Honglou, I became Jia Lian?Fortunately, there is a system!

Chapter 210 Wang Xifeng

"If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan."

"Waiting for leisure to change the old heart, but the old heart is easy to change."

"Lishan language is half past midnight, tears and rain and rain and bells will never complain."

"How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will make a wish that day."

"..."

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Jia Lian was quite speechless looking at Wang Xifeng, an idiot woman, who repeated the poem repeatedly, and at the same time glanced at him from time to time and sighed, as if he was a certain Bo Xinglang.

Although this behavior was really a little too much, but Wang Xifeng's incessant righteousness surged in her chest and abdomen, which also showed that she really read this poem into the realm.

This is because Feng Lazi thinks that "Song of Righteousness" is a bit too profound, and the great energy of righteousness is consumed too quickly in the process of practice. Now, Wang Xifeng can only write four sentences.

Although her practice of "Song of Righteousness" is much more effective in accumulating righteousness than other classics, such as "The Analects of Confucius", but such straight and upright poems will get tired after writing for a long time.

So Wang Xifeng pestered Jia Lian again today, wanting to get some good poems from him, gave enough "benefits" according to someone's rules, and even drank milk in the study.

It was only then that Jia Lian was asked to take out this song "Magnolia: Imitation of Ancient Jue Ci and Cambodian Friends". Speaking of which, it is a peerless poem at the level of Wang Zhan, and it was only for Wang Xifeng to drink milk once. Jia Lian actually felt a little bit at a loss in his heart.

It’s just that Jia Lian’s situation no longer requires such a reputation as a literary giant, and it is difficult to encounter scenes that are suitable for using this poem to pretend to be face-to-face, so since I remembered it today, I wrote it as soon as I wrote it. .

It's just that since Wang Xifeng saw this poem, she seemed to have suffered from Wenqing disease, and imagined Jia Lian as a heartbroken person she had encountered, and would stare resentfully from time to time...

"Bi Yi Lian Zhi wishes that day..."

Wang Xifeng's beautiful eyes blinked, her face was rosy with a little makeup on, her skin was delicate, and her whole body was full of youthful vigor, with a natural and innocent charm, and she just chanted such poems of deep boudoir grievances, which made her seem to be overwhelmed. A trace of the intellectual beauty of female Wenqing made Jia Lian faintly twitch his index finger.

"That's enough for you, if you tease me again, I'll take care of you, believe it or not."

Wang Xifeng was shocked and ashamed by the words, but she really didn't dare to offend Wen Qing again, otherwise the bad guy might really do what he said, although it's not that he has been punished for Bai Rixuan, but...she quickly changed the subject.

"This poem is really well written, my husband, who is that Nalan Xingde, and why has the slave family never heard of him?"

"Hehe~ There is no him in the history books. This is a piece of lost history in the land of China. Apart from me, I am afraid that few people will know the existence of this person."

Such verses are extremely inconsistent with Jia Lian's usual literary accomplishments, so naturally he would not do something like an impostor.

As he said, "My Qing Dynasty" has been completely submerged, and will never appear on the land of China again. Even if there is such a sign, Jia Lian doesn't mind taking the time to go to the northern prairie and even Tunguska, completely Exterminate those Jurchen barbarians.

"Oh? Is it like Wuhuluanhua? This makes sense. Presumably this Mr. Nalan must have been a coquettish and peerless talent at the time."

"Well...it's almost the same."

While Jia Lian was talking, his hands reached towards Wang Xifeng's waist, trying to hold the beautiful woman into his arms, and flirted again.

Although Cai Cai was not really ecstasy just now, it was the first time for Wang Xifeng to do such an out-of-the-ordinary act in a place of scholarly culture like the study, and there was still a lingering lingering blush on her pretty face at this time.

With the wonderful poems in hand, Wang Xifeng is indeed unwilling to do what he wished. Just now, she was almost bumped into by Ping'er and Feng'er who brought in the tea. If she is treated lightly again, she, the "young housekeeper" will really have no face. Do something.

"You'd better get out of my place!"

The water in Feng'er's eyes turned, and the handkerchief in Wang Xifeng's hand lightly fell on Jia Lian's face, and began to drive him away while Ping'er and Feng'er covered their mouths and snickered.

Jia Lian sighed: "Cross the river and tear down the bridge, throw it away when you're done using it, Feng Lazi, I'll remember you!"

"Pfft!"

This time even Wang Xifeng herself couldn't help showing a smile, and then quickly put on a straight face:
"What nonsense, you are the only one who can make arrangements, that's all, it's time for the ancestors to talk about me, if you don't go, I'll go!"

Wang Xifeng gave Jia Lian a charming look, and she was a little afraid that Jia Lian would be entangled with her idiot, so she got up and grabbed the paper on the desk that read "Mulan Flower: Imitating Ancient Jueci" and led Feng Er out of the house swayingly. went.

Although Zhiyu is not yet known as Ximai, Jia Lian and Qin Keqing, two god-cultivators, have confirmed the tiny but extremely strong vitality in her body.

Jia Lian guessed that the pregnancy was still very early, maybe even less than a month old, so ordinary doctors couldn't find out.

But the more important it is at this time, especially since Zhiyu is still pregnant with her first child, so it can't be overly serious.

