Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The carriage swayed, Huaxian sat in the carriage, his eyes gradually became brighter, but the circles of his eyes turned red.

Where is Lord Wu'an's mansion? It is the mansion of Lord Wu'an Bai Qi.Who is Bai Qi, the number one general of the Qin State, also the highest military officer, the God of War of the Qin State.

Asking Lord Wu'an's mansion to shamelessly pick her up in public for a prostitute, she has never imagined how much Mr. Gu has done for her.

But she could think of it, that was the affection she still didn't know.

It was a short distance, but many people saw a carriage from Dongzan Building to Wu'an Jun Mansion.

"Yu!"

The carriage stopped,

Lao Lian jumped out of the carriage and opened the curtain: "Miss, we're here."

Huaxian got off the carriage, in front of him was the gate of Lord Wu'an's Mansion, it was a bit deserted, far away from the city, very quiet.

"From now on, it will be the girl's home. You don't need to see outsiders. The people under Mr. Wu An are very nice, and you can rest assured." Lao Lian said calmly, he will always be like this.

Huaxian's eyes are still a little red, she doesn't have the slightest joy of getting out of Dongzan Tower now, she just wants to know what happened to Young Master Gu...

Looking at the old gentleman in front of him, Huaxian's eyes were very nervous: "Old gentleman, how is Young Master Gu?"

Mr. Gu?

The corner of Lao Lian's mouth twitched, looking at the nervous girl in front of him, he shook his head secretly, it's pitiful that his young lady is a liar.

But since he was still lying, he couldn't tell the truth, so he had to follow along.

"Young Master Gu is resting in the courtyard right now, I can take you to have a look."

"Thank you, thank you sir."

Huaxian thanked him again and again, Lao Lian sighed, and walked in front, leading the way.

Came to Gu Nan's small courtyard, but the door of that room was not closed.

"That's right, the old man will not follow."

Lao Lian pointed to Gu Nan's room, Miss's room, he was naturally not suitable to go in.

Huaxian looked at the closed door and unconsciously quickened her pace.

At this time, Gu Nan was lying on his bed, flipping through a scroll of bamboo slips in boredom.

The buttocks are so painful that there is no way to get off the ground, so I can only read books to get by.

Her hair was not tied up, but hung casually on one side, and she was wearing a loose single dress.The chest is not big, but it is much more conspicuous than her wearing a loose men's clothing. At least it can be seen that she is a woman, and she is a beautiful and heroic woman.

"Here."

The sound of the door opening.

Gu Nan turned her head in doubt, thinking it was Xiaolu

But she saw someone she couldn't even imagine.

"Hua, Huaxian girl?" Gu Nan looked at the woman standing by the door in a daze and said.

But Huaxian was completely stunned when he saw Gu Nan lying on the bed.

It was a woman, she could see clearly.

And that was Mr. Gu from last night.

Mr. Gu, is it a woman?

Huaxian looked at Gu Nan for a long time, but her face blushed inexplicably.

I don't know if it's because of her misunderstanding all the time or because of Miss Gu's current attire, she is only wearing a thin dress, but she has seen everything that should be seen and what should not be seen.

After a hasty bow, he stammered.

"Hua, Huaxian, thank you Miss Gu for saving me."

Chapter 28: Ghost Valley Talks About Swords

At the East Hairpin Poetry Contest that day, a butterfly loves flowers, a bit desolate, a bit affectionate, and the song was unforgettable.

Naturally, the word spread.

In this reserved age, this poem is a love poem that is already touching and cannot be moved any more.

The talented man surnamed Gu wrote such words for a prostitute, and he gained a reputation as an infatuation.It is this infatuation that has caused countless girls to cry when they heard it, and some even wrote this poem on their handkerchiefs, and often took it out to read.

Talented scholars wrote lyrics and said Fu, but unfortunately no one could explain the short Die Lian Hua clearly.In just two short paragraphs, the words of this love are indeed expressed very deeply.

I can only shake my head and sigh, the hard life of Mr. Gu and Miss Huaxian.

This word was spread in the streets and wells, and it became more and more popular, and finally even spread into the Grand Palace.

King Qin Zhaoxiang looked at the document in his hand, shook his head and laughed.

"This Lord Wu'an is really old and strong. Before the battle was fought, he went to the widow's East Hairpin Tower to grab the girl first. Let him go, as long as he can beat his fierce wife, why not? Huh? Hahahaha."

While speaking, he pointed to the document and said to the eunuch beside him.

"Your Majesty, there is a poem recently circulating in the city of Your Majesty, which is actually related to the picture of the fairy girl Wu An robbed."

"Oh?" A gleam of interest flashed in Qin Wang's eyes: "You read it to listen to the widow."

"Yes." The eunuch bowed and said: "This word is like this: leaning against a dangerous building, the wind is soft. Looking at the extreme spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass and smoke. No one can rely on the meaning without words.

It is planned to get drunk with the picture of sparse madness.Singing to wine, strong music is tasteless.The belt gradually widens and I don't regret it.People haggard because of Yixiao. "

Qin Wang was fascinated by the sound, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, as if he remembered something, he read it deeply: "The belt is getting wider and wider, and I will not regret it, because of Yixiao, people are haggard."

"Good words..." King Qin took a breath and straightened his expression: "Who is the author of this lyrics? Don't tell me, it's the old man from Baiqi, it can't be him, how many times has he Jinliang, I know that it is reliable in war, but it is impossible to write this lyrics."

Seeing King Qin lose his composure, the eunuch wiped the sweat from his brow, but he didn't dare to lose his composure, and he didn't dare to watch King Qin lose his composure.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was not Lord Wu An, but it was rumored that a talented man surnamed Gu did it, and gave it to the painting fairy girl."

"A genius surnamed Gu?" King Qin was taken aback. Why had he never heard of such a talented genius?

The eunuch hurriedly continued: "Your Majesty, the apprentice of Lord Wu An is also surnamed Gu. And some time ago, there was also a poem written by Ms. Gu: Qingzun fine wine and moonlight cup, if you want to drink Jinming, immediately remind me. Drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Mo Xiao, fighting in ancient times How many people come back."

"Although there is a slight difference between Fengya and Fengya, both of them have excellent literary talents. In addition, Mr. Wu An came to pick up the painting fairy girl the next day, so I think these two people are probably the same person."