The Flirtatious Scheme of the Vicious General’s Daughter

Ginger cool and sink in the carriage.

Thinking of a moment, I might see a famous contemporary person. Jiang Liangyu is a little nervous and a little excited. He pulls in and asks: "Who are we going to meet? You first introduce me, I am good. A little ahead of time."

Shen put the finger that pulled her on his sleeve and put it back in place. Slowly, he said: "Don't be prepared, I guess I will finish the word for you, and I will sever the relationship with me."

From the eyes of him, Jiang Liangxi accurately tasted the ridicule of it, and he was sitting in the body with indignation.

Why, if you help, can you insult me?

Jiang Liangxi hugged the small axis of the hand.

I thought about the chicken inside.

Oh, insults are insulting.

The carriage went out of the capital all the way, and it took another distance in the suburbs before stopping at the next house at the foot of the mountain.

I did not expect such a remote place, there is such a house.

Jiang Liangyu jumped out of the carriage and looked at the house in front of him. He looked at the richness of gold and silver, but there was an atmosphere of elegance that could not be said.

Elegant, it is extraordinarily casual, there is a stream in front of the house, there is a long grass road outside, the end of the road is a simple fence door.

It’s a bit like painting with her.

She real name doubts whether she still has a chicken that is half-baked.

There is no plaque at the door, and I don’t know who lives in it.

I didn’t introduce it on the carriage. It’s not much to introduce. It’s just a familiar door that pushes the fence door and signals her to go in.

Jiang Liangyu has entered the door of others in this way, and there is still a lot of psychological pressure.

However, just two steps away, there was a rush of footsteps.

The tall vegetation is covered with twists and turns, and Jiang Liangxi hasn't seen the appearance of the coming person. He first heard the sound of his delightful voice coming over.

"Subsidiary? You kid, it is finally here."

After turning to the small detour, Jiang Liangxi saw the appearance of the coming person.

The person was about sixty or seventy years old. He was dressed casually and only wore a simple gray robe, but even if he was so simple and casual, the temperament of the great Confucian scholar could not be concealed.

It seems that this is the person who is looking for it.

I don't know which one is not a big Confucian.

Shen Fang and this great Confucian should be forgotten. Although Daru has been dissatisfied with him for a long time, he obviously did not come after seeing him, and he couldn’t cover the surprise in his eyes, but he still refused to admit it. : "I just fired a new tea, it's cheaper for you."

After drinking the tea, the sinking shows the meaning: "I have a painting here, I want you to give a word."

Daru is very proud: "I have not given inscriptions for many years, do you say inscriptions on the inscription?"

Jiang Liang’s heart trembled.

Sure enough, still not...

Then, Daru said again: "Draw it, take it out."

Liu Yunhua Ming, Jiang Liangxi quickly rushed out of the drawing axis, carefully untied.

With the previous experience, Jiang Liangxi now has no such heavy shame for opening this painting.

Although I look forward to the look of the old gentleman.

After she slowly opened the picture, she felt the familiar silence.

Daru probably once suspected that his eyes were not good. He leaned down and looked at him carefully. His eyes were sharply stunned and he couldn’t believe it.

Drinking tea with ease.

Daru pointed at his fingers and said: "...you don't want to bully too much!"

Jiang Liangxi:...

Shen Fang is still drinking tea. Obviously, he did not put his accusation on his heart. He calmly said: "You just promised yourself, an old person, don't go out and let the young girl laugh."

The young girl bowed her head very embarrassedly: "Sorry, this painting is what I painted, and it will give you trouble."

Daru continued to sigh, and in the gaze of calmly looking back, the helpless boy let the boy go to the study room to study ink, consider it for a while, and wrote a poem on it.

When the pen was put down, he sighed again and glanced at Jiang Liang with an unspeakable look.

Eyes, probably, a good little girl, how can this hand say that the disabled will be disabled.

Jiang Liangxi buried his head lower.

Suddenly, she saw her burying her head, bent her fingers, and knocked the table with the knuckles: "Old man, have you now learned to bully the little girl?"

Daru woke up from the painting that Tianling Guy was shocked, and found that the little girl couldn’t lift her head. She glanced at it: "It’s not that you don’t make it clear."

He smiled and said the reason with him briefly, and said: "Your apprentice bully the little girl, you are the master's natural after the good."

Daru didn't think of this. He stood in the same place and thought about it. He turned and went to the eight treasure chest for a long time. When he came back, he held a jasper lotus flower card in his hand and handed it to Jiang Liangxi.

"Little girl, holding this, this is a lotus flower card that I have not retired. It was still a little famous at the time. Some people may have some impressions. There are my chapters on it. You wear it, if you meet me again, Gangsters, or take these things to accuse you, take them out."

... Mom.

Jiang Liangyu reacted.

Cooperating with this great Confucian is Mr. Li Hongru.

Some time ago, when someone invited a disciple of Mr. Li Hongru, Jiang Liangyu thoroughly understood this one.

Li Hongru is the first Confucian contemporary, poetry and painting is a must in today, but it has been retired five or six years ago, and now almost no one can ask him to go out. Many contemporary masters have also been looking for him to write poetry inscriptions, but they are not very familiar, and they do not know where to find him. I want him to give a poem to the inscription, but I don’t want to think about it.

Even the contemporary people are proud of the paintings that have been collected by him, not to mention the noble ladies who can barely touch the side of art.

It is because of the small gatherings at their level that they can be invited to his disciples, and they are already quite face-saving.

