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It's almost the Shangyuan Festival, a crescent moon hangs brightly on the east chamber, and the golden wind blows into the window.

There is a incense stick on the table under the window. On the left red sandalwood shelf is a large plate of a large official kiln, which contains dozens of delicate yellow and exquisite Buddha's hands.

On the bronze lampstand next to the table, a few candles illuminate the room, and on the lacquer shelf on the right hangs a white jade flounder chime, and a small hammer hangs next to it. The couch is a moon cave tooth bed hanging with green double-embroidered flowers and grass insect gauze tents. The room gives people a sense of elegance and elegance everywhere, just like its owner.

Gu Hanyan wore a peony emerald green smoke veil Bixia Luo, and a pink narcissus scattered flowers and green leaf skirt on the floor. The low-hanging sideburns are obliquely inlaid with pearl jasper hairpins, the skin is delicate as fat, and the body is graceful and colorful.

This water-like woman can't help but think of a poem: borrowing water to bloom from a strange water sinks into bones and jade for muscles.

She stood behind Qin Mu, gently rubbed her temples for Qin Mu, and at the same time explained softly: "King Qin, don't take it to heart, the slave feels incredible when he hears such a thing, it is normal for the ministers to be a little resistant at first, just let King Qin explain it to them slowly." ”

Qin Mu leaned on the chair on the east slope and said with a wry smile: "It's been an all-afternoon fight, these guys can always find a lot of reasons to make irresponsible remarks, this is just a few Sima An, it's so difficult to convince, if it is put in the court to discuss, it will definitely be a mess." No matter what, this king will give you a few words first. ”

Seeing that Qin Mu said that he wanted an inscription, the two maids who came to wait in the room hurriedly went to lay paper and study ink. Gu Hanyan Yanran asked, "I don't know what words King Qin wants to inscribe to the slave?" ”

The small pear vortex looming on her cheeks was extremely cute, Qin Mu looked up and saw it, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek and smiled: "You will know the Tao when you see it." ”

After speaking, he got up, took the largest pen from the pen holder, dipped it with ink and wrote five big characters on the rice paper: Hanyan Painting and Embroidery Academy.

"What a beautiful name, but unfortunately, this king is used to writing 'agree', 'knowing the way', cough cough, and then writing other words. It always feels like it's not going well. ”

Gu Hanyan covered his lips with his sleeves and chuckled: "Where did King Qin speak, your calligraphy is heroic, happy and calm, strict and uninhibited, easy and unruly, like a noble son, high-spirited, and brilliant." It's a rare good word. ”

Qin Mu held a pen in one hand, pinched his chin in the other, and said thoughtfully: "Smoke." How do I feel like I've seen these words when you like me? ”

Gu Hanyan hurriedly moved two steps away, and denied with a smile: "King Qin thinks too much, how can there be?" ”

"No, I've seen it, why are you retreating so far?"

"No, no, slave is just" Gu Hanyan is from everyone's beautiful background, and she is not good at lying, so she can't explain it for a while. His face was full of embarrassment.

Qin Mu put his pen aside, and suddenly there was a big move, stepped forward to hug her willow waist, and threatened viciously: "Don't hurry up and recruit from the truth." What is the source of what you just said? Dare to have a half-name falsehood, this king is not today, it is tonight not to put you"

"Ah, the slave said. The slave said, "Gu Hanyan was so ashamed that he begged for mercy, and his smoky eyes glanced at him leisurely, and said in a thin voice. "That passage is the words of Tao Jiayi of the Yuan Dynasty commenting on Cai Jing's calligraphy in the "Book History Meeting"

"Okay, Hanyan, you dare to compare this king with the traitorous Cai Jing, how can this be reasonable, it is simply unreasonable, tonight this king has to let you survive, beg cough cough, anyway, it is"

"King Qin!" Gu Hanyan snorted, blushing like a March flower.

"Haha"

"King Qin, did you really let the slave go to the embroidery workshop?" Gu Hanyan asked according to him, no wonder she had some concerns, after all, the harem concubines went out to open an embroidery workshop, such an unprecedented thing, it is inevitable that there will be some rumors in the future, one is not good, and her reputation will be ruined.

Qin Mu put away his laughter, hugged her back to the Dongpo chair and sat down, and said in a harmonious voice: "Don't worry about Hanyan, when the embroidery workshop is full of women, others can't say any gossip, I'm going to take a look, and they can say anything gossip about women embroidering." As for you, just take the time to teach them from time to time, and the embroidery workshop will be managed by someone else, so you won't have to worry about it. ”

"Well, the slaves all listen to King Qin."

Qin Mu hugged her, but his heart drifted back to China in the eighties of the twentieth century, and at the beginning of the reform, the form consciousness of the whole society was in a serious closed state. I believe that the resistance encountered at the beginning of the reform will definitely not be less than the resistance encountered by myself now if I want to do something;

At that time, people's ideological imprisonment was definitely no weaker than the current Zhu Chengli's ideological imprisonment, and everyone was holding a little red/book, and everyone's thoughts were in a state of fanaticism.

But it was in that situation that a great man stood up, drew a small circle in the south, and initiated a great reform that changed the fate of China and brought China in a new direction. With the establishment of a market position, the stimulation of social creativity, and the great respect for individual values, China's economy would not have achieved remarkable achievements in just two or three decades without the drawing of that small circle.

