Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

The secret fragrance of the five aggregates is a wonderful fragrance that can stabilize the five senses, but it has side effects. Once the effect is over, the suppressed emotions will be multiplied and amplified, making people even more manic.

The library owner is really impatient. With the state before the teenager, he may not even be able to perform at a normal level.

There were three drum beats on the field, and one person shouted: "Start-start."

The owner of the library said loudly: "The title of the book is 'Jade'. You can compose your own poems or write poems from predecessors. The time is limited to half a stick of incense. Open—" "Wait."

It was Princess Mingru who interrupted: "You guys initiated the book fight, and you also set the topic, isn't that against the rules?" She bent her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Since it's a book fight, of course you have to be on the spot to see the real level." , How about letting Xueshi Zhao decide this topic?"

The library owner was sweating all of a sudden, but he had no choice but to agree, so he reluctantly nodded to Xueshi Zhao: "Thank you Mr. Zhao for the question."

Zhao Xueshi was a little surprised, and after thinking for a while: "The old man's mind is dull now, and he can't think of too difficult questions. In this way, the rules remain the same, how about changing the title to the word 'dragon'?"

The library owner wiped off his sweat, and smiled stiffly: "Just do as the bachelor said, change the title to 'Dragon', and the rules remain the same—start!"

You can compose your own new poems, and you can write predecessors' poems. In terms of convenience, of course, writing predecessors' poems containing the word "dragon" is the most lazy, but since they proposed: you can write your own new poems.This condition shows that they are also considered a plus point in terms of "poetry". If the young man wins, the works in the book fight will definitely explode, which will not only promote the reputation of calligraphy, but also the fame of poetry, killing two birds with one stone.

Cangdoushan slowly rubbed his ink, his thoughts drifted to other places, and it was fine when King Huai came.As a princess of the royal family, Princess Mingru is not afraid to show her face in public. She came to see a not-so-famous book fight just to see how good his calligraphy skills are?And judging from Zhao Wuya's reaction, Mingru's arrival was really sudden, are all the people in the royal family so free?

The ink was worn black and thick, and when it was about the same, he spread the frosting, pressed it on the paperweight, and looked up at the young man in the grass pavilion opposite.With a calm expression, he rubbed the ink round and round, determined to win.

Write what?

Cangdoushan was in a trance.

He doesn't know how to compose poems by himself. Occasionally, when he is inspired, he can recite two lines that rhyme, but he can't always make up a complete four-tempered and seven-tempered poem.It is impossible to write poetry, even in this life, the only way to do it is to write the poems of predecessors.

The young man finished grinding the ink, and raised his pen to dip in the ink. Everything around him was silent, as if everyone was holding their breath and waiting for this moment.

Time freezes suddenly, everything is black and white.In the dark, he seemed to hear some strange long tune, low and long, continuous, the source of the sound seemed to come from the depths of the earth, and went straight to Qingming.

The long tune didn't stop, another long tune suddenly descended from Qingming, which was somewhat different from the long tune of the earth, but the two long tunes began to slowly merge, and gradually assimilated into one tone, as if trembling, the heaven and the earth sounded the same.

The black-and-white world suddenly vibrated slightly, matching the tone completely, once, twice, and his heart also beat along with the tone, once, twice.Black and white suddenly dispersed with the wind, the world collapsed into blurred fragments, he woke up from the inexplicable black and white.The incense used for timing was almost half burned, and there was only the last sentence left in the poem written by the young man. Weisheng was looking at him, and asked in a low voice, "Eldest Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Cang Doushan didn't reply, suddenly he didn't want to write poetry anymore, it was boring.

He dipped the ink carelessly, and wrote the three big characters of "Longxu Crisp". After finishing writing, he didn't even look at it. He threw the pen away, and a good Langhao pen rolled out a layer of ink on the ground.He walked down from the grass pavilion and said, "Weisheng, I want to eat dragon beard crisps."

