Great Blue Night Watchman

"Empress, please look at this song again..." Cui'er was very obedient and handed over another bottle.

"There is no smoke in the autumn water of South Lake..." The Dragon Queen was stunned. It was another colorful poem. She was still not familiar with it...

"I am not afraid of the slight frost on my jade skin, and I hate that there is no flowing water to illuminate the ice. I look at it from the beginning and see the first branch in the southeast for the first time..." The Dragon Queen was stunned: "This is not a poem, it is a completely different style of writing. Why? So exquisite? This is impossible. After being trapped in the abyss for forty years, a new path will be opened in the world?"

"Mother, this is the perfume he gave me. My child thinks it is very different from the perfume my mother used before. Smell it, mother..."

Long Er opened the bottle cap, new fragrance filled the air, and the Dragon Queen was completely defeated...

After a long time, the Dragon Queen let out a long breath: "Such a perfume, such a new poem, it is unbelievable... My son, are these poems really written by him?"

"I don't know, I only know that these two novels were written by him..."

"...Novel? What is a novel? Is it a new literary style?" The Dragon Queen flipped through Dream of Red Mansions. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a poem in it...

"The flowers are falling and the flowers are flying all over the sky. Who can pity the red and fragrant flowers..."

Her eyes were as bright as autumn water: "The poem on the bottle may have been written by someone else. This novel written by him, the poem in it must have been written by him. This long poem is exquisite and unparalleled, and it is another poem that will illuminate the ages. Colorful poem! Who is this person...? What is his name?"

"I don't know..." Long Er said.

"How could you not know? You spent two-quarters of an hour with him, and you didn't even ask him his name? What are you doing?"

Long Er's face turned red all of a sudden. She was hugging him. She didn't want to talk as she hugged him. She just wanted to hear his heartbeat. But naturally she couldn't tell her mother this, so she could only say one sentence: "My child, can I ask him again next year...?"

"Okay! Next year you have to find out his name and title..."

The maids looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

What does it mean? Did the Dragon Queen agree that the princess would continue dating him next year?

All kinds of wonderful poems and all kinds of wonderful gifts. Can we continue next year?

The Dragon Queen was completely unaware that her casual answer had deflected the entire trend...

Long Er was elated and picked up a jar of wine: "Mother, I don't like drinking. Please bring this wine to my father..."

The Dragon Queen took her wine and picked up "A Dream of Red Mansions". Let the Queen Mother read this book...

Float away.

Long Er didn't care either. In her mind, the best thing was still the Legend of White Snake...

There is nothing in the world that can surpass the Legend of White Snake.

The Dragon Queen's heart was pounding. She only flipped through a few pages of "Dream of Red Mansions". When she came across the poem "The Burial of Flowers" by chance, she couldn't let it go. No matter how big something happened, she had to read this book.

She forgot to punish her daughter and returned to Wudao Dragon Palace. Wudao Dragon Lord Long Dingtian was already waiting for her: "Madam, is this girl really having sex with a human man?"

What fornication? The Dragon Queen glared at him fiercely: "This is the wine your daughter gave you. The man in this world brought it to you..."

It really is!

Lord Long was furious: "You brave bitch, you dare to harm my daughter, I want him to never be reincarnated..."

With a bang, the wine jar handed to him by the Dragon Queen broke into pieces, and the wine flowed down and merged into the dragon pond at his feet...

Alas? Long Jun's nostrils suddenly opened. Such a strong aroma of wine? Unheard of...

He raised his hand suddenly, and the wine that he had not yet dropped suddenly turned into a ball of water and came in front of him. Long Jun swallowed it in one gulp and his eyes suddenly widened: "Good wine!"

Wine is the Dragon Master's favorite, but you can't brew wine in the Abyss of the Pathless. Every year when the Dao Gate opens, there is a group of people who are dedicated to getting wine from the human world. The time is short and the task is heavy, so they completely save the time of bargaining and making choices. , but all the wine in the mortal world was looted and taken away, resulting in a lot of wine in the Abyss of No Way, but the quality was not high, and the price was ridiculously high - never underestimate the merchants in the world, they face the pressure of buying wine from the Abyss of No Way. Customers, but they know how to fool them.

Therefore, the poor old Longjun spends a lot of rare treasures every year, but what he gets is the poorest quality wine, which makes him miss the fine wine he drank when he was wandering around the world.

Today, in his rage, he overturned the jar of wine, which was a hundred times better than the best wine he drank when he was wandering around the world...

Now, Long Jun is anxious...

He opened his mouth, and the dragon pond below suddenly became empty. The jar of wine that had just been poured into the dragon pond was swallowed by him along with the water in the dragon pond.

