I Have A Great Inn

“Junior Sister Zhiruo is like face to face.

Lotus Flower Peak is separated, it’s like every other day after three autumns.

Junior Sister once said that she liked the maple leaves on Lotus Flower Peak, and Wute picked one and sent it to Junior Sister.

For the love of love.

I heard about the chaos in Xiangyang, Emei’s damage is unknown, Brother, I miss you, and I will send you a special repair book to ask for your condolences.

In addition, on June 16, the six factions meet to besiege Guangmingding. Will Sister Junior join Emei in the war?

Shi Gong Zeng It is said that the Great Ming is now dark and unpredictable, and I hope that Junior Sister will take care of her body.

In the past, I remember the beauty of beauty, and now I look forward to seeing you again.

Emei Yunxia is red like fire , Lotus Flower Peak will stay with Acacia.

Wudang Song Qingshu, writing.”

With only a few hundred words in my heart, what Su Yun sees is called a numb.

At the end, there is a love poem at the end, Song Qingshu really lives up to the name of love.

Su Yun scratched her head and stuffed the letter into the envelope.

“This guy has a good literary talent, he can also write poetry, and martial arts is also considered a leader among the younger generation, but I’m just afraid of unrequited love!”

Su Yun took Envelope, moved towards the backyard.

The light rain has stopped, the breeze is blowing, and there are bursts of earthy fragrance.

Huang Rong had already woken up. She was fiddling with something in the kitchen, and there was a screeching noise.

Zhou Zhiruo squatted on the ground and brushed his teeth with dark circles under his eyes. When he saw Su Yun, he gave him an angry white look.

“Did you keep a cat secretly from the shopkeeper? Can you take care of it, the cat is still meowing at the fourth watch, and you are not allowed to sleep?”

Zhou Zhiruo said to Su Yun very aggrieved, Dongfang Bubai, who had just packed up and walked out of the room, heard it, his pale face instantly became extremely red, and he turned and walked into the room again.

“Uh!”

Su Yun scratched her head embarrassingly. Zhou Zhiruo’s room was the closest to Su Yun. It seemed that there was too much movement last night and disturbed her rest. .

“cough cough, the cat ran away, it shouldn’t be barked tonight.”

Su Yun responded embarrassedly, and then handed the letter to Zhou Zhiruo. : “Zhiruo, your letter.”

Zhou Zhiruo, who was squatting on the ground brushing his teeth, looked at the letter in Su Yun’s hand and blinked a few times.

She stood up abruptly and asked excitedly, “Is it my master who wrote the letter?”

Su Yun shook her head with a smile and said, “It’s not your master, it seems that A boy named Song Qingshu sent you a love letter…”

“pa!”

The door to the kitchen suddenly opened, and Huang Rong, who was wearing an apron, was carrying a The kitchen knife ran over.

“A love letter? Wow, open it and see!”

Before Zhou Zhiruo could respond, Huang Rong dropped the kitchen knife and snatched the letter.

“Who is Zhiruo elder sister, Wudang Song Qingshu?”

Huang Rong looked at the name on the envelope and was a little puzzled. The two of them had the best relationship. There is nothing to talk about, but Huang Rong has never heard Song Qingshu’s name in Zhou Zhiruo’s mouth.

Zhou Zhiruo tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, “It should be Wudang’s Disciple. I visited Wudang Mountain with the master three years ago, and I seem to have seen it, but there are a lot of Wudang Mountain’s Disciples, I forgot. Who is it?”

“Forgot who it was?”

Su Yun couldn’t help but smile, it turned out to be just unrequited love.

“cough cough, Junior Sister Zhiruo, the words are like face…”

Huang Rong didn’t care about Zhou Zhiruo’s face, and read directly in the yard.

at first Zhou Zhiruo didn’t think there was anything, but a Little Daoist Priest who adored himself, and asked if he would go when the Six Great Sects besieged the Bright Summit in a few days.

But when Huang Rong read a love poem, Zhou Zhiruo’s face instantly flushed.

“Emei Yunxia is as red as fire, and Lotus Flower Peak is very fond of love. Good poetry!”

