Devouring Martial Dao: Start by becoming a false prince

In the afternoon, between the turn of the last hour, it was already dark.

Between the light of the lake, a flat boat rowed again.

The girl in white held a bamboo pen, as if she was painting a landscape, and the boat was like a rapid lightning, shuttling quickly, and stopped on the shore in an instant.

She also did not go ashore, did not rush, but waited quietly for His Highness.

It wasn’t until the setting sun briefly showed her head in winter, and the sky turned thick and red, that Her Highness, who she was waiting for, came over.

On the side of His Highness, a tall and heroic general was seeing him off.

After the two separated, His Highness walked to the lake, Bai Suli raised his head and asked, “It’s freezing cold, is His Highness willing to follow me back to the palace?” ”

Xia Yan nodded and walked onto the boat.

Bai Suli saw that he was standing firm, so he waved the bamboo pen, pointed a little on the surface of the lake, the water flowed for two points, the long boat flew away, and the Qilin Pavilion and the island in the center of the lake gradually drifted away.

Xia Yan stood at the stern of the boat, thinking about the harvest.

Today, a total of four exercises have been harvested.

Two Grandmaster Exercises: [Magic Spear Seventy-Two Changes], [Magic Heart Seven Arrows]

Two Heavenly Order Exercises: [Vajra Is Not Bad], [Thousand Hands Guanyin]

Among them, [Thousand Hands Guanyin] is a dark weapon technique, just from the name can hear its general development direction, once trained, it is almost a personal shape dark weapon fortress, as long as the dark weapon is enough, you can be a husband and a man.

However, what Xia Yan cared about was not the [Thousand Hands Guanyin] of the Heavenly Rank, but wanted to use this as a stepping stone to see the Grandmaster Method of the Dark Weapon.

As for the exercises of the body technique, he didn’t have time to see it, so he could only save it for next time.

After all, he had a reasonable reason to come to the Qilin Pavilion.

And… Dream Master Yu has not yet promised him.

This girl said, she will have two days to think, and after two days… Regarding the question of having a child, he will definitely be given an answer.

“Anyway, come back in two days.”

Xia Yan said silently in his heart.

“Haven’t seen enough?”

A cold voice came from the front, it was Bai Suli talking.

Xia Yan did not respond.

Bai Suli said again: “Xiao Li Xuezheng said, the academy is strict, it is not a day of rest, and it must not be absent for no reason… Since His Highness is absent, he needs to be punished, otherwise it will be difficult to block the mouths of the world’s students.

It is to make a decree in vain, blocking what the population says, and it cannot block what the people think, at that time, everyone will think that His Highness is talented, but he does not respect the teacher, and the academy will come if it wants to come, and if it does not come, it will not come. ”

Xia Yan was stunned and asked, “So serious?” ”

Bai Suli said, “Chu Jun is the attention of the world.

His Highness had poor morality in the past, and the martial arts were abandoned halfway, but fortunately, the name of the text was passed down, and he had to worship Xiao Li Xuezheng as a teacher, and entered the academy, which can be regarded as letting the people of the world see the brilliance of His Highness.

Especially the readers, they have expectations for His Highness.

His Highness’s words and deeds are in the eyes of the world, especially the readers.

Your Highness, would you like to disappoint the world’s readers with an unprovoked absence?

These… It’s all Xiao Li Xuezheng asking me to tell you. ”

Xia Yan:…

After all, he had never been an emperor, and he didn’t expect this stubble for a while, but now listening to this, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

“Tomorrow, I will go to be punished…”

He replied.

Bai Suli lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the dusk reflected in the lake, and said softly: “Xiao Li Xuezheng said, if His Highness really wants to solve the problem, it is not as simple as being punished, but it is needed…”

She was a little reluctant, so she paused, but seemed to have to say, and after a few seconds she said: “Write a poem, write a poem of thought, but do not lose the status of a king.”

With poetry, this can be brought to an end. ”

Xia Yan nodded.

He understood that the problems of the reader must be solved by the method of the reader.

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It’s night.

The frost is thick and the cold wind is howling.

In the Moon Shadow Palace, Xia Yan took the wolf pen, ice ink, and small snow paper, and waved the pen with Yan Liu’s pen to bring this lovesick poem to fruition.

After writing, he handed it to Bai Suli, who was waiting behind, and said, “Roll it up, and hand it to Xiao Li Xuezheng for me tomorrow.” ”

This is written?

Bai Mama was a little stunned, she walked over and looked, the foxy eyes under the short hair bangs gently condensed, the sandalwood mouth opened slightly, and she couldn’t help but read out loud.

“Thoughtless.

Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half edge of the world and half edge of the king. ”

Thinking about it, Bai Mama was silent for a long time, and suddenly let out a slightly self-deprecating laugh, and Chu Jun had already gone away.

Xia Yan also wrote this poem for a purpose.

This is to block the queen’s mouth, so that she can’t find a concubine for him after the future dream concubine leaves”, if he wants to find it, he will prevaricate with the phrase “once the sea was difficult to water, except that Wushan is not a cloud”.

At that time, even if you find it, I will not go to her bed, because I only have the strongest tool in my heart, the dream master.

As for Wushan, Xia Yan has learned that there is really this mountain, and it is in Yujing City, which belongs to one of the eighteen mountains of Yujing, and the clouds and mist on it are often filled with literati and inkers, which is just in line with this poem.

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When this poem reaches the hands of the white mother, it is equivalent to the hands of the queen.

The old man is still wearing a split black and gold phoenix robe in winter, and the jade legs are wrapped in white silk socks, which are woven with the finest ice silk, ice and jade smooth, thin as cicada wings, almost no thickness, perfect so that long legs and small feet appear, even the toes, soles of the feet, and the thin foot shape can be seen clearly.

She fingered the inky poem, looked at it and looked at it, and muttered: “Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud… The poems of little waste are really getting more and more beautiful.

Hongu couldn’t bear it…

It is better to fulfill him and the dream master, and it is not impossible for the palace to be a queen mother who obeys the government.

Anyway, it’s a short-lived breed that won’t live long…

For the sake of this poem, it will help him achieve the name of Emperor Wen, and the palace will see what else he can write.

It has been a long time since I have produced such a talented poet like heavenly help.

These poems of his may be able to raise the combat power of the people under the heavens to a higher level, but they will be of great benefit to the mountain and river society. ”

The old man recited the words in his mouth, turned this poem over and over, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn’t help but praise: “Take the second flower bush lazy review, half edge the world and half edge jun.”

I didn’t expect that… The little waste was so ridiculous before, so unlearned and unskilled, the result was actually Neixiu, and now he actually has to be an infatuated Ming Jun, it seems that he is not a dream master or not, and it seems that he does not want to have other concubines. ”

She played for a long time, but she was still amazed and reluctant to let go.

Suddenly, he said, “Xiaobai.” ”

“Niangniang, the subordinates are here.”

Bai Suli answered.

The old man said: “You can stay here in the main palace for the true work of this poem, and the palace will let people write a letter and send it back to you, and tomorrow you will take this as if written and give it to Xiao Li Xuezheng.”

Tell her that the real work is in the hands of this palace, so that she can not worry about it.

If this authentic work is left for hundreds of years, it may become a very rare treasure, even if it cannot become a treasure, then the “Leaving Si Thee” written by Emperor Wen himself three hundred years ago is also valuable.

This thing, the main palace must keep…”

The old man is ready to sprinkle wool in the right light.

Bai Suli:…….