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The back garden is lonely, the snow falls silently, several palace lamps on the cloister are gently swaying in the night wind, and the study is brightly lit, and the epic incense is permeating the left and right. ,!

Qing Niang was wearing an indigo blue eight-piece Hunan skirt, wearing the pair of red gold ring beads and nine-turn exquisite bracelets on her wrist, the whole person was as slender as the moon, holding a pen in her hand, holding her cheeks, her eyes were longing, and the pear socket on her cheeks was looming.

She waited for Yang Yi to put down the teacup, and then asked, "Brother Yang, was the eldest princess so excited that she cried at that time?" Tell me, are you crying? What did she say when she saw you? Say it! ”

Yang Yi leaned back on the Taishi chair, with a little helplessness, and a little bewitched: "Qing Niang, can we not write this?" You see, that Zhang Sheng knew from the monk that the warblers went to the garden every night to burn incense.

In the dead of night, the moon was clear and the wind was clear, and the monks were asleep, so Zhang Sheng came to the back garden to peek at the warbler burning incense. Then he chanted a poem: the moonlight dissolves the night, the flowers are lonely and the spring is lonely; How to come to Haolu and not see the people in the moon? The warbler also immediately made a song: Lan Boudoir has been lonely for a long time, and she has nothing to do to spend the spring; Those who are expected to do groaning should sigh with pity. Qing Niang, look at it, under the moon before this flower, men and women sing harmony, what a beautiful thing! Let's write about this. ”

"It's not good, don't write this, although Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying are in love, Zhang Sheng should have thought openly and openly to propose marriage, but he will only climb over the wall in the middle of the night, if he is seen, if the bad guy is not said, he will not be able to escape the disaster, hum, such a man doesn't write."

"No, Qing Niang, isn't there a back? The rebel general Sun Feihu heard that Cui Yingying had the appearance of captivating the country and the city, and Xizi was too true. And he led five thousand men. surrounded the Pufu Temple layer by layer, and limited the old lady to hand over Yingying to be his wife within three days, and everyone was helpless;

At this time, Zhang Sheng stood up, first used the strategy of delaying the army to stabilize Sun Feihu, and then wrote a letter to Du Qu, the friend of the Eight Worships, who was the champion of Wu. He was appointed as the generalissimo of the expedition to the west, commanding an army of 100,000 and guarding Puguan. Zhang Sheng asked him to send troops. Beat off Sun Feihu. Qing Niang, you see, this Zhang is brave and strategic, in order to save the beauty. How rare it is to work hard! ”

Yang Yi thought that this would be able to move Qing Niang, but who knew that she put the pen on the green jade pen holder, took his tea and moistened her mouth, and said with a pair of crescent moons: "What is this, Zhang Sheng is just lucky, there is just a friend of the generalissimo Ren Zhengxi, how can this be compared with Brother Yang, Brother Yang rode away behind enemy lines, and the Peerless Domain urged the war clouds." Pingxi Xia, cross the ocean, and destroy the ......"

"Okay, okay, Qingniang, don't talk about it. You win, write whatever you like. ”

Yang Yi finally surrendered, no matter what he said, whether it was the Dream of Red Mansions or the Story of the West Chamber, Qing Niang was unmoved. I have to use him as the prototype and write a novel.

"Hehe, that's good, Brother Yang said quickly, didn't the eldest princess cry at that time, what did he say when he saw you."

"Crying, crying all the way, she said at the time...... She said something, yes, why did you come? ”

Yang Yi was also about to cry, Qing Niang didn't let go of any details in order to dig up the plot, and she didn't know if she was going to write a love novel or Yang Yi's secret history.

Qing Niang got up, paced back and forth in the room with her hands behind her back, and said something in her mouth: "The eldest princess, she must love Brother Yang to the bone, in that desperate situation at that time, the eldest princess must have spit out the truth involuntarily, she was taken captive, and she only hoped that Brother Yang would save her, and subconsciously believed that Brother Yang would definitely save her........."

