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Chapter 85 82. Assist!Meng Shiyu is determined to have a baby (4.7K words)
The sun shifted, and it was almost noon soon.

Academy.

Provincial guilt hall.

Xia Yan wore a green skirt and knelt on the futon in the hall.

This is a punishment for his unreasonable absence from class yesterday.

The prince should set an example for the world. If he makes a mistake, he will be punished. Even if the prince is punished, which scholar in the world would dare to use his status to play truant and belittle literati?
When he kneels, he is kneeling for the prosperous age of scholars, and he is kneeling for the heart of literati.

However, if he is just an ignorant prince, he will kneel down, no one cares, and he can't accept it. On the contrary, he will become another stain among many stains, but this prince is a talented one. different.

And yesterday, the song "Lisi" he composed had already entered Li Yiqing's hands.

Qianqian's bare hands hold the ink scroll lightly.

A pair of pupils, quietly looking at the scroll, the four lines and seven character quatrains.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Take Hua Cong to look back lazily, half of the world and half of the king."

Xiao Li Xuezheng was holding the scroll, silent for a long time, savoring it for a long time, and said with a smile: "I am afraid that the number one talent in Dayan of this generation will belong to my disciple, right?"

Suddenly, she frowned and said, "Miss Bai, isn't this the authentic work of my disciple?"

Seeing that she saw through it, Bai Suli didn't hide it, and said directly: "Master Li, the real work is at the empress's place, and the empress has said it, so don't worry about it."

"Huh?" Xiao Li Xuezheng was stunned for a while.
Then he said again: "I don't care about it?
My student was punished and made a poem, why can't I remember it? "

Bai Suli said: "This is what your mother said."

Xiao Li Xuezheng thought for a while and said: "Then the lady must lend it to me, so that I can enjoy it for a while."

In the eyes of everyone in Li, although Xia Yan's calligraphy has never been magical, but this character, this poem, coupled with this identity, this story, is enough to make this "Li Si Tie" a first-class literary work.

If given time and a hundred years later, this "Li Si Tie" might become a top-notch collection, maybe it might even become a treasure.

Literati have zero resistance to these top-level calligraphy, because these calligraphy not only conform to their aesthetics, but also allow them to learn from it, gain artistic conception, and thus enhance their own strength.

Bai Suli didn't speak, she was in a daze.

As for the appreciation of words and poems, she was not as good as the queen and Xiao Li Xuezheng, but she could see that these two admired and even competed for this poem.

Little pervert. Really changed a lot.

She should be happy.

General Meng, very good, and His Royal Highness. Very good match.

Time flies, and it is the end of the afternoon.

It's time to go back to the palace.
Xia Yan walked out of the Provincial Hall, taking advantage of the opportunity of being punished, he adjusted his breath well, at this moment he felt refreshed, and the exhaustion from tossing all night last night was gone.

Comfortable, very comfortable!

He left the Provincial Hall, walked along the road in front of the door, came to the Wenqu Hall, and walked south for a while, the carriage back to the palace stopped there.

Along the way, he felt many eyes.

That was the eyes of the students.

These gazes were so fiery that his back felt a little scorched.

Faint whispers from the crowd
"Your Highness has such a demeanor, such literary talent, and such deep affection. I really envy that General Meng. In order to see her, Your Highness would rather kneel down in the hall of forgiveness.

Your Highness may have made mistakes as a student, but as a literati, he is really amazing. Without a wild and true temperament, how can he be able to write like a dragon and a snake, and write beautifully? "

"I'm so envious"

"Brother, be careful, you are a man of seven feet, how can you talk so nonsense?"

"I am envious of His Highness's literary talents. Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud."
Why, why is His Highness able to write such beautiful sentences?

This poem expresses the beauty of lovesickness and the infatuation in the world.

After this poem, there is no affection! "

"Then if you enter the Lovesickness Gate, you will know the pain of lovesickness?"

The student was dumbfounded when asked.

Similar conversations are happening in many places.

And on a high place in a certain attic of the academy, an old man with a stubble and the smell of alcohol was leaning on a railing and looking into the distance.

