Chapter 179

Wang Chong did not pay attention to Yang Lan, and looked at the "Qing Ping Tune the Second", and nodded with satisfaction.

In another time and space, Li Bai was drunk and should be a hero. Although he was full of poetry, he was drunk and thoughtless. In the last two sentences, I wrote the sentence "Let me ask the Han Palace who is like, the poor Feiyan leans on the new makeup."

In another time and space, Wang Chongyi saw this poem and thought that Li Bai was praised for Yang Taizhen’s beauty over Zhao Feiyan. It was not the case that it was only after a check.

In poetry, "poor" means "cute", and "relying on new makeup" refers to the beautiful character of the beauty. Here is the comparison of Yang Taizhen to the "Zhao Feiyan" of the Han Dynasty.

Who is Zhao Feiyan?

Zhao Feiyan, a palm dance, said that she is. She is the empress of Han Chengdi, with a graceful posture and a light body, which can be danced in the palm of her hand.

Legend has it that Han Chengdi extended a palm and Zhao Feiyan danced a dance on it.

The beauty of Zhao Feiyan can be imagined.

Li Taibai liked Yang Taizhen to Zhao Feiyan for praise. But where does he know that Zhao Feiyan, in addition to his graceful appearance, can lightly dance on the palm, and also bring a red allusion called "Yan Yan Huang Sun", written by Luo Binwang into "Wu Jingye for Wu Jingye", income "Gu Wen Guan Zhi", "Name Passing through the ages!"

Although Zhao Feiyan has the "face of the fish and the geese, the appearance of the blue moon and the shame", it is even more inconspicuous and lighter, and it can be "hands-on light dance", but it has a poisonous heart and is extremely good.

Han Chengdi was not poisoned by the emperor and her grandson who was poisoned by her.

Li Taibai compares Yang Taizhen to the heart and soul, and Zhao Feiyan, who will poison the emperor's grandson in the future, isn't he looking for death?

If it weren't for him that he was really full of poetry, he was very talented and there was no such thing as a palace. It was really a dead man at the time.

Although Wang Chong’s world is different from that time and space, Li Taibai is gone, and Du Fu is gone. But Han Chengdi is there, Zhao Feiyan is also there.

The one in the palace is too sincere, and there are more studies on poetry. I really wrote a "Qingping Tune Two" and cursed her into a vicious Zhao Feiyan. She must not offend her.

I don’t have to say anything about the friendship of Qing Ping Tune One. It’s a dead end, and it’s not dead. Wang Chong dared to blame her.

However, there is no problem if you change it a little.

"Xizi" is "Xishi", and it is one of the four beautiful women. The depth of the fish is the result of the stagnation of the wild geese. Legend has it that her beauty has reached its utmost. When she is grooming at the lake, the fish is suffocated by her beauty because she looks at her. She forgets to breathe and sinks to the bottom of the water. When she sees her, she automatically closes her flowers and faints without flowers. I dare not argue with her.

The beauty of Xizi can be imagined!

More importantly, the Wu King she served is also a king. As for whether there is anything messy in "Xi Zi", it may cause jealousy, lead to association, and cause hatred. Wang Chong is too lazy to manage.

Li Taibai is still too courageous to dare to compare Yang Taizhen to Zhao Feiyan. Wang Chong directly let her surpass the "Xi Zi", even if there is any problem, it is no problem.

"Oh, the maiden is close to the palace. If you have to seal the position, Wang Chong has nothing to congratulate. Just write a poem to celebrate."

The king is in conflict. Good people do the whole thing, send the Buddha to the west, and immediately write "Qingping Tune Two", and then simply write "Qingping Tune Three" together.

"Good! Good! Good! This is too good. The girl must be very fond of her."

Yang Lan’s eyes lit up and applauded.

This is not flattering. Only in the palace can I know how much the goddess loves poetry. The words written by Wang Chong last time, twisted into that way, the goddess is close to the collection, not abandoning at all, almost come out every day to see.

If Wang Chong took out two poems at a time, it would be unhappy.

Moreover, Wang Chong's current poetry is not simple, and he may not even know himself. He is now a poem. As for the last poem, let the maiden sit in the palace and take the name of the first beauty in the palace.

If there are more than one such poem, then it is not even more helpful to the girl to stabilize her position. The position of the maiden is stable, and he is naturally as good as Mount Tai.

Yang Qi still knows the connection between them.

"This is a noble person!"

Yang Lan looked at Wang Chong and lifted the pen.

On the other side, Wang Chong stood behind the desk and raised his pen in his hand. He almost did not sink into it. He began to write "Qingping Tune Three".

Compared with the controversy, the "Qingping Tune Two", which almost brought the decapitation, is more peaceful. There are not so many disputes.

However, there are orders in the three words of Qingping.

The second poem did not come out, and the third Wang Chong did not dare to show off.

"Too sincerely, the goddess is now sealed. It is really justified. Now writing this "Qingping Tune Three" is also a good thing."

Wang Chong thought in his heart, and soon pressed the paperweight and began to drop the pen.

"The famous flowers are both beautiful and happy."

The seven characters are twisted, but between the lines, there is a kind of fresh and elegant, and the other kind of rhyme comes out of the paper. Wang Chong did not delay, paused and continued to write down.

"Looking at the king with a smile."

"Explain the spring breeze and hate."

“Shenxiang Pavilion is leaning against the railing in the north.”

