Second-hand little prince

Chapter 446 Dinner

Chapter 446 Dinner
There were not many people attending the palace dinner, only the emperor and prince were present, and the virtuous king was not present. Qin Zixuan and Li Han wandered in, and saw Gu Yueru sitting there, playing with his fingers boredly.

Seeing Li Han and Qin Zixuan coming in, Gu Yue Tathagata regained her spirits, waved at Li Han, and beckoned Li Han to sit beside her, while Qin Zixuan tilted his head and looked at Zhao Qingfeng.

Straw sandals in sackcloth, a small bun tied on his head, and a long beard fluttering on his chest. He looks like a fairy-tale expert. Looking at Zhao Qingfeng, Qin Zixuan thought of a poem, and walked with small square steps Slowly out.

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Diao is bright with frost and snow.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.Killing a person in ten steps will never stop a thousand miles away.Hello
"Good poem!" Qin Zixuan's voice fell, and Li Han was particularly supportive, no matter whether he understood or not, he immediately clapped his hands and applauded.Li Han's positive response made Qin Zixuan's face blush slightly, this, hehe, guilty conscience.

"It's not bad, it's good enough to kill a person in ten steps, and it won't stop you for thousands of miles. A hero!" Zhao Qingfeng stroked his beard and nodded in praise, Qin Zixuan twisted his buttocks and cupped his hands, and sat down on Li Han's lower head, the emperor frowned slightly wrinkle.

The ancient times are not Qin Zixuan's previous life, there is no need to sit, men are respected, Qin Zixuan sitting under Li Han is a little bit, ah, Qin Zixuan didn't realize it, Li Han would be clever, and carried Qin Zixuan to lift him up. First place goes.

Well, it's better to sit at the bottom, the emperor's face darkened again, Qin Zixuan twisted his neck, looked up at Li Han, wondering why this woman was crazy, and cursed: "Stinky bitches, be honest, sit down!" alright."

"Hey." Li Han immediately calmed down and sat at Qin Zixuan's lower seat. The seat was right, but the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Sometimes Qin Zixuan's reaction was really ambiguous. Now he would stare at Zhao Qingfeng and ask, "Like it?" the poem?"

Zhao Qingfeng nodded. Qin Zixuan was so happy, he looked at Zhao Qingfeng eagerly and asked, "Is there any way for me to quickly become a martial arts master?"

Zhao Qingfeng thought of what Thief Saint had said to him, and understood, Qin Zixuan was daydreaming. If such a good thing happened, Zhao Qingfeng expressed that he would also like to meet it. Zhao Qingfeng slowly shook his head and said, "There is no shortcut in martial arts. If you want to become a master, you need to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer."

"Oh, no, forget it, I'm fine now." Qin Zixuan looked away in disappointment. It doesn't matter if he doesn't learn the martial arts that needs to be practiced. He thought that Zhao Qingfeng was a master outside the world, and he would know how to attract stars, or pass on a kung fu. Nothing, so what else to learn.

"Master, I'm the one to fight. You just need to stay healthy and healthy. Leave the fight to me." Li Han patted his chest and took care of everything.

"Well, yes, that's a good idea." Qin Zixuan stretched out his thumb. He just likes Li Han. He won't force himself to learn what to do. Even if he really has nothing to do, Li Han won't Will dislike, this is true love.

Gu Yueru really couldn't stand these two cheeky boasters, picked up the jug and poured a glass for the master, then poured another glass for herself, looked at Qin Zixuan, and said with disgust: "Stingy, you don't even bring some wine when you come. "

"What's wrong? You're out of wine?" Qin Zixuan asked, it shouldn't be, he has never been short of Gu Yueru's wine.

"Too few, you should at least bring one hundred and eighty altars here, this is to entertain my master, you have the nerve to come empty-handed." Gu Yueru said.

"Excuse me, then, how about I give you another poem?" Qin Zixuan asked weakly, he only knew how to go to the palace for a banquet, how could he know that he would have to give gifts, if he had known, he would have brought two bags of snacks up.

The prince coughed, blushed and lowered his head. He didn't bring a gift, and he came empty-handed, mainly because he didn't know what to give. If he didn't give it well, he would offend his ancestors.

"What's so good about the sour poems? There's no benefit from wine. I'm going back to the mountain with my master tomorrow. You have to give me a hundred and eighty altars anyway." Gu Yueru simply challenged the words. It's clear, Qin Zixuan, a bastard in the province, can't guess it.

"Oh, I'm leaving tomorrow, in such a hurry? Don't you want to play for a few more days?" Qin Zixuan blinked, a little bit reluctant, except for the black spot, Yuemeizi is still very fun, with a straightforward personality and good martial arts.

Gu Yueru rolled her eyes, thinking she didn't want to play, the problem was that her master wouldn't let her, so she had to go back to the mountains for further studies.

"Since you are leaving, the wine will definitely be given to you. Don't worry." Qin Zixuan patted his chest, "It's just wine, it's enough. I don't have much else, so don't you have too much wine!"

"You said it, come, have a drink." Gu Yueru felt better when she heard that the wine was finished, she raised a glass to invite a few people to have a drink, Qin Zixuan and the others followed suit, drank the glass of wine, and lowered the glass As soon as it was released, Gu Yueru asked, "What poem do you want to give me?"

Cough, Qin Zixuan was choked, didn't he say he doesn't like sour poems?Why bring it up again.

"Don't worry, drink it slowly, swallow it down and talk." Gu Yueru is very good at comforting people, she is really not in a hurry at all.

Li Han hurriedly wiped Qin Zixuan's mouth and patted his back, cast a sideways glance at Gu Yueru, and asked, "Don't you not like that kind of sour poetry?"

"No, the sour poems are quite tasty. After dinner, come, let's talk about it." Gu Yueru turned to Qin Zixuan, and asked Qin Zixuan to compose a poem with one hand.He even had dinner.

The emperor saw that this person should be named, forget it, or not, he should discuss with Qin Zixuan, so he should be called the eldest niece, this eldest niece has too much personality.

Qin Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Gu Yueru and said: "You are really good, I will give you a poem or "Swordsman", listen carefully."

Qin Zixuan tapped the table with his index finger, and said softly: "I have sharpened my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. If I show you today, no one will be unfair. You and I are just a passer-by in the world of mortals. May you be free in the boundless world."

"How, do you like it?" Qin Zixuan asked the question first, before Li Han applauded.

Gu Yueru nodded, she likes it, the last sentence is the last one, "Heaven and Earth Ren Xiaoyao".The artistic conception of this poem is high, wow wow wow, Gu Yueru sighed three times in succession, and stretched out her thumbs up to Qin Zixuan, as expected of a famous talent, amazing.

Qin Zixuan's face darkened when he heard it, the first four lines are the most serious poems, okay?Behind is my good expectation, where did you hear that?
Zhao Qingfeng looked at Qin Zixuan with a kind smile and said, "You are suitable to join me, but unfortunately we met too late, and you are too lazy."

Hehe, Qin Zixuan turned on the smirk mode. It's really difficult for Zhao Qingfeng to answer, saying that he is not lazy?Qin Zixuan felt that he was really lazy, if he moved lazily, he might as well listen to a ditty if he had the time.

The emperor looked at Qin Zixuan, feeling a little regretful, it would be great if his mind could stay awake all the time, but unfortunately, he would have convulsions from time to time, God knows when he would have convulsions.

(End of this chapter)

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