A book-worn beauty is as delicate as a jade than a flower

In this way, Wen Liangyu became a cared-for rice worm, and was carefully raised in the capital Nanzhuang.That's right, Nanzhuang in the capital city, the private property of the eldest son, has a very literary, sad and boring name.

Every time Wen Liangyu hears this name, he thinks of that well-known poem:

Last year, in this door today, the faces of human beings are red;

The human face does not know where to go, Peach Blossom still laughs spring breeze.

This association always made the corners of Wen Liangyu's mouth twitch, and it also reminded him of Chu Huan's appearance in spring when he first met after time travel - it was obviously not hot, but it made the people around him feel very cold.Sure enough, people who have a relationship with Mr. Yu are not normal.

However, the small bridges and flowing water in Nanzhuang, the capital city, surrounded by green trees and blooming peach blossoms are very suitable for recuperation, and there are no other idle people to interfere.After arriving in Nanzhuang, the capital city, Chu Huan spent much less time with Wen Liangyu. Wen Liangyu knew that he had an agreement with A-Qing to find Zuo Kang, and also had his own affairs, so he didn't care.In fact, for him, it would be best if Chu Huan could escape far.

Although she can no longer use crystal needles to draw blood from the heart, A-Qing still needs to give Wen Liangyu some daily treatment.This little girl looks like she hates him so much, she gives full play to the broad and profound knowledge of my great doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, and pours bitter medicine into the acupuncture and moxibustion cupping pot.

Fortunately, after a series of cruel and inhuman tortures, Taohuafen was somewhat attracted, and Wen Liangyu's tattered body finally improved.Although he is still weak, he is no longer able to lie down. When the weather is good, he can barely walk in the garden with Shiqin's support.Chu Huan felt relieved that his condition had improved.Wen Liangyu himself was able to explore this body and the world he lives in now—he was full of curiosity about all of this.More importantly, he will inherit the identity of Mr. Yu in this book world and spend his life as a character in the book.Instead of thinking about his own future, Wen Liangyu often fiddled with the things left by Young Master Yu.

So one day when Chu Huan came to visit him, he found Wen Liangyu playing with the pair of rainstorm pear blossom needles.The needle was left by Zuo Kang. Wen Liangyu once thought it came from the Tang Sect, but obviously there is no such sect as the Tang Sect in this world.The syringe was broken when it was in Wen Liangyu's hands, and Mr. Yu treasured it. It can be seen that this hidden weapon has a very different meaning to Mr. Yu.

Seeing Wen Liangyu's concentration, Chu Huan felt a little upset.He walked over to gather Wen Liangyu's cloak, and said softly, "Is it better today? Why just look at it?"

"Reporting to my son: my son's cough is not so severe at night, and the heat in the afternoon is also lower." It was Shi Qin who answered Wen Liangyu's place.

Wen Liangyu was not so careful, he only said enthusiastically: "Look at this hidden weapon, it's really ingenious in structure, it's concealed and powerful when hidden on the body."

"Concealment is good, but it's not necessarily powerful." Chu Huan was very disdainful of Zuo Kang's things: "What can you do with needles? That's what A-Qing did last time when he was careless. Yes, it escaped easily——Liangyu, what are you always looking at it for?"

I didn't hear Chu Huan's jealousy, so Wen Liangyu was right after thinking about it.Throughout the ages, there is only one adult named Dongfang who is famous for using needles, and he is also bestowed by a martial arts secret book that must come from the palace.He Wen Liangyu is not from the palace, so the rainstorm pear blossom needle cannot be used as a daily enemy weapon.

So he tossed out the sword left by Mr. Yu again: "This sword looks good."

Chu Huan glanced at him: "This sword is called Qingshang, made by the master Ou Yezi, and it is the number one on the list of weapons."

"That's right, this sword looks very sharp, and it has a murderous look." Wen Liangyu choked on the sword.Amidst the howling of the sword, he chanted in a long voice: "Recalling the day when Chang'an carried you--"

"--Youth is chivalrous, making friends with Wuduxiong. He has a gallbladder, his hair grows up, in the middle of a conversation, life and death are the same, a promise is worth a thousand dollars--"

--Push forward bravely, show pride and indulgence.Qinggaiyong, Lianfeijie, Doucheng East.Boom drinking wine, spring / color floats cold urn, absorbs the sea and hangs down the rainbow.Freely call the eagle and the dog, the white feather picks the carved bow, and the cunning hole is empty.Happy in a hurry.