"Qingniang, my stomach hurts, I want to go back to the toilet." Yang Yi had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground, so he had to resort to the last way to escape.

"Hmph, don't go, Brother Yang, don't think I don't know, you're deliberately making excuses to avoid others." Qing Niang smiled playfully and pulled his sleeve and didn't let go.

"Qing Niang, when did you become so domineering, my real toilet, I can't hold it back."

"Okay, they'll go with you."

"Isn't it? Qing Niang...... God, I surrender, I surrender, you can ask whatever you want, I'm still holding it back. ”

"Hehe....... Brother Yang, don't lie to others, you're okay at all, you want someone else to write this book, people really want to write it, and you push back and forth, how can people write it?"

Yang Yi cautiously suggested: "Qing Niang, or ...... Wouldn't it be better if you don't write and have time to write more poems, how elegant is this? ”

"No, Brother Yang said that you can't give up halfway, now that people have started to write, how can they give up halfway? Besides, Brother Yang's story is so exciting, people really can't stop. ”

Yang Yi begged with a bitter face: "But, Qing Niang, can you not write like this, you write like this, isn't this taking off Brother Yang and me and throwing them on the street?" I just have a little privacy, and, also, Qingniang, don't forget your sister Qing'er's embroidery needle, ouch, that will kill me! ”

"Hee-hee! Brother Yang don't have to be afraid, when the time comes, people will say that they have scribbled it, and Sister Qing'er won't blame Brother Yang. ”

Qing Niang said so, paced and pondered, the palace lamp sprinkled on Qing Niang's sideburns and waist, turned around and walked, all extremely graceful, the pear vortex on the cheeks was faint, the quality was proud and frosty, and the fragrance contained autumn dew;

The way she thinks about it seriously has a unique inner beauty, maybe this is the so-called poetry and bookishness.

Yang Yi saw that she had been pondering for a long time, thinking that she had been shaken and was talking about the Dream of Red Mansions, but she continued: "Well, I still have to write about Brother Yang, but what Brother Yang said also makes some sense, okay, people think about it again and save some details." ”

Yang Yi felt that this time he was obviously lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, and he had nothing to ask Qing Niang to write a novel, this time, if he continued like this, his secret history would have to be dug up by Qing Niang.

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The next day, Yang Yi was not in a hurry to go home, and when she went back, she was afraid that she would be pulled by Qing Niang to ask about the 'plot', her pitiful appearance. Yang Yi didn't say anything, but he couldn't stand her begging, and often said it again with a soft heart;

This is not good, it is better if the book is not written now, and when the book comes out, Thirteen Niang will definitely read it, and it will not be strange if the embroidery needles are flying all over the sky;

Scholar Yang imagined himself covered in embroidery needles. looked like a hedgehog, and couldn't help but shiver.

Alas, it's all the shit "The Tale of Genji". If it weren't for it, wouldn't I be able to go back to my home?

No, you can't go back to your home in Jingmingfang. Isn't there a luxurious new house here in Xingguofang?

Scholar Yang secretly shouted long live to Liu Qingjing, beat the horse and went to Xingguofang.

This time he walked through the back door, and the back alley was silent, the willow leaves were gone, and the silk was empty.

The high walls on both sides are narrow alleys, and the sound of Yang Yi's horses' hooves is particularly loud after entering the alley.

Twenty or thirty steps away from the back door of his house, a small door next to him creaked and suddenly opened.

Yang Yi subconsciously looked over and saw a beautiful woman standing in the small door. The head is inserted in the beads and the crested jade hairpin, the eyes are cut in the autumn water, the spring onions are plucked with ten fingers, and the gray light fur jacket is dressed, and the skirt drags eight pieces of Xiangjiang water. The demeanor is all directions, not who the neighbor Xiao Yingying is.

She stood inside the door, and at first glance it looked like she was just about to go out, but Yang Yi didn't have to think about it to know that this was just a deliberate appearance she did, because there was no one behind her;

A lady of a wealthy family like this goes out. How can you not even bring a ring? And her breath was a little short, as if she had just run.

