Tomorrow is 515, the starting point anniversary, the most benefits. In addition to gift bags and school bags, this time, you must check the 515 red envelopes. There is no reason to not grab the red envelopes. Set the alarm clock~

The cold moon is thousands of miles away, and the night wind surrounds the forest.

Ge Hong sat in the ox cart and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. A slight rustling sound came from outside the curtain. Then the car body shook lightly, the curtain opened, and a cool fragrance was blowing in with the wind. Bao Qianguang walked in and sat beside him with a smile.

Ge Hong closed his eyes and asked, "Can you have any words?"

Bao Qianguang smiled and said, "If you want to break up with him, why do you need to ask again?"

Ge Hong said in a deep voice: "This boy is really painful! Yu, what can he do?" After saying that, he opened his eyes halfway, frowned, raised his head slightly, and looked sad.

Bao Qianguang looked at his husband with his willow eyebrows, and the princess smiled and said, "The pain is in you, not in him, your way is not what he asks for, your gentleman is not that, and your gentleman is not you." As he said that, he gently buckled the wall of the car with his bare hands.

The driver on the shaft heard the sound of buckles the wall and immediately waved his whip to drive the cattle. The wheels of the carriage ran over the fallen leaves and drove towards the dark night with the autumn wind.

"Immortal Om..."

The sound of the piano is circling like a catkin, scattering in the wind. It is like a leaf of a reed, like a wisp of a wind, separated from the moon, circling the strings of the heart, and does not disperse. Then, the sound of the piano suddenly cracks, like a jade breaking, and it is broken.

The long river flows like a cold moon rushes into my arms.

There is a bridge under the moon, a stream under the bridge, a forest by the stream, a beautiful man in front of the forest, a beautiful man in his heart, a green zither swaying on his knees, his hands twisting and pulling, and a long song said, "The river is clear and rippling, and the river water is clear and rippling. If you don't have crops or crumbling, you can take three hundred grains? If you don't hunt or hunt, you have a quail hanging in the courtyard? That gentleman is not alone..."

"Faoguo"!

The oxcart stopped at the willow road. The driver on the shaft forgot to wave the whip and turned his head to look back.

Ge Hong in the car was unconscious, Bao Qianguang held the curtain and looked back at the man under the moon, but saw the shadows of the forest and the moon shirt were full of graceful clothes. The beautiful man sat under the moon, by the stream, in front of the forest, and sang loudly.

The breeze rolls the crown and the sword eyebrows make the cold.

The song "Fa Tan" is gentle and generous, and gradually returns to the deep mountains.

The song gradually stops, and the sound gradually fades.

Bao Qianguang smiled and said, "Very good, great! Now I know that the beautiful cranes in Huating have such ambition and singing voice." As he said, he slightly leaned against the horse's bun and blinked his eyes. He said softly, "A man like this should be a beautiful crane in Huating, such a high note, and a crane cry in the underworld. If you don't know, I don't know, how can you play with it lightly?"

After saying that, he stretched out his fingers and buckled the wall of the car again.

The ox cart is walking towards the stars and moons, and the song is quiet and returns to the forest.

The stream was gurgling under the bridge. The beautiful man played his robe and hugged the piano and rose up. Looking deep in the willow path, his eyes were like stars falling into the lake and sea, and it was clear and destroyed. Slowly, he put the piano behind him, hugged the green silk ends with his arms, and walked slowly.

Clogs step on the bridge, the breeze swept the robe. The beautiful reflection in the water is reflected.

The green ivy in a flowery dress leaned against the bamboo forest at the bridge. Seeing that the little man returned, he quickly walked forward in a few steps. His long eyebrows trembled slightly, and his voice was soft: "Little man, give the piano to me..."

"Well...it's okay."

Liu Nong looked at Lin Pan Lai Fu, Tang Lixiao, Mo Li, Lan Nu, and their faces were full of worries. Although he had encountered this unsatisfactory thing, he had a very smooth heart after this indulgent song. If he had any loss, he would have gains and gains. How could he take care of everything between gains and losses? He smiled casually, waved his wide sleeves, took big steps, and went straight into the yard.

Zhong Yao's "Declaration" and Lu Ji's "Pingfu Tie" were presented on the left and right sides of the desk. Liu Nongan sat behind the desk, his eyes turned to the desk and his heart was as calm as abyss. Mo Li used an embroidery needle to pull the bronze goose and fish lamp brighter. Green ivy took the plum blossom ink from Lan Nu's hand, slowly turned the white wrist like snow, and grinded the ink.

