ruffian mixed in ancient times

Chapter 429 "Embroidered Boudoir Picking Needles"

Ah Zhen, with his hands behind his back, came out of the temple and happily walked down the bustling stone steps, followed by Huanyue and Li Nengwu. Angry and loving.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

Just as they were walking down the stone steps, a high praise suddenly sounded.

Suspicious Ah Zhen searched among the crowd, and soon he found someone he liked not far away.

I saw several thatched pavilions standing beside the river outside the temple, and there were no empty seats in the thatched pavilions, surrounded by a large group of young men. The words of praise just now came from one of these several thatched pavilions.

"Look and go." Curious about how good the poem is, he happily strode towards the grass pavilion.

Li Nengwu was expressionless, but Huanyue rolled his eyes, glanced lightly at the people splashing ink in the grass pavilion, and reluctantly followed the footsteps of the old man in front to approach.

"Young master Fei's talent and learning are not as good as my younger brother's." A dog-legged young man in the grass pavilion was praising a young man with a pen in his hand.

Ah Zhen, who had just arrived, saw this scene, raised his eyebrows interestingly, and looked at the six young people in the pavilion, wondering what kind of good poem could make these five people praise this young man so strongly.

Uninvited, he had a super thick skin and politely saluted the six people with his hands on his chest. "How are you guys?"

Seeing a stranger coming, the six people who were in a high-spirited atmosphere touched their bodies very politely and said: "I made you laugh."

"Yeah." Seeing their gentleness and politeness, he cleared their doubts and said: "Just now I heard you shouting about good poems, and I was curious for a while, I don't know"

The inexplicable six people were all relieved when they heard this.

"You made me laugh." The man named Fei Shao didn't hide at all, and took out the poem he wrote just now from the wooden table.

When Ah Zhen saw the black words on the paper, he took the hand with a smile, and read softly: "Heng'e drinks carefully to break the city of sorrow, and drunk the pot under the curtain. The winding path is slightly condensed, and Chen Gong laughs and enjoys himself. "

The six people listened to him lightly, and nodded in satisfaction, feeling very happy.

A bead of sweat rolled down Ah Zhen's forehead after finishing the chanting. He didn't know what the poem was about, but the six people in front were so angry that they were tongue-tied for a while.

"Huanyue, how do you feel?"

Huanyue, who had been silent all the time, scolded Lin Azhen in her heart, and replied in amazement: "Uh! It reads smoothly, and the artistic conception, uh! It's not bad, not bad." I don't know what to say.

The happy six people, seeing the uncle in front of him questioning the girl behind him, all turned their anxious heads to Huanyue.Seeing this, everyone was astonished like a fairy, their pupils opened wide, and they forgot what year it was.

Seeing the six of them staring at Huanyue dumbfounded, Ah Zhen showed a sly smile, "My friends, although my maidservant is only twenty-eight years old, she is talented and talented."

The six people who stared deeply at Huanyue nodded in a daze, unable to turn their eyes away, all three souls and seven souls were hooked.

Seeing the six elders staring at her, Huanyue wished to trample Lin Ahzhen to death, but her face was still shy, standing respectfully silently, and her little face was still blushing.

Ah Zhen, who was successfully framed, opened his mouth wide and turned around to look at Huan Yue, who was pretending to be shy with his little head hanging down.The mood is even happier, I didn't expect that playing tricks on this double-faced person would make him feel so good.

"Huanyue, I haven't seen the six uncles soon."

"Yes." After answering in a soft voice, she stepped forward lightly, caressed her body and bowed at ninety degrees: "My maidservant has seen the six uncles."

"Get up quickly, don't have to do this, don't have to do this." The six people who came back to their senses panicked, wanted to help but were afraid of being abrupt, and they were all in a hurry.

Seeing this scene, Ah Zhen smiled even more happily. He even saw Huanyue secretly glaring at him for a long time, not letting her feel at ease at all, and said with the corners of his mouth upturned: "Huanyue has learned as much as Haoyu. How about some grandpas having fun, writing a poem?"

"Master, slaves don't know how to do it." She was humbled and suddenly had the urge to kill someone.

"Modity is a virtue, but like Huanyue, that's hypocrisy." He opened his mouth, how could he spare her.

Taking a deep breath, Huanyue raised her small face, and asked softly, wanting to strangle him to death: "Master must let the slaves do it?"

"must."

"Okay." After Ying turned around and looked at the six people in front of him, he said without thinking: "The literati Penglai has lived in Jiuzhou, and he has been in the rivers and lakes for countless times. The sorrow of the cricket is the spring and autumn, and the national dream of drinking, dancing and singing. Bone marrow Only when it is withered is it withered, and the sable fur is covered with dust and pink makeup. I wake up from a dream and read all over the place, and then travel around to learn and return to the public."

As soon as she finished her poem, Ah Zhenli opened her big mouth to her ears, and looked at the humble Huanyue in front of her with interest. He is really talented, and he doesn't use dirty words when he hurts others.