This is a ballad often sung by Young Master Yu, and Wen Liangyu once heard him sing it in a dream.And this body seems to still have a memory of the Qingshang Sword, Wen Liangyu simply held it to hold the sword flower, and felt that it was very handy.It's a pity that his physical strength was exhausted, and when he put it down, his footsteps became chaotic, and Wen Liangyu couldn't help but staggered.

Chu Huan quickly supported him: "You are better, don't rush to move your sword."

Feeling dizzy for a while, Wen Liangyu felt a slight pain in his heart, so he had to sit down while supporting Chu Huan's arm.

Depressed, I thought my body would get better after being ravaged for such a period of time, but I didn't expect to still be in such a state of shaking and shaking.Wen Liangyu dropped his sword listlessly, fell down on the couch in a dispirited manner, and was about to go to sleep—so weak that he could only pass the time by sleeping, which was annoying.

Shizi is obviously very concerned about Mi Chong's mental state: "What's wrong?"

"I can't use any weapons like this, what a waste." Mi Chong coughed several times.

Lord Shizi fully carried forward the cordial concern of the leader: "With me here, Liangyu, you don't have to use weapons."

Mi Chong glanced at him: It is because of you that I have to get some weapons to protect myself.

But Wen Liangyu didn't speak, he was indeed a little tired.The peach branches outside the window were swaying, his head was swollen faintly, and he knew that the heat on his body had risen again—a low-grade fever in the afternoon, a common symptom of lung disease.Lying on the couch, Wen Liangyu was in a daze and was about to fall asleep again, the prince pushed him: "Don't stay in the room all the time when you're bored, I'll take you out for a walk."

Lord Shizi's paw moved closer.Fortunately, in the book, all kinds of diseases are only used to add to the delicate and pleasant demeanor of the protagonist. It is very unscientific and not contagious at all-except when the plot requires it to be contagious-otherwise, with the close contact of the eldest son, he would have died sooner or later. Just recruited.Before Wen Meiren had time to refuse, she was carried out of the house by a beautiful princess, and was taken to the carriage outside the house that had been prepared.

囧... If I turn salty fish one day, I will definitely force you to wear a bikini, and get back the humiliation you have suffered a thousand times!

Shizi's car for Michong is very comfortable, although it has a very scary pink color.Wen Liangyu squinted his eyes as he wobbled, and when the car stopped, Chu Huan stretched out his hand to hug him again, but Wen Liangyu pressed his arm and said, "Don't hug me all the time, I can walk by myself. "

His expression was serious and serious, so Chu Huan slowly withdrew his hand.Wen Liangyu supported the shaft of the car, stretched his arms to turn his body, and slowly got out of the car. Although he staggered when he landed, he finally landed safely.

call……

Mi Chong glanced at Shizi triumphantly, and in a blink of an eye saw a pavilion not far away.There are two chairs in the pavilion, and the reclining chairs are covered with thick blankets, so it is known that this is the resting place prepared by Mr. Shizi.

High-spirited, the warm beauty walked towards the pavilion, but after walking a few steps, she realized that she had really overestimated herself.There seemed to be a typhoon of level [-] blowing ahead, and he felt the sky spinning.After finally moving to the gazebo, Wen Liangyu threw himself on the railing, gasping for breath, unable to speak.And Chu Huan followed him with a half-smile, and had no intention of coming to help him.

囧!

Although panting like a cow, Wen Liangyu had already spoken the big words, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue the journey ahead, and finally almost rolled and fell onto the recliner.Chu Huan shook his head and sighed, asked Shi Qin to help him drink some water, and said, "I've asked A-Qing and Mr. Gu, the weather is nice today, you can relieve your hunger a little."

It was only then that Wen Liangyu noticed that there was a small incense burner carved with gold and inlaid with treasures in the pavilion, and some mist was being emitted from it.When the mist smelled carefully, it smelled like wine.Wen Liangyu only felt a frantically begging little hand protrude from his throat, and the hala was about to flow out immediately.

"This is Rouge." Sniffing, Wen Liangyu accurately reported the name of this wine.Young Master Yu's body was really impressed by it.The hopeless Wen Liangyu wanted to snatch the stove, but Chu Huan snatched it away.

Woo... what you mean by satisfying your hunger is lighting this thing up with an alcohol lamp?What a waste!

Mi Chong looked at the super gorgeous alcohol lamp in distress.The prince sighed, asked someone to open the food box he brought, took out an extremely delicate wine cup, and poured a small half cup for Wen Liangyu.