All of a sudden, Zhiyu became the key target of the entire Rongxi Hall, and she was advised to lie in bed to rest when she had nothing to do, and even the old lady of Rongqing Hall sent all kinds of stewed tonics from time to time.

Under such circumstances, Jia Lian naturally had no one around, but it was a pity that all the maids were waiting eagerly, but Jia Lian did not choose a new man, but took Qiao Ping'er with him.

Now only Jia Lian was left with her in the study, and Ping'er's heart beat faster. Jia Lian looked at Ping'er's black silk like ink, a pretty face that bullied Frost and Saixue, with red lips and unpainted eyebrows. , the corners of Shui Xing's eyes were full of spring charm, and he couldn't help but stepped forward to hug the beautiful woman tenderly for a while.

Fortunately, Jia Lian knew the seriousness, and understood that if she really put Ping'er in the study at this time after Wang Xifeng left, it would indeed be a little contemptuous of her for this girl.

Even though he beat Yin Zui Yin severely, he still held back in the end, and never crossed the threshold.

Jia Lian gently let go of Qiao Ping'er, picked up the teacup, sipped a sip of fragrant tea, and let her tidy up her clothes by herself. After that, the two went out of the study one after the other.

Jia Lian didn't know that Ping'er, who was walking behind him, was looking at him with affection at this time. Although she had been close to Wang Xifeng since childhood, her life was still relatively good.

But after all, he is a first-class servant who serves others, so in terms of status and psychology, it is inevitable that he will be somewhat self-deprecating.Ever since she became Jia Lian's woman, she also quietly asked the two old nuns who Wang Xifeng married over for advice about the house.

Naturally, one can understand how rare it is for a man to endure his desire for the sake of her concubine, who is not even considered a concubine, in these years.

This is the attitude of really treating yourself as the person next to your pillow!
Ping'er followed Jia Lian out to wander around the West Road Courtyard. From a distance outside Jia She's courtyard, he used his spiritual sense to find out that he was meeting people from Xie's and Niu's families. Jia Lian turned around and went back to Rong. Jubilee Hall.

Qin Keqing was still in Rongqingtang and did not come back, and Jia Lian disliked the little guys over there for being too noisy, especially the five [Eggs of Earth-moving Dragon] of Baoyu, Lin Yong and others all successfully hatched a few days ago.

The cubs that were just born, sometimes screamed endlessly, and Lin Yong, Jia Cong, Daiyu, Xiangyun, and Qianqian were lively, even the old lady who loved the most excitement these days Some couldn't bear it, and most of the time they were driven to the big flower hall in the backyard to play by themselves.

Jia Lian took the reclining chair and put it next to the "Elf Tree" which had grown to more than three feet high in the courtyard, and asked someone to make orange juice, and put it on the small table beside him, lying happily and motionless.

Ping'er replaced Zhiyu's job in the past, picked up a Taoist classic that Jia Lian got from Zaoge Mountain - "Baopuzi Inner Chapter", and began to use her beautiful and refreshing voice like juanjuan spring water The recitation began.

"Baopuzi said: "A surplus of ten thousand hectares must start from the baht; a slender and beautiful sky must start from a tiny bit. Therefore, the Nanming is boundless in the collection of lines, and the Xuanpu reaches the height of the sky in the ordinary accumulation. .”

"Baopuzi said:..."

……

In Fabresburg, Jia Min has returned to his own site to continue building the magic tower. Since the Battle of Ironforge, the night battles with the dark and chaotic forces around the Three Kingdoms have also dropped a level of intensity.

Even so, maybe the accumulation is enough, and the rank promotion of the soldiers in the [Jia Lian Legion] still began to appear in batches.

This month, there are already more than 30 legionnaires who have broken through the innate precipice and become third-order innate masters.

There are three newly promoted fighters who have broken through and achieved the legendary realm, and Jia Xiazhou is one of them!

This is also the first group of people to follow Jia Lian. His breakthrough is both reasonable and expected, and everyone is happy for him.

In the afternoon, Fabresburg held a grand banquet. Rich businessmen and minor nobles with sufficient status in the town were invited, and most of them also brought their own or their family's daughters to the meeting with pleasure.

Since Jia Lian announced Nayakina, Elif, Lilith and other seven daughters as concubines in Fabresburg, the high-ranking fighters of the [Jia Lian Legion] also began to follow suit on a small scale, and they have also become concubines in the "game world". a small home.

As for why only high-level fighters choose to do this, it is naturally because the number of people entering the "immortal world" is limited every day, and the number of people "online" of [Jia Lian Legion] is about to exceed [-] every day.

It is really that raising the legion level consumes too much soul power. With Jia Lian's current savings, even if all of it is spent on the legion level, he can only raise the legion by two levels at most.

The improvement of the two legion levels can only increase 20 quotas at most, and apart from a considerable part of these precious quotas being taken out for rotation, only the dozen or so legend-level combat powers can be permanently retained.

With more and more innate masters in the legion, the innate masters who had married and had children in the "immortal world" began to be forced to spend less time with their own women and more often.

Hmm...that's a burning issue too!

　I went home late today, so I'll update chapter 3K first, and I'll update it tomorrow.

　　
　
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