Datang: Guarding the Northern Xinjiang for three years, I will destroy the Eastern Turks

Something unpleasant happened, and Win was not in the mood to entertain guests.

After informing Li Jing and his wife, they went to the cave room to chat with Li Qingluan.

“Obedient! This is your son-in-law! ”

“He is a talent, but this temper is as violent as fire.”

“Knowing that the old man and the two are national princes, they dare to rebuke us.”

“Not afraid of power, with character, I admire.”

After seeing Win Jing leaving, Cheng Bingjin said with a smile: “With his performance of protecting his shortcomings today, his character can already be determined.” ”

“It seems that after Qingluan’s niece gets married, she will not be bullied.”

“Lao Li, you can be regarded as finding a good home for your daughter.”

Cheng Bingjin is not the kind of person who is scheming and calculating.

He is a bold optimist who appreciates winnings and speaks out of praise.

“That’s of course, Zichuan is my son-in-law.”

“His character and talent, my wife and I have considered.”

“Otherwise, we wouldn’t have given him Qingluan TOEFL so quickly.”

When Li Jing heard this, he touched his beard and spoke.

Just when Li Jing and they were discussing winning, the lord of winning returned to the cave room to accompany the bride.

“How did you get back?”

Li Qingluan looked at Yingxiao differently and said, “Don’t you go to accompany those guests?” ”

The hall of the Li family is full of guests.

As a bride, she is not suitable to attend today, but the lord of winning cannot fail to appear.

Ying Xiao took a drink of wine in the cave room, drank it all, and then said with a smile: “Don’t care about those outsiders, I’ll accompany you to chat.” ”

Although he didn’t know why Yingji ignored the guests, Li Qingluan also guessed that he should be unpleasant outside, otherwise he would not have returned so early.

“Okay, you come and chat with me to relieve the boredom.”

Li Qingluan of Hui Zhi Lanxin also lifted the red hood like tulle, and then sat down to talk with Yingjiao.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Yingjie’s head couldn’t help but think of the poem that had been passed down through the ages.

“The clouds want clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.”

“If it weren’t for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai Yue.”

Today she is really beautiful, like a fairy in the sky.

Win is good to go through the era of big data, what kind of woman has not been seen on TV?

Pure as a fairy, charming and delicate, elegant and generous, heroic and cool, high cold goddess fan, everyone beautiful and so on.

But whether on TV or in reality, I have never seen a woman who can match Li Qingluan’s appearance and temperament.

Even his favorite ice and fairy sisters in his previous life were less than one-tenth of Li Qingluan now.

This is probably the lover’s eyes out of the Shih Tzu.

Hearing the words of the winner, Li Qingluan was slightly stunned.

Her heartstrings were touched, and she couldn’t help but immerse herself in this beauty.

“Such a beautiful poem, is it about me?”

“Am I really that beautiful in his eyes?”

Although Li Qingluan abandoned literature and followed martial arts, it does not mean that she does not know the quality of poetry.

The poem is picturesque and vivid.

She just listened to the words, but she could see the phantom of a beautiful fairy.

Just winning this poem is enough to surpass all the talents in Chang’an.

If Win Lou wrote this poem in Qinglou, then he would become a distinguished guest of that Qinglou, not only could he sleep in it for free all the time, but he could also use this poem to prostitute the flower.

This poem, put in the literary circle, can definitely be a masterpiece, worth thousands of gold.

Li Qingluan is quickly strong, and in her eyes, the man in Chang’an is only er.

Because none of these people can conquer her, she likes to play with Xiangxiang’s young sister.

However, after seeing the martial arts and talent of victory, Li Qingluan found that there were still men in this world who could make her heart tremble.

“Phew!”

Li Qingluan exhaled lightly.

In the face of praising her inherited poetry, she also forcibly collected her mood and remained calm.

“Your poetry is so good!”

“It’s the best written by anyone I’ve ever met.”

Li Bai’s poems are indeed the best to use.

Although he was a little sorry for Li Bai, who had never been born, Win Kill was only ashamed in his heart.

After all, as a traverser, how can there be poetry that does not prostitute in vain?

Not to mention that this poem can also help yourself pick up girls.

After the big deal, it will be enough to have a few poems by Li Bai.

After thanking Li Taibai a few words in his heart, he won the battle and then said to Li Qingluan: “The article is a natural success, and the magic hand is occasional.” ”

“I just thought this poem was for you, that’s why the poem came to my mind.”

Hearing this, Li Qingluan’s heart was shocked, and her heart was confused.

Just after a poem touched Li Qingluan’s reassurance, Win Ji continued to take advantage of the victory to pursue and become an arsonist.

As the communication between the two became smoother and smoother, Li Qingluan was also amused by the funny things he told and laughed continuously.

As the two chatted, the topic changed.

But whether it is poetry and songs, or military politics, winning can be told at the head of the Tao, showing his erudite side.

As time went on, night had completely fallen.

“Flowers have a fragrant moon and a cloud, and a moment of the Spring Festival is worth thousands of gold.”

The problem in front of the two is the problem of rest.

Although Li Qingluan feels that he can entrust his life to winning.

But after all, the two are now contracted marriages.

If she is too proactive, she is afraid of winning and thinks she is promiscuous.

For a while, the two looked at the marriage bed and looked at each other.