Chapter 291 The God-creation Movement (Canvassing!)
Chapter 291 God-making movement (canvassing votes!)
The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow dyes the horizon with a golden-red sunset glow.
The glistening river surface and the refracted sunset illuminated the woman's shy face.
Her face was as hot as fire, with bright red lips, and a hint of anger and shyness in her beautiful eyes. She raised her head and looked at her uncle who was smiling slightly in front of her.
"Why are you so bad!" the woman gasped and stared at her uncle.
The scholar held the woman's waist and laughed, feeling very proud of herself.
"You're still laughing..." The woman glared at him resentfully and was about to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, she was hugged by her uncle.
"You, don't..." The frightened eyes gradually became distant. The eyes were slightly closed, the long eyelashes were trembling slightly in the wind, and the woman's trembling body also stopped, and she stretched out her arms shyly.
After several hesitations, he finally hugged the scholar's shoulders.
In front of the flowers and under the moonlight, by the Luoshui River, the charming sunset reflects little bits of light on the sparkling Luoshui River.
In the dreamlike light, the two embraced quietly!
The breeze blows, and the flowers and plants beside the falling river rise and fall like waves, with petals flying in the air, covering people's eyes...
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As night falls, the lanterns begin to light up.
Lu Heng returned to Prince Ning's Mansion. Before he could rest, he was pulled out of the door again by the excited Wu Ningyuan.
"What's the matter, so urgent?" Lu Heng was sitting in the sedan, looking at Wu Ningyuan opposite with a ghostly smile on his face, he was very suspicious...
Wu Ningyuan's eyes were full of cunning. He looked at Lu Heng, stroking his beard and laughing, but ignored him.
Just when Lu Heng was about to ask again, the sedan suddenly stopped, and then he saw an old man in casual clothes rushing up with a whoosh.
Uh, what a skill!
Lu Heng looked at Zhang Wenshan, who was sitting in front of him, sweating profusely. He was shocked by the old man's quick movements just now.
Before Zhang Wenshan could sit firmly, Wu Ningyuan hurriedly urged the bearer to set off.
After Zhang Wenshan sat down, he directly picked up a cup of tea on the table, without asking who it belonged to, and drank it. When his breath calmed down a little, Zhang Wenshan raised his sleeve and wiped the tea on his forehead.
With beads of sweat, he said with lingering fear: "Huh...it's so hanging!"
This is?
Lu Heng looked at the two old men who were out in the middle of the night and felt suspicious.
What is this going on? Why does it sound like an affair?
When he was about to ask, he saw the two old men turning their heads at the same time and looking at Lu Heng with sad expressions, their expressions were sad and their expressions were heavy, as if they were about to die.
"Oh, I have something to say, what are you doing?" Lu Heng couldn't stand the resentful looks from these two old men, so he quietly stepped back, folded his arms warily, and asked.
"Hey!" The two old men looked at each other and lamented at the same time.
"Holy shit, what's going on?" Lu Heng couldn't stand it anymore and cursed angrily with a smile.
"Yongzheng!" Wu Ningyuan took a deep look at Lu Heng, and then sighed with a sad look on his face: "I don't even give up my reputation for you!"
Well……
How do you say this?
Seeing Wu Ningyuan's heart-breaking look, Lu Heng became even more puzzled.
Do you still have a reputation? Oh no, what does your reputation have to do with me?
Just when he was about to say something sarcastic, Zhang Wenshan on the side also said the same thing, looking deeply at Lu Heng, as if he were a crematorium worker looking at a corpse.
"Yongzheng!" Zhang Wenshan looked away and sighed quietly: "I have ruined decades of wisdom for you. If you are ineffective, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"
**!
What the hell are you doing? You're risking your life!
When Lu Heng heard this, a chill suddenly hit his forehead. Looking at Zhang Wenshan and Wu Ningyuan with sad faces, Lu Heng suddenly felt something bad in his heart. He raised the curtain and was about to jump out of the car, oh no, jump out of the sedan.
Just as he was raising the curtain, he ran around and was about to jump down. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he felt like he had hit a wall of flesh.
There was a bang, and the huge rebound force pushed Lu Heng back again.
**, who!
Lu Heng rubbed the back of his head, raised his head angrily, and was about to curse.
However, after seeing this other person rushing onto the sedan chair, Lu Heng suddenly lost his temper.
"Hong Quan has met the prince, met Mr. Zhang, oh, boy of the Lu family, I have finally seen you! Hahahaha!" Hong Quan, who had not seen him for a long time, unexpectedly met again this night in this narrow little sedan.
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Hong Quan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, still had a shiny face, and the flesh on his body was obviously bigger. Obviously, he had been worried a lot during this time.
Uh..., that should be it.
After entering the sedan, Hong Quan first saluted Wu Ningyuan and others, and then when he saw Lu Heng sitting slumped opposite, rubbing the back of his head, Hong Quan's eyes suddenly lit up, he ran over with his hair covered, and sat down.
Beside Lu Heng, he held Lu Heng's hand and started chatting passionately.
Although the sedan was exclusively used by the royal palace, it had a larger space than the ones used by ordinary courtiers. But with four people crammed inside, it seemed a bit crowded.
Moreover, after Fatty Hong rushed in, it seemed even more crowded. The sedan creaked and made an overwhelmed sound, and even the sixteen strong men carrying the sedan outside made sounds of exhaustion.
But Zhang Wenshan on the side was unprepared and was knocked off the chair by Hong Quan's fat butt.
With a bang, my head hit the table and I immediately picked up my bag.
