Rule the Roost in the Tang Dynasty: Two hundred and ninety-three white mice

Li Hong looked at Pei Wanying who had suddenly become a little mysterious, and he couldn't help but become curious. What other poems he didn't know about Changan scholars?

Pei Wanying looked at Li Hong’s inquisitive gaze, then turned to look at the empty streets around, and then said: “Remember not to tell others. This Sinon was made by His Royal Highness in the Western Regions. It spread among the scholars of Chang'an."

"Yeah, you, I want to hear what poetry is that makes you so mysterious." Li Hong nodded like garlic.

Pei Wanying looked at Li Hong, took her gaze to exhort Li Hong again, and then said: "Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looks at Yumen Pass. Huangsha wears golden armor for hundreds of battles, and will not return it without breaking Loulan."

Li Hongming nodded his head clearly. This is one of Wang Changling's "Seven" by Wang Changling. I didn't expect that even Pei Wanying knew about it, but why didn't the Changan scholar know?

Looking at Li Hong thinking, Pei Wanying was even more sure that Li Hong was also a scholar. Although she also wrote poems in front of her today, it was far worse than the poems of His Royal Highness.

Now that I read out the poems of His Royal Highness, he shouldn't be embarrassed. After all, this was made by the prince who was also known as the child prodigy and Ziwei Xingxia.

"This...Since Changan scholars don't know, why do you know?" Li Hong came back to his senses and asked Pei Wanying.

Now I changed to Pei Wanying. This person's thinking is really different from ordinary people, and his mind is not placed on the poems of His Royal Highness, but on things that he knows.

Pei Wanying looked at him and said: "My father has been with the Prince in the battles in Anxi for these years. Naturally, he heard that the Prince wrote poems, so he mentioned it in the letter to me."

Li Hong would like to know whether Pei Xingjian mentioned himself in the letter or praised himself in front of his daughter. If this is the case, can he win the Keren in front of him with less effort?

But after thinking about it, I still couldn’t ask. No matter how I asked, I felt abrupt, so I said: "This way, do you prefer this kind of poetry?"

Pei Wanying thought for a while, then nodded firmly. It is estimated that because of Pei Xingjian's relationship, she was influenced by Pei Xingjian's civil and military skills. Although she seems gentle, her personality is very strong and unyielding.

"Father, the poem of His Royal Highness the Prince is as domineering as his Royal Highness is commanding thousands of troops and horses. He is strategizing and decisively winning thousands of miles away, and his Royal Highness, like this poem he wrote, is an enemy in Anxi. I am frightened by the wind."

Pei Wanying's last sentence obviously came to his father, but to Li Hong, it sounds like a mixed reputation. Thinking about what she did in Anxi, she really didn't think she was complimenting herself.

Thinking of this, Li Hong couldn't help but touch his nose. Whether he praised himself or not, just read one out of the seven. No matter what, he couldn't be worse than that Li Hong. Anyway, he couldn't waste the name Li Bai.

"Sister Pei, after listening to the poem you just read, I suddenly felt inspired and wrote a poem about the battle in the Western Regions. Why would you like to comment on one or two?" Li Hong said.

Pei Wanying is no longer lonely with him now, and the whole person seems a lot more active. After hearing Li Hong's words, she involuntarily covered her mouth and laughed.

Although he was wearing a mask, it still made Li Hong feel glamorous and delicious.

Pei Wanying held back her smile, thinking about his general poems just now, and said a little bit: "Okay, girl, I will listen."

"One hundred feet of building in the west of the beacon city, the evening is alone in Shanghai, wind and autumn. Even the Qiang flute Guan Shanyue, there is no golden boudoir. How is it? How does it compare with the Prince's Royal Highness?" Li Hong pretended. He was wearing a white robe, like a white impermanence. At this moment, he had to write a poem on his back. The poet's image was not portrayed, but he looked like a filial son.

The smile on Pei Wanying's face disappeared after Li Hong uttered the first sentence. As the second sentence slowly came out of Li Hong's mouth, Pei Wanying seemed to feel that she was already there, and she was in contact with her father. In his letter, his father mentioned the beautiful Qinghai Lake.

The next three or four sentences shocked Pei Wanying beyond the limit, and she seemed to be able to understand the thoughts of her father and mother in the letter from her poem.

This is a poem that a conscript misses his hometown. Whether it is the environment, atmosphere, or emotion, it is contained in these two short poems, and it is full of Pei Wanying's miss for her father.

"This...this is the poem you wrote?" Pei Wanying couldn't believe it. She really couldn't connect this poem with that just now, let alone believe it. In just a short time, this young man Li Bai was here. She wrote two poems in front of her.

