: The Enemy is the Enemy

谁说女人的手劲儿小,高文心这一巴掌下去,唐伯虎的左颊顿时灿若桃花.被人打了还要被骂成斯文败类,饶是风流多智的江南第一才子,也被打傻了.

When Yang Ling saw his appearance, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice: Fortunately, Wen Xin slapped me in the butt. If I had been slapped like this in the face, I would probably not be able to see anyone in three days!

The saddest part of Gao Wenxin was that she was despised and insulted by the person she cared most in her heart. She rushed to the lake with tears in her face, just wanting to throw herself into the vast smoke and end it all from then on.

Half of the boatmen who were pulling the boat by the lake were dressed as the inner factory. When they saw the maid who was inseparable from the factory, the maid who was inseparable from the factory covered her face and ran towards her. While Yang Qin's mission shouted to save the person, he followed him. Immediately, two men dressed in fishermen stopped him shoulder to shoulder and smiled and said, "Girl Stay."

Gao Wen said angrily: "Do away from me." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pushed it. Before his hand touched the chests of the two men, his slender waist tightened and he was already being picked up by someone.

Gao Wenxin was shocked and angry, and struggled and shouted, "Let me go, let me go." She turned her head and saw that it was Yang Ling hugging her waist and hugging her. The force of twisting her body suddenly became weaker, and her legs that had been kicking back also weakened.

Yang Ling took advantage of the opportunity to take a few steps, walked around behind a thick, short and twisted willow tree, put down Gao Wen and said anxiously: "My lady, what are you making a fuss? I've misunderstood, misunderstood!"

Mo Qinghe, Wu Jiyuan, the four talents and others stood in the pavilion and looked at the willow tree. The fierce beauty suddenly showed her head, as if she was about to escape. Then her hands suddenly stretched out, and she hugged her waist and pulled her back.

Then, through the willow tree, he could only see half of the back of the two. The back of the imperial envoy, Mr. Yang, who belonged to the inner factory and the commander of the personal army, was bent over and over again. He seemed to be bowing and begging for mercy. When the inner factory members saw it, they were worried and immediately turned around tacitly, pretending not to see it.

Zhu Dahuzi didn't even bother to drink wine. He stroked his long beard and stretched his neck hard to look at it. He saw the two figures behind the tree pushing and shoving at first. Then he got closer and closer. In the end, except for a pair of heels, he couldn't even see the figure.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and a corner of the silk belt floated behind the tree, and Yang Ling's robe moved slightly. She couldn't help but her eyebrows and eyelids jumped, and she said with a frown: "Tang Jieyuan quickly pick up his pen, Lao Zhu seems to be going to live a lifelong sequel."

Wen Zhengming kidnapped him a elbow and whispered, "Go to drink your yellow soup. Wu Weng and his distinguished guests are here too."

Xu Zhenqing also smiled dryly and said, "Although that maid is not a wealthy family, she seems to be very self-reliant. Old Zhu is cautious in his words, so as not to be like Brother Tang..."

Tang Bohu listened and stroked his hot cheek and smiled bitterly. This slap was in vain. I am afraid that these heartless and big-mouthed friends would spread it all around, but they were used to being unruly and just regarded it as a romantic affair. They didn't feel embarrassed.

Yang Ling explained and persuaded her. Later, she didn't know that Gao Wen's enthusiasm was still not gone, but she still wanted to enjoy the feeling of snuggling in his arms. Yang Ling hugged her waist tightly, and snuggled in her arms like a bird lying on others. After sobbing for a while, she said with grievance: "Even if they and the master hit it off at first sight, they did not show off their privacy drawings everywhere.

The girl Lian'er was born in a brothel. Should they show her to others unscrupulously? She said she was unruly, but she was not a pervert? She was not successful in her career, so she was cynical because she was a romantic figure, and she was frivolous and had no morals. I don't know how many people in the court were staring at the master, wanting to find your fault. The master shouldn't have too much friends with them."

