Since Elizabeth didn't mind, he was still afraid of asking for help. We were just going out to have fun and make fun of each other. Meng Xinghe generously lent half of his arm and wrist to the tall and hot Elizabeth. Looking at themselves, the two hooked up together, looking quite like a man and woman going out on a date.
The master in front saw the scoundrel behind him holding his student's hand and smiling shamelessly. He mentally scolded him countless times and sighed a few times: "I have never seen such a thick-faced man. It's so shameless. Fortunately." The man dad was talking about is not like this,"
The master imagined in her mind that the tall and handsome prince riding a white horse would suddenly appear in front of her one day. But at this moment, Meng Xinghe behind him interrupted the master's thoughts with a smile. The four women beside him were already pushing and beating him. He looked at him and said: "Genius, young master, just compose a poem. We heard that you students of the Tang Dynasty like to recite poems and write poems. We have been here for so long and we have never seen anyone compose an impromptu poem like this." On a good day, when the sun sets, why don't you write a poem for us four sisters?"
The voice of Yingying Yanyan made Meng Xinghe feel as if he had returned to the beautiful days of Chunxiang Tower in Taoyuan. Looking at the beauties from the four countries who had their own merits, Meng Xinghe reluctantly said: "Okay, for the sake of all the beauties, I have to show my ugly face, but , only the five of us can listen to this poem. When you have nothing to do in private, you can take it out and learn a few sentences secretly, and keep it for life."
Meng Xinghe looked around and when he was sure no one was around, he said: "Now, I will read a sentence, and you will read it after me. Remember it. I will only read it once. If you can't remember it, don't come and ask me in the future."
What he said was so mysterious that the four foreign beauties became even more curious. They surrounded Meng Xinghe in the middle of a wall of flesh and said in different voices: "Speak quickly, we are listening." The beauties all pricked up their ears.
Meng Xinghe paused his voice and started, everyone is ready. He read a sentence and chanted slowly: "Play the drum hard and play the gong slowly. Stop the gong and stop the drum to listen to singing. All kinds of gossip are also singing. Hear me sing it. Eighteen touches,"
As expected, all the beauties started singing along with Meng Xinghe, and they looked like they were enjoying it. They especially liked the song "Eighteen Mo" sung by Meng Xinghe.
Seeing that none of the beauties were blushing and in full swing, Meng Xinghe went straight to the topic and sang: "Reach out your hand and touch the silk on my face, the dark clouds flew across the sky for a long time, reach out and touch the front of my sister's head, the heaven is full and addictive, reach out and touch my sister's breasts." The hair is curved, spread out and spread out in the middle, reach out and touch sister,"
Meng Xinghe recited a sentence, and the beauties learned a sentence. The more they learned, the faces of the four beauties gradually became rosy. In the end, Elizabeth was the only one who had the courage to finish reciting after Meng Xinghe. However, Elizabeth was By this time, he was already wet with sweat. He wiped off the cold sweat and said, "My God, my God, why do you sing so openly? Do you, the talented people of the Tang Dynasty, know how to sing this kind of poetry?"
"Of course, our talents in the Tang Dynasty also have a nice name, Qianke Sao Ren. However, generally speaking, there are very few talents who sing this kind of poetry." Meng Xinghe explained carefully and already asked: "You guys Do you remember all four of them?"
The four people did not speak, but they all nodded in unison. However, the master who was walking in front with a cane turned around, looked at Meng Xinghe, and asked as if he was confused: "You, you just taught the four of them to sing. What,"
"Nothing, just some traditional culture," Meng Xinghe's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Master, do you also want to learn it?"
"Oh, the genius in me just taught us four sisters how to sing eighteen strokes. Why, Master, don't you know how?" Elizabeth was innocent and stabbed Meng Xinghe directly in the chest.
"You," the master twisted his tongue together angrily, picked up the black crutch, hit Meng Xinghe head-on, and cursed bitterly: "Get out of here, don't appear in front of me again, I will let you go tomorrow The people from the Ministry of Rites will cut off all your honors and kick you out of the Imperial Academy. Having a scholar like you in the Tang Dynasty really brings disgrace to our dynasty."
The four foreign beauties, all princesses from foreign countries who traveled thousands of miles to study in the Tang Dynasty, were actually corrupted by this man. In the future, how can the face of the great country of China be able to gain a foothold in the world? For the sake of the country's reputation, the master's curses will inevitably be repeated. A lot.
Meng Xinghe grabbed the flying crutch from the master and pulled it into his arms. The master naturally fell into his arms. Meng Xinghe stared at him, and the master's face turned pale with fright. Then he revealed his face that was both pleasing and annoying. He said with a smile: "Actually, I also hope that you will let the people from the Ministry of Rites cut off all my reputation as a scholar and a scholar. In this way, I can find an excuse to leave Chang'an and return to Taoyuan, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, to become a teacher. Woolen cloth,"
I don’t know what’s going on at home. My mother, Shi Yu, Ning’er, Mengdie, and that little girl are all in decline now. Thinking that these close people are all far away, Meng Xinghe doesn’t have any The heart of playing with things slowly let go of the Master in his arms.
