If necessary, he doesn't mind returning to his old ways and killing people.
Lu Heng glanced at Princess Qinglan indifferently. The playful and teasing look in his eyes had been completely wiped out, replaced by a calm and terrifying look.
After hearing Lu Heng's words, the smile on Princess Qinglan's face suddenly froze. Her eyes narrowed slightly, with a thick cold look on her face, and she stared at Lu Heng motionless.
"Your Highness!" At this time, the green-clothed shiwei who had been standing beside Princess Qinglan spoke.
He bowed respectfully, took a step forward quietly, pondered for a moment, and lowered his voice and said to Qinglan: "Your Highness, there are experts here today! I, I am not his opponent!"
After saying this, the green-robed shiwei raised his head, glanced at Agui at the door, stepped back, returned to his original position, and lowered his head.
Hearing the words from the guard beside him, a look of surprise flashed in Qinglan's eyes.
Turning around, she looked at the motionless guard in green clothes standing behind her. She was filled with surprise and confusion.
Yan Wu was once an assassin who was feared by everyone in the world. He traveled around the world for more than ten years, and no fewer than hundreds of people died at his hands. Moreover, he never failed.
Three years ago, his father helped Yan Wu find a famous doctor and cured his mother. He then surrendered to his father and is now her most capable subordinate.
Yan Wu has extremely high martial arts skills. He is also arrogant and thinks very highly of himself. He has never looked down upon several famous figures in the world. Since he followed him, he has never heard of him serving anything.
People, let alone people, are afraid of them.
Now, Yan Wu actually said that he was not that person's opponent without even fighting against him. Such a style is not like Yan Wu's character.
Qing Lan was confused and confused, but Yan Wu was even more helpless.
Once upon a time, he thought that there were no rivals in the world. However, when he met Agui in the jewelry store that day, he realized that the strongest has its own strong opponent, and every mountain is higher than the other.
At that time, Yan Wu once tested Na Agui.
However, what is very embarrassing is that his temptation was directly ignored by Agui.
The other party just glanced at him and then turned his attention elsewhere.
What does this mean? It means that Agui doesn't take him seriously at all.
Now, looking at the pale-looking Agui who was guarding the door, Yan Wu was struggling in his heart. He even thought about fighting to the death with the other party. However, maybe he had lost his original courage because he had been away from the world for a long time, and even
Even the blood was gone. When he saw that Agui still didn't look at him, Yan Wu smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that he had already lost before the fight started.
Seeing that His Highness seemed to be really angry, Yan Wu felt worried and stepped forward to persuade him.
He knew that as long as the battle between the two sides started, the warrior guarding the door would definitely be able to turn the hall into a sea of blood in an instant.
These people present will all become slain by his sword!
Qing Lan turned around and saw Yan Wu with his head lowered and silent. She thought about it for a long time and finally sighed unwillingly.
Turning his head, the cold look on his face disappeared in an instant. Instead, there was still that charming smile.
"Young master, you are so heartless!" Princess Qinglan rolled her eyes at Lu Heng angrily and said softly. She seemed not to be angry at Lu Heng's cold rejection just now.
"Your Highness, what do you say?" Lu Heng still had that calm smile, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said with a puzzled look on his face.
"You know it yourself!" Princess Qinglan glared at Lu Heng angrily, with a faint tone, as if Lu Heng was a white-eyed wolf who had betrayed her affection and was unforgiving.
The people present heard the conversation between these two people, and their hearts were full of strange thoughts. They thought, could there really be a story between these two people before?
He looked suspiciously at Lu Heng and His Highness Qinglan, who was sitting on the main seat and looking at Lu Heng with a look of resentment, thinking this in his heart.
However, no matter what, as the two got back together, the tense atmosphere in the hall also disappeared. Luo Wei and others present could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Ha, since His Highness said that I am ruthless, then Lu has no choice but to apologize!" Lu Heng smiled lightly, cupped his fists and gave a slight salute to Princess Qinglan, raised his head and said with a smile.
"No need!" Princess Qinglan turned her head, waved her hands and said to Lu Heng. After turning her head and glaring at Lu Heng, Her Highness Qinglan snorted: "You have already broken my heart. You
What’s the use of apologizing now!”