Nothing was wasted at all.

But there is no taste after drinking it. If a small jar of wine enters the dragon pond, what taste can he taste?

The Dragon Queen was dumbfounded: "One jar of wine was spilled. You drank the whole pool of water. As for...your daughter still has three hundred jars of wine. Ask her to give you a few more jars..."

Long Jun's eyes suddenly bulged and he was confused...

And a whole three hundred altars? What did I just do? I drank a pool of sewage, even my wife’s bath water...

…

Lin Su flew over thousands of rivers and mountains, pointing directly at the capital.

Zhang Haoran is getting married today. As his best friend, he really deserves to be there.

But Haining is three thousand miles away from the capital. Even if he tries his best, he can't get there. Forget it, I'll try my best. Brother Haoran, I'll make up for it by loving your sister more in the future. Please give me half a day. Time flies three thousand miles, brothers can't do it...

He stopped trying so hard and flew slowly...

In the capital, Green Willow Villa was full of guests today.

Zhang Wenyuan came, Zhao Xun came, and even though Prime Minister Lu Tiancong was already at odds with Zhang Juzheng, he still came and sent a piece of jade Ruyi, symbolizing noble conduct.

Princess Yufeng came in person.

She came and asked Youying to walk around and get some information. Soon Youying reported that he really didn't see Lin Su.

So, she understood a little bit why Zhang Yiyu's lips were raised so high...

Yes, Zhang Yiyu came back three days ago. The first round of the disciple war at her master's side has ended. Of course she was successfully shortlisted. Soon, she will have to fight for the final battle to compete for the qualification to participate in the Yaochi Conference.

She had to go back to her brother's wedding. This time, she was very unhappy.

That person didn't come!

He actually didn't come!

She inquired about it in a vague way from her brother, who told her that Lin Su had said that today was the day when the Dao Gate was open, and that he was going to meet someone from the Daoless Abyss. He couldn't come today, but he should be able to get there tomorrow.

Are you actually dating someone? Zhang Yiyu felt a big bag in his heart: "Male or female?"

Look at what you said... Her brother looked at her with contempt. Do you think this kid has ever been interested in men? Asking questions knowingly, are you just asking for vomiting?

Zhang Yi was so frustrated that he wished he could have a fight with someone...

His Majesty also sent people over, delivered royal rewards, and the wedding was successfully held.

Where is Zhang Juzheng? There was always a smile on his face, but his heart was really high. He was also guessing whether Lin Su would come or not. Logically speaking, of course he had to come, and he had to come earlier. Why? He and Zhang Haoran are best friends. He is the number one scholar and is the best person to support his appearance. He also has his own granddaughter in mind and needs to show off.

If he comes, the grandson's wedding will be truly successful.

But if he comes, some things will be very troublesome. For example, will he and Zhang Wenyuan fight, will he and Lu Tiancong have a quarrel, will His Majesty be unhappy...

After a comprehensive reckoning, it would be better if this troublemaker didn't come.

This guy is very sensible, he really didn’t come!

While Zhang Juzheng breathed a sigh of relief, he also secretly hated himself in his heart, you bastard, I have offended a lot of people because of you, but you actually dare not to accept my fault...

Next time you come over, I won’t be able to kill you!

Guests gathered and guests dispersed...

The day passes and the day comes again.

The sky that has not cleared up for a long time is now clear!

As soon as the sun shines, the summer that seems to have not gone far is recalled again, and the coldness of autumn as cold as winter seems to be a distant memory...

Zhang Haoran woke up, looked at the sleeping bride next to him, looked at the sky outside and suddenly sighed softly...

"Husband!" The bride Du Yanran shyly opened her eyes: "Husband, why are you sighing, but I don't serve you well?"

"No!" Zhang Haoran said: "I just lamented that a friend of mine failed to arrive yesterday."

"Who is it? Is it important?"

"...He should be able to arrive today, right?"

The two got up and went to see their parents.

Newlyweds are going to see their parents the next day...

Lin Su, finally here!

Outside Green Willow Villa, there was still the vague bustle of yesterday, but time had passed after all. He was very unhappy, but what could he do?

Give gifts, give big gifts!

In modern society, newlyweds cannot make up for the wedding gift. He inquired and found that in ancient times, there was no such saying. Some people even had sons, and there were still people who made up the wedding gift.

Moreover, it was also said that people in ancient times had inconvenient transportation. Sometimes when sending someone to a wedding, the schedule would be missed on the way and it would take a few days to arrive. Can you say that the person is not sincere?

Therefore, the rules for weddings are strict, but all gifts are relaxed.

Knock on the door.