The room is full of fragrance.

Shaoqing, Liu Nong closed the "Declaration" and "Pingfu Tie" together, folded it together, and pressed it against the case. He mentioned the wolf hair in the pen holder of the two dragons, swayed slightly on the plum blossom ink, and then quickly turned his wrist and wrote two words under the book: Liu Nong.

He tilted his head and looked at it.

Although the handwriting is vigorous and has a sharp edge, it is not a soul bone. It is indeed ugly. I frowned and thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. If it is ugly, it is still written by Liu Nong. I have been writing Zhong Yao all day long and learned Lu Ji. My wife has not achieved success. Instead, I become more confused as I become more and more confused. It is better to stick to the pen tip like this. The great tricks are not craftsmanship, the great way is blue in the sky, and wild lilies have spring...

The name is Chou, but Liu Nong is not.

The cracked mouth laughed silently.

At the moment, no matter how many things are, I will remove all external objects and write them straight down. The moon sleeves are waving, and the speed is very fast. I can see the three beautiful maids peeking at each other, and their expressions are extremely puzzled. They all wonder in my heart: The little man is writing so fast tonight...

The moon floats in the window, and the shadows of people are revealed.

After one stick of incense.

Liu Nong threw the pen, and didn't even look at the handwriting on the table. He lazily stretched out his waist, shook his sleeves and stepped into the inner room.

The three beautiful maids were stunned for a while and did not come back to their senses.

Luluo looked at the curved earthworm on the paper, her eyelashes trembled and asked softly: "Lannu, is the little man well written?" She couldn't read, Lannu knew how to read.

Lan Nu tilted her head and looked at the words, and replied: "If you talk about handwriting, today is not as good as before, but if you talk about the style of the brushwork, um... it is arbitrary and prosperous..."

Mo Li said anxiously: "Is that good? Isn't it good?"

Lannu said: "Okay."

"oh……"

Mo Li and Luluo responded in unison, then looked at each other with different expressions. Luluo thought to herself: ‘Oh, Lan Nu is so good at literacy.’ Moli thought to herself: ‘Oh, it’s so pitiful…’

The cold moon flowed silently, and Liu Nong slept very quietly all night.

The next day, a geese cried and dawned.

Mo Li chased the goose on the corridor. The goose was so annoying that she kept shouting before dawn. The little man had not woken up yet. However, the goose was quick and rushed east and suddenly ran around. She chased after her for a long time but could not drive it out.

At this time, the awakened big white cat was added to the battlefield. Suddenly, the yard was filled with flying cats. Lulu and Lannu were shocked to see this. Lannu picked up a bamboo branch from the ground. Green ivy turned around and entered the room. When she came out, she had a silk strip in her hand...

"Meow!!"

"quack……"

"Oh, block it..."

Liu Nong was not wearing a crown, loosened his clothes, leaned against the door, and looked at the scene in front of him with a smile.

"Mo Li, what's wrong?"

Lai Fu pressed his heavy sword and walked into the yard through the bright corridor lights. He glanced at the chaos. His heart suddenly became angry. His body flashed, blocking the flying white goose, and his big hand like a palm-leaf fan. With a "gao", the white goose flapped its wings and fell down. The white goose piled up and fell down. Lai Fu kept strode and chased the big white cat with big strides.

"Meow!!!"

Seeing that Lai Fu was aggressive, the big white cat turned his head and rushed in panic, but he hit a moon wall. He stretched out a hand and pinched its neck.

The white and jade-like hand shook violently, and the big white cat became soft.

"Young man woke up..."

"Little Langjun!"

The three maids and Lai Fu were both shocked. After all, they woke up the little man.

Liu Nong smiled and handed the cat pretending to be dead to Mo Li. When Luluo saw that the little man's clothes were loose, she blushed and quickly stepped forward to quietly tidy up her shirt for the little man. After a little tidying up, Liu Nong immediately did not tie the crown and ordered Lai Fu to offer a broad sword and practice sword in the yard.

The night is not over yet, and the cold sword of the moon robe and the wind is coming and going.

