Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Wen Xian suddenly noticed someone outside the door, turned her head and saw that it was Xu Zizhen, her cheeks flushed immediately, she hurriedly took off the painting, and shouted in embarrassment and annoyance: "What are you doing here?"

Xu Zizhen sighed softly, walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and took the painting from behind Wen Xian, without saying a word, he spread the painting on the table, looked left and right, and looked around from a brazier in the room. He picked out a piece of coke, thought for a moment, and started to write on the painting.

——Meeting without saying a word, a hibiscus blooms in the autumn rain.A little dizzy red tide, slanting, the girl's heart is only phoenix.Waiting for the general to call in a low voice, just to condense his love and fear others will see him.Wanting to appeal to You Huai, I turned around and knocked on Yuchai.

Xu Zizhen's brush writing is bad, but his hard-tipped pen writing is good. These few crosses are written vigorously and forcefully through the back of the paper, but there is an indelible tenderness between the lines. After he finished writing the last stroke, he threw away the coke and smiled With a smile, she looked at Wen Xian and said softly: "This is officially completed, and it also solves a knot in my heart." After speaking, he handed the painting to Wen Xian.

Wen Xian stared blankly at the poem on the painting, her eyes gradually turned red, her longing for the past few months was finally released at this moment, she snatched the scroll, biting her red lips and looking at Xu Zizhen, both Xingzhu couldn't stop crying: "Xu Zizhen, did I owe you something in my previous life, and you want to bully me like this in this life!"

Xu Zizhen only felt distressed for a while, and couldn't care less about it anymore. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her catkin, gently wiped the tears on Wen Xian's cheek with the other hand, and sighed softly: "Miss, I'm just a reckless man, a Fanatic, why do you treat me like this, it's not worth it."

Wen Xian could only feel the warmth of Xu Zizhen's big hand coming from her fingertips, coupled with that soft sigh and whisper, almost melted her heart, but she couldn't hold back anymore, and threw herself into his arms. He hugged him tightly with both hands, crying over and over again: "Xu Zizhen, you are hateful! You are hateful..."

Xu Zizhen hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and hugged his hands up, and said softly: "Xian'er, I am a fugitive who was chased, and besides, the Xixia army is just outside the customs, so no matter how much I like you at this moment, how can I love you?" Can you open your mouth?"

"Xian'er" made Wen Xian blush, her ears were red and her heart was beating endlessly. She was originally cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and usually she was frosty in appearance, arrogant and glamorous, all of them were just tools to disguise herself, but now she was suddenly Xu Zizhen's simple words and those tender words were shattered, and his love burst out like a volcanic eruption.

She raised her head suddenly, looked into Xu Zizhen's eyes and said seriously: "So what about the fugitives? What about the Xixia army? I only know that you are a strange man in the world, so what do other things have to do with me?"

Xu Zizhen was stunned, seeing the determination in Wen Xian's eyes, his chest was full of pride, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Haha! If you are willing to die, I will be willing to bury you! When I drive the Xixia people back, I will ask your father to propose marriage!* **, I don't believe it anymore, who the hell dares to stop me from marrying a wife!"

"Hey..." Wen Xian's pretty face was already flushed with shame, and she buried her head deeply in Xu Zizhen's arms. At this time, she still didn't look like an iceberg beauty, she was clearly just a little girl who fell in love .

Xu Zizhen's heart was burning hot, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently lift Wen Xian's chin. His eyes were so hot that they almost sparked, but Wen Xian's eyes were already blurred. Seeing Xu Zizhen's lips getting closer, she slowly closed them. Eyes, looked up to meet up.

"Cough...Miss!"

Seeing that the two pairs of lips were about to be glued together, but at this moment, there was a light cough from outside the door, Wen Xian was sober as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, and she hurriedly broke free from Xu Zizhen's embrace, reluctantly He calmed down and asked, "Who?"

A dark green voice came from outside the door: "Miss, master asked me to call you and Xu...call you over."

Wen Xian glanced at Xu Zizhen secretly, and replied, "Understood, I'll go over now."

"Yes!" There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, accompanied by dark green muttering, "I don't know where Xu Zizhen went, the master is still looking for him..."

Wen Xian suppressed her smile and said to Xu Zizhen, "Father also told you to come over."

Seeing that the little mouth was about to kiss, but it was destroyed by the dark green, Xu Zizhen felt itchy in his heart with hatred, and deliberately said with a straight face: "Little girl spoiled my good deeds, I think her ass is itchy, and I don't feel comfortable if I don't beat her!"

Wen Xian's face, which had finally recovered with difficulty, turned red again, and she couldn't help saying angrily, "You still say it!"

Xu Zizhen laughed: "Okay, don't talk, don't talk, let's continue when there is no one around?" He winked at her while talking.

Wen Xian ignored him again, ran to the door with a blushing face, took a deep breath, opened the door after the blush on her face faded, took a step to look around, turned her head and whispered to Xu Zizhen: "The door is open!" There's no one out there, come out."

Xu Zizhen felt that she was like a thief, so he couldn't help laughing, but he still walked out the door quickly. These days, a girl's reputation is more important than anything else. It doesn't matter if he is thick-skinned, but Wen Xian can't afford to lose it. this person.

The two came to the inner hall one after the other. Wen Chengyan sat upright, his face as deep as water, as if he was thinking about something. Shui Liuli sat quietly beside him, lowering his eyebrows and keeping silent. When he saw Xu Zizhen coming, Wen Chengyan just Zhanyan smiled, pointed to the side and said, "Zizhen, sit down and talk."

Xu Zizhen was also polite, and sat down next to Shui Liuli, and asked, "What is your lord looking for me?"

Wen Chengyan's expression became solemn again in an instant, and he said in a deep voice: "Miss Shui just brought a message that the Sanjuetang in Xixia will send people to assassinate me."

Xu Zizhen was startled: "San Jue Tang? What the hell?"

Shui Liuli opened his eyes, and then answered: "Sanjuetang is a well-known organization in Xixia, mainly focusing on intelligence and assassination. The meaning of the three extremes of work."

Wen Chengyan went on to say: "The Xixia attack on our Lanzhou is bound to win. If I assassinate this official at this time, it will definitely greatly improve the morale of the Xixia army, while the morale of our Song defenders will plummet."

Xu Zizhen jumped up against the case and said angrily: "This is too fucking shameless, you still play these dirty tricks in war?"

Shui Liuli said indifferently: "As long as you can win this battle, what's wrong with dirty tricks?"

Xu Zizhen looked at her and said, "Then let's find someone to kill their general? Killing the general is not enough, so we can kill their emperor and treat him in the same way!"

Shui Liuli shook her head and said, "Sanjuetang's intelligence spying is far beyond that of my Great Song Dynasty. They can find out where Mr. Wen is, but we don't know anything about Xixia."

Xu Zizhen wanted to say more, Wen Chengyan waved his hands and smiled: "He just came, I am not afraid of him, it's just... Zizhen, I came here to ask you for something, and you have been here recently By Xian'er's side, take care of her more for me."

"Ah? I'll take care of the eldest lady?" Xu Zizhen couldn't help being a little dumbfounded. Did this old Wen see something? Why does he feel a bit like a chicken handed over to a weasel?