Although they didn't quite understand the meaning of her poem, the dumbfounded six people could more or less hear the implication, and for a moment, none of them dared to look at Huanyue again.

"Bold." One of the six extremely shy people jumped out, pointed at Huanyue and reprimanded loudly, "Do you know who we are?"

Huanyue, who was scolded, lowered her head, stepped back slightly, and talked to them lazily.I just sighed in my heart, and there are some ignorant young masters, no matter what, can they compare with the previous uncle Ah Zhen?
"Oh." Listening to them asking who they are, Ah Zhen raised his eyebrows and asked in panic: "I don't know who they are?"

"Hmph." Seeing his slanderous look, the young man raised his head arrogantly.

Just when he was about to announce his family name loudly, it was the young master Fei who called out, "Tongming, forget it, let's go."

"Master Fei..." the person named Tong Ming frowned, not knowing why he had to compromise so much.

After calling out his friends, Young Master Fei made a deep bow to Ah Zhen, then turned around and bowed ninety degrees to Huanyue, saying: "The talent of a girl is like an eagle soaring through the universe. Never blame."

Huanyue, who lowered her head, saw that he was gentle and polite, raised her head in surprise, stroked her hand and said: "Your lowly servant, please don't take it to heart."

"Where, I don't know where the girl's immortal home is." After asking, I will try my best to learn it from now on, and I will write another poem in the future. I beg the girl to give some criticism."

"This..." Huanyue didn't know whether to say it or not, so she carefully looked at Ah Zhen in front of her.

Make crush?
The funny Ah Zhen watched them go back and forth, and finally saw Huanyue dumbfounded, and smiled at Fei Shao who had a crush on her: "Huanyue is a slave in Hua Mulan Academy, you want to write a poem and ask her for advice." , Go to Hua Mulan Academy and ask and you will know."

Hearing Hua Mulan Academy, the six people in front were shocked, and after looking at each other in blank dismay, they dared not make a sound.

Young Master Fei himself did not expect that this beautiful girl came from Hua Mulan Academy, no wonder she is superior in both temperament and talent, so he quickly bowed down and praised: "So the girl is from Hua Mulan Academy, no wonder, no wonder."

Huanyue couldn't believe that Lin Azhen in front of her had really betrayed her, and her teeth were itching with anger, but the young master Fei in front was so humble, and hurriedly replied in panic: "Master, you are ashamed of your maidservant."

Overjoyed, Young Master Fei bowed politely again, "Young lady will meet later."

"Master, go slowly."

Reluctantly, Young Master Fei glanced at the Jinglan girl again, and after bowing to Ah Zhen, he walked out of the grass pavilion with the other five people, and soon these six figures disappeared into the crowd.

Seeing that the group of people had left, Ah Zhen walked up to Huanyue, looked at her with her head bowed, and said with a smile: "Guan Guan Suijiu, in the river island. My fair lady, a gentleman is so good."

He sighed silently, raised his head lightly, and stared fiercely at the man who plotted against her with the angry eyes inlaid on his small face. Even though neither of them wanted to admit it, she was always his. This man is so smart, it is impossible not to Knowing this simple truth, what exactly does he want?
After wandering around, Huanyue breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to the mansion, and fled behind Qingqingfu as if being chased by someone. The happy Ah Zhen saw her hurried figure, the corners of her mouth raised happily, and she held her hands behind her back. Stepped into the main courtyard.

Very idle, very idle, Ah Zhen, who is full and waiting to die, is like an obedient little daughter-in-law, obediently staying at home to look after wives and goddaughters, and sending all wives out in the morning, and then he just strolls here and plays there.Or listen to books in teahouses, or listen to operas in theaters.

Except for him, everyone is very busy. Tubo is undergoing major reforms. Yingying and Beini are so busy that they don’t even have time to sleep. The situation at the border remains extremely tight. Cao Zong and other military officials have to deal with a huge number of cases every day. Bad things happen on the border, the academy he vigorously promotes has many ladies who come to study every day, so

Coincidentally, only he is the most leisurely.Sleep when you are full every day, stretch when you are full, eat after stretching, and sleep after eating, cycle after cycle, cycle after cycle, night after day, day after night.

So the world was turned upside down. The queens and concubines of Tubo were very busy, but the king of Tubo, a big man, was at home looking after wives and daughters, and doing needlework in the embroidery room.

On a sunny and sunny morning, Xiang Shaoyun and others finally arrived at the royal court. He was not at all curious like Yang Yang who was bumpy along the way, so he hurriedly led the curious and wide-eyed The two rushed to Lin's mansion, and he must cry to Brother Zhen one by one for the grievances along the way, so that the old man would know how miserable he is. This year, he suffered from a flood, and he missed his death by a tiny bit.

"Brother Zhen, Brother Zhen" Xiang Shaoyun immediately yelled when he strode across the threshold of the Lin residence.

There was no figure of Ah Zhen in the hall, but Li Nengwu stood in the hall and greeted him with a cold face.

