Chapter 1553
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"Pen and ink wait on me!" Su Quan finally became interested. The maid in waiting soon sharpened her pen and ink. She picked up the pen and wrote the article "ten fragrant courtyard Ci" again.
Although she is not a master of calligraphy, her writing is still graceful and graceful with a bit of heroism. The heroism shows a bit of charm. The maid in waiting at one side of her looks very good.
On a whim, Su Quan did not put down his pen. Instead, he wrote a poem of his own: "only Zhao Jiazhuang is in the palace, but Yu Canyun is mistaken for the king. The only way to know is to see the flying swallow in Zhaoyang. "
Shan Gong Nu was stunned, and then she responded: "the literary grace of Niang Niang is much better than that of telijian in the Southern Dynasty. The other side's words are vulgar, and the choice of Niang Niang's words is obviously much more elegant."
"You don't have to flatter the palace. It's true that we Khitans can't compare with those of the Southern Dynasties, but poetry is only a trail after all. Fighting in the battlefield is what we Khitans are good at." Su Quan chuckled and looked at his poem. A heroic figure appeared in his mind.
"That's what the lady said." The maid in waiting looks like a teacher.
"You step back first." Su Quan obviously has no time to spend with her here, and can't wait to return to the embrace of song Qingshu.
"Yes ~" the maid in waiting respectfully retreated.
She just went out and closed the door. Su Quan couldn't wait to take the poem he wrote and throw it into song Qingshu's arms: "Song Lang, this is for you."
"For me?" Song Qingshu took it over to have a look. Unfortunately, he was not a member of the literary world. After reading it for half a day, he could not see the good or bad of it. "On the contrary, I think the one written by the empress of the Song Dynasty is more interesting."
For men, the Southern Song Dynasty Queen's poem full of pink ambiguous atmosphere is obviously more interesting.
Su Quan suddenly pouted: "this is written for you!"
"Specially for me?" Song Qingshu picked up the words and read them again, but they were still in the clouds.
Looking at his puzzled expression, Su Quan knew that he didn't understand it, so he had to explain it for him: "the word" Zhao "of" only Zhao's makeup is counted in the palace ", and the word" Wei "of this sentence, the word" Yi "here, your name is hidden in this poem."
Song Qingshu depressed: "Zhao Mingming is not my name."
"Who makes the name of song Qingshu so conspicuous? I dare not hide it directly in this poem. It's easy to be seen." Su Quan also depressed, "I don't care, anyway, you are the only Zhao."
"Good, good, good, good, good." Song Qingshu also knows that it's too risky to hide his real name in it. If he doesn't pay a little attention to it, Su Quan's situation here is gone.
In the next few days, song Qingshu often protected Shen Bijun in the daytime, and went to find Su Quan in the middle of the night. It can be said that he lived an immortal life.
That day, he was chatting with Shen Bijun. Suddenly, song Qingshu's face changed, and he gave Shen Bijun a wink. Then he stood up respectfully, as if a serious actor was accepting the instructions of his concubine.
Shen Bijun is a Leng at first, but see a lot of bodyguards walk straight in, just suddenly.
Waiting to see clearly, the leader was Xiao Shilang. Shen Bijun's face changed. He thought that the other party was coming for her. He subconsciously stepped back: "what do you want to do?"
Xiao took a deep look at her. He was obviously worried about the other party's refusal. However, in front of so many bodyguards, it was not convenient for him to show anything.
He looked at Shen Bijun. His eyes suddenly turned to song Qingshu. He waved his hand and said harshly, "take it for me!"
Song Qingshu was stunned. He was going to watch a bloody drama. Who knows that Xiao shiilang turned his goal to himself.
Just at this moment, the guards around him had drawn out their swords and surrounded him in the middle.
Song Qingshu is still calm, but Shen Bijun has lost his face and subconsciously thinks that his relationship with him has been exposed. But now the other side is her only hope, she quickly asked: "Xiao shiilang, what do you mean?"