The wine is rose red and exudes a flower-like fragrance.It turned out to be wine.

Wen Liangyu smiled.As a time traveler, wine was mostly drunk by women in the stories he was in.But in fact, distilled liquor with a high degree of alcohol appeared very late, and some so-called turbid liquors and green ant liquors are not high in alcohol content, so some people call it "Hundred Poems of Doujiu"-if it is replaced by Moutai?It is estimated that it will roll under the table in less than eight taels.

The natural yeast on the grape skins makes the wine have a higher alcohol content than direct-brewed grain wine, and because grapes are not a large-scale plantation after all, wine is expensive, and it is a luxury that costs a bucket of gold. Only nobles like Shizi can afford it - he only poured out a small cup, not because of stinginess, but because of Wen Liangyu's physical condition, it really can only satisfy his cravings a little.

Not bad, Tao Li Chunfeng a glass of wine, barely considered a happy rice bug.

Wen Liangyu picked up rouge and brewed it.Peach blossoms are like clouds, plum blossoms are like snow, Chu Huan looks at him quietly in the warm spring breeze.The rouge is stuffed into the belly, and the sweetness like honey seems to float in the air.After all, what Master Shizi uses to please his sweetheart is not an ordinary thing, and it should be regarded as very intense in this era.And because of her poor health, Wen Liangyu was a little drunk.Chu Huan patted him with a smile: "You said you want to use weapons, but you don't have to ask Zuo Kang to keep them."

He beckoned, and a guy with a standard guard face brought something.The size is about the same as the rainstorm pear blossom needle, and it is also a small tube.But Chu Huan briefly demonstrated it in front of Wen Liangyu, and the hidden weapon fired from it could break even thick branches.

Wen Liangyu took it and inspected it carefully. It turned out that it was not filled with thin needles but steel balls. An improved version of the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle—for convenience, it is called the Storm Pear Blossom Bead—I don’t know what other improvements have been made to the mechanism inside. It is much bigger than the pear blossom needle, the only thing not as good as the pear blossom needle is that it is inconvenient to feed poison.

As if seeing Wen Liangyu's thoughts, Chu Huan said: "Liangyu, you always said in the past that using poison to work in the dark is not an upright manly style."

I see.From now on, the pear blossom pearl will face the enemy head-on, and the pear blossom needle will stumble secretly. It is said that both hands must be grasped, and both hands must be hard.Putting away the pear blossom beads in satisfaction, Michong sighed unsatisfactorily: "It would be even better if one day I can use the sword again."

"No hurry, no hurry." Shi Zi's laughing voice sounded lower and lower.

Chu Huan tentatively called Wen Liangyu twice again, seeing that he seemed to be really asleep, then lowered his voice and asked the guard who had been following behind him with his hands behind his back: "You said just now that there is news about Zuo Kang?"

The author has something to say: The role of this chapter is mainly to open cheats. With these two weapons, it is barely enough to protect yourself.

But Mr. Wen will definitely rise, otherwise, how can he complete his great mission as a gong?

PS: Drinking wine is a bit of a sissy feeling, but the plot needs it hehehe, in the future you need to drink strong alcohol before opening the plug-in.

Another PS: The alcohol content of wine and direct-brewed grain wine has been seen occasionally before, and has not been specifically verified.Please forgive me if there are any omissions.

PS again: the part of "Young Chivalry" read by the people in the play is from "Six States Getou", written by Song Hezhu, one of April's favorite bold and unrestrained lyrics, but it seems that it is not widely spread.

The full text of this word is as follows:

The young man is chivalrous, and he makes friends with Wuduxiong.Liver and gallbladder hole, hair towering.In the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand dollars.Push Qiaoyong, show pride and indulgence.Qinggaiyong, Lianfeijie, Doucheng East.Boom drinking wine, spring / color floats cold urn, absorbs the sea and hangs down the rainbow.Freely call the eagle and the dog, the white feather picks the carved bow, and the cunning hole is empty.Happy in a hurry.

Like a dream of yellow beams, resigning from Danfeng; sharing the bright moon, Yang Gupeng.The officials are redundant, and they are embarrassed; they are in the dust cage, and they are book collections.Heben are like a cloud of people, for rough use, and suddenly they perform amazingly.Jia agitation, Yuyang Lane, Sibei Weng.Do not invite long tassels, but take the Tianjiao species, and the sword roars to the west wind.I hate climbing mountains and facing water, I send lyres in my hand, and I see them off.