This man was really strange. He could be lively and lively at one moment, silent at another, and he changed so quickly. The Master cursed a few words, and walked towards the open field ahead with her four students.
After the last ray of rosy clouds faded from the sky, the sky was full of stars, like gems hanging above the head. It was late spring and early summer. After nightfall, there was not much coldness. I found a flat land by the water. It seemed that the Master often came here to watch. As for the sky, she skillfully took out the things in her own box, picked up dead branches, and lit a pile of firewood. The red light of the fire was imprinted on the side of the wife's face. She was holding half a stick in one hand while skillfully lighting the fire. The long eyelashes are sometimes slightly frowned, sometimes stretched, the two red lips on the white teeth are just like blooming peach blossoms, mumbling, the long earrings fall on the shoulders, messing up the hair, if you only look at this moment , when the master calmed down, he looked like a talented woman who had read poetry and books, which moved people's hearts. However, even though he lit a fire to ward off the cold, the master still did not relax his supervision of Meng Xinghe, for fear that he would teach him bad things. The four students glanced sideways and saw Meng Xinghe's dazed eyes. The master hurriedly pulled the skirt of his clothes and said: "What are you looking at? Close your eyes."
Meng Xinghe rubbed his eyes and said teasingly: "Do you still remember what I said before? I will marry you and then divorce you. However, I have changed my mind now. Seeing you like this, you still know how to survive in the wild and marry you. It’s not a bad idea to work as a maid,”
"Huh," the Master said angrily, "Shut your mouth, no one will treat you as a mute, go and see if there are any dead branches around, and pick some more."
The master sternly ordered him to pick up firewood. Meng Xinghe spread his hands and said, "Is there any reward? You know, I never do business at a loss."
"What do you want," the master rolled his eyes, but judging from her appearance, even if Meng Xinghe's request was very low, she would not agree.
"Haven't you heard that a small kiss can touch my heart?" Meng Xinghe gestured shamelessly, his hands ready to attack, ready for his wife to attack him.
"Hey," the voice came from the side of her face, it was the kind of warm kiss from the opposite sex. Regardless of her blushing and shyness, Elizabeth said generously: "Does this count?"
"Forget it, forget it," Meng Xinghe nodded one after another. He originally wanted to tease the master, but he didn't know that there was a bold and open-minded Elizabeth beside him. Since he had taken advantage, Meng Xinghe still took on the responsibility of collecting firewood and said: "You guys take your time. After watching the stars at night, I went to collect firewood in a distant place. If you have any psychological or physical needs, I will be there when you call me."
Before leaving, Elizabeth did not forget to talk. She laughed and stood up with Meng Xinghe, saying: "Wait, I will go with you,"
Elizabeth spoke very quietly, but Meng Xinghe was as excited as going into battle to play the drums. This English girl is so daring. Does she really want to go romantic with me under the moonlight? However, look at Elizabeth's hair under the firelight. With a red face, I'm afraid this is a serious matter.
Accompanied by the complicated looks of the remaining four people, Meng Xinghe led Elizabeth to a darker place in the distance, leaving the Master and the other three foreign beauties behind. The Master took almost all the bad After scolding him, he was willing to spare the man who went out to collect firewood and teach the remaining students the art of stargazing.
"Miss Elizabeth, let me hold your hand. It's dark and the roads are slippery. I'm afraid you might accidentally run into my arms." Anyway, they were out and everything was dark. Meng Xinghe kept his usual expression. Strong spirit and witty speech.
Elizabeth smiled, and proactively put her hand on Meng Xinghe's palm, saying: "Genius, you are so humorous. You are the most humorous Tang man I have ever seen."
This is the difference in the thoughts of faith. In the eyes of other women, I said these words as shameless. In the eyes of Elizabeth, this is called humor. I was so moved that I wanted to hug her and hold the thin and thin one. With his soft hands, Meng Xinghe joked: "By the way, don't call me a genius in the future. Even if you do, it will only be done secretly in private to increase the fun of life."
"Haha," Elizabeth laughed happily, pressing her hot and plump body into Meng Xinghe's arms, like a princess who had just found her prince, and said coquettishly: "You know, in fact, in The girls in our country are different from the women in the Tang Dynasty. If they meet someone they fall in love with, they will express their true feelings to him generously. You are the first unique man I saw when I came to the Tang Dynasty. , there seems to be a kind of magic that deeply attracts my eyes, so whether you love me or play with me, I am a brave English girl and can tell what is in my heart My secret, I love you, my genius. I hope you will answer my questions with your wild kiss under the moonlight and give me a very, very romantic night."