His Highness's song Li Si has also entered his eyes and heart.

"Take Hua Cong to look back lazily, half-destined to the world and half-destined to you, so why am I?"

Old Li Xue smiled, he is a man with a story.

Generally, people who have lived for a long time will have endless stories to tell, especially this kind of old man who likes to drink and have sex.

At this time, he looked up suddenly, and saw a figure in the cloud, and it looked like it was Xiao Li Xuezheng.

Li Yuexian smiled and said: "It's better to ride the wind and go back."

After the words fell, the words followed, his figure was floating, and he flew up suddenly, as if riding the wind of heaven and earth, caught up with the figure in the cloud, and shouted from a distance: "Xiao Li Xuezheng, where are you going?"

Xiao Li Xuezheng looked sideways and said, "Lao Li, I'm going to the palace."

Li Yuexian said: "But for that song "Lisi"."

Li Yiqing said: "Exactly. I'll go and see the real work, and then I'll go and see the girl mentioned in "Lisi"."

Li Yuexian slapped his thigh in the wind and said, "Add me."

at this time
Before sunset, the weather was fine.

floating clouds, solitary pavilion, lakeside
Mengshi Yu Ruifeng has both eyes, condensed heroic spirit, holding a big gun, and is practicing the gun in the open space next to Qilin.

The shadows of the guns danced like a group of snakes, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake, only the shadows of the guns were all over the sky.
And suddenly, these many gun shadows merged into one
The heroic female general twisted her waist with a water snake, stretched her arms with a spirit ape, and shot her spear like a dragon. Between the three, she stabbed forward with a fierce posture that pierced everything.

brush! ! !
The air was torn apart like silk, and a long spear broke through everything like a steel phoenix. The tip of the spear hummed continuously, as if a hundred birds were vying to sing, surrounding it.

A ray of sky! !
"kill!"

Meng Shiyu let out a low growl, his eyes were cold and frightening.

She ran forward a few steps, danced the spear again, and then cast a ray of sky again, stabbing back suddenly.

boom! !

The air current dances wildly, and the ground is thunderous.

"Kill!" She snapped again, her black hair swirling like flames.

The jersey was blown like a long wind, revealing a fine and thick metal inner armor.

Apparently, this general also wore a weight-bearing inner armor to increase the burden on the body, thereby improving the efficiency of cultivation.

With a sound of killing, the imperial palace was turned into a rolling battlefield.

Meng Shiyu didn't know how to respond to that Highness, so she could only use this method of torturing herself to forget, and let's talk about it in two days.

Suddenly her expression changed, and she glanced at her beautiful eyes, only to see the mother-in-law who was watching the pavilion come out holding a big teacup.

On weekdays, when the mother-in-law came out, she would watch her practice the gun.

But today, the mother-in-law's eyes fell on other places, and she looked at it for a long time.

Meng Shiyu was at the moment of sharpness at this time, she followed her mother-in-law's line of sight and glanced in that direction.

At this glance, she couldn't help being surprised.

"When did an old man stand under the tree over there?
I. Why didn't I see it? "

Seeing her look, the old man nodded to her, then turned and flew away.

Meng Shiyu:? ? ? ? ? ?
After a while, another elegant golden robe and bearded Confucian scholar came from afar with a scroll of copybooks in his hand.

He stepped on Changhong Lake and seemed to want to hide after approaching.

But before he had time to hide, Meng Shiyu looked over.

The golden-robed and long-bearded Confucian smiled kindly at her, then landed on the island in the middle of the lake, looked at Meng Shiyu, and saluted: "The scenery here is beautiful, I will linger and forget to return, if you enter by mistake, General Mo Strange, don't be strange."

Meng Shiyu saw that he was extraordinary, and asked: "What's your name, sir? This is the palace, is sir a distinguished guest in the palace?"

The golden robe and bearded Confucian scholar smiled and said, "You came here uninvited, you came uninvited. I'm ashamed, I'm bothering you. General, please continue to practice your spear, don't worry about it."

Seeing that Meng Shiyu didn't practice the gun, he was still watching him.