After finishing practicing sword, Liu Nong wiped his sweat, looked up at the wall and smiled brightly. He stepped into the room and took a volume of the words he wrote last night and walked straight to the south of the city on a ox cart.

"ah!"

Xie Zhenshi stared at Liu Nong's words, and the initial jokes were gone, becoming more and more solemn. Ji Er couldn't help but exclaim. His beautiful eyes circulated on Liu Nong, and he smiled and said with a pretty smile: "Congratulations to Mr. Liu, you have broken the shackles."

Shackles are indeed like shacks and shackles. The beautiful husband smiled and bowed without saying a word.

After leaving Xie's house to Jizhan's mansion, Jizhan's spirit was slightly better, but he was full of sadness. The white-haired man sent a black-haired man, and there was no way to persuade him, so Liu Nong had to comfort him with all his courtesy.

After lingering for a while, the Rose Ox Cart turned around and was about to walk to the bridge. Zhang Mai came to visit. Zhang Mai's face was calm. Seeing Liu Nong want to speak but stopped, Liu Nong smiled slightly and invited him to the room to continue.

"Pu...Pu..."

Cook water on a slow fire, and boiling water breaks the beads.

"Zhongren, drink it." Liu Nong smiled and handed over the freshly cooked tea.

“Seeing…”

Zhang Mai held the tea bowl, and the fragrance of the tea lingered in his arms, but he was not in the mood to taste this good tea. He frowned and thought for a while, and finally took a deep breath, put the tea bowl, bowed to Liu Nong deeply, and said ashamed: "Zhan Feng, Zhang Mai has the entrusted Zhang Feng..."

Half an hour later, Liu Nong sent Zhang Mai to the bridge and the two said goodbye.

Zhang Mai looked at Liu Nong deeply and sighed: "This matter is extremely strange. My father doesn't allow me to ask. There must be some other feelings during this period. You need to be careful when visiting."

Liu Nong bowed and smiled, "I thanked Zhongren for reminding me, Liu Nong is very grateful."

"Don't go!"

"Don't go!"

Zhang Mai strode towards the ox cart, and when he reached the shaft, he suddenly turned around, jumped out of the car, walked quickly to Liu Nong, bowed a long time, and said loudly: "Seeing the gift, being friends with you is really the wish of Zhongren!"

Hearing this, Liu Nong looked straight at Zhang Mai with a calm eyes, then smiled slightly, slowly hugged his eyebrows with his hands, bowed slowly, and said aloud: "What you wish is also what Liu Nong wants!"

Watching the ox cart leave, Liu Nong stayed for a moment by the bridge, then turned around and walked towards the village, and walked slowly without any rush. Don’t talk about the difference between Zhang and Zhang Fang in Jiangdong. Think deeply and walk slowly. Liu Nong was wearing a sword on his body, who had he feared...

...

Wucheng County, Zhangfangzhuang Courtyard.

Zhang Fang was wearing a square-crowned gown and sat in the mat, blushing and hot ears, and drunkenness. Monthly ago, after the lawsuit with Yao, Zhang won a great victory. Zhang Fang's position in the clan became more and more consolidated, and her prestige in the county was even more unparalleled. Even Wu and Cheng had to secretly bow their heads. Today, they were rested and had half a day of leisure to have a leisurely life. Why not drink and enjoy the mood?

Hongxiao turned around the corridor with a wooden plate in a good manner and entered the main room.

When Zhang Fang saw her coming in, her eyes lit up, and she vomited muddy wine. She smiled and said, "The good time is good. After two more days, I will be my Zhang concubine. Why do you need to do this again?" As she said that, she wanted to reach out to hug her, but Hong Xiao smiled and walked away with her. Then she stretched out a tender finger and pointed it at his forehead. She smiled charmingly: "The head of the family is so anxious? Let's wait for two days, and Hong'er will definitely give her to her in two days..." She lowered her head silently, shy.

"Haha..." Zhang Fang burst into laughter and secretly suppressed the vicious fire in her lower abdomen. For some reason, the more this maid was like this, the more interesting he felt, and secretly felt that she was different from other maids.

Aconite phoenix, snow lotus and swallow soup... Her skills are also very good, which suits my taste. Zhang Fang's intentions are very leisurely when she eats delicious food and drinks good wine. Soon, she secretly feels like drinking, and she lies on the desk and dreams of meeting Mr. Zhou, and she still mutters in her mouth.
To be continued...