For a Prosperous World

No one wrote a pen, and no one said any poems.

After the poetry of Gu Gongzi, they did not say anything about their poetry.

Jain poems are deeply emotional.

On the high platform, in the small pavilion, the voice of the girl painting fairy did not come.

At this time, she was sitting in the kiosk.

The wind blowing from the half-open window was still cold.

She did not expect to hear such a poem at this poetry meeting.

She never thought about it, the sitting boy by the window, looking like winter.

Yuncai has a good name, but the boy has forgotten how his reputation is clean, and is emotional for a woman like her.

The belt gradually widened and eventually regretted it.

Wu Huaxian has never heard such a straight love poem, his cheeks are slightly red.

But then, there was a bitter smile.

The bitterness in the laughter was like drinking a bitter wine.

公 This boy is writing poems, but it is how the world looks at him.

But what about using love, in this Donglou, the fate between the two can only be done overnight.

Is not worth it at all.

When I thought of this, Huaxian looked up and looked at Gu Gongzi again, with lonely apology in her eyes.

That Gu Gongzi was sitting there, his wine glass was at his mouth, his expression was stunned (actually sluggish).

I want to come, he also understands.

After a long time, the voice of Huaxian came from the pavilion.

"It is indeed an extremely beautiful poem. Today ’s poetry society will end here ... Gu Gongzi, tonight, the painting fairy will be waiting for you here."

After finishing drawing Huaxian, he left.

The end of the poem will be hastily, but no one feels disappointed.

The student Yi Yi patted himself and stood up.

虽然 Although I haven't got the favor of the painting fairy girl today, it is also a blessing to be able to hear the poems and stories that can flow for centuries.

What a pity that Gu Gongzi and the painting fairy girl.

The identity between the two is also doomed to be impossible for the two to come together.

Wu Yaoyao looked, and that Gu Gongzi was still sitting by the window.

The scholar sighed, poor scholar, poor lady.

I shook my head and walked out the door.

Most of the people who left the hall took this idea. Some people thought about making Gu Nan, but they could not bear to disturb Gu Nan, so they had to leave silently.

Everyone thinks that Gu Nan is sad, but no one can tell that Gu Nan is dumb.

She didn't figure out how it could be.

Bian Mingming wrote a poem for Zhao Yiren. How did she become her? Why did the fairy girl choose her?

逛 This visit to the blue house is already about to be interrupted by the master.

If she doesn't return home at night, why not be beaten to death.

Hey, hey, there must be something wrong, it must be wrong.

Gu Nan only felt that she was sweating coldly.

He looked at Zhao Yiren with a grimace, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother Zhao, is this?"

Who knows that Zhao Yiren looked at her and reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"There is only so much I can do for my brother."

Brother Gu, regardless of your reputation, so express your feelings to the painting fairy girl, how will you be with the literati in Xianyang in the future?

I sighed slowly and said slowly, "You are so literary, you do n’t have much in the world. It ’s good to know you as a brother. You should be drunk.

"It's a pity that being a brother is overwhelming. If you can be the master of your brother, you and the painting fairy girl will be fulfilled, only now."

Huh? ? ?

Suddenly Gu Nan's eyes narrowed, and I said, you're clear.

But Zhao Yiren couldn't say anything, picked up the wine in front of him and drank it.

I looked at the empty jug, and felt lost.

I plan to get drunk. When it comes to wine, Qiang Le is still tasteless.

That's what it means.

I looked at Gu Nan, and met such wonderful people, but it was a worthwhile trip.

He shook his mouth and smiled: "Brother Gu, the real name of the brother is Zheren. If you need it in the future, please go to the Prince's House in the city to find me.

"No ..." Gu Nan also wanted to say something.

He was interrupted by a stranger with a gentle wave of his hand: "Brother Gu, the world is like this, let it go."

He said, got up and walked away slowly, seeing the appearance of red dust.

I only left Gu Nan messy in the wind.

In the end what happened······

However, Gu Nan ignored the most important words of the stranger.

Amazing people, this name is not a very colorful name in the history of the Warring States Period, but this name represents an extremely important identity.

Unexpected, later changed its name to Chu, King of Qin Zhuang Xiang, father of Qin Shihuang.

Of course for Gu Nan, what's important now is not something, but how to get things done tonight.

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It's getting late, and winter nights always bring uncomfortable cold winds.

At Wu Anjun Mansion, Xiao Lu brought the last dish to the table, Bai Qi and Wei Lan sat together, and the bowl was in front of them, but he didn't move the chopsticks.

Wu Bai frowned doubtfully at Xiaolu: "Miss, why don't you come for dinner so late?"

I haven't waited for Xiao Lu to answer.

Wei Lan stared fiercely at Bai Qi: "You old man dare to say, I have heard Xiao Lu talk, why do you want to take Naner to Changping, do you want to die, or do you want Naner to die? Chang Don't you know how dangerous Ping is? "

Bai Baiqi pulled his beard. For a long time, he didn't dare to say a word, and lowered his head and muttered, "What do women know ..."

Wei Lan glanced at Bai Qi, a rare, this time did not go to Bai Qi's ears.

She is not a stupid woman, and naturally knows Bai Qi's thoughts, and only knows that she can't stop him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Bai Qi treats her with every possible way, but once Bai Qi decides She can't change everything.

Wei Lan sat at the table, half a ring, still reached out and patted the back of Bai Qi's hands. Bai Qi knew how much pressure these days had.

Xi Baiqi didn't dare to see Wei Lan, because he owed her too much, and put his hand on Wei Lan's hand: "Thank you, Madam."

Wei Lan rolled his eyes: "I've been unlucky in my life, and spread out such an old thing as you. The implication between our two elders is also implicated, but I told you. Nan'er and Zhong'er must not be involved, Otherwise I must tear your ear off. "

"For the husband." Bai Qidian nodded, and said bitterly, "If the king will kill me one day, I must save your life."

"Save everything, just your old face, keep Nan'er and Zhong'er. I'll forget it, you're dead, what's my life." Wei Lan took a sip and patted his hand away. .

"Mrs. and Master are good people, and nothing will happen." Xiaolv didn't understand what the second old man was talking about, but he was a little flustered when they heard them say something dead.

"Good man." Bai Qi listened to Xiao Lu's words, smiled sadly, and shook his head.

Wei Lan remembered the event and looked at Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, in the same way, did the lady fall asleep in the room again? Hurry up and call her, the girl's family cannot be hungry."

When Gu Nan was sleeping in the room and forgotten to eat, it was not once or twice. When Bai Qi asked, Wei Lan thought of this habitually, and there was not much worry.

Xiao Xiaolu thought for a moment and shook her head in embarrassment: "Madam, the girl is not in the room, I don't know where the girl went, but she went out in the afternoon."

"Will you go out this afternoon?"