The golden-robed and long-bearded Confucian scholar stroked his long beard, turned around and flew away.

Meng Shiyu:? ? ? ? ? ?
Today, why do these people fly?
In the imperial palace, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, how come here?

"Mother-in-law, who are these people?" General Meng asked without understanding, and looked sideways at the old maid holding a teacup.

The old palace lady said: "At first, the old man was the old Jijiu of the academy's talismanology. Just now, the golden-robed and long-bearded Confucian scholar is the Song Xuezheng of the talismanology. They are all great masters of Wen Dao."

General Meng nodded, but asked again: "Why did they come here? And"

The old maid continued: "And it's weird, isn't it?"

"Yes."

The old palace lady said: "I have a hunch that they are definitely not the only two people, and there are people coming later. When someone comes later, I will ask. Even if it is a great master of literature and Taoism, the Qilin Pavilion in the palace is not where they come whenever they want. , just leave if you want."

Just as he was speaking, he saw a strong wind in the sky and earth, and a blue shadow suddenly descended from the heart of the sky and landed in the center of the lake. What was surprising was that the lake did not even have any waves.

This blue shadow showed its appearance, but it was a military general wearing blue soft armor, but he was not as rough as a military general, on the contrary, there was a bit of wisdom in his eyes.

This time, there is no need for an introduction from the old maid.

Meng Shiyu recognized the person.

Why?

This person is too famous, and everyone who is a general knows him.

This green armored man is the commander of the Forbidden Army, and the leader of the six evildoers of the Forbidden Army—Qi Qingsi.

This is also one of the few generals who can be talked about by the former general Zhao Wenxuan, one of the few generals, and Meng Shiyu even met him once when he was a child.

"Uncle Qi!" General Meng saluted Yuan.

On Qi Qingsi's iron-blooded serious face, there was a little smile, as if responding to this title.

Meng Shiyu raised his voice and asked: "Uncle Qi, why did you come here suddenly today?"

Qi Qingsi said: "The general gave birth to a good daughter, so heroic, she is a good match for the king, good, good!"

After saying three "good" words, he turned around and left.

The old maid coughed.

Qi Qingsi stopped in her tracks and said, "What advice does Grandma have?"

The old maid said: "Let's talk about it, why are you here?"

Qi Qing was stunned for a moment, and then thought that the Qilin Pavilion was closed, and the outside information probably hadn't come through yet, so he said, "The prince missed class yesterday and was fined to kneel down in the academy's hall, it's nothing. It's just that he wrote a poem , that poem should be the four characters of the eternal masterpiece."

The old palace maid had many eyes, she seemed to understand something when she heard it, her old eyes lit up slowly, and the corners of her mouth tended to open to reveal her aunt's smile, "Isn't this eternal song related to Xiaomeng?"

Qi Qingsi turned around and said in a deep voice, "Exactly."

The old maid said: "Nian Nian."

Qi Qingsi pondered for a while, and said: "The poem is called Lisi, and it is a seven-character quatrain."

Immediately afterwards, he read in a slow voice: "In the past, the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Take the time to look back at the flowers, half of the world and half of the king."

After reading, he nodded slightly, turned around with his hands behind his back, and flew away in the air.

As a general, but can fly, this can only explain one thing
This Qi Qingsi is also a great master of Wen Dao.

But how could it be possible for a master of literature and Taoism to become the head of the six murderers of the Imperial Army?

There is only one explanation, and that is. He is still a great master of martial arts.

湖心
in situ
The old lady's aunt finally couldn't help laughing, "Good poetry, really good poetry.
Xiaomeng, promise Your Highness.If you miss it, it's gone.

In the past, the sea was too difficult to be water, except that Wushan was not a cloud. His Highness regarded you as the sea and Wushan, and thought that there is no better woman in the world than you.Therefore, even as the crown prince, he lived among the flowers, but he was too lazy to look at other women.Half of the reason is because of the world, and generally it is because of you. "

Just as the words fell, another man and woman flew over from the sky.