"However, since you are serious, then I, the princess, cannot be unreasonable and unforgiving!" Princess Qinglan thought for a while, then looked at Lu Heng with a smile on her face, holding her chin with her small hand, and said with stars in her eyes:
"I heard that Mr. Lu is the most talented man in Jiangning, with outstanding literary talent. Since I can't appreciate the dancing today, Mr. Lu, please give me a poem as a gift, okay?"
The other party asked Lu Heng to write poetry. Although there was an element of mischief in it, he actually wanted to find a way out.
As of today, there is no need for both parties to continue talking about today's matter. It will be beneficial to both parties to end it as soon as possible.
Everyone goes back to their respective homes and makes their own plans. When they meet again in the future, they will fight with each other.
Lu Heng turned his head and looked at Princess Qinglan who was looking at him like a star worshiper in later generations. He smiled in his heart and sighed helplessly.
Oh, my beautiful lady, why is it like this?
Sighing in his heart, he raised his head and saw that the woman seemed to be really moved. Lu Heng smiled, nodded cheerfully and said, "Okay!"
"Really?" Princess Qinglan smiled, with a flash of joy in her eyes, and looked at Lu Heng.
"Of course, how dare you not obey the princess' request?" Lu Heng smiled, looked at Princess Qinglan, and said with a smile.
Afterwards, everyone in the living room stood up and gathered around Lu Heng.
Except for those few warriors, all of these people were born as literati, and naturally had a strong interest in poetry. Moreover, Lu Heng was praised as the number one talent by Jiangning students. It was rumored that the "Jin Se" and "Jiangbei Pavilion"
The two most famous poems of the Zhou Dynasty were both written by this person.
It is said that even His Majesty praised Lu Heng after seeing those two poems.
Now that they can see him composing poems on the spot, the staff who came with Princess Qinglan are also waiting to see what this most talented man in Jiangning is capable of.
Of course, there were many people who were interested. And there were also many who were ready to find fault and make Lu Heng look embarrassed. Luo Wei, who seemed to be the fastest, was one of them.
Although people in Jiangning rumored that those two poems were written by Lu Heng, Luo Wei didn't believe it.
He didn't believe that a young man under twenty could write any good poems with such profound artistic conception. He must have found someone to ghostwrite them, or paid money to buy them from a famous artist.
Without waiting for the princess's instructions, he hurriedly asked his subordinates to bring over the Four Treasures of the Study.
After spreading the paper on the table, he stood aside with his arms folded, with a smile on his face as if he was waiting for Lu Heng to make a fool of himself. He raised his chin, pointed at the rice paper on the table, and said to Lu Heng, "Master Lu, please!"
Lu Heng turned his head and looked at Luo Wei, who was standing by the table, clasping his fists and sneering. He smiled softly and shook his head.
"You, what do you mean?" As an important aide to the King of Jin, Luo Wei couldn't stand Lu Heng's maddening gaze, as if he was looking at an object, and it was something that made him very happy.
An unsatisfactory object. At this time, seeing Lu Heng criticizing himself with such eyes, Luo Wei suddenly felt a surge of unknown anger in his heart and stared at Lu Heng angrily.
"Hey, what a pity!" Lu Heng looked at him deeply, turned around, shook his head, smacked his lips, and sighed with regret.
"You..." Luo Wei's vision went dark and he almost fainted. He finally managed to steady himself, stretched out his finger and pointed at Lu Heng, but he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Okay, Uncle Luo!" Qing Lan didn't know when she had already walked down from the top. She frowned slightly and reached out to stop him.
Seeing Luo Wei being angered by Lu Heng again, Princess Qinglan even had some doubts about Luo Wei's talent. She was thinking, how could someone who was so easily angered be someone who was superior in strategy?
What about the staff? Did my father make a mistake in relying on this person?
"Yes!" Seeing Princess Qinglan speak, Luo Wei, who was shaking with anger, miraculously calmed down again. He bent down, respectfully bowed his hands to Princess Qinglan, then raised his head and looked deeply.
After looking at Lu Heng, he took a step back and stood aside, lowering his eyebrows and saying nothing.
This kind of accomplishment made Lu Heng a little impressed with him.
