I became a saint with idle books

“This is…” Han Qingzhu’s eyes lit up, and his eyes stared at the absolute sentence written on the paper.

“The mighty day is slanted, and the whip refers to the end of the world. ”

“Falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers!” ”

“Good! Good! Good! Han Qingzhu said three “good” words in a row, and looked at Xianhu Laozu with a proud face, “Laozu, look, how is this poem?” ”

Xianhu Laozu looked deeply at this poem, and for a long time, he slowly nodded.

“Okay! Xianhu Laozu nodded slightly, “The first two sentences of this poem are sad, but they show arrogance and freedom in infinite emotion. A mighty, a world, full of pride, such poetry, worthy of the appearance of soldiers. ”

The last two sentences turn around, expressing the aspiration to protect the country from the feeling of parting. Instead, Lu Daru’s ‘scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only fragrant as before’, even if the petals fall, they must be used as dirt to care for the flowers. The intention is lofty, the pattern is grand, but it is inevitable that it is not lucky! ”

At the end, Xianhu Old Ancestor frowned slightly and said slowly.

“Hahahaha…,” Han Qingsong laughed loudly, “Old Ancestor said this badly. What I am most satisfied with is these last two sentences. ”

“What I want in my life, I will protect the country and the people.” Since I joined the army, I never thought about dying on the bed. Bloody battle barbarian enemy, Mag shrouded, Fang is the big husband! ”

“It’s just that I said it myself, it is inevitable that my mouth is full of blood and anger, this Chen boy uses flowers as a metaphor for people, just what I want, just right for my heart…”

After speaking, he looked at Chen Luo again, with a smile in his eyebrows: “Chen Xiaozi, why is there only poetry and no poetry name?” ”

After a pause, he said again: “The old man thinks that the title of the poem in “Yongzhu” last time is very good!” ”

Han Yunge laughed on the side, and Chen Luo immediately paid attention to Han Qingsong’s meaning, and quickly said: “This poem is called “Yonghua and Two Gifts of Soldiers to Send Ten Thousand Chengcheng”

“Hahahahaha, good name! Han Qingsong smiled heartily again and looked at Cheng Yunge: “Yunge, open the table, let the back kitchen cook the messy pig given by the royal gift, and eat a big meal today!” ”

“Yes! Yun Ge also nodded with a smile, turned around and left the main hall.

At this time, the old ancestor of Xianhu looked at Chen Luo, and the essence in the old man’s eyes flowed, and he didn’t know what he was thinking…

……

I don’t know who spread the new book written by Chen Luo in the Bing Xiangfu, and for a while the limelight of the new poem overwhelmed the eighth episode of today’s latest “Smiling Rivers and Lakes”!

Of course, there were rumors that Han Qingsong’s butler and some literati secretly said something.

Wenchang Pavilion.

“Old piff! Yan Baichuan disrupted the chessboard in front of him, “These are all two!” Before the people set out on the expedition, they got two ancient famous poems, and they were angry with the old man! ”

The meat on the face of Da Ru, who was sitting opposite Yan Baichuan, twitched, looking at the messed chessboard, it was clear that he had three more moves to win.

“No wonder Wen Changge played Wen Xiang chess and called it a random killing game, so it was! ”

Oriyanagi Academy.

“This Han Qingzhu, it’s so shameless! Kong Tianfang was furious, “In terms of friendship, where does he have us close to Wan Anbo, how did he get a good poem again!” ”

“Go, send a letter to the other seven major courtyards, and let them come to my Zhenliu Academy to meet. I’m going to increase the number of Big Voter newspapers and supplements by another 20,000! ”

Earl’s House.

“me off! When Song Qizhi heard Wei Yan’s report, he looked angry, “This Han Qingzhu is cheating poetry from my little junior brother again!” I, a little junior brother, don’t I just send some treasures to the door? Why write poetry? ”

“No, this matter must be reported to the teacher. Since they took the poems of the little junior brother, in the future, the little junior brother will come up with a force, and no one can run! ”

Yuyin-in.

Luo Hongnu, dressed in red, slept lazily in the recliner, looking at the residual flowers in the courtyard, and his delicate face showed melancholy regret.