Gao Wenxin's statement made a lot of sense. In later generations, the debauchery of these talented men was only a rebellion against feudal ethics. People only talked about their romantic affairs. They thought it was God who was jealous of their talents and had an unfair encounter, but they did not know that they were self-deprecating. Although they were also relished in the eyes of people at that time and were attracted by interesting news, they also cut off their careers in the official career. With such experiences, how could they still be tolerated in the court?

To put it bluntly, their behavior is to make a show and not to be elegant. People will use these interesting things as topics of conversation after dinner, but will not regard such "stars" as pillars of society.

Yang Ling calmed down his excitement when he first met the four talents. He suddenly realized that if he was obsessed with their reputation in the future and hang out with them, wouldn’t he give those who were jealous of the people who wanted to kill themselves?

Yang Ling sighed, tightened her wrist and said sincerely: "Wenxin, you are right. In any case, as my identity, I feel a little frivolous to discuss these things with them publicly. During this time I have been to Jiangnan, I have avoided the open and secret struggles in the court. I am really careless."

Gao Wenxin was coaxed and persuaded by him. He knew that he had a misunderstanding. His anger had already disappeared. He heard his sincere tone and felt a little disgusted. She dizzy and struggled, and said angrily: "It hurts when you get caught in the ground, and I don't plan to jump into the lake anymore. What are you pulling me to do?"

Yang Ling laughed and let go of his hands and said, "Let's go back, Eunuch Mo and Mr. Wu must be very worried."

Gao Wenxin lowered her head, gently paddled the ground with her embroidered shoes, and said politely: "I...I'm embarrassed to go over. The master wants to visit the lake, I'll wait for you here."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "That small boat can only carry two people. I'll row the boat today to let you have a happy day, okay?"

Gao Wenxin raised her head, looked at him in surprise, and then hesitated: "Master, I am just a servant, you...you don't have to be so polite to me."

Yang Ling sighed and teased, "Miss Gao, since I brought you into the door, do you think I really treat you as a maid? Then use these words to fill in it, you will feel sorry for you."

Gao Wenxin's pretty face turned red, she opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Yang Ling smiled and turned to the pavilion.

Yang Ling walked into the pavilion with his head held high and his chest raised. Wu Jiyuan stepped forward nervously and asked, "Big... Master Yang, uh... Miss Gao has relieved his anger?"

Yang Ling waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "A woman, it's so inexplicable. I scolded her and she is much more honest now."

Mo Qinggu quickly coughed twice, held back his smile, then turned his head to the side of Taihu Lake, and used his hands to enjoy the scenery.

Yang Ling didn't know that he was hiding behind the tree and bowing, and was seen by others. He apologized to Tang Bohu and said, "Brother Tang. I'm really sorry. I'm not strict in discipline. That maid actually hurt Brother Tang. I am really ashamed."

Tang Bohu laughed dryly and said, "There is nothing. If it weren't for this palm gift, how could Tang see such a moving picture?"

Yang Ling said in surprise: "What picture? Brother Tang made another painting?"

Tang Bohu quickly waved his hand and smiled, "I dare not, no, no... but... But I already have a new idea for this beautiful picture, but I have to change it. I am afraid that it will not be completed today..."

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "Don't be anxious, I don't know how much does a painting cost for Brother Tang? Just go back to the house to paint, but I'll ask someone to come and dare to do it, and it's a lot of money."

Tang Bohu hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang, although this painting is intended for the maid in your house, this painting is mine. I will never sell these ten beautiful pictures alone. I hope the young master will understand."

At that time, there was no portrait power law. Tang Bohu mentioned it with confidence, and Yang Ling didn't realize that there was anything wrong with it. However, in his mind, Tang Bohu's paintings were priceless. If a whole set of ten beautiful pictures was spent, I don't know how much money it cost. But he didn't want Gao Wenxin's portrait to be taken away by others.