Weisheng was dumbfounded for a while: "Dragon beard crisp? Okay... okay! You finished writing? So fast?"

"It's finished." Cang Doushan nodded, and bowed to Princess Mingru, and King Huai said, "I'm really sorry for disturbing so many distinguished guests unintentionally. This is Xiaosheng's fault. It shouldn't make sense."

Song to Qiu Wei: "The writing is inappropriate, I must write a few more ones for you in the future."

When this remark came out, all four were shocked.The young man who was writing the last sentence was startled by these words, and the force of the pen stroke suddenly loosened, and it fell a little bit downward. Although he quickly regained consciousness, it was irreparable, his mind was in turmoil, and he was holding the pen in a daze. , I haven't written for a long time.The library owner became anxious when he saw it: "Hurry up and write!"

The young man wakes up like a dream, and before he can write, a drop of ink drips from the brush that has been hanging for a long time, and it spreads quickly on the paper, turning into a big black spot that cannot be ignored or erased.One wrong step, one wrong step, he wrote again, the brush strokes were loose, limp, crooked, and he barely finished a word, which was so ugly that it stood out among the good characters on a piece of paper.

Now Wuyun Mixiang couldn't suppress his negative emotions anymore, he threw down his pen and covered his face and cried bitterly, the scene was in chaos.Qiu Weige walked into the grass pavilion to read Cangdoushan's writing, burst out laughing, took the copybook away calmly, and slipped away without a sound.

Xueshi Zhao glanced at the chaos and said, "The so-called genius is really fragile Yi Yao. I'm afraid this person will be crippled, but that's all!" He got up and wanted to leave.

Boss Jin lamented: "Unfortunately, if you teach carefully, you might not be able to become a master."

Zhao Xueshi gave him a sideways look: "Boss Jin wants to teach?"

Boss Jin smiled and shook his head: "Don't dare. I'm old, and I've tried my best just to take care of the store's business. How dare I take another disciple to make things difficult for me."

Le Zhengying boarded the car with the bachelor, King Huai called to stop Cang Doushan: "Master Cang, please stay."

Cangdoushan stopped and said with a smile: "What's the matter, my lord?"

King Huai clasped his hands behind his back and said, "You promised me that I would come to the library again, but you broke your promise, what should you do?"

Cangdoushan felt guilty: "Three characters? Xiaosheng has nothing else to do except this."

King Huai said: "The King of Calligraphy has collected quite a few pieces, and there are no shortage of these three. We will meet again in the library tomorrow, and this time we must not break our promise."

Cang Doushan nodded: "Definitely."

"Eh? Cang everyone agreed so readily, it's a bit embarrassing for me." Princess Mingru walked over, "It just so happens that I also want to invite everyone into the palace to have a talk, and I want to ask everyone to write a letter. Cang everyone is free ?"

"This..." Cangdoushan was in a dilemma, and after weighing the balance, he smiled apologetically at Mingru: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I have an appointment with the prince, so you can only wait."

Princess Mingru seemed a little disappointed: "Since that's the case, I won't push you any further. We'll meet again some other day."

"Princess, go slowly." Cangdoushan Jishou.

Everyone was about to leave, Zhao Wuya took Hu Li's hand and said, "Do you want to go back to Zhao's house?"

Hu Liao's heart was as dead as gray, and he firmly refused: "I won't return!"

Zhao Wuya said tolerantly: "That's fine, just take care of yourself."

A book fight that has caused a lot of noise and storms in the city will come to a chaotic end.Cangdoushan and his party returned to Huxianju, and before they had time to celebrate happily, they were shocked to find that the things in the store had been turned over in a mess, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls were all cleaned up, and the study was even worse, almost all the books were miserable Lie on the ground.

Thief.

"This thief is quite good at timing." Cang Doushan picked up the book and smiled wryly, and accidentally found a particularly beautifully printed "Shu Yu Ji". After seeing the engraving, it was produced by Jin Mingtang, and he couldn't help being surprised and happy : "Weisheng, did you buy this?"

