Chapter 189: : Sikong Nanqin debuts

Mingyue Gufang.
　　
　　After Sikong Nanqin's voice sounded, all of them were completely quiet.
　　
　　 One of the four beauties of Zhongzhou. The named surname is for Lu Changsheng to write poetry.
　　
For a while, everyone was curious about what kind of poems Lu Changsheng could make.
　　
　　 Yesterday, for the world and heart, has shocked the world, but today everyone is more looking forward to.
　　
　　 But the poetry of love is not a big vision, right?
　　
　　En, yes!
　　
　　 Everyone thought so.
　　
　　 Among the ancient squares.
　　
　　Lu Changsheng pondered for a long time.
　　
　　 Mainly because the propositional composition is not easy to write.
　　
　　 If you don’t make a proposition, it’s enough to be a pretty lady and a gentleman.
　　
　　Why do you have to make a proposition?
　　
　　Love? miss?
　　
　　 Lu Changsheng pondered.
　　
　　 After a while, he thought of an ancient poem that he saw when he read a book.
　　
　　At the moment, Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.
　　
　　 "Long door affairs, the quasi-prepared period is wrong. Some people have been jealous of Momei."
　　
　　 "Thousands of gold buy the same as the Fu, who will complain about it."
　　
　　 "Jun Mowu. If you don't see him, Yuhuan Feiyan is all dust."
　　
　　 "Xiangyou is the most painful. Take a break to lean against the dangerous building, the setting sun is on, and the willow is broken."
　　
　　Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.
　　
　　 This is a poem by Xin Qiji.
　　
　　Xianrufu refers to Sima Xiangru.
　　
　　 Probably means that Gillian of the Nagato Palace, looking forward to being called again, but agreed to Jiaqi, but repeatedly delayed.
　　
　　 It's strange that it is too beautiful to be jealous. Even though he spent a lot of money, he bought Sikong Xiangru's fame, but this one has emotions, to whom.
　　
　　 She loves Emperor Wu Che of Hanwu, but she dare not tell him.
　　
　　 But in the world of Xianxia, ​​there is no Sikong Xiangru, no Han Wudi Liu Che, nor Feiyan Yuhuan, and there is no Gillian guarding in the Longmen Palace.
　　
　　 But even so, this poem is still beautiful.
　　
　　 And at this moment.
　　
　　 Among the Moon Moon Square.
　　
　　 The vision appeared.
　　
　　 In the lobby, an illusory palace appeared, a beautiful woman holding a poem in her hand, she waited for the loved one with love and affection, in the Longmen Palace, quiet, lonely, and there seemed to be lifeless.
　　
　　In addition to this beautiful woman, everything, there is indescribable loneliness and loneliness.
　　
　　 Her eyes are full of love.
　　
　　She loved Emperor Hanwu, but she dared not tell him.
　　
　　 "Thousands of gold buy the same as the Fu, who will complain about it."
　　
　　 Soon, these visions disappeared.
　　
　　 Everyone could not help but indulge in poetry.
　　
　　Everyone saw Gillian in the Nagato Palace, and everyone felt Gillian's love.
　　
　　 "Good! Good poetry too!"
　　
　　 "Yes, Brother Lu, this level is simply much stronger than me."
　　
　　 "Although I didn't understand the meaning of this poem, but after seeing the vision of Fang Cai, I probably understood."
　　
　　 "Brother Lu is worthy of being a contemporary scholar!"
　　
　　 "But it's not right, Brother Lu, the topic of Fairy Nanqin is, love and miss, you seem to have no answer?"
　　
　　 Some people are curious, although I know that Lu Changsheng's poetry is very good, but the problem is that it should not be asked.
　　
　　 However, at this moment, a voice sounded.
　　
　　 "What do you know, Brother Lu's poem is written for the Linglong saint, isn't the subject of the saint just love and dare?"
　　
　　 Someone spoke and awakened the dreamer.
　　
　　In an instant, everyone was stunned.
　　
　　 It is clearly that Nanqin Fairy actively invited Lu Changsheng to write poetry, but Lu Changsheng actually wrote poetry for Linglong Saint Girl.
　　
　　 This operation... is a holy hand of love.
　　
　　 The fight between women is extremely terrifying. Maybe whoever you pour a glass of water first can become a fuse.
　　
　　 Sikong Nanqin took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to write poetry, but Lu Changsheng first wrote a poem for Saint Long Ling, what does that mean?
　　
　　 In the woman's heart, this means that Linglong Saint is better than Sikong Nanqin in his heart.
　　
　　 And Sikong Nanqin could not be angry, only jealous.
　　
　　You are angry, don't you lose face?
　　
　　 This trick is simply exquisite.
　　
　　 hiss!
　　
　　 Ziqing Shengzi was the most shocking. At the same time, before he recalled, Brother Lu did not understand women. For a moment, Ziqing Shengzi could not help being silent.
