The fifth day of the Lunar New Year!

It was snowing heavily, and the biting north wind was carrying frost and snow all over the sky, covering the entire Yecheng!

The Imperial Garden of Shenwu Palace seems to be another world. The endless silver world is dotted with bright reds. It seems that someone used the ground as a cloth, the snow as a curtain, and the blood color to imitate a winter plum here.

Snow release picture.

Looking carefully, the dots of bright red are pink and reddish petals, which are full of branches. They are swaying slightly in the wind, and they are like a beautiful woman's jade lips, whispering love in the ear of the lover.

There are quite a few plum trees with petals. They are connected one by one, some vertically and some horizontally, forming a sea of ​​flowers that almost dazzles people's eyes. There is already a layer of petals on the snow, and there are colorful fallen flowers, which seem to be falling again.

The rain of flowers seems to not belong to this world.

After a year of hard work, Yang Tong decided to enjoy the Spring Festival holiday. Summarizing last year's work, he felt pretty good. Not only did he win Bingzhou and half of Yongzhou, but he also gained three more concubines. What satisfied him most was that

It's still Yang Tan. Although he said that he became a monk, which made the elders a little sad, it is a great blessing that he is still alive.

In fact, Yang Tong also knows that Yang Tan has no value to Wang Shichong, and it doesn't matter whether he lives or lives. If Yang Tan dies in his hands, Yang Tong will break up with him both emotionally and rationally. If Yang Tong sends troops, then he will really fall into

The situation is ambushed on all sides. Now using a useless person to tie up this secret alliance is undoubtedly a very cost-effective business. Lao Wang is a shrewd businessman and calculated this account very carefully.

There was a soft "ding" sound, and just as Yang Tong was deep in thought, a sound of gold and metal clashing came from the school field.

Under the watchful eyes of Yang Tong, Xiao Wu and Wu Gu, Shui Tianji and Li Xiuning caught the dancing swords. The two swords intertwined in the air, making a sweet sound.

There is no soundtrack, no rhythm, just two figures, one red and one white, with fluttering clothes in the snow...

The red-clad Tianji was like a blazing fire rolling violently across the venue, and the snow-white Xiuning was like a rainbow breaking through the sky in summer.

The swords flipped and soared in their delicate hands, and the bright sword blades reflected the snowflakes and danced with dazzling light. Sometimes they were as sharp as lightning, and sometimes they danced lightly. The clothes and sleeves fluttered in the air, and their slender waists were fluttering.

Flexible and strong, two figures, one red and one white, move forward and backward, so beautiful!

The astonishing sword wind chopped all the fallen pistils into pieces, and petals filled the sky floating around.

"Husband, look at the sword!"

Suddenly, the two sisters looked at each other as if they had a tacit understanding. With a flash of their long swords, they pounced on Yang Tong like two delicate swallows. The two bright and twinkling sword shadows pierced Yang Tong's throat and chest!

"Ah" Wu Guo's face turned pale with fright, but Yang Tong, who was watching the battle, did not move at all. When the two long swords passed by, he opened his arms and hugged the two thorny roses into his arms.

"Husband, why don't you dodge?"

Tianji neither huffed nor panted, her snow-white cheeks were slightly blushed, her big eyes were sparkling and clear, and she was pure and full of charm.

"You sisters have sword intent but no murderous intent. Why should I hide? It's unnecessary."

Xiuning hugged his neck and said coquettishly: "If Third Sister and I fail to sheath our swords, why don't we become widows?"

Yang Tong smiled: "Don't worry! Even if you miss, you won't be able to hit me."

Li Xiuning said disdainfully: "Bragging!"

Yang Tong kissed one on the left and one on the right. He proudly held the two soft waists and sat in the pavilion.

"Husband, the two sisters dance so well, why don't you compose an impromptu poem?" Wujia looked at Yang Tong expectantly. The hugging between husband and wife in front of the sisters had already made her numb, or she was used to it.

, so he is immune to scenes that are not suitable for children. Even the gentle and thin-faced Muzan is like this, not to mention the other three.

I have to say that habit is a terrible emotion.

