Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 44: Different peaches and plums mixed with dust

　　 came out of the garden, standing alone, Shen Lian knew it, but it was Shen Ruoxi.

　　 Although Shen Lian rarely returns to Shen's mansion, every time he comes back, his power is getting stronger, even Shen Qingshi and Shen Qingshan do not consciously treat him politely.

　　It's not Shen Lian's harshness, but a person's status and influence, and others see him differently.

　　 Shen Ruoxi's prejudice against Shen Lian from the beginning, and later learned some things about Shen Lian privately, and got to know the world better, but instead developed a complex and unspeakable worship.

　　 He didn't know that it was Shen Lian who rescued her from the dream that year. After all, a long time passed. Even though there were some memories at that time, it was completely blurred later.

　　 What's more, she doesn't know the origin or the origin.

　　 "Ruoxi, are you waiting for me?" Shen Lian took the initiative to say hello. Shen Ruoxi is almost twenty-eighth, the most beautiful age, slim, like a handful of clear lotus.

　　 "As soon as I wanted to go in, Grandpa stepped back and had to wait for you outside." Shen Ruoxi bit her lower lip slightly, and the fragrance of the girl escaped quietly and peacefully between the two.

　　 fell in Shen Lian’s eyes, even though Shen Ruoxi’s skin was so tender that she could pinch water, she could still see many blemishes, which was far less perfect than Xin Shisi Niang, but more real.

　　 Besides, Shen Lian did not have a sister in his previous life. He is an only child in his generation, and he really yearns for his siblings.

　　 After all, this life has a constant blood relationship, and Shen Lian has gradually become a younger sister, unlike when she first returned to Shen's house.

　　 "What's the matter?" Shen Lian didn't go around in circles. He was about to seek Daoxiang. He might not have the chance to come back in this life. If Shen Ruoxi wants anything, he will try his best to help her.

　　 "I want to hold a plum poem meeting." Shen Ruoxi put on her toes. As she grows older, she has become more ladylike and gentler.

　　 "Just do it if you want, and second uncle won't stop you from holding a poem meeting." Shen Lian laughed.

　　 "You know I'm not as good as you in elementary school, can you make a song for me?" Shen Ruoxi pulled Shen Lianyi's corner.

　　 "I'm afraid I didn't do well and will make you embarrassed." Shen Lian shook his head.

　　 "Why, if you do it seriously, you will definitely be able to beat the crowd." Shen Ruoxi almost directly shook Shen Lian's arm.

　　 Recently, she peeked a lot of scripts about chivalry, and used words such as overpowering heroes.

　　 "I certainly can't write a poem by myself, but I can copy someone else's for you, so that no one will find it." Shen Lian said casually.

　　 "Really?" Shen Ruoxi was suspicious. I don't read much, so don't lie to me.

　　 "Fake, believe it or not." Shen Lian raised his foot and left.

　　 "I believe it is not enough, you have the ability to remember, thought I didn't know, looking for a poem that is not the same, it is enough to fool them." Shen Ruoxi encountered Shen Lian's memory once by chance, or last year, she When Shen Lian came back from her home school, her husband asked her a question. She couldn't answer it, so she asked her to find the book she had learned and copy it a hundred times.

　　 Shen Lian used the martial arts of sound transmission to tell her a certain line in a certain volume of a certain book.

Mr. 　　 casually asked questions, and it is of course impossible for Shen Lian to know in advance.

　　 This also shows how exaggerated Shen Lian’s memory is.

　　 The Shen family is not a family of poets and books, but in Qingzhou Prefecture, there is nothing more abundant than the Shen family's collection of books.

　　Shen Ruoxi knew that Shen Lian would sometimes go to the book collection places in his home for a while, and he really saw some side-line poems and wrote them down. It was not surprising at all.

　　 Of course, it is impossible for Shen Ruoxi to know. It didn't take much time for Shen Lian to finish down the Tibetan secretaries, and he also understood many strange stories that others didn't know.

　　 "Listen well, I'll just say it once." Shen Lian patted Shen Ruoxi's head.

　　 "Don't be too long, or I can't remember."

　　 "It's very short."

　　 "Then say it quickly."

　　 There are thousands of books in Shen Lian's chest. They are just the poetry of this world. No matter how remote the origin, someone will always know.

　　He wants to give Shen Ruoxi, of course, poems from the earth.

　　 The two worlds have similar cultural backgrounds, and the poetry and verses are similar.

　　 I have read a poem about plum blossoms before, and Shen Lian chooses a poem before chanting: "

　　 in the ice and snow forest,

　　 different peaches and plums mixed with dust;

　　 suddenly smells of fragrance overnight,

　　 disperse the universe and thousands of miles of spring. "

　　 Shen refining internal energy is sufficient, although it is a low groan, it has the air of a young phoenix.

　　 The poem is not elegant in terms, but the conception is high, and the artistic conception is superb. In fact, it coincides with the calm temperament.

　　 finished in one breath, Shen Lian actually felt a sense of intent and harmony, and the long-stayed barrier was a little loose.

　　 "This poem is not good." Shen Ruoxi murmured.

　　"Why?"

　　 "Such a good poem, I guess others have already known it. Wouldn't you tell me to take it out as a show of ugliness." Shen Ruoxi is really shocked and troubled. If Shen Lian's poem is on the average level, it's okay, but it's difficult. The poems are easy to understand and have outstanding rhyme. They must be well-known and easy to wear.

　　 "If you believe me, take it out. If you don't believe me, just think about it."

　　 "Well, then I said you did it, and you were the one who made the ridicule." Shen Ruoxi snorted.

　　 "I really want someone to be able to break it through." Shen Lian secretly said in his heart that Shen Ruoxi reminded him that the five-character poem by Wang Chongyang when Ling Chongxiao told stories before should not be the original product of this world.

　　 I don’t know what mystery is in it.

　　

　　 Time flies by. Today is fifteen, but the weather is not good. After two days of clearing, there is another cold wave.

　　 There are no stars or moons in the sky, only the lights on the ground can illuminate.

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　　 Shen Lian saw Xin Shisi Niang for the second time, in the Jialan Monastery on Mount Jialan.

　　 The lights are shining, like running water, flowing out from the door, mixed with snow and ice, as bright as standing water.

　　 A plum blossom with sparse shadows and slanting shadows, a bright and moving girl.

　　 light yellow flowers, crimson xiayi.

　　 "The girl is here, I don't know for a while whether I should look at flowers or people." Shen Lian smiled, at this ancient temple in the deep mountains, without stars and moon nights, calmly.

　　 "First I am not a human being, and the second flower is not as good as I am, but Master Shen doesn't speak much?" Xin Shisiniang smiled freely.

　　"The plum blossoms, the ice and snow beauty, are all respectable and amiable things, they are all eye-catching, and I can't tell the beauty in my heart."

　　 "I saw Ye Liuyun before and only thought he was inferior to you, but now I feel that you are inferior to him." Xin Shisi Niang's fingers flicked the plum, the branches swayed, and the shadows were full.

　　 "Oh, but I don't know why?" Shen Lian asked at the right time.

　　 "He is not blind after all."

　　 Shen Lian cupped his belly and laughed, and said: "I have seen in my life, only the girl is the most interesting."

　　 "But you are boring, like a little old man, a good gift." Xin Shisi Niang confessed with her hands, there is a tendency to pass by, leaving the posture of buying money.

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