Jiang Liangxi was ridiculed for such a long time, I did not expect that one day, there is such a large row.

Behind the Jiang Liang 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 蝉 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜 姜

Li Hongru always sent them to the door of the fence.

Shen let Jiang Liangqi go to the carriage first. When he said goodbye to Li Hongru alone, he said: "The old man, you have come to me for two days and take a picture."

Li Hongru’s face was finally uncontrollable and revealed panic: “How many pictures did this girl paint?”

I smiled and said: "I painted it. I will give it to you after a few days of painting."

Li Hongru breathed a sigh of relief, revealing the most comfortable smile today, looking at the lively back of Jiang Liangyu, feeling relaxed, could not help but yell at him: "You kid, I have let you paint for more than a year, you said no time This will give you a girl, and you are free again?"

When he was put back on the carriage, Jiang Liangyu had already opened the painting and could appreciate it.

Just now at Li Hongru, she was too shy and didn't bother to look at it.

The word is really a good word.

Poetry is indeed a good poem.

Then a painting that was frustrated, by his poem, became a cute childish child, full of fun.

Jiang Liangxi almost didn't feel the face. If the painting was more delicate and smooth, it would lose interest.

Fortunately, she did not have such a shamelessness, appreciated for a while, and took out the lotus card.

The lotus flower is a common theme in the jade card. There are six or seven in the hands of Guang Jiang Liang, but the realm of Li Hongru's carving is very different. The Fu Ying Ying Ying, the water ripples, it seems that a wind comes, the petals will sway with the wind, the leaves will be launched. The waves will rise.

It’s a good hand.

I was stunned and stunned, and I was a little surprised.

"This old man is very good for you. The lotus card he carved is famous. Many people bought gold and bought it. He didn't sell it. Later he retired. The few jade carvings he left are even more. Being passed into a rarity. Now you are holding it, but you can really walk sideways at your party."

Jiang Liangyu now looks at the sinking and feels that he is all inlaid with gold.

Glittering Phnom Penh man.

It’s so refreshing to follow the golden halo of the man’s owner and follow the chicken dog.

The feeling of expansion of the thighs makes people lose themselves.

If she didn't know the male's thighs, she couldn't afford it, she couldn't wait to hold his thighs thin.

Jiang Liangyu is very dog's leg. "You always help me so much, how can I repay you?"

During this period of time, there were a lot of things, and it was very tired. I was closing my eyes and raising my eyes. I heard her eyes lifted her eyes and lazily said: "You should stop giving me trouble."

Jiang Liangxi is very unconvinced.

Ah.

Get into trouble?

You are afraid that you don’t know who has been escorting your plot line since I came in.

Jiang Liangxi has a deep sense of his work and his name, and he cannot tell others.

But she believes that every footnote of the book will record every feat of her.

You know how to fart in your area.

Feeling the silence of Jiang Liangxi, Suddenly remembered one thing and asked: "Yes, you promised me the last time, and you won’t mess around in the future. You haven’t messed up this little trick during this time. ?"

Jiang Liangyan was shocked. The first reaction was that he found himself secretly painting his love letter in his name. This is to swindle her.

I looked at him with my eyes and found that he just asked me.

Jiang Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately denied the three companies: "I don't have it, I don't, don't say it."

The eyes that had been closed and opened again opened, staring at Jiang Liang: "What are you so nervous about?"

Jiang Liangxi:...

Great idea.

Rest assured that it is too early!

At the time of his death and death, Jiang Liangyu saw the savior.

The painting fan came down from the sedan and was about to pass through the street.

Jiang Liangyu poked his head out of the carriage and shook her hand with her hand.

The painting fan was called over, and when I was facing Jiang Liang, it was still a little nervous.

Until I saw the sinking on the other side of the carriage.

She breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a soft sigh: "Shen Gongzi, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Liang curled up to the back, using the idea to hold the little red line of love among them.

I have sent the letters out for so many days, and I have no action on the fan.

Isn't it really green, right?

No, there should be no, let them meet now, it must be the God of love.

Then she heard the painting fan and said softly: "The coincidence that happened today, I am looking forward to seeing him with Shen Gongzi."

Jiang Liang’s heart sounded the horn of victory.

Look, what am I saying?

People live forever, all by tact.

Later, when Jiang Liang died, the epitaph will engrave this sentence.

This sentence summarizes my entire life, enough.

The expression of the sinking has not changed, although the guest is arrogant, but there is really no sensation in his tone.

He asked politely: "Draw a fan girl to find me something?"

The painting fan nodded shyly.

Then shyly lick something from inside the cuff.

Jiang Liang looked at her, and she took a small cockroach out of her sleeve.

That little **** is so familiar.

Let Jiang Liangxi involuntarily sit up straight.

The fan was shy and handed the small donkey to the sinking. I was embarrassed to say: "Some time ago, someone gave me this letter and said that you wrote it to me."

Jiang Liangyu looked at the hand that had been extended to pick up the letter, and his heart was awkward.

"But I can't read, I don't understand what I mean. I always wanted to ask you," she asked softly. "Shen Gongzi, are you looking for me?"

illiterate.

Painting her, not literate.

She strategizes, she is a godsend, she uses all wisdom to maintain the love order that the man should have.

The result is that the fan is not literate?

Jiang Liang looked at the sinking and took the little cockroach.

At the last moment, on her tombstone, a line of epitaph has been changed.

Born in wit.

Died of illiteracy.

The author has something to say: Jiang Liangxi: Death circle warning! Death circle warning!

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