Vol 2 Chapter 1478: What did you write? Is it a sensuality?

In the hall, the ink was overflowing, and there were a lot of people, and the pens were executed. The people looked at them and went straight to the counter. They said: "Hundreds of stenciled paper, hundreds of green crepe paper, and hundreds of brown ash paper.

Zhihui Yaji is a style hall that combines both the study and the tea house. It is intended to be a meeting of friends and a wide range of scholars. In addition to hosting some poetry students, it will also sell four treasures and various books.
Three hundred sheets of rice paper are only small transactions, and the counters quickly take out the goods, stack them properly, and the silver goods are two.
Rong Ling sent three hundred sheets of paper, and when he turned around, the jade at the waist fell to the ground.
He didn't seem to find it. He went straight away, but the counter boy at the back was busy calling him: "The son, you lost something." He said, circling the counter, picking up himself and hands.
Rong Ling picked up the jade, took out the silver ingot, and threw it into the kid's hand, which was a reward.
The counter boy was happy to pick up and smiled happily.
After leaving, Rong Ling took the carriage, but he took out a separate folded white chalk paper and wrote it in his head.
This paper was taken by Rong Ling when the counter boy counted three hundred rice papers. This paper and the purchased rice paper are all products, but the biggest difference is that this is the internal paper of Zhihui Yaji, the corner. Printed with the words of the hall.
In the clock of the six kings, the words of half a piece of shredded paper are exactly the same.
Next to the small guards who have followed Rong Ling, looking at Rong Ling's pen, but writing a prescription, a prescription for treating diarrhea, one, today in the Tuen Mun troubles, implicating the seven cases prescription.
The little guard is unknown: "What is this for you?"
Rong Ling imitated the master writing of Yunda, signed the proper name in the lower right, and received the pen, dried the paper and answered the little guard: "Forged evidence."
The little guards stunned: "It's not that the Yun family is innocent, why..."
Rong Ling glanced at him: "This evidence is not for the government."
The little guard did not understand.
Rong Keng sighed and said nothing. Just look at the paper and dry it. Then fold it up and stuff it into an envelope. He said to the little guard: "Send to the Six Kings."
The little guard guarded: "Ah?"
Rong Rong frowned.
The little guard did not dare to disobey, took the envelope, and ran a sloppy leg.
After half an hour, the letter sent to the palace was sent to the official department of the Ministry of the Ministry of the People, and the prince of the royal family personally handed it over to the six princes who were chatting with their peers.
The six princes took the envelopes and unfolded the stationery in random. They saw that the contents inside were actually a one-page prescription, and they suddenly stunned and frowned.
"Who sent it!"
The confidant was stunned by the lord of the lord, and he stumbled and stuttered: "Yes... someone was thrown in from the door, and when the door was opened, there was no one outside."
The six princes look cold and stern, holding the letter and the words of Zhihui Yaji, but they are also cutting their teeth: "Good, very good, you can find this step, but look down on them!"
The confidant is puzzled: "Wang Ye... Is this?"
The six princes put the letter paper into a ball and held it in the boxing heart: "When you really eat the daring leopard, you dare to use this little trick to threaten the king. Will the king be afraid that these cats will not be a dog?"
As I said, there was another person outside the door, but it was the servant of the royal family. When I saw the six princes, the servant was in a hurry: "Wang, Wang Ye, Jing, the servant of the capital of the city, with the house Yin Yin, come, come Look for you, say, say something small, you have to ask your question."
Six kings are all green.
The cronies next to me are also too angry: "Israel! How can I dare to bring anything? The capital city of Tuen Mun invited our family to visit Wang Yutang. Who did he think he was? The following sins, regardless of their humiliation, don't want their heads?"
The servant also knew that the order was very strange, but he still said: "There is a poem with the hand of the Yin Yin hand."
Say, hand the poem.
Seeing that the poetry was unmistakably written with the words "Lan Xuji·Lian Kui's hand tied", he looked a glimpse of his face, and his forehead violently jumped: "It’s so bold, it’s so bold!"
The servant warfare: "Wang..."
The six princes slammed the book into the ground, and stepped up, and sighed with a sigh of relief: "Get off the sedan, the capital of the capital!"
At the same time, the task of completing the task, and Liu Wei, who was looking at the three-mile and fifteen-fancy fancy hall in the hall, came to a victory meeting.
Liu Wei, on the grounds of abdominal pain, temporarily retired from the back hall, and Rong Ling has been waiting here.
Liu Wei met him and was busy and excited to ask: "How, how?"
Rong Ling caught her swaying body and said: "It's still smooth."
Liu Wei’s eyes are sparkling:
What we suspected before was really true. Besides Da Ruixiang, there are other forces in the Six Kings in Beijing. Where is this time?

Rong Rong said four words: "Zhi Hui Ya Ji."
Liu Wei did not hear the name and asked: "How did you find out?"
Rong Ling and Liu Weilu said the clues of the six kings' study, and then thought of something, leaning over, and said a few words in Liu Wei's ear.
Liu Wei listened to it but was shocked, pouting, and stepping back two steps: "What, the prince actually wrote a beautiful poem? Lan Xuji? What?" Rong Liyi, explained: "Not Yan Poetry, the six kings should have lost their left-handed big Ruixiang, and they cultivated another right arm. He invited the celestial priests in the Zhihui ya collection, the world wise man, the poetry, the political theory, and the six kings. The leader, in the name of the talent, contact with it, I believe
After several years of setbacks, he has a team of no less than a hundred digits.

Liu Wei nodded with a sigh of relief and asked: "What did Nalan write in the end? Is it a sensuality, a sensual dog? You read the content?"
Rong Ling smashed his eyebrows, his head was faintly painful: "It has been said that it is not the kind, the content has been read, and there are some six kings who even sit in the name of the first leader, the poetry collection written, the poetry is not deep, mostly love Love, men and women, the story is easy to understand, but it is difficult to be elegant."
Love, love, men and women, the story is white...
this is not……
Liu Wei’s grievances look forward to Rong Ling:
You really carry me to read the little yellow book...

Rong Ling: "..............."
Liu Wei waved his hand again, sighed and looked a lot of magnanimity: "Forget it, forget it, look at it, I don't care."
Rong can't stand it anymore. As soon as she grasps Liu Wei's hand, if she doesn't care about her for a while, he wants to move thick: "Love, men and women, white, not only that thing!"
Liu Wei is not extremely embarrassed: "Can a hall of a six-grandfather, aiming at the critical moments of the world, but writing that kind of poetry, isn't it strange? Counting a little princess in the heart, still very abnormal, Rong Ling, promise me Don't look at it later, it's not good for your health." Rong Ling's face is green: "I didn't watch it!"