There are many things that are worth learning from at the beginning of that reform.

As far as Qin Mu knows, almost every reform at that time was a typical example first, such as the lump sum to the household, the first to build a "Xiaogang Village", and the economic reform to build a "Shenzhen".

I may have been in a hurry, the international situation faced by that great man at that time, the sense of urgency he endured, will never be easier than the present, and he wants to use power to spread it out vigorously as soon as he comes up, which may really be unrealistic.

Well, let's start with a few typical examples, the smoke-containing embroidery workshop is counted as one, and the palace concubine opens the embroidery workshop, which has a lot of influence, and you can release one of your own attitudes through this move.

Qin Mu put away his thoughts and asked with a smile: "Hanyan, did Xiangjun hand over the green landscape map?" ”

Gu Hanyan smiled, and the pear vortex on her cheeks was revealed again, "This is the right matter, Sister Xiangjun naturally won't have a second word." ”

"Well, take advantage of the festive atmosphere, I will let Han Zanzhou start a tour exhibition tomorrow, Ha Luha, come on, pass on the words of the king, and let Fu Qingzhu and Gu Yanwu make poems immediately. If they don't hand in a few good poems tomorrow, the king will punish them for a year. ”

is really a king, domineering enough, Gu Hanyan smiled again: "King Qin, how can there be such a thing as you, if you can't do it, you will punish others, this poetry is not talking, just open your mouth." ”

"Don't pity them, Hanyan, they originally relied on this to eat, and they couldn't even make a poem. This king will not smash their jobs, but when will he wait. ”

"Hehe" Gu Hanyan gently twisted the waist of Yang Liu, and said with a smile on him, "If you want to talk about the influence of poetry, who can compare to you, King Qin, why don't you also write a poem, so that the slave is not afraid of people laughing at his embroidery." ”

The beauties begged each other softly, the fragrance hit people, and the soft fragrant buttocks rubbed the root of Qin Mu's thighs. He didn't hold it for a while, and replied again and again: "Okay, no problem." ”

"Then King Qin's quick question."

Qin Mu kissed her touching cheeks first, then hugged her to the desk, and thought about it. The next crooked poem is written:

Wen Qing lives in Jiangnan,

The building is on the willow bank.

A thousand mist and rain,

Embroidered out of the clouds.

Spring night pear blossom falling,

The sound of the night flute is gone.

Gaze at the wrist.

Nian Lang is separated by a thousand rivers.

Gu Hanyan recited it twice and praised it repeatedly. "Is it really good?" Qin Mu turned her delicate body as soft as water, kissed her lightly on the lips. Gu Hanyan was kissed, and could only vaguely "Hmm!" Well! "Twice.

Qin Mu pushed her against the table, stroked her gently along her slender waist, and delicately untied the peony emerald green smoke yarn Bixia Luo on her upper body, as her body cooled, Gu Hanyan couldn't help but beg shamefully: "King Qin, don't be here"

"Why can't you be here?" Qin Mu kissed her all the way down her lips, from the crisp pink collarbone to the fragrant, greasy chest.

Gu Hanyan's breathing became rapid, his ice muscles and jade skin were like a peach halo, his body was so soft that he could barely stand, his wrists were raised high, his breasts shrugged his clothes, and he unconsciously whispered in his mouth, "King Qin"

After Qin Mu reached out to her pink back, he gently pulled, and her light purple chest slid down like water, revealing a pair of jade mountains that slowly rose and hugged the snow into a peak, the jade mountain shape was quite upright, the chicken head was Mobi, the autumn water was the white jade skin of the god, the trembling and crispy fragrance was ecstatic, the top of the dou Xiaohanquan, the flower turned over the lotty, Qin Mu held it with both hands and kissed it gently

"Hmm" Gu Hanyan let out a soft groan, his jade body trembled slightly, and his hands supported the table, barely stabilizing his body.

Outside the half-hidden window, the spring breeze is light, a little moon peeps at people, and the clouds and rain are shy. The candles flickered softly on the table, and only a beautiful Western table clock ticked on the wall.

Under the light caress and teasing, Gu Hanyan's face was full of lightness, her jade face was like a flower, and she couldn't suppress a moan from time to time, like a nightingale, "King Qin, don't be here, slave beg, go to bed, okay?"

"Not good." Qin Mu ignored it, and gently lifted her narcissus scattered green leaf skirt, the obscene pants inside had already been withdrawn by him, and the thin white round pair of jade legs exuded a shining flesh light under the lamp.

"Poor grass and streams, the spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry" Qin Mu groaned softly, Gu Hanyanlian's heart trembled and whispered, "King Qin! He was so ashamed that he closed his eyes tightly, and he no longer dared to look at his ashamed posture.

Qin Mu asked her to sit at the table, picked up her pair of jade legs, aimed at the jade stream with rain in the spring tide, and gently pushed her waist forward, "Oh! The head of the beauty mantis was suddenly raised high, like a swan with an arrow

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PS: I accidentally found that the front one is the potato god, the pink and tender chrysanthemum is opening little by little in front, do you dare to squirm forward and squirm forward with the chair feet that are bright and bright, cough forward to be gentle or exciting, you look at it, I blindfolded and asked for a monthly pass! Ask for a monthly pass!.

(To be continued......)