Yang Ling couldn't help but hesitate: "Then, I wonder how much painting money Brother Tang wants to sell these ten beautiful pictures?"

Tang Bohu looked at Wu Jiyuan's respectful appearance to him and concluded that this person must be a very qualified young master Guijie. If the richest man in Suzhou is so respectful, he might be a wealthy family in the capital, so he was determined to knock on him. While staring at Yang Ling's expression, he hesitated and said: "This... it is not easy to get together ten beautiful pictures. Tang has also spent nearly a year. Therefore, the price is more expensive than the usual single calligraphy and paintings, at least five...5..."

Tang Bohu sold paintings. The carefully painted ones cost only twenty taels. Although ten beautiful pictures are rare, they have to be worth five hundred taels, and he felt that he was a little bit loud.

But he rarely met a person who spent money. Looking at Yang Shan's appearance of loving the beautiful maid, he must be a rich man who cherishes flowers and jade. This opportunity is really rare.

He hesitated and was about to say the price, but Wu Jiyuan knew it in his heart when he heard it. He was recently run by the nouveau riche, but he was so powerful that he had used a lot of money to pay for the governor and the governor of Suzhou who had used a lot of money. If he climbed up to Yangling, who would dare to bully the Wu family?

If Tang Bohu's bid was low, he would not show sincerity when he bought it and gave it to Yang Ling, so he hurriedly grabbed the conversation and said, "Five thousand taels? Okay, Tang Jieyuan will draw these ten beautiful pictures as soon as possible, and I will buy them with 5 thousand taels of silver."

After saying that, he smiled and said to Yang Ling, "When I take these ten beautiful pictures, I will send someone to you to your house immediately."

When Tang Bohu heard this, he raised the drawing board in his hand and said, "Okay, then Tang will give this 'Moonlight Night Back Garden Flower' for free, and then I will send it to Zun Mansion together."

Yang Ling was ridiculous and laughed. He touched his nose, glanced at the painting and said, "Brother Tang's painting is... a back garden flower? Haha, this guy in the painting is blocked tightly, but he really has never seen it."

When Tang Bohu heard Yang Ling picking out his paintings, he was a little anxious. He said seriously: "Drawings should pay attention to the beauty of implicitness and the wonderful artistic conception. Didn't you see that beauty covers her shame with one hand? Then the fisherman asks about it, where is the paradise? Don't you know it?"

Zhu Zhishan and the other two lustful men laughed and shook their heads lewdly and said, "That's right, not to mention this sentence: 'Let's just turn around and give me some advice, which is not as good as ordinary storms...', the finishing touch."

Yang Ling felt chill in his heart:: This is the great talent in my heart, is it a great idol? You... it's too... no wonder you can't be an official, it turns out that all the talent is used on this.

A wave of green lotus, and several small boats far and near were rowing among the lotus leaves on the water. If they did not stand up, they would be rare to see each other.

Zheng Baihu and more than 20 monks rowed a small boat to surround this area from afar in case tourists break in. Tianshi and sisters were together, Mo Qinghe and Wu Jiyuan were together, Yang Ling did fulfill his promise, and rowed a small boat alone with Gao Wenxin and rippled among the lotus waves in the sky.

Gao Wenxin sat happily at the bow of the boat, lifting up the clear lake water and sprinkling on the green lotus leaves. The lake water overflowed, gradually condensed into small water droplets, and the boat moved forward gently. The densely packed diamond leaves were squeezed by hydraulic force and were automatically divided to both sides.

Small and exquisite white diamond flowers are dotted among the green leaves and red lotus, elegant and fresh. Gao Wenxin turned the roots of the diamonds, happily searching for the red fruits, and putting the picked diamond horns on her skirt, and two big handfuls have been accumulated.