“If you don’t think of each other in life, you will think of each other, and you will miss each other…”

“Really can write people’s hearts, really write lovesickness. ”

“But what about lovesickness? ”

“The king is at the head of the river, the slave is at the end of the river, and the day thinks that the king does not see the king, and drinks the water of the river together.” ”

“Girl, girl! The pink-clothed trotted all the way into Luo Hongnu’s boudoir, “Miss! ”

“Daredevil, what about the rules? You can’t promise good people in the future. Luo Hongnu snorted in disgust.

The smiled and bent her eyes: “It’s good that the follows the girl all her life.” ”

“Stupid things again! ”

“Girl, Wan Anbo wrote a new work. Just came out, I’m afraid you don’t know, this is faster. ”

“New? But a new song? Who did he write it to? Luo Hongnu quickly sat up straight and asked with three points of nervousness.

“The girl is relieved. The son-in-law smiled and said, “It’s not a song, it’s not a poem for other women, it’s written for the soldier.” ”

For some reason, Luo Hongnu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart before saying, “Yongzhu, I know.” ”

“No, it’s new poetry. Saying that, the read out the song “Song of Flowers”.

Luo Hongnu listened silently, his heart was hot, and he repeated: “Falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers…”

“How can this person write so well? It is obviously a Yongzhi poem, how different people read it, it has different rhymes. Who said that he was ruthless, and which flower would he protect! ”

“What a wrongdoer. ”

Luo Hongnu thought about it, his pretty face was hot, and he blushed shyly.

……

“Lu Tong, why are there so many people outside? Chen Luo returned in a carriage and found that the door was actually full of people, worried that the reader had sent the blade, and quickly let the horseman come in through the back door.

Lu Tong looked at Chen Luo sadly: “Uncle, didn’t you give a poem to the soldier?” ”

“yes, what’s wrong? ”

Lu Tong sighed: “It has spread all over the city. You used a famous poem from the ages as a door-to-door prayer, and now the princes and nobles of the city, civilized and military officials, have sent you a prayer post, inviting you to come to the house. ”

“Even… The political minister and the minister of law also sent people to send posts! ”

Chen Luo was taken aback and wiped the sweat on his forehead, “Fortunately, Wen Xiang didn’t make a scene.” ”

“Wen Xiang’s family came and said that in a few days he will personally come to the door and let you prepare yourself. ”

Chen Luo’s heart sank, and he looked at Ji Zhong: “Xiao Ji, go and clean up, let’s go to Sanxizhuang in the next two days.” ”

At this moment, Song Qizhi’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Luo. Chen Luo was about to salute, but Song Quzhi suddenly blocked in front of Chen Luo’s body and looked at a void.

“Old gourd, don’t joke with juniors. ”

“Boom, little Yongzi, it turns out that you are also there…” The originally empty space was distorted, and a figure appeared, it was Chen Luo who had seen the Immortal Hun Old Ancestor in the Bing Xiangfu before.

Song Quanzhi’s eyebrows were slightly raised: “In the next benefactor’s retreat, the name of courage does not need to be long.” ”

Chen Luo already, looking at Song Quzhi, it turns out that the name of the senior brother is Song Yong?

It’s cheesy, poof…

The muscles on Song Qizhi’s face twitched, and he looked at the old ancestor of Xianhu with some unkindness: “Old gourd, why are you following my little junior brother?” ”

Hearing Song Qizhi ask about business, Xianhu Old Ancestor looked at Chen Luo and smiled again: “The old man originally wanted to take care of your kid and let you receive personal favors, so that he could open his mouth and beg you to do something.” ”

“I didn’t expect Xiao Yongzi to follow you, that old body is indeed a lot of troubles. ”

Song Shuzhi: (╬◣д◢)

You call me Xiao Yongzi again, I’m crazy, I’m amazing!

Chen Luo hurriedly gave a gift: “Mother-in-law is polite, I don’t know what mother-in-law needs to be served by a brat?” ”

Just kidding, the big guy of Daxuan Logistics, the old man of Daomen, this is also a golden thigh, you have to call the police.

Xianhu Laozu waved his hand: “Polite, polite, just a whim…”

Saying that, the ancestor of Xianhu shook his hand, and saw that he held a gourd vine in his hand, and there were seven mini gourds hanging on the gourd vine, red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, which was small and exquisite.

“The old man wants to ask Chen Xiaoyou to help hatch these seven little gourds! ”

Chen Luo was shocked, and a melody suddenly sounded in his head——

“Ding-dong…”