This is taking advantage. Taking advantage becomes a habit. Not only do the people who take advantage get used to it, but the people who are taken advantage of and those who watch also get used to it over time.

"Today there are two beautiful concubines, dancing with swords and moving all around. The spectators are as depressed as the mountains, and the sky and the earth are bowed for a long time. They are as bright as Yi shooting at nine sunsets, as powerful as the dragons flying among the emperors. They come like thunder to collect their wrath,

Just like the clear light in the river and sea..."

“What a poem!”

Xiao Wu, Wu Gu and Xiu Ning all praised him unanimously.

Most of the poems of this period strive to be delicate and sculptural, losing all their strength and strength.

However, Yang Tong’s poems are unique!

His poems rarely use rhetoric to pursue magnificence, but often use simple and plain words to show a majestic picture, such as the one in front of you!

It seems to be a simple and straightforward statement, but it is a sentence that a child can write with a pen, but it is majestic and eloquent, majestic, broad-minded, strong but not weak, strong but able to moisturize, carved but not broken but made stronger by pressing!

This one is gorgeous but not gaudy, and the arrangement is not rigid. The syllables of the language also change with the opening and closing of the scene and the ups and downs of the thoughts. The whole poem does not lose the beauty of majesty and completeness, and the words and sentences are clear and refined.

The power of the book. Although the length is not too long, the coverage is quite broad.

Looking at the lazy husband, his beautiful eyes were full of admiration and love.

Yang Tong chuckled, Wen Chao Gong was indeed a magical tool for picking up girls in ancient times, and even Xiao Wu, Wu Gu, Tian Ji, Xiu Ning were not exempt from this...

"This is poetry! It's great that your husband is educated and just opens his mouth." Shui Tianji looked admiring. She was the least educated among the four girls. She didn't understand it very well, but she thought it was very good anyway.

"Of course, you don't care who I am." Yang Tong raised his nose and said, "I am proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am proficient in all kinds of poetry, lyrics and songs. I am also good at playing, playing and singing. I am even better at cheating and defrauding people of food, rice, oil and salt."

It’s within reach!”

"The more you talk about it, the more serious it becomes! He doesn't look like a prince at all!" Xiao Wu glared at Yang Tong angrily.

"Husband, what's the name of this poem?" Wujiu had finished recording and raised his head and asked.

"Well, the title of the poem is the hardest to come up with. Whatever you want!"

Wugou thought for a while and said, "How about "Watching the Sword Dance"?"

"Very good!" Yang Tong clapped his hands and said, this name is thousands of times better than the name he wanted to change to "Guanshui Auntie Li's Sword Dance".

"My husband is a good poet!" Wugou said modestly.

"Yeah." Yang Tong nodded honestly, and suddenly leaned close to Wu Gu's ear, and said in a low voice: "Guanyin Maid... I will go to your room to study at night, 'Twenty-Four Bridges, on a moonlit night, where is the beauty?

Is it good or bad to teach you how to play the flute?"

Wugou immediately blushed and became extremely shy. He suddenly remembered the scene when they consummated their marriage... He gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly: "Damn thief! You are a traitor!"...

Although the other three girls didn't know the meaning of "On a moonlit night under the twenty-four bridges, where can the beauties teach me how to play the flute", they immediately thought of their husband's various fancy postures from Wu Gu's shy appearance and the meaning of the words.

In the past, Xiao Wu, Wu Gu, and Tian Ji thought that Yang Tong was a powerful king who loved the country but not beauties. But after that, they came to the conclusion that Yang Tong didn't like beauties. Is there any man who doesn't like beauties? What's more?

He still possesses it legally. It's all just because he is too busy. Every day is Chaotian Palace, Chaoyang Palace, and Chaohui Palace. He rarely engages in flirtation, probably for this reason, but once he has some free time,

After that, he tormented the sisters lifelessly, and the various embarrassing postures were breathtaking. Compared with his moves, the erotic pictures were just like garbage. In this aspect, Yang Tong was definitely the mentor of the four of them.

The Spring Festival holiday is over in a flash, yes!

Only five days, uh, five and a half days were gone.
Chapter completed!