As the saying goes, it's easy to get angry, but if you can suppress your temper, that's your skill.
This Luo Wei, well, it seems that my judgment on him is about to change.
There was a trace of curiosity in his calm eyes. Lu Heng looked Luo Wei up and down and saw that he was standing there motionless, like an old monk in trance. He smiled in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
He gave a mysterious smile.
From the moment he entered the door, he always acted like a foolhardy person. He provoked conflicts several times, causing both sides to fight. I believe that not only those present, but also Princess Qinglan were attracted by such an approach.
He was deceived.
If Lu Heng hadn't felt that this name seemed familiar, he must have been deceived by this person.
First act foolhardy, allowing yourself to misunderstand him, and then to despise him. Then lose all defenses.
With this thought in his mind, Lu Heng had already decided that Luo Wei was definitely an opponent worthy of being taken seriously.
After taking a deep look at Luo Wei, who was standing aside with his head lowered and silent, and seemed to be looking extremely angry, Lu Heng smiled faintly in his heart.
Oh, your acting skills are superb, you are a master!
After pouting and secretly praising this person's acting talent, Lu Heng withdrew his gaze.
Turning her head, she looked at Princess Qinglan who was standing close in front of her. He saw her holding the corners of her skirt gently with both hands, holding her breath, and staring at the brush on the rice paper with her big, smart eyes without blinking.
His expression seemed to be very much looking forward to Lu Heng's writing.
At this time, this woman looked really pure!
Pure, just like the red begonia flowers hanging on the branches in spring, fragrant and charming.
Seeing the woman's expression, Lu Heng almost had an illusion for a moment.
He shook his head gently to dispel the unrealistic thoughts in his mind. He smiled slightly, looked at the rice paper in front of him, thought about it, and said lightly: "Oh, last night, Lu made
A very interesting dream!"
Lu Heng held the brush in his hand and raised his head, as if he was recalling the beautiful dream last night. After thinking about it, he said with a smile: "In the dream, I dreamed of Taiyuan Mansion, and the spring season of blooming flowers."
In Taiyuan Prefecture, I dreamed of a place where peach blossoms were in full bloom in the Yamen of Taiyuan Prefecture. The peach blossoms there were brilliant and the fallen flowers were colorful! And in the garden where the peach blossoms were in full bloom, there was a woman with a pure heart and a beauty as beautiful as a fairy. She stood quietly.
Under a peach tree, there are pink peach blossoms! The corners of the skirt are flying, like a fairy. However, there seems to be a trace of inexplicable sadness between the faint eyebrows! Ha, maybe there is something on your mind! "
"What a beautiful dream! What an interesting dream!" Beside her, Princess Qinglan heard Lu Heng talking about her dream, a complicated smile appeared on her face, and for a moment, something appeared in her smart eyes.
After a moment of confusion, he sighed softly and said lightly.
At this moment, this beautiful woman seemed to have finally shed her flashy and coquettish appearance. She stood quietly beside her, her eyes calm and clear, just like the spotless peach blossoms hanging on the branches in spring.
only……
However, when she seemed to notice something strange in her mind, she suddenly came back to her senses.
Turning his head, he smiled charmingly, stared at Lu Heng with strange eyes, and asked aggressively: "Didn't you dream about being with that woman..."
Seeing the woman in front of him put on that disguise again. Lu Heng sighed slightly in his heart, shook his head and stopped answering. After taking a deep breath, the pen tip in his hand fell steadily on the paper.
.
The powerful pen tip wandered across the rice paper. Among the sparkling ink marks, lines of characters with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared in front of Princess Qinglan.
"On this day last year, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze!"
Stopping his pen, Lu Heng placed the brush on the inkstone. He reached out to pick up the rice paper with still wet ink, and looked at it calmly. He turned his head and looked at the green man with flashing eyes and a complicated look on his face.
Princess Lan.
Seeing that the woman's expression was somewhat dim, Lu Heng reached out and took Princess Qinglan's hand, then placed the poem in her hand. Then, he gently closed the woman's hands.
"A poem for you, I hope you will cherish it more!"
Lu Heng retracted his hand, took a deep look at the woman, took a step back, raised his hands and cupped his fists, bent slightly, and bowed deeply to the dazed woman.