Quick wear: green tea girl matches her delicate body and soft body

"Words" are no longer understood by everyone, not to mention the unheard of novel word "dance words".

Everyone thinks that "dance words" is the elegance of Yangzhou's talented and beautiful people, but many of them have been to Yangzhou for amusement, and they have never heard of this word.

A bunch of people stared at Wen Youli's every move with wide eyes.

Wen Youli walked under an old banyan tree, she bent down and picked up a dead wood branch from the ground.

The branches are slender and long, with moderate toughness, and when held in the hand of Wen Youli in plain white clothes, it does not look like a dead branch, but like a long sword, with a sharp edge.

The girl's slender and upright body stood against the mountain wind.

Xu Zilu has never seen Wen Youli like this.

He grew up with her since childhood, and he saw Wen Youli's timidity and cowardice in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

Although she is the granddaughter of the former prince Fu Wen, Wen Youli is not very affectionate, and she can't even write a few poems, not to mention the words of Na Laoshizi...

However, Wen Youli's face is still gentle, but there is a trace of strength in the gentleness, a touch of stubbornness that does not admit defeat.

Wei Qingqian noticed the strange look in Xu Zilu's gaze at Wen Youli.

Is Brother Zilu feeling sorry for

Wen Youli? What is there to feel sorry for such a lowly woman!

Wei Qingyan clutched the hem of her skirt, she looked at Wen Youli with a smile on the corner of her lips, and the gloom in her eyes became heavier and heavier.

Gu Jingyan quietly took in her and Xu Zilu's appearance.

Interesting.

Raising her eyes and looking at the girl in the white dress holding a dead branch in the crowd, Gu Jingyan narrowed her eyes for a moment, and the hand under the sleeve of the robe turned the jade wrench at her thumb.

Wen Youli can be said to be dual-minded, not only to pick a song that can trick Wei Qingqi, but also to control the enemy situation at all times, and understand the changes in the mood of the people she needs to attack at this moment.

4399 seriously reported the enemy situation, "Xu Zilu's favorability has increased by 5 points, and now it is 35 points." "

What about

Gu Jingyan?" "..."4399 muttered quietly, "It's still a big duck egg..."Gu

Jingyan is the most defensive of the three, and it is also the most difficult to attack. But if she can give him a strategy, it will be absolutely dead, and it can become a sharp blade in her hands.

Another gust of mountain wind blew.

The girl's skirt was raised high, and the green silk was blowing in her ears, half-covering her delicate face.

Wen Youli moved.

With the strength of the mountain wind, she gently touched the ground on her toes, and her wide sleeves were thrown out with strength.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp..."The

girl's voice is pleasant, crisp as a warbler's cry, the noisy voice gradually fades away, and finally only the spring water dingdong is left as a foil.

The wrist flipped, "Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield." The

son who had a military general's portal clapped his hands and shouted, "What a battlefield autumn soldier!" Xu

Zilu looked surprised, staring at the white dress Ling Bo Shenghua in disbelief.

When will the young pear be able to perform such a song? and when will he know how to perform this sword dance?

Wei Qingyan held his hand in his skirt, his nails already deeply embedded in the flesh of his palm.

Not true....

She must be dreaming, that is not Wen Youli, that can't be the timid and cowardly Wen Youli!

This song tells about the sorrow of the family and the country, she is a weak lady from a scholarly family, can she make this word when she sees a ghost?

She must have copied someone else!

The dead wood and branches gradually slowed down, from rigid to soft, and there seemed to be thousands of sorrows converged in it.

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

" Wen Youli put away the dead branches, straightened her dress and hair, and saluted the person above her, "It's ugly." "

Okay, good!" The old master's white beard trembled, and he said again and again, if you look closely at his eyes, you can clearly see his old eyes with tears in the sun, "What a 'poor white happen'!"

"

Not humble or arrogant, that etiquette and demeanor are only equipped with the daughters of high-ranking families.

The master saw that Wen Youli was advancing and retreating properly, not arrogant or impatient, and was very satisfied and laughed, "It is worthy of being the granddaughter of Mrs. Wen."

"The official sees that Mrs. Wen is still young, I don't know where the patriotism and resentment in this word come from?" came the man's inquiring voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his clear voice struck the heartstrings.

Wen Youli glanced at Gu Jingyan cautiously, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wei Qing's tense breath suddenly relaxed!

Wei Qingqi hooked her lips and chuckled, "Why does the word Sister Wen sound familiar to me?"

Wen Youli still pursed her lips, but her heart was happy.

Wen Youli frowned and looked at Wei Qingqi, "Sister Wei's words, Youli doesn't understand." "

I believed in Sister Wen so I asked Sister Wen to fight for me, but..."Wei Qingqian wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed helplessly, "But you can't copy other people's lyrics and songs!"

The ladies of Yanshan Academy looked at each other, and put their heads together in twos and threes.

"This word turned out to be plagiarized

?" "I just said that Wen Youli has such a great ability!" "

Who did you copy?How come I have never heard anyone say it..."

"Copy?" Wen Youli raised her eyebrows, "Dare to ask Sister Wei, whose word did you copy from Youli?"

Wei Qingqian decided that Wen Youli was copied anyway, and she also knew that Wen Youli would not admit that she had copied the word in order to maintain the face of the Wen family and Xu Zilu's reputation, so she pulled out one of the poets her father befriended at random, and said categorically, "You copied Lin Zongyu, Mr. Lin's words."

"Nope.

Wei Qingqian was about to say that she was quibbling, but she didn't expect Wen Youli to raise her little face, and said softly and with a smile, "This word is indeed not what I did, but it is not the word of Mr. Lin, but the word of Xin Qiji, called "Breaking the Array: Giving Strong Words to Chen Tongfu to Send It". "

Who is Xin Qiji?

"You obviously copied Lin..."

I have read all of Mr. Lin's poems, but there is really no one. Zhan Yunzhu, who had been silent, opened his mouth, "Most of Mr. Lin's poems are rural fun, and there are very few poems about the ambition of the family and country.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a swipe towards Wen Youli, "I am familiar with poetry and books, but I have never heard of the word 'Xin Qiji'. I know that Mrs. Wen is humble, but Mrs. Wen doesn't need to lie and say that this word was made by someone else. "

Wen Youli

,"...""This word has a far-reaching meaning, far from being comparable to me..."Zhan Yunzhu,"Wen Niangzi's talent is admirable, and the mood is an example that my Beishan students should learn Xi follow, as soon as the word Wen Niangzi came out, I Beishan Academy within ten years... No, no one has been able to compare it for twenty years. After

that, Zhan Yunzhu bowed down and was extremely humble, "Please take me as an apprentice and teach me to compose lyrics." "