Many bodyguards in the field looked at them in surprise. Listening to her tone, they felt that the relationship between them seemed unusual. But which one in the palace is not a human spirit, so no one said anything.
"Report back to Niang Niang, Zhao's only involvement in the harem of prostitution and chaos, so he needs to be put into the heaven prison for investigation." Xiao explained.
"Lust - chaos in the harem?" Shen Bijun's pretty face turned red instantly. He thought he was talking about himself. He was ashamed and angry. "Nonsense."
As soon as Xiao saw her expression, he knew that she wanted to make a mistake. He hesitated for a moment, went to her and told her in a low voice, "someone reported that Zhao Zhiyi often went in and out of the empress's palace recently."
"Ah?" Shen Bijun is silly. She can't think of the relationship between Zhao and the empress.
Although their voices are small, how can they hide from Song Qingshu's eyes and ears? He is secretly frightened when he hears that. How can the story of Su Quan and himself be exposed? He knew very well that he was careful every time he went to her bedroom. No one found him. If his martial arts were not sure, he could buy a piece of tofu to kill him.
At this time, in the imperial study, Yelv Hongji was looking at the "shixiangyuan Ci" in his hand with a gloomy face. He naturally recognized that it was the Queen's note, and the ambiguous pink words in it now looked so dazzling.
Yelv Hongji looked more and more angry. He was so angry that he threw the paper in his hand to the ground and glared at the maid in waiting on the ground and said angrily, "what's the matter?"
No man can bear the shame of being capped. The more he dotes on the queen, the more angry he is.
The maid in waiting knelt on the ground and shivered: "I dare not deceive the emperor. Yesterday, the only emperor Zhao called him to play zither. At that time, the empress will make ten pieces of "huixinyuan" by the emperor, and ask Zhao to make the only tune
"From morning till evening, when the curtain was set, the queen looked under the curtain and then played with Zhao only through the curtain. In the evening, he ordered to light the candle and Zhao to take off his official uniform and wear a green scarf, a gold forehead, a purple shirt with narrow sleeves and black boots with beads. "
Hearing this, yeluhongji's eyes jumped straight. Obviously, he thought that his wife asked another man to take off his clothes in front of him, and he felt as if he was carrying a piece of grassland on his head.
The maid in waiting quietly glanced at him and continued: "the empress is wearing a purple gold phoenix shirt, an apricot gold skirt, a Baibao flower hairpin and red phoenix flower boots. She ordered Zhao to put aside his internal account and play the lute again."
She said it in such detail that every detail was restored clearly, which made Yelv Hongji have a feeling of being on the scene, but no man would like to have this feeling.
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"Pen and ink wait on me!" Su Quan finally became interested. The maid in waiting soon sharpened her pen and ink. She picked up the pen and wrote the article "ten fragrant courtyard Ci" again.
Although she is not a master of calligraphy, her writing is still graceful and graceful with a bit of heroism. The heroism shows a bit of charm. The maid in waiting at one side of her looks very good.
On a whim, Su Quan did not put down his pen. Instead, he wrote a poem of his own: "only Zhao Jiazhuang is in the palace, but Yu Canyun is mistaken for the king. The only way to know is to see the flying swallow in Zhaoyang. "
Shan Gong Nu was stunned, and then she responded: "the literary grace of Niang Niang is much better than that of telijian in the Southern Dynasty. The other side's words are vulgar, and the choice of Niang Niang's words is obviously much more elegant."
"You don't have to flatter the palace. It's true that we Khitans can't compare with those of the Southern Dynasties, but poetry is only a trail after all. Fighting in the battlefield is what we Khitans are good at." Su Quan chuckled and looked at his poem. A heroic figure appeared in his mind.
"That's what the lady said." The maid in waiting looks like a teacher.
"You step back first." Su Quan obviously has no time to spend with her here, and can't wait to return to the embrace of song Qingshu.
