My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 275 The king was born and I was not born, Ji Yi'an layman, Wang Lin
Wang Lin fell in love for a moment, and gently embraced Li Qingzhao in his arms.

Yi Ren struggled a little, but was hugged even tighter by him.

Not to mention, he pecked lightly on her red lips, then leaned into her ear and said softly: "One day, Lay Yi An should also write me a song with red lips to commemorate our reunion in the snow today. I also hope, No matter how long it has been, you and I will meet each other like today, if only as if we met for the first time."

Li Qingzhao's heart trembled.

Her self-pity and self-pity dissipated in an instant.

She plucked up her courage and said with shame: "The king is the honor of the county king, and he is also an outstanding person in the world. Wen can rule the country, and martial arts can stabilize the country, but the slave is over thirty years old, and he is very old. As an abandoned woman, how can I match a nobleman?"

"It's not a woman's thing to taste the beautiful sentences of picking algae. There are beautiful hair, spiritual and intelligent, and the words and sentences are not as good as strange men. Although you want to hide their names, you can't get them. Like the flower stamens of Shu Madam, the recent Li Yi'an is especially famous... If I can get Li Yi'an's heart, I wouldn't even give it to an emperor."

"The prince's praise is too much, Qingzhao dare not bear it..." Li Qingzhao was praised by Wang Lin, Xiafei's cheeks were even worse.

Heart defense completely vanished.

Wang Lin stretched out his hand, Li Qingzhao hesitated for a moment, but still blushing, he handed over his cold little hand, allowing Wang Lin to hold it back, and the two walked side by side into the warm room.

At the end of Chaoshou corridor, Lan'er was shivering with cold, she was relieved when she saw this, and went back to the side room over there.

Blend together.

When Yi Ren in front of him gradually reunited with the lilac-like girl he missed, all the knots and tenderness in Wang Lin's heart were finally released.

Several times the wind blew up, and the Yiren in Huai's arms were unbearable, and eventually turned into slush.

Wang Lin stood up and wrote at his desk, while Li Qingzhao was wearing a thin skirt with lingering charms on his face.

"You were born and I was not born, send Yi'an Layman, Wang Lin."

"I was not born when you were born, and I am not old when I was born.

Don't blame me for being late, but I sigh for your early birth.

Even if it is not born at the same time, I vow to have a good relationship with you.

Age is not enough to worry about, how much time knows.

It's so close that you can't express your heart.

You gave birth to me before I was born, and I am not old when I was born to you.

This world is not the same life, but also lovebirds.

Flying with Ming, the ends of the world and the ends of the world.

One day, when old and hard to fly, they embrace each other and perch at the end of the tree.

The old and dead tree vines are also entangled with the roots of love. "

Wang Lin's strokes are like a hook, and his heart is determined.

Li Qingzhao watched and chanted, tears poured down like rain, threw himself into his arms, hugged Wang Lin tightly, and couldn't help crying aloud any longer.

Wang Lin stroked her back gently.

Lan'er thought that something was wrong, she was shocked and rushed into the room, seeing her wife's disheveled clothes thrown into Wang Lin's arms, she just stopped crying, poked her cherry mouth up to ask, her face was red, and she quickly backed out.

……

After the snow, it was sunny, and the red makeup was wrapped in plain clothes.

Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

All the girls gathered together, and Wei Ying also came.

"You were born and I was not born, send Yi'an Layman, Wang Lin."

Standing in the hall, Li Shishi slowly recited the poem written by Wang Lin twice, and was so moved that his eyes filled with tears.

Han Yan sighed softly: "My husband has released this work, and sister Qingzhao's heart is gone, and there is no further concern. I saw sister Qingzhao this morning, and saw her radiant, like a girl in love for the first time. It seems that this love is a word. , both ancient and modern are soul-stirring."

Pan Jinlian smiled without saying a word.

She has no research on poetry, and rarely speaks out.

Meng Yulou was also from a merchant's family, so naturally it was difficult to understand the deep meaning of this, but he felt the respect and love of Li Qingzhao from her husband.

It is also understandable that a talented woman through the ages, born in a famous family, at such an age and circumstances, if she is not truly in love with her, how can she withstand the pressure of the world, agree with her body, and even be willing to make it public.

Zhang Zhenniang is also a woman who is excellent in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and her thoughts are even more delicate. She sighed: "My husband's talent is not overpowering Layman Yi'an. He and sister Qingzhao express their hearts to each other. It is really a dragon and phoenix in poetry, and it can be called a good story through the ages. Once this poem comes out, I'm afraid that no one will gossip."

Sitting there quietly, Wei Ying bowed her head and silently recited "I was not born when you were born, I will not grow old when you were born", with mixed feelings in her heart, she suddenly covered her face and burst into tears, unable to hold back.

All the girls looked at Wei Ying.

Wei Yinglue was determined, and hurriedly said: "I'm not feeling well, so I won't hang out with the princesses. Let's bid farewell and talk about it another day."

Wei Ying hurried away.

"Send off your mother, Wanan!"

The girls didn't think much about it, but she was moved to tears by what happened to Wang Lin and Li Qingzhao. Unexpectedly, Wei Ying looked at others as well as herself, and felt very sad.

Wang Lin and Li Qingzhao seem to be hindered by the world, but in fact there is no real obstacle, it is nothing more than a little age difference. As long as Wang Lin doesn't care about it, who would dare to make irresponsible remarks?
But the obstacles between her and Wang Lin are not only the secular, the etiquette, but also the supreme imperial power!
Wei Ying returned to the other garden where she lived.

Except for the two confidantes who have been following her, all the female officials and maids in the other garden were expelled and replaced by maids from the Prince's Mansion of Bohai County.