　　
　　It is not Lu Changsheng who really does not understand women, but himself.
　　
　　 High-rise building, among elegant rooms.
　　
　　After the Linglong Saint heard the poems by Lu Changsheng.
　　
　　 could not help being slightly surprised.
　　
　　Sikong Nanqin took the initiative to meet Lu Changsheng to write a poem. To be honest, she was a little unhappy.
　　
　　 But after Lu Changsheng wrote this poem, the Linglong Saint didn't know why, and she felt extremely happy.
　　
　　However, she did not know that, ruthlessly, at this moment, emotions appeared.
　　
　　 "Sister Yunrou, don't know this poem, can you be satisfied?"
　　
　　 Lu Changsheng chuckled.
　　
　　To tell the truth, he doesn’t know anything about Sikong Nanqin or Sikong Nanqin. If the two women are fighting, Lu Changsheng will naturally choose someone to help him know.
　　
　　How can Sikong Nanqin be so beautiful?
　　
　　I don't eat soft rice.
　　
　　Do you want to write poetry?
　　
　　 Are you teaching me to do things?
　　
　　 "This poem, Shimei likes it very much." Linglong Saint said, listening to the voice inexplicably, a little bit coy.
　　
　　 hiss!
　　
　　In an instant, the monks up and down in Gufang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of air.
　　
　　 "Don't breathe, I can't breathe." Wang Fugui was a little bit fat because of his practice, so he couldn't breathe a bit.
　　
　　 Everyone was silent, and soon a voice of resentment sounded.
　　
　　 "Brother Lu, write a poem for others, after all, I am your admirer."
　　
　　Sikong Nanqin's voice is a little bit saucy, which caused countless monks to look embarrassed.
　　
　　Although Lu Changsheng first wrote poems to the Linglong Saint, he would not deliberately damage Sikong Nanqin's face.
　　
　　 After all, if you really provoke a woman, the consequences are terrible.
　　
　　 All in all, women are not easy to provoke. Once provokes, they must be hard at heart, even if the hot hands destroy the flowers, they can not harm themselves.
　　
　　 cough!
　　
　　 coughed a little, and Lu Changsheng almost thought of the second poem.
　　
　　 "To persuade the king not to cherish the gold thread clothing, but to persuade him to take the boyhood."
　　
　　 "There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded.
　　
　　 "The blue sky has no clouds and the moon is like a candle, and the dewdrop pear flowers are white as jade."
　　
　　 "Ziguo crows to Ming overnight, and the beauty is alone in the vacant room."
　　
　　 Lu Changsheng said, this is Bai Juyi's masterpiece.
　　
　　 The original text is very long. With the literary culture of this group of people, Lu Changsheng felt that instead of understanding it, they took the beginning.
　　
　　 The approximate meaning of this poem is to live up to the good times.
　　
　　If you love, don't miss it.
　　
　　 The flowers can be folded straight and must be folded.
　　
　　En, very neat.
　　
　　 Alas, propositional poems are so troublesome, basically all the ink in the belly has to be emptied.
　　
　　 will come to this kind of party less in the future.
　　
　　In case of a monk in the fairy world, what kind of literature is highly cultivated?
　　
　　 Without hiding some private goods, how can I pretend to beep?
　　
　　At this moment, Lu Changsheng finally understood why elders always let themselves read more books when they were young.
　　
　　 Sure enough, reading can change fate.
　　
　　Educated people, seeing the beautiful scenery, came across a green hill on both sides of the bank, and came alone in the sun.
　　
　　 See the snow scene, come one, it should be Tian Xian drunk, shattered the white clouds.
　　
　　Can I pretend to beep?
　　
　　 How should this go?
　　
　　If you don’t read some books, you can see the snow scene, this snow is really beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!
　　
　　 No more culture, it is lying trough.
　　
Uh?
　　
　　 Why don't you guys blow?
　　
　　 What are you doing?
　　
　　 finished all the poems? Why didn't you blow it?
　　
　　 Suddenly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Lu Changsheng noticed that the surroundings were quiet and no one was blowing.
　　
　　 But the next moment, Lu Changsheng knew why.
　　
　　 above the escalator.
　　
　　 A stunning Tsing Yi woman appeared in everyone's eyes.
　　
　　 Sikong Nanqin appeared.
　　
　　--
　　
　　Cough, in consultation with the moderator, did a book review area activity.
　　
　　【The first story story contest】-[The first character autobiography contest]
　　
　　 The request will be announced in the book review area. The first prize is 500, the second is 400, and so on, five places! QQ reading and starting point are both bilateral, so a total of ten people will win the prize.
　　
　　Friends with literacy can give it a try! Don't say that my literary skills are poor, I think Wang Fugui's poems are indeed not bad!