"Yes ~" the maid in waiting respectfully retreated.
She just went out and closed the door. Su Quan couldn't wait to take the poem he wrote and throw it into song Qingshu's arms: "Song Lang, this is for you."
"For me?" Song Qingshu took it over to have a look. Unfortunately, he was not a member of the literary world. After reading it for half a day, he could not see the good or bad of it. "On the contrary, I think the one written by the empress of the Song Dynasty is more interesting."
For men, the Southern Song Dynasty Queen's poem full of pink ambiguous atmosphere is obviously more interesting.
Su Quan suddenly pouted: "this is written for you!"
"Specially for me?" Song Qingshu picked up the words and read them again, but they were still in the clouds.
Looking at his puzzled expression, Su Quan knew that he didn't understand it, so he had to explain it for him: "the word" Zhao "of" only Zhao's makeup is counted in the palace ", and the word" Wei "of this sentence, the word" Yi "here, your name is hidden in this poem."
Song Qingshu depressed: "Zhao Mingming is not my name."
"Who makes the name of song Qingshu so conspicuous? I dare not hide it directly in this poem. It's easy to be seen." Su Quan also depressed, "I don't care, anyway, you are the only Zhao."
"Good, good, good, good, good." Song Qingshu also knows that it's too risky to hide his real name in it. If he doesn't pay a little attention to it, Su Quan's situation here is gone.
In the next few days, song Qingshu often protected Shen Bijun in the daytime, and went to find Su Quan in the middle of the night. It can be said that he lived an immortal life.
That day, he was chatting with Shen Bijun. Suddenly, song Qingshu's face changed, and he gave Shen Bijun a wink. Then he stood up respectfully, as if a serious actor was accepting the instructions of his concubine.
Shen Bijun is a Leng at first, but see a lot of bodyguards walk straight in, just suddenly.
Waiting to see clearly, the leader was Xiao Shilang. Shen Bijun's face changed. He thought that the other party was coming for her. He subconsciously stepped back: "what do you want to do?"
Xiao took a deep look at her. He was obviously worried about the other party's refusal. However, in front of so many bodyguards, it was not convenient for him to show anything.
He looked at Shen Bijun. His eyes suddenly turned to song Qingshu. He waved his hand and said harshly, "take it for me!"
Song Qingshu was stunned. He was going to watch a bloody drama. Who knows that Xiao shiilang turned his goal to himself.
Just at this moment, the guards around him had drawn out their swords and surrounded him in the middle.
Song Qingshu is still calm, but Shen Bijun has lost his face and subconsciously thinks that his relationship with him has been exposed. But now the other side is her only hope, she quickly asked: "Xiao shiilang, what do you mean?"
Many bodyguards in the field looked at them in surprise. Listening to her tone, they felt that the relationship between them seemed unusual. But which one in the palace is not a human spirit, so no one said anything.
"Report back to Niang Niang, Zhao's only involvement in the harem of prostitution and chaos, so he needs to be put into the heaven prison for investigation." Xiao explained.
"Lust - chaos in the harem?" Shen Bijun's pretty face turned red instantly. He thought he was talking about himself. He was ashamed and angry. "Nonsense."
As soon as Xiao saw her expression, he knew that she wanted to make a mistake. He hesitated for a moment, went to her and told her in a low voice, "someone reported that Zhao Zhiyi often went in and out of the empress's palace recently."
"Ah?" Shen Bijun is silly. She can't think of the relationship between Zhao and the empress.
Although their voices are small, how can they hide from Song Qingshu's eyes and ears? He is secretly frightened when he hears that. How can the story of Su Quan and himself be exposed? He knew very well that he was careful every time he went to her bedroom. No one found him. If his martial arts were not sure, he could buy a piece of tofu to kill him.
At this time, in the imperial study, Yelv Hongji was looking at the "shixiangyuan Ci" in his hand with a gloomy face. He naturally recognized that it was the Queen's note, and the ambiguous pink words in it now looked so dazzling.