Suddenly, a big fish that was alarmed jumped out of the water. It drew an arc under Gao Wenxin's eyelids, and it smashed into the water with a "bang", splashing a wave, which scared her. Yang Ling couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

Gao Wenxin gave him a pretty look, her expression was extremely charming. Her black and shiny hair was slightly messy on her forehead. The crystal clear water droplets touched the white and beautiful cheeks, as if they were seeping out from under her skin. Yang Ling lit up his eyes and was about to praise her, but he stopped talking again.

Gao Wenxin saw his expression and a resentful look flashed in her eyes. She picked up a red diamond and lowered her head and chanted softly: "Ling'er is all dependent on each other, and the autumn water always feels cold." She chanted poems in her mouth, and she had secretly glanced at Yang Ling.

Master Yang cooperated really well and quickly slapped twice and said, "Good poetry, good poetry..." Gao Wenxin was a little discouraged: "Does the master pretend to be stupid or really don't understand? Didn't he become a famous scholar in the Xuanfu at the age of 16?"

Yang Ling didn't know that Gao Wenxin was trying to show off his love with poetry. He slapped twice and saw that Gao Wenxin was still a little depressed, so he let go of the oar and said, "After rowing for a while, I'm a little hungry. Come on, let's have something to eat first."

Gao Wenxin let out a "hmm", put the water chestnuts up, walked back to the cabin and sat down, reached out to get the shiny food box painted. There were four layers of food box. She took out the dishes inside and placed them on the small table in the middle.

The bottom of the Wufu food box is iron. It has a built-in charcoal fire and a water-separation layer on top. So after so long, the food in the box is still hot. The southerners are very particular about the exquisite dishes. There are not many dishes in the box, which are probably only enough to eat a few bites, but there are many varieties. The first plate is a piece of square meat, thick and tuk-kuk, and it is blessed and rich. The skin of the meat is even more golden, which makes people feel a lot of appetite. It is a piece of Dongpo pork.

The second dish is Dongting shrimp, which is cooked with river shrimps, a specialty of Dongting Lake, and has a good color, aroma and taste. In addition, like osmanthus taro, oil-flavored spring rolls, fried gold bricks, soup dumplings, braised ducks, and eels, it shows the essence, elegance, fineness and cleverness of the Eastern Wu culture.

Rowing boats among lotus, picking lotus among flowers, delicious food and wine, and "Green Xiaoshuo Shuo.com", even if you don't drink, you will be drunk. What's more, there are lotus leaves that are erect and sarcastic, and there is only a beautiful girl who smiles in the middle.

Yang Ling remembered Gao Wenxin's tantrum just now, and secretly became bad. He wanted to teach her a little lesson, so he took out his master's style and asked her to drink a few drinks too.

Gao Wenxin refused, so he had to drink a few glasses. The wine fell to her stomach, and a bright red color suddenly rose on her cheeks. Yang Ling looked at it and was secretly proud, but he asked someone to drink, but he couldn't stop drinking. As a result, the wine in the tin pot was clean and clean. Yang Ling felt that the head-heavy and light feet were already felt. Although Miss Gao's skin was like a layer of rouge, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she was not drunk at all. Only then did Yang Ling realize that Miss Gao had a good alcohol tolerance and couldn't help but complain.

This was the first time Gao Wenxin got along with Yang Ling alone, the first time he drank with him, the first time he was hugged by him, and the first time he was so tactful and persuaded. The girlish feelings were so sensible, but after drinking the wine, he became happier.

She smiled and raised the tin pot that had been poured out and said to Yang Ling Yanran: "The master got fame at the age of sixteen. He is a talented man from the north. Now that the wine has been drunk, how about the servant and the master?

I have a couplet here. Please let me meet you with a pair: bring a tin pot, travel to West Lake, the tin pot falls into West Lake, Xihu, the tin pot! Master, please answer correctly."

Yang Ling was shocked when he heard that he wanted to get a pair. How many modern people have learned that thing? When they heard what she said about tin pots, West Lake, and Xihu, they made them dizzy. Although he had never heard of this pair, he also heard that the difficulty of this pair was that the three words were homophones of West Lake.