If Li Hong knew Pei Wanying's thoughts at the moment, I am afraid he would think this is nothing? Under the intimidation of my dragon mother's feather duster, I have done five in a row.

"Of course I did it." Someone said decisively.

As for the unborn Wang Changling, he is a great poet anyway. He will work harder and write some other poems to add more bricks to the splendid culture of China for five thousand years, so that the three hundred Tang poems of later generations will become Tang poems. Five hundred, let those guys go back.

Pei Wanying began to habitually tilt her head to think about the problem again, but her eyes at this time, I don't know if it was because she missed her father, it looked a little dim.

Li Hong looked at Pei Wanying with his head tilted and imagined the dimples under the mask that made him obsessed, and heard Pei Wanying suddenly say: "Have you been to the Western Regions? Have you met my father? He is okay now Right?"

Pei Wanying believes that those who can make this kind of poem must have been to the Western Regions, otherwise it would be impossible to get it easily and express the aspirations of the border soldiers so appropriately.

What's more, this son of Li, after knowing his name is Pei Wanying by the river, yelled as if he had seen a ghost and asked if he was Pei Xingjian or Pei Judao’s daughter. It was enough to know that he must have seen one of them. One.

Now that he wrote this poem in front of his own face, it is obviously impossible to have seen Pei Judao. Pei Judao is a civil servant. Unlike his father, civil servants and military generals are competent, so she is sure that this son Li Bai, Must have met his father.

Li Hong was taken aback, watching Pei Wanying look at her gaze quietly, plus the firmness in her eyes, thinking about it, this icy and smart darling has been since he first saw her. In terms of performance so far, I guessed it.

"Well, I did meet your father. Your father is very good. He misses you and your mother very much." Li Hong said solemnly.

"It's no wonder then, you must have returned from the Western Expedition with His Royal Highness, but unfortunately, his father was left in Tubo by His Royal Highness. He has a heavy responsibility and cannot come back now." Pei Wanying from Li Gongzi After proving his guess, he seemed a little sad.

While walking forward, I lowered my head and kicked the dirt on the dirt road from time to time, watching the dirt like a girl's mind, running forward on the bumpy road under my feet.

"You...you miss your father very much?" Li Hong asked with some guilty conscience.

After all, Pei Xingjian and Ma Zai have never come back since they arrived in Anxi. Now it has been more than four or five years. There is no reason why people do not want to be home.

Pei Wanying nodded thoughtfully. She answered Li Hong's question and said after a while: "But it's coming soon. Listen to my father. I'm afraid I will be back in more than two years. ."

Li Hong's conditioned reflex and a heartless bald grunt said: "At that time, when your father comes back, I'm afraid you are already married, right?"

Sure enough, Pei Wanying just like when she first met by the river, stared at him a little angrily, and then began to bow her head again.

How can the concerns of a girl’s family be in the presence of a first-time man?

If you should also be with your mother, if your father doesn’t come back, you won’t get married. Only when your father comes back will you find someone to get married~IndoMTL.com~ Li Hong knows that he has failed to say something, and looking at this anger is an irritating kid , Touched his nose, and then continued to move forward.

"If...I am if, if your father comes back early, would you be happy or not?" Li Hong became more heart-stirred this time, for fear of angering the beautiful woman again.

When I walked to the gate of the house, I didn't see Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang, but there were two soldiers guarding the door, watching Li Hong and the three people come over and hurriedly salute.

Li Hong waved his hand, and instead of letting the two talk, he asked, "Where is Sun Shenxian?"

"You are not allowed to come in." Before the soldier had time to answer, Sun Simiao's obviously revengeful voice came from the next room.

"Why can't I go in?" Li Hongba looked up, but didn't see where the old way was.

"Just forbid you to come in, it will only add to the chaos. Wanying come in, don't let him come in with you." Sun Simiao said coldly, knowing that it would only be a disservice to find the princess for himself.

"Mr. Li, then I will go in first." Pei Wanying leaned forward and smiled, wearing that fitted white robe, slowly walking in.

Leave someone staring at the beautiful shadow blankly for a long time.

I patted the white head next to him, and continued to let the two soldiers hold the door. If the manpower is not enough, they can also be mobilized from elsewhere.

The sky is getting dark, and one day has passed by Li Hong surrounded by Pei Wanying, and he can't leave Lantian now, unless Sun Simiao can find a way to figure out how the vaccinia vaccine is implanted in the human body, including the dosage After everything is controlled, he can return to Chang'an with confidence.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look forward to martial arts, and said: "Notify Di Renjie, look at the criminals in the Dali Temple, and see if there are any serious offenders, and bring a few here as white rats."

"White mouse?" Yang Wu didn't understand what it meant.

"If you let you go, just go, don't care about what a white mouse is."