Yang Yi looked up at the small building with the half-open windows in the backyard of her house, and the appearance of Jin Lian smiling by the window suddenly appeared in her mind.

The beautiful woman in the door glanced at him leisurely, blushed shyly against the door, pinched her skirt with her fingers, and looked cramped and uneasy.

Yang Yi simply stopped the horse and said with a smile: "Mrs. Pang, I don't mean we met again, last time Mrs. Pang helped pick up the paper kite, I haven't thanked you yet." ”

Hearing him say this, the beautiful woman in the door was even more ashamed, and her waist was blessed, and she replied with her head down: "Since we are neighbors, some small things, Ning Guogong don't take it to heart." ”

Yang Yi looked at her, this woman was full of mature charm, like a ripe watertight peach, exuding a tempting taste, and with the graceful and luxurious temperament of a noblewoman.

Yang Yi couldn't help but blurt out: "Mrs. Pang is right, we are neighbors, but there is no need to be too polite, my Mei Niang and they are also bored at home on weekdays, if Mrs. Pang is free, why not find them to have a cup of tea to relieve their boredom, neighbors can walk back and forth and take care of each other, Mrs. Pang, you say yes?" ”

The beautiful woman glanced up at him, her face was as red as fire, she was ashamed, and her heart was like a deer kicking, making her plump breasts rise and fall, and she was seductive.

She said hesitantly: "The slave family has nothing to do at home on weekdays, but these days I really went to the Guogong Mansion to string the door, Ning Guogong doesn't live here, probably I don't know." ”

"Oh, that's good, Mrs. Pang doesn't have to be polite, it's a good thing that there are more contacts between neighbors, and I welcome Mrs. Pang very much."

Yang Yi's words obviously had a bit of a provocative taste, not only was the woman in the door not angry, but her eyebrows quietly climbed a touch of spring, and then looked at her thin waist and plump breasts, and her concave and convex delicate body, which couldn't help but make people's hearts ape;

It was inconvenient to stay outside the door, Yang Yi only chatted with her in a hurry for a few words, and then said goodbye.

Entering his backyard, Yang Yi asked Ruan Rou and the three of them, only to know that it was true, that Xiao Yingying actually came to the door twice, the first time she said that she was here to borrow some things for the woman's house, and after chatting with Ruan Rou and them, she said goodbye.

In the second time, Ruan Rou and the three of them also served tea to entertain Xiao Yingying, and the four of them chatted together for half an hour;

Yang Yi just teased her verbally outside the door just now, I never thought that she would really come over to visit the door, the atmosphere of the Great Song Dynasty is open, and it is very common for neighbors to visit each other, this is nothing, but .......

Damn, why do you want to do so much, Lao Tzu is a bad person, everyone takes the initiative to send it to the door, and pushes it out, is that still a man?

Yang Yi waited for Ruan Rou to finish speaking, and said with a smile: "What do you think of this Mrs. Pang?" ”

"Mrs. Pang is kind-hearted and warm-heart......ed" Ruan Rou suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hesitated not to continue.

Ruan Rou looks dignified and elegant, the more this is the case, the more Yang Yi likes to tease her, she sits on the couch, then holds her on her lap, caresses her soft waist and says: "It's inconvenient for you to go out, it's okay for the neighbors to come to the door to receive you, don't think about it." ”

"Master, the slave doesn't dare."

"Don't dare what? Hahaha! ”

"The slave doesn't dare to think about it."

"This heart grows in your chest, do you think about it too much, who knows?"

"If you don't believe it, you'...... You touch. ”

With Ruan Rou's character, she couldn't say anything like that before, but now under Yang Yi's training, this dignified concubine said it shyly and timidly.

"Okay, then I'll touch it, hahaha!" The beauty invited, how could Yang Yi be polite, one hand reached through her waist and swam up to the towering twin peaks.

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