The man was a bit scruffy, with stubble and drunken eyes.
The woman is clear and handsome, with a good posture, like a freehand flower in ink
The old maid said: "Old Li Xuezheng, Li Yuexian, and young Li Xuezheng, Li Yiqing, have come to see you."

After finishing speaking, the two Xuezhengs landed on the ground, saluted, then stared at Meng Shiyu for a long while, then nodded in satisfaction, clasped their fists again, turned around and flew away.

The two of them had to borrow the authentic works.

Meng Shiyu stood in the setting sun with a big gun in his hand, looking very confused.

In the past few days, she has experienced again and again that she never even dreamed of.

she is confused
Why does His Highness like her.

And still so affectionate, infatuated?

Why did His Highness want to have a baby with her?
Moreover, he even wrote a poem for her, which was so good that a group of great masters came to watch her?

What kind of experience is this?
Listening to the old palace lady's babbling, Meng Shiyu sighed softly. If this matter is not resolved, the gun will not be practiced anymore. She thought for a while and said, "Grandma, I'm going out of the palace tonight."

Meng Shiyu is going to see the eldest lady of the Meng family——Meng Yuanqing.

Because she has feelings, the marriage between the dream family and the royal family is the default for the eldest lady, but now she feels a little bit of a slasher.

However, this matter must be cut quickly.

Only in this way can she return to the state of practicing with peace of mind.

Military law is like a mountain!

If the rules are set, they must be implemented immediately!
Either have a baby or don't have a baby, set the rules, and then enforce them vigorously.

After this matter is settled, she can practice with peace of mind.

The confusion in Meng Shiyu's eyes disappeared, and her expression became determined. Since she didn't know how to deal with it, she should use her method to solve it.

In this way, no matter what, she will no longer be panicked and lost.

General Meng clenched his fist, already having a determination and plan in his heart.

She is going to find the eldest lady, and then have a showdown.

Meng's family has a mansion in the imperial city. After Meng Shiyu landed by boat, he didn't call for a carriage. The main reason was that she couldn't call a carriage either. So, he got up and ran towards the south gate of the palace.

She is still carrying a heavy inner armor, and it is still a bit strenuous to run, but this kind of physical training is also one of her favorite ways of training.

Fortunately, she didn't have to go to the palace gates.

After walking for a while, I saw my eldest lady in the pavilion by the Changhong Lake.

In the twilight, the west wind blows.

Meng Yuanqing was bathed in the rosy red brilliance of the setting sun, with her long legs folded slightly, her head raised proudly, her chin resting on her cheeks, and there was a bit of unnatural coldness in her clean eyes.

Originally, she was like an ethereal elf in the sun, but now this elf looks a little more like a witch. Although her appearance is still the same, her temperament has slightly changed.

"Miss." Meng Shiyu stood at the entrance of the long pavilion, clasped his fists and saluted, with the demeanor of a martial artist.

"I'm here to visit the empress." Meng Yuanqing opened her mouth, explaining why she was here, and then asked, "Why did Shi Yu leave the Qilin Pavilion?"

Meng Shiyu said bluntly: "Because of the Third Highness."

She took a step forward and continued: "Third Highness once asked me if I would marry him if he could let me have a child without delaying my cultivation.

I was so distraught that I lost my sense of proportion even when I practiced the gun.

However, I've made a decision.

I decided to promise Your Highness.

As long as His Highness does not delay my cultivation, and does not affect my cultivation potential, then no matter how many children I want to have, I can give birth to him! "

Meng Yuanqing:
The old clapper had imagined many scenarios, but he hadn't imagined this one.

Meng Shiyu said: "Miss, I'm sorry but Shiyu has no choice, Shiyu can't refuse His Highness, and His Highness will not give up because of Shiyu's refusal.

Only by making a decision immediately can we cut through the mess quickly, and continue to practice with peace of mind.”

After all, General Meng moved her powerful long legs and took a step forward, and the majestic aura of iron and blood spread like a tide.

Meng Shiyu stopped, clasped his fists, raised his head, and said loudly to the girl in the sunset pavilion, "Miss, please do it!"

Words must be done, actions must be resolute, decisive and resolute,

This is the style of a general!

(End of this chapter)