Four lines and twenty-eight words were written, and Wang Chong was relieved.

"I heard that the scenery of Shen Xiangting in the palace is very beautiful. When Yang Daren returns, he may wish to tell the goddess, if the goddess is free, or permit a view there."

After saying this, Wang Chong flicked the paper and gave it to Yang Lan.

"Thank you. Thank you."

Yang Hao has been busy with it, carefully folded, and earned a lot of money.

"Yang Gongzi is a talented person. Not only does he do business, he writes articles, but he can also get the Song Dynasty, and there are hundreds of officials to protect them. I hope that we can make more exchanges in the future."

"That is, that is. If Yang Daren wants to come over later, Wang Chong is always waiting."

Wang Chong also paid a courtesy.

The current Yang Lan has already embarked on the "Guo Zhong Road" that he destined to be. In Wang Chong’s memory, I am afraid that it will take less than a year, and he will become a national sergeant, jumping from Yang Lan to become the “Yang Guozhong”.

And the "too true" behind him will rise higher and higher. In the end, I will become the real lady of the nobles.

The wheel of history is already rolling, and Wang Chong can't stop it. He can only adapt and get close. Now that the wheel has to turn, it is impossible to stop, then try to make the direction of the wheel to benefit you!

"Shen Hai, go! Give me five thousand two gold and come over and give it to Yang Daren."

Yang Ji’s heart turned these thoughts and suddenly waved outside the door.

"Yes, let's do this!"

The footsteps rumbled, and Shen Hai quickly disappeared outside and took the gold.

"This, this, how is this so interesting?"

Yang Lan was shocked first, then he smiled and opened his face.

"What's embarrassing about this. Five thousand two gold is nothing, a little bit of meaning. Yang Daren does not have to be on the mind."

Wang Chong put his hand in the road.

"Oh, what Yang Daren is not Yang Daren, call me Yang brother. Wang Gongzi, when we see the fate, why not worship as a brother of different surnames?"

Yang Lan looked at Wang Chong, his eyes turned and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Worship? Brothers of different surnames?"

Wang Chong was suddenly stunned. The first reaction was whether Yang Lan was joking with himself. Yang Lan and himself, one is close to forty, and one is only fifteen, so can you accept it?

I heard that I have forgotten the year of the year, I have never heard of the year of worship!

However, looking up and carefully looking at the opposite Yang Lan, Wang Chong discovered that this is completely serious, and there is nothing false.

Wang Chong suddenly stopped. When the reaction came, Wang Chong was happy.

Ok!

This is much more powerful than himself. I only want to spend some gold and win over people. This is good, it is straight to pull yourself to worship, and the age difference is so big that it is perfectly fine.

At this moment, Wang Chong is really convinced of this future country grandfather. Compared with him, whether it is means or face, he is still too pediatric.

It is no wonder that this future can be used to scream in the morning, and in the history of Datang, it has a very important position.

"Why, is Wang Gongzi not willing?"

Yang Lan’s voice came from his ear, and he was on the rise, trying to ask. If Wang Chong retreats, he will naturally not be reluctant.

"Oh, how come?"

Wang Chong also reacted and chuckled:

"It’s rare for the elder brother to look after him. Wang Chong’s heart is willing to come too late. That’s right, if we choose a day instead of hitting the sun, what will we choose to worship today?”

"Hahaha, we thought of going there. Good! Just worship today!"

Yang Lan immediately rushed to the road.

After Wang Chong was a member of the Nine Public, he was famous for his name, and he was valued by the Song King. Now he is favored and favored by the court’s ministers, as well as the favored and favorite of the Bian’s generals. It is a real man of the times, a new political elite, and a future future. Not limited.

On the status, this is far more than himself.

What is going on, Yang Lan is just a test. Unexpectedly, Wang Chong actually agreed. For Yang Lan, this is definitely an unexpected gain.

Wang Jia has a ready-made money paper incense candle. By this opportunity, Yang Lan hurriedly took Wang Chong. Before the heaven and earth gods, he worshipped three worships, cut off his index finger, smashed blood, drank blood and vomited. , formed a brother of different surnames.

"Big brother!"

"Little brother!"

......

The two stood up from the ground and looked at each other, all laughing.

"Ha ha ha, Wang Chong, you are my brother Yang Hao in the future. Who dares to be against you is not good for my Yang Lan. The goddess is my sister, and later your sister, I will go to the palace to play later. Our brothers need to be close and have a lot of contacts."

Yang Hao vigorously patted Wang Chong's shoulder.

"Hahaha, big brother is not polite, what is needed in the future. Even though it is."

Wang Chong also laughed.

"Hey, big brother, when I am really poor and white, I really won't be polite with you. However, this time, my brother is not empty. I also have a gift for you. But remember to wait for me to leave. Open again."

Yang Hao suddenly handed over a box, squinted and made a secret look.

Wang Chong smashed, and then curiosity rose.

"Oh, don't forget, I won't be able to open until I leave."

Yang Xiao smiled and held the box.

"The time is not long, the goddess is still in the palace. You just got out of prison today, there are still many people to see, I will not bother, take a step first."

"Big brother, I will send you."

Wang Chong did not stop, and personally sent Yang Lan to the door. I was sent to the carriage with Yang Lan, and there was a big gift. Of course, the gift is not five thousand two gold, but it has become five thousand two!

This is the gift that Wang Chong gave himself to his brother!