Weisheng felt guilty for no reason: "It's...what's the matter?"

Cang Doushan looked at the book over and over again, smiling brightly: "It's a good buy, it's really pretty."

"Ha, as long as you're happy, I wanted to show it to you when you came back, but I forgot about the book fair." Weisheng scratched his head.

"It's okay, it's fine if you have it." Candoushan was very happy.Arrange the messy books on the ground one by one, and immediately sit down to read the books, and read them seriously.

Weisheng scratched his head and went to make dragon beard crisps.Dragon beard crisps are not easy to make, and corn glue is the most laborious. After pulling for half an hour, he made less than half a catty of dragon beard crisps. The dragon beard was pulled very thin, as fluffy as silk.Sprinkle with mung bean powder when it is ready, and serve it while it is still warm.Cang Doushan still concentrates on reading: "Dragon Beard Cake is ready, eat it."

Cang Dou Shan tilted his head, opened his mouth, Wei Sheng picked one up, and threw it into his mouth, the Dragon Beard Crisp melted in his mouth, turning into soft sweetness.

"When will you go to Prince Huai's Mansion tomorrow, and when will you come back? Can you come back for lunch?"

Cang Doushan thought for a while: "Let's go early, we've talked for a long time, maybe we won't be able to make it in time, you can cook less."

"Okay, I put this plate here, don't eat too much."

Cangdoushan still said: "Okay."

In fact, he read every page and ate one. After turning over dozens of pages, the plate was empty.When he touched it, he realized that the Longxu crisp was gone, and Weisheng might not have eaten it yet.

He put down the book, went downstairs with the tray, and cleaned up the mess in the hall.Weisheng was cooking in the kitchen, and Hu Liao was sitting weaving flower baskets when he heard footsteps: "The shopkeeper?"

"Hush." ​​Cangdoushan quietly approached the kitchen, the familiar smell of cabbage tofu soup, he quietly sent the plate away, and the plate flew into the cabinet without sound, and then slipped back to the study room, continuing to read and read with peace of mind. After a while, Weisheng came up: "Have you eaten all of it?"

Cang Doushan erected the book to cover most of his face, and said in a low voice, "I ate it all by accident."

Weisheng raised his eyebrows: "Can I still eat?"

Cang Dou Shan shook his head and blinked.Weisheng knocked him on the head: "When you're done eating, say, what's the point of hiding the plate, you want to attract cockroaches."

"Understood." Cang Doushan smiled.

Weisheng turned around and took a few steps, then turned around and said, "I'll have two sips of vegetable soup if I don't eat after dinner, I made it just for you!"

"Okay, okay, got it."

Besides, Princess Mingru had just returned to the palace, her expression was extremely unhappy, her teeth were clenched tightly: "It's a coincidence that it's better to be a coincidence, why did he kill you first!"

Lan Yi, the palace maid next to her, said: "Princess, don't be angry, there is a way to come first, we may not have a chance."

Mingru clutched the handkerchief and thought for a long time, then slowly relaxed: "Forget it, let's put this matter aside for now, how is your majesty's dragon body?"

"Not good."

"Come on, get up and go to Zhengqing Palace to have a look."

Gao Jiamu, who lives in seclusion, is sick, and very sick.

He was lying on the bed, with a haggard face and a deadly gray air.When Mingru left, several female officials were wiping his body. Under the light, the emperor's body was terribly thin, completely skinny, like an unfinished puppet.

When the female officials saw the princess coming, they covered the emperor's body in a panic, and knelt down together: "Your Highness, a thousand years ago, a thousand years ago."

"Pingshen." Mingru walked to the dragon bed, leaned over and called softly, "Brother?"

If there is no response to the first call, call the second call.Gao Jiamu's breathing gradually became rapid, and he barely opened his eyes. His eyes were like a dry well, and under the dry well was a ferocious corpse: "Sister Huang."

"I hate you."