Yelv Hongji looked more and more angry. He was so angry that he threw the paper in his hand to the ground and glared at the maid in waiting on the ground and said angrily, "what's the matter?"
No man can bear the shame of being capped. The more he dotes on the queen, the more angry he is.
The maid in waiting knelt on the ground and shivered: "I dare not deceive the emperor. Yesterday, the only emperor Zhao called him to play zither. At that time, the empress will make ten pieces of "huixinyuan" by the emperor, and ask Zhao to make the only tune
"From morning till evening, when the curtain was set, the queen looked under the curtain and then played with Zhao only through the curtain. In the evening, he ordered to light the candle and Zhao to take off his official uniform and wear a green scarf, a gold forehead, a purple shirt with narrow sleeves and black boots with beads. "
Hearing this, yeluhongji's eyes jumped straight. Obviously, he thought that his wife asked another man to take off his clothes in front of him, and he felt as if he was carrying a piece of grassland on his head.
The maid in waiting quietly glanced at him and continued: "the empress is wearing a purple gold phoenix shirt, an apricot gold skirt, a Baibao flower hairpin and red phoenix flower boots. She ordered Zhao to put aside his internal account and play the lute again."
She said it in such detail that every detail was restored clearly, which made Yelv Hongji have a feeling of being on the scene, but no man would like to have this feeling.
"Pen and ink wait on me!" Su Quan finally became interested. The maid in waiting soon sharpened her pen and ink. She picked up the pen and wrote the article "ten fragrant courtyard Ci" again.Although she is not a master of calligraphy, her writing is still graceful and graceful with a bit of heroism. The heroism shows a bit of charm. The maid in waiting at one side of her looks very good.On a whim, Su Quan did not put down his pen. Instead, he wrote a poem of his own: "only Zhao Jiazhuang is in the palace, but Yu Canyun is mistaken for the king. The only way to know is to see the flying swallow in Zhaoyang. "Shan Gong Nu was stunned, and then she responded: "the literary grace of Niang Niang is much better than that of telijian in the Southern Dynasty. The other side's words are vulgar, and the choice of Niang Niang's words is obviously much more elegant.""You don't have to flatter the palace. It's true that we Khitans can't compare with those of the Southern Dynasties, but poetry is only a trail after all. Fighting in the battlefield is what we Khitans are good at." Su Quan chuckled and looked at his poem. A heroic figure appeared in his mind."That's what the lady said." The maid in waiting looks like a teacher."You step back first." Su Quan obviously has no time to spend with her here, and can't wait to return to the embrace of song Qingshu."Yes ~" the maid in waiting respectfully retreated.She just went out and closed the door. Su Quan couldn't wait to take the poem he wrote and throw it into song Qingshu's arms: "Song Lang, this is for you.""For me?" Song Qingshu took it over to have a look. Unfortunately, he was not a member of the literary world. After reading it for half a day, he could not see the good or bad of it. "On the contrary, I think the one written by the empress of the Song Dynasty is more interesting."For men, the Southern Song Dynasty Queen's poem full of pink ambiguous atmosphere is obviously more interesting.Su Quan suddenly pouted: "this is written for you!""Specially for me?" Song Qingshu picked up the words and read them again, but they were still in the clouds.Looking at his puzzled expression, Su Quan knew that he didn't understand it, so he had to explain it for him: "the word" Zhao "of" only Zhao's makeup is counted in the palace ", and the word" Wei "of this sentence, the word" Yi "here, your name is hidden in this poem."Song Qingshu depressed: "Zhao Mingming is not my name.""Who makes the name of song Qingshu so conspicuous? I dare not hide it directly in this poem. It's easy to be seen." Su Quan also depressed, "I don't care, anyway, you are the only Zhao.""Good, good, good, good, good." Song Qingshu also knows that it's too risky to hide his real name in it. If he doesn't pay a little attention to it, Su Quan's situation here is gone.In the next few days, song