The person who opened the door was Old Deng of Green Willow Villa. Lin Su was quite familiar with this person, and his chrysanthemum face was very familiar to him. After Lin Su brought the big soap business to Green Willow Villa, Old Deng always looked at him every time he saw him. It is a face with blooming chrysanthemums.

Today, it is indeed the same.

The chrysanthemums on Lao Deng's face were all blooming: "Third Young Master, you are here..."

"Sorry, sorry, late..." Lin Su casually threw a small bag over: "This is for you."

What? As soon as Lao Deng opened the bag, his eyes fell on the items inside, and he closed it suddenly, as if a dose of chicken blood had been injected into the deepest part of his blood vessels. What did he see? By the white clouds! A full ten!

"Third Young Master, you are too polite. Please..." He personally took Lin Su to find Zhang Haoran, all the time.

On the road, they met the gardener Lao Li. Lin Su also threw a bag at him. Lao Li was also trembling all over, so one more person was added to lead the team.

The girls in the front group all looked a little tired. The villa was overjoyed. These girls were the most tired.

The eldest girl leading the team was Zhang Haoran's personal maid Xiao Xing. She had been training the other girls all morning, teaching them how to get along with the new young lady, when she suddenly saw Lin Su.

"Third Young Master..." The girl Xiao Xing ran over. As Zhang Haoran's personal maid, this girl naturally knew how her master treated the Third Young Master differently.

Lin Su raised her hand and handed a small bag into Xiao Xing's hand.

"Third Young Master, what are you..." Xiao Xing didn't understand.

"I'll give you a few bottles of the new osmanthus perfume."

Xiao Xing's hand trembled suddenly, a new perfume?

This means that this perfume is currently not sold in Beijing!

This means that even the palace has not been used!

Each bottle of Lin Su's perfume is expensive, let alone a new product?

"I...I...help the young mistress keep it and give it to her later..." Xiaoxing's face turned red.

"No need! I'll naturally keep some at your young master's side. These bottles are just for you."

Xiao Xing bowed sharply: "Thank you, Third Young Master! The young master and the young mistress just got up and went to the madam's place. Please invite the young master to sit down in Guitang..."

A voice came from the front, very leisurely: "There is no need for Guitang. Come and sit in the pavilion in front. At this time of year, the wind is a bit colder. Fortunately, some people are very thick-skinned and are not afraid of the wind..."

Xiaoxing and a group of girls quickly evacuated...

The gardener Lao Li ran away from under the tree next to him...

The janitor, Old Deng, slipped away...

Lin Su was left messy in the wind...

He slowly turned around and saw Zhang Yiyu. His expression immediately became vivid: "Yiyu, you are back. I wish I knew you were back earlier. I..."

Stuck.

"If I had known I was back, you would have disappeared, that slutty bitch from the Pathless Abyss, right?" Zhang Yiyu stared at him.

Hot bitches? As God testifies, Long Er is really not a slut...

That's not the point, the point is...

Lin Su explained: "I told you that day, and you also threw me into the river for a while..."

His words are still logical. If the punishment is over, there is no need for a second punishment...

Zhang Yiyu pouted: "I don't care about you!... What are you doing today?"

do what? Give gifts!

Giving gifts is my strong point!

Lin Su raised her hand: "I mainly came to see you today. Didn't I tell you? A new perfume has been released, and you should be the first to enjoy it. Come, this is prepared for you..."

He took out a bottle, grabbed Yiyu's little hand, and forced it in.

Zhang Yiyu raised her hand, really wanting to smash him to death with a bottle, but under the sun, she saw this poem...

"The body is dark and light yellow, the body is soft, the traces of love are far away, only the fragrance remains, why does it need light blue and light red? It is the best among flowers..." The exquisite words, each word is fragrant, and penetrated Zhang Yiyu's unprepared heart.

She sighed, enemies!

He just knows what girls like most...

"Yiyu, you participated in the sect competition, did you pass it?"

Zhang Yiyu raised his eyebrows: "Of course I passed! There is only one step left to obtain the Yaochi Immortal Order."

"That's great. Maybe we can go to the Yaochi Conference together then."

For some reason, something called expectation suddenly filled Zhang Yiyu's heart: "Are you really ready to go?"

"I didn't want to go originally, but if you go, I must go. If someone wants to bully you, I will be responsible for killing him!"

"Stop bragging! The paper said that you are great, but you are just a rookie on the road to spiritual practice..." Zhang Yiyu glanced at him.

"Oh, that's right... I'm a scholar. Scholars don't fight. That's good. But if someone bullies me, you'll be responsible for killing him..."

You scoundrel...

Zhang Yiyu chuckled, everything was over, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up!