He didn't know that this pair was used by someone in the past to make the Grand Secretary Su Dongpo. At that time, Su Dongpo was also stumped by this pair, and he still thought it was a pair produced by Gao Wenxin, so he admired it very much.

After thinking for a while, he finally came up with three words with similar pronunciations, which could barely make up a pair, and then said to Gao Wen: "Uh... I came up with a couplet, but the artistic conception is too far behind your first couplet. If I say it, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

Gao Wenxin couldn't help but look surprised when she heard this. Since the couple was born for hundreds of years, I don't know how many talented men have tried to match them. As a result, they just wanted to pursue the same pronunciation. They barely put together some lower couplets, and the artistic conception was as beautiful as the first couplet, but there was no one.

It is extremely rare that the master of his own can come up with the second couplet so quickly. What other artistic conception is there?

Gao Wenxin was both surprised and happy, and hurriedly said, "Master, come on, let's listen carefully."

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "Good brother-in-law, begging a polite wife, brother-in-law loses a polite wife, alas, brother-in-law."

Gao Wenxin widened her eyes. Her little mouth opened slightly, and she looked at him in shock for a while, but she didn't say a word. Yang Ling couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Look, look, let me tell you, the artistic conception is too far away..."

Gao Wenxin suddenly turned her body and lay on the boat to cover her face with her sleeves. She saw her shoulders shaking. The boat also shaking left and right. Finally, this lady who always cared about demeanor finally burst into laughter regardless of her image.

Yang Ling looked at her, her face turned red and white. After a while, she said angrily: "Look, I'm drinking so hard that I have to treat her with something. It's really a shame."

Seeing that he was annoyed, Gao Wenxin hurriedly sat down. She bit her lower lip and tried hard to hold back her laughter. She had two tears in her eyes and her body shook like a whisper. Yang Ling couldn't help but stand up in anger and said, "Smile, laugh, I'll laugh to death."

Seeing that he was annoyed, Gao Wenxin didn't dare to laugh anymore. She hurriedly stood up and coaxed her softly: "Master, it's my fault, don't be angry."

The boat was already shaking left and right, Yang Ling stood up suddenly, and the boat even tilted to the left. Gao Wenxin stood up and stood up unsteadily, and almost fell into the river.

Although Yang Ling was angry, it was because his couple was too good to be on the surface, so he felt that he could come up with three similar pronunciations, one of which was the same as Xihu. This urgent wisdom was rare to say.

When he saw Gao Wenxin laughing, he felt too embarrassed. At this time, he saw Gao Wenxin was anxious and stood unsteadily and was about to fall down the river. He hurriedly reached out and helped her. Gao Wenxin threw herself into his arms in fear, until the boat slowly stabilized, and then he blushed and left his arms with a blushing face.

At this time, Gao Wenxin had just drunk wine, her jade face was red, her clouds were scattered, her eyebrows were like a willow locked in a pool of spring light, and her bright eyes were like the moon lying in the autumn water. Yang Ling was stunned for a moment.

Gao Wenxin stood still. Seeing his gaze, he couldn't help but narrow his eyebrows slightly and lower his head shyly, but he couldn't help but raise his eyes quickly and glanced at him.

Her eyebrows were raised and her words were even more enchanting. She secretly raised her eyebrows and suggested that Tan Lang was so swaying that it was so soul-stirring. Yang Ling knew she shouldn't have, but she couldn't help but fall in love and kissed her quickly.

Gao Wenxin's rosy lips were full and soft. With a gentle kiss from him, her lips immediately became wet, and those bright eyes suddenly seemed to have turned into two jars of extremely rich old wine.

The black boat is leisurely, and the wind brings the fragrance of lotus flowers. The goddess doctor who has never been drunk is now looking hazy and drunk, as if he is sending a affectionate invitation to Yang Ling.
To be continued...