Chapter 124 She is a demon
Directly north of the Academy, the red clouds were covered with dense clouds, and a thread of lead-ash clouds were pressed very low, and they were slowly advancing towards Yejing.
It's like a million troops.
But because the Southern Tang Dynasty split into two dynasties, the people's livelihood was in decline, the army was dispersed, and there was no way to stop it.
The countries were fighting in a melee, and other countries were unwilling to help and even were happy to see it.
The newly ascended king is already surrounded by enemies.
Xiao Qian and Lu Xueying were linked with each other.
The young man's jade hairpin produced a green and tender warm color in the grey and grim early winter. His side face was firm and calm: "If it was a peaceful and prosperous era, I would be more suitable to be a king than Nanjia. However, when I was born in a chaotic era, maybe she was the Nantang. The most suitable king."
"Husband...want to vote?"
Lu Xueying knows Xiao Qian too well.
He didn't care about the throne at all.
If he could protect the army and people of Yejing, he could offer that position to Xiao Nanjia.
But for the monsters and ghosts in Southern Tang, this is probably not a good thing.
Xiao Qian turned around and stared at Lu Xueying's worried almond eyes.
After a long time, he stroked her hair that was blown by the cold wind, looked down at her fair and slender hands, as if he solemnly promised: "I will fight you and Xiao Ping'an until the last moment."
At dusk.
The Academy has set up a sumptuous feast.
Xiao Qian personally invited the guests to the banquet and generously allowed them to sing drunk and sing tonight.
In the bedroom, the curtains hung low, and only a big red lantern hung on the beams of the house.
The young man in Taoism sat cross-legged at the head of the bed with his hands in his arms, lowering his eyes to look at Xiao Baojing who was still sleeping soundly.
His long hair fell on the white satin brocade quilt, like countless ink lines that were unrestrained.
When he learned that Xiao Qian was holding a banquet, Shang Bingjiu raised his eyelids and said, "I will go."
Xiao Qian nodded and glanced at Xiao Baojing. He was about to leave. Shang Bingjiu bent his red lips and smiled softly: "The evil god is willing to listen to your voice."
Evil God...
Xiao Qian turned his back to him, his broad and upright figure shone on the edge of the bed, and the gentle and kind face as a elder brother was hidden in the dim color, making it difficult to see his expression.
Shang Bingjiu suddenly poked a hand out of his broad sleeve.
The blue and blue sleeves were hanging down, the boy's arms were thin, strong, fair and sick, and the nails reflected on the curtain were extremely long and sharp.
He raised his chin, tilted his head slightly, and slowly licked his fingers through his scarlet tongue.
"The evil god is willing to listen to your voice."
"Just as long as you speak."
Xiao Qian smiled helplessly: "You took Gu Song's dragon vein, do you want the dragon vein of Southern Tang again?"
Shang Jianjiu is not allowed to comment.
Xiao Qian left without even thinking about it.
The bedroom is silent.
Xiao Baojing woke up and sat up from the bed in a daze with a puppet doll in his arms: "When is it?"
"It's just past Shen time." Shang Bingjiu looked at her gently, with the smiling fox eyes affectionately, "Xiao Qian has prepared a sumptuous banquet and invites us to have a drink."
When Xiao Baojing heard something delicious, he immediately lost all his sleepiness. He happily turned over and went to search for beautiful dresses in his bag.
The persimmon string bag is so small, but it can hold many skirts.
Xiao Baojing took out one by one, but couldn't find anything satisfactory.
"Wear this one."
Shang Bingjiu handed her a brand new white pear-blossom skirt.
Xiao Baojing took it suspiciously, slightly dissatisfied: "I have been dressing in plain clothes these two days... But you know that I like the lively colors, red, green, yellow, and blue, and the flowers are beautiful!"
"It's better to wear white today." Shang Bingjiu bent his fox's eyes and had an extra mahogany comb in his hand. "I'll comb my hair for the little princess."
Tonight's Wendao Academy is brightly lit. The Master and the Great Confucians brought their favorite disciples to the banquet.
The young men and ladies who are proficient in music act as temporary musicians. The silk and bamboo orchestra are so melodious, and the bamboo shadows outside the shell window make the banquet more joyful and lively.
The geniuses from the academy also participated in the night banquet.
The beautiful ladies walked out of the palace paintings, with their hair and clothes fragrant and smiling.
Seven white pigeon boys flew over the beams of the palace and fell on the edge of the golden cup. However, the golden cup wine vessel gradually turned into a big-bellied man in golden clothes, holding hands with a strong man transformed into a cowhide drum, jumping up enthusiastically Hu Wu.
Xiao Ping'an was led by Yaoyao and rushed through the hall lively, knocked over several palace maids holding fine wine, and went to catch a small gold ingot that had just cultivated spiritual consciousness and was running around.
"It's so lively!"
Xiao Baojing was drunk and heard a hot meal, and a layer of rouge rose on his face, which was covered with powder.
She held her hot face and turned to Xiao Qian with a smile: "Brother Xiao, you suddenly held a banquet tonight, but what are the happy events?"
Xiao Qian smiled gently: "I just want to be happy with everyone."
He got up and walked towards a big drum in the middle of the hall.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
He picked up two drumsticks, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, the powerful drum beat penetrated the music of the silk and bamboo orchestra.
Xiao Baojing's black pupils dilated slightly.
It is the song "Song of Rebirth" played by Chaoyuan.
Just a little change to the song makes the melody stronger and domineering, not like mourning the dead, but rather like dying generously.
The big red skirt is flying.
Xiao Baojing came to his senses and saw a dancer penetrated into the thorn.
The woman combed her high bun and danced with Xiao Qian's drum beats. Her sonorous and neat dance posture forced everyone to retreat to the edge of the hall, as if the palace had become her home court.
It's Lu Xueying.
Xiao Baojing was amazed and couldn't help but be amazed.
Lu Xueying has always been gentle and lovely, but she didn't expect that she would have such a sharp side.
"Are you very surprised?" Xiao Yulou asked.
Xiao Baojing nodded: "It's very unexpected."
Xiao Yulou whispered: "She is a demon."
Xiao Baojing tempted: "Is it a monster made by... a fireflies?"
"Not exactly." Xiao Yulou looked at the young couple in the hall, with pity and unbearance hidden in his eyes, "It's not easy for her and Qian'er to get to where they are today."
The young man in jade hairpin and robe closed his eyes and knocked down the drum beats with affectionate feelings.
full of pathos.
Xiao Qian was still the young prince back then.
Although he is the prince, he is not smart by nature. He always has to put in more effort than others to get a good ranking in the Imperial College Invigilator.
Whenever the Imperial College was on holiday, he didn't care about playing with his peers, and always rode his horse to the suburbs alone.
Wendao Academy was still abandoned back then.
The humble room was empty and the grass was deserted. He sat alone by the stream, reciting the Four Books and Five Classics.
No one will disturb him here.
After about a year, a little girl with pink and jade suddenly poked her head out of the reeds and asked carefully: "Brother, you are so good at studying. You can recognize many words! Can you teach me to recognize Words? ”
In the wilderness, Xiao Qian was startled by the little girl who suddenly appeared.
He grabbed the book nervously: "You are..."
"Brother, my name is Lu Xueying. I want to learn to recognize words..." The little girl repeated timidly, "I won't delay you for a long time. I'm satisfied with just learning one word every day... I...I can I will help you catch fish and dig sweet potatoes for you..."
There is no one nearby.
Xiao Qian knew very well that this beautiful and clean little girl was a monster.
He asked, "Why do you want to learn to read words?"
(This chapter ends)