Qingshu often protected Shen Bijun in the daytime, and went to find Su Quan in the middle of the night. It can be said that he lived an immortal life.That day, he was chatting with Shen Bijun. Suddenly, song Qingshu's face changed, and he gave Shen Bijun a wink. Then he stood up respectfully, as if a serious actor was accepting the instructions of his concubine.Shen Bijun is a Leng at first, but see a lot of bodyguards walk straight in, just suddenly.Waiting to see clearly, the leader was Xiao Shilang. Shen Bijun's face changed. He thought that the other party was coming for her. He subconsciously stepped back: "what do you want to do?"Xiao took a deep look at her. He was obviously worried about the other party's refusal. However, in front of so many bodyguards, it was not convenient for him to show anything.He looked at Shen Bijun. His eyes suddenly turned to song Qingshu. He waved his hand and said harshly, "take it for me!"Song Qingshu was stunned. He was going to watch a bloody drama. Who knows that Xiao shiilang turned his goal to himself.Just at this moment, the guards around him had drawn out their swords and surrounded him in the middle.Song Qingshu is still calm, but Shen Bijun has lost his face and subconsciously thinks that his relationship with him has been exposed. But now the other side is her only hope, she quickly asked: "Xiao shiilang, what do you mean?"Many bodyguards in the field looked at them in surprise. Listening to her tone, they felt that the relationship between them seemed unusual. But which one in the palace is not a human spirit, so no one said anything."Report back to Niang Niang, Zhao's only involvement in the harem of prostitution and chaos, so he needs to be put into the heaven prison for investigation." Xiao explained."Lust - chaos in the harem?" Shen Bijun's pretty face turned red instantly. He thought he was talking about himself. He was ashamed and angry. "Nonsense."As soon as Xiao saw her expression, he knew that she wanted to make a mistake. He hesitated for a moment, went to her and told her in a low voice, "someone reported that Zhao Zhiyi often went in and out of the empress's palace recently.""Ah?" Shen Bijun is silly. She can't think of the relationship between Zhao and the empress.Although their voices are small, how can they hide from Song Qingshu's eyes and ears? He is secretly frightened when he hears that. How can the story of Su Quan and himself be exposed? He knew very well that he was careful every time he went to her bedroom. No one found him. If his martial arts were not sure, he could buy a piece of tofu to kill him.At this time, in the imperial study, Yelv Hongji was looking at the "shixiangyuan Ci" in his hand with a gloomy face. He naturally recognized that it was the Queen's note, and the ambiguous pink words in it now looked so dazzling.Yelv Hongji looked more and more angry. He was so angry that he threw the paper in his hand to the ground and glared at the maid in waiting on the ground and said angrily, "what's the matter?"No man can bear the shame of being capped. The more he dotes on the queen, the more angry he is.The maid in waiting knelt on the ground and shivered: "I dare not deceive the emperor. Yesterday, the only emperor Zhao called him to play zither. At that time, the empress will make ten pieces of "huixinyuan" by the emperor, and ask Zhao to make the only tune"From morning till evening, when the curtain was set, the queen looked under the curtain and then played with Zhao only through the curtain. In the evening, he ordered to light the candle and Zhao to take off his official uniform and wear a green scarf, a gold forehead, a purple shirt with narrow sleeves and black boots with beads. "Hearing this, yeluhongji's eyes jumped straight. Obviously, he thought that his wife asked another man to take off his clothes in front of him, and he felt as if he was carrying a piece of grassland on his head.The maid in waiting quietly glanced at him and continued: "the empress is wearing a purple gold phoenix shirt, an apricot gold skirt, a Baibao flower hairpin and red phoenix flower boots. She ordered Zhao to put aside his internal account and play the lute again."She said it in such detail that every detail was restored clearly, which made Yelv Hongji have a feeling of being on the scene, but no man would like to have this feeling.
