The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 110 This place of peace is my hometown (1)

The window outside the window is plain, with the sound of falling snow covering the eaves, and a row of ice skates hanging on the side of the eaves.

It was almost midnight.

The remaining maids and servants had already happily returned with Song Lanyi's red seal.

Only Song Lanyi and Butler Wang were left in the room.

Uncle Wang was chewing dumplings and drinking wine while shaking his head.

In his drunken state of mind, he hummed an ancient ballad without words.

The moment the song started playing, Song Lanyi even smelled the aroma of pine wood, and had the illusion of being in a sea of ​​pine trees.

It was like a long, thick, ink-like night, with strong winds rolling around the trees, and the coniferous forest making rustling sounds. In the night sky, there was goose-feather-like heavy snow, and in the distance were the wilderness and mountains, as well as the vast and lonely world surrounded by stars.

Just as he was singing, Butler Wang's cheeks became drunk, and suddenly there were tears in his eyes, "Old Yan, it would be better if you didn't leave so quickly. The good days... are all behind you. Just watch this.

The world will get better and better one day."

Song Lanyi listened quietly and said nothing.

It wasn't until Butler Wang fell on the table, snoring loudly, that she silently took a blanket and spread it on him.

At this moment, a burst of bells suddenly rang throughout Dingyuan City.

When the aftertaste of the bell completely disappeared, a flickering cannon barrel suddenly rose in the night sky. When the cannon barrel reached the top, fireworks suddenly exploded, and a calligraphy and ink landscape painting occupied the entire field of view with a domineering attitude.

Lights up in the night sky.

The most miraculous thing is that the calligraphy and ink landscape painting can actually be unfolded slowly. At the same time, amidst the sound of countless fireworks and firecrackers, the deep and hoarse voice of King Ming can be heard——

"New years have passed, and spring has filled the old mountains and rivers. I, Zhu Mingjing, am here to wish you all that in the coming year, you will kill all the demons and barbarians in fear!"

Song Lanyi:...The level of Prince Ming's speech is indeed directly proportional to his character.

Don't expect a person who is usually taciturn and seldom speaks to say anything festive during this New Year.

However, when Song Lanyi listened to the cheers in the city, a smile could not help but appear on her lips.

This is Dingyuan City, the northernmost point of the Daqian territory.

The people here are hard-working, honest and loyal. Even though those scholars have problems with her, human nature is complicated.

If there was really no friction at all, Song Lanyi would doubt the authenticity.

Song Lanyi has only traveled through time for a few short months, but in these ups and downs, she feels a sense of belonging.

Su Shi's poem suddenly appeared in her mind - "I wonder if Lingnan is good. But I said, this place of peace is my hometown."

There is no turning back on the way you came, and you cannot find the direction when you go. I just want to find a place of peace between coming and going.

This is my hometown.

It was my hometown in my previous life, and it is also my hometown in this life.

It's just that she always feels that she has forgotten something...

When she was lost in thought, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house.

The knock on the door was quick and sharp, making people's hearts skip a beat.

Even Butler Wang, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly woke up.

He was still a little drunk and spoke loudly, "What happened?"

Song Lanyi's train of thought was interrupted. When she regained consciousness, she couldn't remember what she had forgotten and was a little annoyed.

She knew who it was without even looking at the person.

"Zhu Xulin, if you bother me again, don't even think about the New Year."

There was a knock on the door, and then anxious shouts came from outside the door, "Lanyi, poetry meeting, poetry meeting! Have you forgotten that poetry meeting?"

Since Song Lanyi's fame as a poet has spread far and wide, she has received countless posts from poetry gatherings.

Among them, there is an invitation from Mirage Realm to compete with the geniuses from all over Daqian.

But Song Lanyi didn't go to anyone except what was necessary.

Even if they go, they mostly eat melon, watch a movie and then eat melon crazily.

It wasn't until his belly was full that Song Lanyi clapped his hands and left gracefully, hiding his merit and fame.

As for the host of the poetry club, when he looked back, he discovered... Grandma, why is Song Lanyi like an invisible person? She is obviously very young, but she can watch others pretending to be sexy. She herself is not stable at this age. people.

Therefore, Song Lanyi didn't remember such a thing until this moment.

Butler Wang looked at Song Lanyi eagerly, his eyes sparkling, as if the next second Song Lanyi couldn't say anything, he would burst into tears.

It was not that he wanted Song Lanyi to become famous, but he simply felt that...Song Lanyi was too homely.

This little girl is still young, but she spends all day studying in her study. Isn't this a prelude to reading stupidly?

This won't work.

So Butler Wang drove Song Lanyi out whenever he had the chance.

Go, go, have fun.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, it is the time to be as free as a bird, go out and flutter your wings.

then……

In the dead of winter, in the middle of the snowy night, Song Lanyi and Yunting stood outside Song's house, staring at each other.

Yunting took advantage of the color of the fireworks and looked at Song Lanyi's face, feeling a little curious.

The future junior sister... looks so cute.

Song Lanyi thought that this little Taoist priest looked so strange.

And...it wasn't Zhu Xulin who knocked on the door!

In the end, Song Lanyi spoke first, "Didn't there be a poetry meeting? Let's go and see it too."

She said nothing about the incident, which she had previously forgotten.

Yunting hesitated to speak. He scratched the back of his head and decided to trust his intuition and remain silent.

Miaobi Tower is the largest venue in Dingyuan City.

Since it was built neither too early nor too late, it not only contains the ancient charm pursued by literati and poets, but is not so dilapidated that it is difficult to sit down.

Therefore, this poetry meeting was also held in Miaobi Building.

As soon as Song Lanyi entered Miaobi Building, she saw Zhu Xulin sitting next to Zhu Mingjing.

He looked left and right, full of curiosity like a silly roe deer, and his buttocks twisted in position, as if he was sitting on a needle felt instead of a tiger-skin mat.

Seeing Song Lanyi coming, he winked desperately and wanted to leave this place.

Song Lanyi looked at King Ming's face as sinking as water, then at Zhu Xulin who was jumping away, and decisively turned his head to the side.

A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.

Goodbye you!

As for Zhu Xulin's small talk after being rejected, Song Lanyi laughed and recited it on the surface, but actually wrote it all down in a small notebook.

She looked around and saw a familiar figure inside.

Song Lanyi walked over happily with his hands behind his back, "Hey, isn't this Brother Zhong?"

cheap!

How cheap!

Too cheap!

Zhong Rui had never noticed before that Song Lanyi actually had the ability to make people angry.

But now Song Lanyi and him have already exchanged status.

If he hadn't had a father who was a general, he might not even be able to enter today's poetry gathering.

What about Song Lanyi?

Even if her father is not here, she can still participate in poetry gatherings openly and accept the admiration of others.

This is the difference!

Today's first update

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