muzzle and other tools from the ugly horse. Song Yi looked at Lao Fan with a serious look in surprise.

After a while, the old horse had lost all restraints like a wild horse.

Song Yi saw that Lao Fan touched the old horse's ugly dysentery, and then stroked the old horse's chin softly, straightening out the mane that was covered with tools all over its body, and then with a vigor that surprised Song Yi Get on the horse.

He is old, but his appearance reveals a chic appearance.

Song Yi secretly praised, it was much better than pulling the saddle on the horse's back by himself.

"Hey!!" All of a sudden, I heard Lao Fan yell out in a vigorous voice.

Song Yi suddenly widened his eyes, and couldn't believe his eyes.I saw that the old horse, which was still expressionless before, rushed out like a sharp arrow off the string under Lao Fan's shouting, the horse's hooves were flying, and the sound of dripping hooves came like raindrops. Rhythmic rhyme.

The old horse was galloping like a cloud, but the aged Fan was like a vigorous son-in-law. He lowered his body and leaned forward slightly like a tiger or leopard lurking in front of him, with a brave and unruly aura.

Song Yi cheered loudly, watching Lao Fan make various movements on the back of the old horse that had lost all restraints and galloped wildly. He even occasionally got off the horse sideways, with his hands just clasping the horse's back, and then he flung himself and jumped onto the horse's back .

In one go, chic and uninhibited.

The old man's ambition is a thousand miles away, and the martyr's ambition is endless in his old age.Song Yi finally saw such a shocking scene alive, and secretly made up his mind that he must learn such a chic equestrian skill from Lao Fan.

"Huh?! Is Lao Fan teaching you horsemanship in person?" At some point, Wang Su appeared beside him in a suit of scholar's attire, and looked at Lao Fan who was riding a horse with surprise in his eyes. Song Yi asked.

Old Fan saw Wang Su approaching from a distance between his horses, and he had already slowed down his horse speed and ran towards this side.

"That's right, Lao Fan is really hiding something! Is the lady here to ride a horse?" Song Yi said with radiance in his eyes, and then asked Wang Su.

"No, I'm here to find you, and I'm going to participate in the Boat Painting and Poetry Club with me." Wang Su shook his head and said.

"Did you refuse the invitation of that teacher from time to time last time? Why do you still want to go?" Song Yi looked a little reluctant, and with the bruised nose and swollen face, Wang Su almost couldn't help but laugh again with his unlucky look.

Wang Su held back his smile, and said habitually, "You were invited by someone else last time, but you declined! But this time, Miss Ben is going to attend, and you will go with me as my nurse. Do you still dare to refuse?"

"Don't dare!" Song Yi replied.

"That's about the same, go and change your clothes, we're going now." Wang Su turned his head and left after he finished speaking. When he turned his head, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!

Song Yi changed into clean and plain servant clothes, followed Wang Su to the bank of the Liang River, and headed for the biggest painting boat, and the sound of laughter and singing wafted over from afar.Song Yi couldn't help being curious about the colorful boats on the banks of the Liang River with lanterns on during the day. Is this the same as the banks of the Qinhuai River that he knew in his previous life?

The closer he got to the biggest painting boat, the laughter of women and the voice of gifted scholars reciting poems became more and more clear to his ears. Song Yi suddenly thought, could it be that Zhao Jianzhi would also be on that painting boat?