Wei Ying leaned over her desk and recited the song "I was born before I was born, and I will not grow old when I was born", silently, choking silently and bursting into tears.

Zhao Gou's voice suddenly came from behind her: "Mother, is this the confession quatrains written by my master to Li Qingzhao, a layman in Yi'an, that has been circulated in the streets and alleys of Qingzhou from now on?"

"Now people in Qingzhou say that my master and Lay Yi'an are deeply in love with each other, and they are husband and wife. It is a good story in the world, a couple of gods and gods. Many scholars hide their faces and long relatives, and they are all moved by it."

"Now I don't know how many women who have not left the cabinet in the six prefectures of Qinglai want to be selected into the prince's mansion of Bohai County... Hey, my master is as lustful as a wolf, as brave as a tiger, as tall as a dragon, as powerful as the sky, and as passionate as the sea , such a man, how many women in this world can withstand such a temptation?"

Wei Ying burst into laughter, and spat: "How dare you arrange Wang Lin like this, if you are careful, he will punish him and copy the books for several days."

Zhao Gou sighed: "Mother, if half of my masters are able to learn martial arts, I dare to compete with the crown prince for this world, what a pity..."

Wei Ying immediately cleared away distracting thoughts, and said solemnly: "Gouer, don't underestimate yourself! You are so old, how can you compare with Wang Lin, you are born to learn literature and martial arts from Wang Lin, even if you can learn [-]% of his skills, it is unknown in the future. "

Zhao Gou sighed again: "Mother, this master of mine is full of love and love, except for going to the military camp once in a while, he is trapped in a gentle village in the mansion, how can he have time to teach his son... ..."

"Sex is a bone-scraping steel knife..."

Cough!

"Your Highness, speak strange things about me behind my back? No wonder I can't stand your troubles in the front yard."

Wang Lin's voice came from behind, Zhao Gou was so frightened that he was out of his wits, and immediately turned around and bowed to salute, "Student...how dare..."

Wang Lin snorted coldly: "Don't you dare? You spread the name of Gu's lust everywhere in the mansion, and now everyone in the mansion, including the barracks, say that I am the God of Fuhu and the Immortal. Are you guilty?"

Zhao Gou lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Hmph, from today onwards, you will go to the army as a soldier and train with the army. Don't delay for a day."

Zhao Gou left angrily.

Zhao Gou got out, Wang Lin stepped forward and hugged Wei Ying, and said with a smile, "Are you jealous? You jealous jar, I'll put a jar of milk in it for you someday."

Wei Ying pouted: "I don't have the talent of a layman Yi'an, and I don't have the peerless looks of your wives Han Yan, Jin Lian, and Li Shishi. You are also old and you are an abandoned wife. What right do you have to be jealous?"

Wang Lin laughed loudly: "Okay, don't feel sorry for yourself. Since you have followed me, I will treat you sincerely and will not let you suffer any grievances. Except for the temporary lack of status, you will have everything you should have, even Yan Yan If they don’t have it, you might as well have it.”

Wei Ying was overjoyed when she heard the words, she rolled her beautiful eyes, and smiled through tears: "You have to be serious when you speak, don't coax me!"

"Hey...you can't just call me a baby in vain."

Wei Ying's face turned red, and she chased after her with her fists.

……

Front yard, study.

Yan Xijiao hurriedly came over with a piece of paper, handed it to Zhu Lian who was silently tidying up Wang Lin's study, and said with a smile: "Zhu Nushu, I don't know much about writing, please tell me what the prince wrote for Lay Yi An. ... a courtship poem?"

Zhu Lian took it and recited it from top to bottom, a deep luster gradually appeared in his withered eyes.

After a long time, she said quietly: "The King of Bohai County is really as talented as Yi Anju. This is not a courtship poem, but a promise poem with Yi Anju. , the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and I will never change my mind."

Yan Xijiao let out an ah, and stood there leisurely fascinated, envious for a while.

She immediately remembered her humble status, how could she win Wang Lin like this, sighed, and went to help Zhu Lian tidy up the study.

But I heard Zhu Lian say again: "Sister Xijiao, there are men in this world who are passionate, but there are not many long-term lovers, and there are also many talented and passionate ones, but there are more people who see different things and change, like the new and dislike the old, and have a bad heart."

Yan Xijiao nodded: "Miss Zhu, I heard two poems from the lord in the past, saying: Every time more dogs are slaughtered in righteousness, most of the ungrateful ones are scholars, that's what you said, but I don't believe my lord is a ungrateful person. "

Zhu Lian remained silent.

In the past, she never believed that Zhao Huan would be a person with a bad heart.

Zhao Huan had told her such sweet words countless times in the past.

however……

Zhu Lian turned around lonely and walked away.

Zhu Lian, as the female secretary of the county prince's mansion, served in the study.As a concubine, Yan Xijiao also stayed in the study.

In addition to these two women, there are several maidservants in the courtyard.

Yan Xijiao brought some snacks from the kitchen and was about to send them to the study, but she heard two maids and a maid whispering in the corner corridor, so she just listened.

"Xiaohuan, do you know who the female script is in the prince's study room? I heard from the court lady next to Yidu County King that she is the crown prince's concubine, who was kicked out of the palace by the prince later..."

"why?"

"I heard that she is not a woman... You said that she was kept in the study by the prince, shouldn't it be..."

"Presumptuous! How dare you make arrangements for the prince behind his back!" Yan Xijiao was furious, standing there angrily shouted: "Damn it!"

Yan Xijiao is not a coquettish and submissive beauty. She scolded the two maids away, but when she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Zhu Lian in a thin white dress, trembling on the steps of the study, and her face was as pale as white paper. Still white, without a trace of blood.

　There is another update in the evening, making up for yesterday

　　
　
(End of this chapter)