Although Zhang Wenshan is old, he still thinks of himself as a romantic and talented man. Now, seeing that his handsome appearance was not well preserved, he stretched out his hand to wipe it and became furious.
"Fat Hong!" Zhang Wenshan rolled up his sleeves and pushed Hong Quan directly. However, Zhang Wenshan's thin arms and slender tui, even though he used all his strength to feed, could not shake Hong Quan's huge meat mountain.
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After pushing hard, the other party didn't move at all, and he almost twisted his wrist.
On the side, Wu Ningyuan held his breath, his eyes widened, and he couldn't close his mouth in joy as he looked at Zhang Wenshan.
Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pointed at Zhang Wenshan, who was covering his forehead, and burst into laughter: "Hahahaha!"
Looking at those who are doing it, it seems that everyone has bigger fists than me.
Wu Ningyuan is a general who leads troops, and his skills are extraordinary. Fatty Hong's body is enough to make the opponent tremble with fear. And the most suitable scholar, hey!
Boxing is afraid of young people!
After scanning around, Zhang Wenshan felt extremely depressed when he saw that no one could bully him.
After Hong Quan finished reminiscing with a chuckle, Lu Heng was still confused.
Looking in front of me, the three heroes from Jiangning all had strange looks in their eyes. They looked at me with expressions of sadness that could move the heavens and the earth.
"Ahem, everyone has expired now, shouldn't the three of you say something?" Lu Heng spread his hands and smiled helplessly.
There was no other way, the entrance of the sedan was blocked by Wu Ningyuan, Hong Quan was pressing down beside him, and Zhang Wenshan was sitting beside him, staring at him eagerly. It was hard for him to fly today.
In desperation, Lu Heng had to ask for details first and then make plans.
Seeing Lu Heng's doubts, the three of them looked at each other and sighed together.
"Life is miserable!"
"What a tragedy!"
"Nima's!"
Lu Heng: "..."
Just when Lu Heng's head was full of black lines and he was extremely depressed, Wu Ningyuan was the first to speak.
The old man picked up the teacup and wanted to take a sip, but he saw that the tea in the teacup had already been drained by Fatty Hong. He frowned and coughed. Fatty Hong understood and quickly filled the cup for the prince. Just as he was about to sit down
Next, he suddenly thought of something and got up to fill the other three again.
Wu Ning took a cup of hot tea, took a sip, sighed, and then said calmly: "Today is the Peony Festival in Tokyo!"
"Well, that's right!" Zhang Wenshan rubbed his forehead, nodded and said in support.
"When the Flower Festival is over, the most famous Hundred Flowers Festival in Tokyo will be held in the evening!" Wu Ning said leisurely, holding a tea cup from a distance.
"Hey, I wonder what's so special about these flowers? Prince, can you tell me?" On the side, Hong Quan squeezed his eyes, glanced at Lu Heng mysteriously, then turned his head, pretending to be something.
If you don't understand, ask Wu Ning for a way.
"This Hundred Flowers Meeting is a grand gathering where talented scholars from the capital gather together to recite poems and compose poems!" Wu Ningyuan put down his tea cup, looked at Lu Heng, and smiled.
Zhang Wenshan echoed, nodded and said solemnly: "Moreover, there is still supervision from the imperial court, and all officials will participate!"
"The scale is grand and the occasion is unprecedented!" Hong Quan added.
"This is the most important literary event in our Great Zhou Dynasty!" Finally, the three of them turned their heads, looked at Lu Heng, and said in a deep voice.
Well……
Seeing these three old men, whose combined ages exceeded one hundred and seventy-eight, talking about cross talk with gusto, Lu Heng was both amused and angry.
"But, what does this have to do with me?" Lu Heng leaned on the wooden board, spread his hands, and said with a helpless smile.
"You are so talented, kid!" Wu Ning stared at Lu Heng for a long time and said confidently.
"Not only is he talented, he is also talented!" Zhang Wenshan continued to praise him.
"Kuanggu Shuojin!" Fatty Hong looked at Lu Heng seriously and nodded.
"Hey..." Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to interrupt.
Unexpectedly, before the words could be spoken, Wu Ningyuan interrupted him again: "Have the means and the will!"
"Decisive means!" Zhang Wenshan said leisurely, stroking his beard.
"Narrow-minded!" Fatty Hong continued to nod his meat head and flattered him with saliva flying around.
Um?
Hearing that the fat man's topic had gone astray, Wu Ningyuan and Zhang Wenshan immediately turned their heads and looked at him in astonishment.
Why does this fat man always tell the truth?
Although it sounds unpleasant, it is the truth.
Whoever messes with his woman will be in trouble. From ancient times to the present, when we look at historical figures, only King Zhou and King You are like this.
Realizing that the two bosses were looking at each other unkindly, Fatty Hong also felt that he had made a mistake. He coughed quickly and changed his words, "Ahem! It's because I have a broad heart!"
Um……
Only then did Zhang Wu and Wu nod with satisfaction, turned around, continued to look at Lu Heng, who had black lines on his head, and said with a smile: "So, tonight, you, Lu Yongzheng, will definitely become the most dazzling new star of this year's Hundred Flowers Club!"
"A blockbuster!" Zhang Wenshan smiled and looked at Lu Heng expectantly.
"The future is bright!" Fatty Hong put away the obscene smile on his face, raised his head, and looked at Lu Heng with eyes full of wishes.
At this point, Lu Heng had already heard something.
Although these three people did not say it clearly, combined with the meeting with the emperor this morning, Lu Heng quickly guessed the intention of these three words.
Oh, so that’s how the emperor’s god-making movement started?!