If there is a real Apricot Flower Inn, who has the most research on poetry, it must be Lin Shiyin, who just came yesterday, is none other than that.

She took a few steps and came to Huang Rong.

Looking at the handwriting in the letter and the verse, she couldn’t help showing a bit of envy.

The situation in May is Yang Liu Yiyi. When the grass grows, the heart of spring is most vulnerable to fluctuations.

Lin Shiyin covered her mouth and said with a smile: “It seems that Zhiruo younger sister, on Wudang Lotus Flower Peak, left an indelible impression on this Young Master Song.”

“This is also called a good poem?”

Dongfang Bubai came out of the room, somewhat dissatisfied.

It’s just a love poem that I’m thinking about, which is half of Su Yun’s last poem.

“It sounds like you can write poetry!”

Yao Yue was a little pissed when she saw Dongfang Bubai, she remembered what happened last night clearly.

She’s smart, she hasn’t slept well all night, and now her mind is full of cat meowing.

“You’re not convinced?”

Dongfang Bubai raised his head proudly, because he was taller than Yao Yue, he had an overwhelming imposing manner.

Yao Yue is naturally true, he stood on tiptoe and said, “Naturally I don’t accept it!”

Su Yun looked at the two of them with a headache. The two of them were fine yesterday, why is the gunpowder smell so bad today? big.

Zhou Zhiruo was dumbfounded, shouldn’t the protagonist just now be himself?

Couldn’t you just give the protagonist an experience card for a few minutes?

In order not to make the atmosphere so tense, Su Yun clapped said: “Since you are not convinced by each other, how about we fight together?”

Since there is a winner and loser , Su Yun felt that instead of being so deadlocked, it would be better to have a real fight.

“In her current state, I have given her two hands, but she can’t beat me!”

Dongfang Bubai smiled proudly, his hands behind him, Yao Yue looked at him gnashing teeth.

“You of the shopkeeper are too biased, you know that my poisoning is not cured!”

Yao Yue looked at Su Yun with resentment, and frowned tightly.

If he loses this battle, he will never be able to raise his head in front of Dongfang Bubai in the future.

Su Yun laughed, waved his hands and said: “No, no, this shopkeeper is not talking about fighting, but fighting.

Since there is a contradiction between the poems, Then compared to the previous game, we counted everything in the Inn, each person wrote a poem, of course, except for the girl Shiyin, she was the referee.

The ranking is judged, and the winner or loser is judged by literary fighting, neither It’s the best of both worlds.”

Hearing Su Yun’s words, Dongfang Bubai’s proud expression just now turned a little sluggish.

If you say fighting and killing, she is better at writing poetry?

emm…

After seeing Dongfang Bubai’s expression, Yao Yue immediately nodded and said: “Okay! This palace agrees!”

Then again looked towards Dongfang Bubai and asked: “Sect Lord Dongfang, you don’t even understand poetry, right?”

Dongfang Bubai pretended to be disdainful: “The ancients said that reading ten thousand volumes of books is worse than traveling ten thousand miles. , I don’t know how many times this seat has walked on the rivers and lakes, but it is Yao Yue Palace Lord, sitting deep in the Shifting Flower Palace, I’m afraid it’s not viewing the sky from the bottom of a well!”

“You!”

“hmph! Let’s wait and see!”

Yao Yue coldly snorted, turning her back, she chose to ignore and did not respond to Dongfang Bubai who couldn’t quarrel.

After Lin Shiyin heard Su Yun’s thoughts, the gloomy color on her whole body disappeared instantly, she ran to the counter to get pen and paper, ready to transcribe the poems.

Zhou Zhiruo and Huang Rong were also very excited and helped to grind aside.

A poem, Battletournament, caused by a love letter, kicked off at the Apricot Flower Inn in the early morning.

Outside Apricot Flower Inn, on the big tree in the distance, Sikong Zhaixing, who was soaked by the light rain just now, looked at the scene of Apricot Flower Inn with a question mark on his face.

My little head is full of great curiosity…