After rushing into the hall, Xiang Shaoyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is Brother Zhen?" He is here, Brother Zhen should be in the mansion, right?

"The young master is in the courtyard." Li Nengwu answered coldly, fixed his eyes on Jin Caiye, his dark eyes flickered slightly, and he exuded an extremely fierce evil spirit, and he had the urge to kill him.

Jin Caiye, who met him in the army, of course knew him, as if he didn't notice his evil spirit, he approached him gently and courteously and said, "General Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, so you will be fine."

Seeing Li Nengwu's arrogance, Liu Yangyang was afraid that he would draw his sword and cut people down, so he walked up to him and asked, "It's been a few months since Jinling left, how is Yirou?"

Hearing Liu Yangyang's greeting, Li Nengwu withdrew his cold breath, clasped his fists and replied to Yang Yang: "Miss, you are welcome, Yirou is fine."

"That's good." Feeling that he was no longer so cold, Yang Yang calmed down and asked again: "Can you take us to see Brother Zhen?"

"Of course." Li Nengwu extended his hand to invite, "Everyone please."

The gentle and polite Yang Yang gave a dignified blessing, "Thank you Neng Wu."

Li Nengwu gave Jin Caiye another cold look, and took the lead without saying a word.Xueshuang's arm is his lifelong shame, I don't know if the young master will give him a chance to avenge his shame.

Amidst the flowers blooming in full bloom, Ah Zhen sat lightly outside under the shade of a tree, holding a piece of white silk cloth in one hand and a thin needle in the other, humming a song that only he could understand, happily imitating the uniqueness of the East. Bai Jinglan embroidered flowers meekly.

When Xiang Shaoyun and others were led into the main courtyard, they naturally saw his thin figure, but the people who didn't know what he was doing got closer and closer, and the closer they got, the darker their faces became.

Unbelievable, Xiang Shaoyun rubbed his bull's eyes, looked at this perverted uncle with numbness, and carefully threaded the silk thread with his fingers while holding the needle, his face turned black all of a sudden Suddenly turned blue, "Brother Zhenzhen"

"Hey!" Ah Zhen, who was concentrating on the embroidered cloth, heard this long-lost soft call, raised his pale handsome face, and called happily: "Shaoyun, you are back."

Xiang Shaoyun, who didn't know what to say, didn't leave the embroidered basket between his legs, so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Yang Yang also saw him embroidering, and asked in great surprise, "Brother Zhen, what are you?" Brother Zhen is embroidering?God, spare her.

"Yang Yang, why are you here?" Ah Zhen, who was full of surprises, was very excited, and asked anxiously: "Where is Feng Yang, how is it, isn't he dead?"

"Second brother is fine." Although he was embroidering, his mouth was still vicious.

"It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die." The reassuring Ah Zhen picked up the embroidered silk in the basket, waved at Yang Yang with his jade fingers still holding the embroidery needle, and said, "Yang Yang, come and help me." Look, how should the eyes of this little bird be embroidered to look good?" For the eyes of this little bird, he embroidered for several hours, and also wasted several pieces of fine silk.

Hearing his words, all the people standing in front were sweating from their foreheads like a waterfall. What's going on now?They are going crazy.

Seeing his abnormality, Yang Yang, who was frightened, walked forward very cautiously, looked at the silk, and immediately covered his tender forehead with countless black threads, "Brother Zhen, what are you embroidering?"

"Guess it!" The mysterious man happily held up the embroidered silk to everyone who came to guess.

The other three Gulubulls, who were curious, stared at the silk with their eyes wide open.

Yun Richu, who had a lot of black lines on his forehead, praised guiltily: "Brother Zhen, the mandarin ducks you embroidered are very good."

"Mandarin duck?" Unbelievably, he glanced at the hypocritical Yun Richu to Shaoyun, pointed at the silk in front of him and called, "Is this a duck?"

"How could it be a duck?" Yun Richu retorted, pointing at the silk and said, "No matter in terms of body shape or wings, they are all mandarin ducks."

"Duck, it must be a duck." Shaking his head, he firmly gestured: "Why are the body and wings so small, because this is a little duck that hasn't grown up yet."

Shaking his head, Yun Richu pointed out, "It can't be a duck, look at the mouth. Ducks have flat beaks, but this duck doesn't have one."

"Uh." Xiang Shaoyun, who was refuted, was speechless, staring at the silk, and murmured in doubt, "It's not a duck? But mandarin ducks don't look like it either, and their feet are different." Could it be that one is the sharp-billed one in the legend? Duck?

The speechless people quickly looked at the man holding the silk, and asked in unison: "Brother Zhen, what is this?"

I walked away and took back my raised hand. Ah Zhen stared at the bird on the embroidered silk, and murmured in confusion, "Why do they look like ducks and mandarin ducks? I obviously embroidered a magpie?"

boom!
As his words fell, the four people in front fell collectively.Even if it is the most incomplete among the incomplete, it is impossible for the magpie to grow like this.

(End of this chapter)