Chapter 14 Not to be trifled with

Style: Historical Author: A shallow lifeWords: 1856Update Time: 24/01/12 13:08:02
"Musical instruments? It's not easy to make, it's not easy to make!"

"Yeah, it's extremely easy to become superficial, and just writing music can't move people."

Everyone was stunned. This was only the second level and it was already so difficult.

"This is too difficult. No wonder Mr. Lin Xuan, who is known as the world's most talented scholar, can only take two steps forward."

Mr. Lu, on the other hand, had already begun scratching his head and scratching his head, thinking hard for a good sentence.

Qin Ming cleared his throat and said, "Then I'll just write a clumsy poem."

"Wu Si, Shu Tong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain condenses with clouds and sinks. Jiang'e cries about the sorrow of the bamboos, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix cries, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles. The cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, twenty-three The silk moves the Purple Emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the rocks break the sky and amaze the autumn rain. Dreaming of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, the old fish jumps on the waves and dances with the thin dragon. Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans on the osmanthus tree, with his feet exposed and flying wet cold rabbits. "This song. After reciting the poem, the whole place fell into silence again. It can be said that everyone was completely shocked.

Even behind the gauze screen, the weeping cuckoo was repeating in a low voice: "The broken jade phoenix of Kunshan screams, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid laughs..."

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

"I have even heard the wonderful harmonious sounds of the harp and bamboo!"

As for Mr. Lu, there was no progress at all.

The weeping cuckoo said: "Young Master's poem is so wonderful that I can't think of any words to describe it. Your young master's poetry and literary talent are beyond the scope of my daughter's evaluation."

"With the talent of the young master, not to mention the nine barriers, I am afraid that even the nineteen barriers will not be able to stop the young master." Weeping Blood Cuckoo said, "In this case, if the young master can give the little girl a poem that will make her fall in love, the little girl will be willing to marry To the young master."

"What!" Everyone present was shocked, but what shocked them even more was Qin Ming's words.

"The girl is joking. I just want to kiss Fangze. I don't want to marry a girl and go home like Mr. Lu." Qin Ming said with a smile.

Everyone present was shocked by this sentence.

Unexpectedly, the weeping cuckoo laughed instead, and the laughter was extremely beautiful. It really echoed the line in the Qin and Ming Dynasty poems, "The phoenix of Kunshan screams when the jade is broken, and the lotus weeps and the fragrant orchid laughs."

"Young master is the most magnanimous person I have ever seen." The cry of blood and cuckoo's voice was so joyful that you could see it through the gauze screen. She was covering her mouth with her hands and spoke with a smile.

"Young master, please stay here tonight." Weeping Blood Cuckoo said from inside the gauze screen.

Qin Ming thought for a while and said, "It's not good to stay overnight. I still have a family, so it's not good to stay overnight."

Shameless, so shameless! Everyone's lips almost fell to the ground, how could people be so shameless!

Mr. Lu even cursed directly: "You are so shameless!"

"I think it's okay." Qin Ming smiled and said to the screen, "Since the girl insists on keeping me overnight, I can only come again next time."

After finishing speaking, Qin Ming completely ignored the eyes of others and prepared to retreat with Wang Wu and Yan Qingqiu.

"Sir, next time you come back, you have to go through it all from the beginning." Weeping Bloodcuckoo said from behind the screen, and anyone could hear the smile in her mouth.

This is the first time!

"Okay, come back again!" Qin Ming held one by one and ran back with Wang Wu and Yan Qingqiu.

Passing by a stall on the road, Qin Ming stopped, took a bracelet from the stall, threw the money to the boss, and ran towards the East Palace.

Yan Qingqiu asked Wang Wu: "Why did Your Highness abandon the girl and insist on returning to the East Palace?"

Wang Wu said: "I think His Highness is a good man who takes care of his family."

"I think so. The poems His Highness recited today are so literary and very different from the rumors I heard." Yan Qingqiu looked at Qin Ming with admiring eyes, "I think His Highness is definitely not as dissolute as the rumors say. He must be a good man who takes care of his family."

Qin Ming was walking in front and didn't hear what the people behind were discussing. If he heard it, he would definitely sneer.

In fact, he was actually holding back his anger.

He felt something was wrong in that Fengxueyue Tower. It seemed that every word of the crying cuckoo was stimulating his evil fire. If he hadn't walked so fast, he would have introduced Xiao Qinming to everyone on the spot. .

Qin Ming came to the conclusion that this woman was definitely not someone to be trifled with!

But the most urgent task now is to find a way to suppress the evil fire.

In the Prince's East Palace, Qin Ming stormed into the palace and looked at Li Rong who was reading at the palace table without saying a word.

Li Rong was also startled and asked: "Your Highness...what happened?"

"I paid a private visit today incognito and brought you a gift." Qin Ming took out a bracelet. Although it looked a bit cheap, it was extremely beautifully made.

Li Rong took it, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him seemed to be pretty good to him.

"Your Highness...ah!" Just when Li Rong was about to say something, Qin Ming pulled her into his arms. She could feel Qin Ming's body being extremely hot through her clothes.

Qin Ming's heavy breath sprayed on her delicate skin, and it was so hot that it seemed to burn her.

For a moment, Li Rong felt as if his soul was about to fly out of his body.

For more than an hour, Li Rong was lying on the bed, with the silk quilt lazily covering her body. She leaned weakly on Qin Ming's shoulder, playing with the bracelet he just gave her tonight.

Qin Ming looked down at Li Rong with the little bird in his arms. He was filled with emotion and said, "My dear concubine, you are so beautiful!"

Li Rong didn't raise his head, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his nose and face were also flushed.

"Although I have known for a long time that you are here to harm me, I just like you." Qin Ming said while gently rubbing Li Rong's smooth and white neck.

In his memory, his predecessor had long realized that his body was getting worse day by day, but he still chose to believe in Li Rong. This shows how deep this love was, and this feeling also affected Qin Ming to a greater or lesser extent.

"Your Highness..." Li Rong looked up, his beautiful eyes filled with tears. He was obviously moved by what Qin Ming said.

"From now on, I am no longer a member of the Li family, but the wife of His Highness!"