But one time and another. If it were Zheng Lang a few years ago, it might be that the people in Tokyo would throw stones and rotten eggs at Zheng Lang.

Now the people think it is a good thing.

If a person is not romantic, he is useless. What is romantic? He is talented and romantic, and he must be romantic. Otherwise, he will be like a nerd. What does it mean to be like a nerd? This is the romantic talent we like...

Seeing Zheng Lang in a daze, the people were a little funny and sympathetic when they heard this. Young talented man, you are a good person to be passionate, but why did you meet a little lady who doesn’t understand love? Is this the eldest daughter who is ignorant of the family?

Look at how many girls in the capital are not moved by this young man. If he hadn't been engaged, the matchmakers who said the matchmakers would have flattened the inn at this time. Alas, it's really strange that there are many every year, and this year there are a lot.

Uncle Song heard the discussions on both sides, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, but a hung heart fell a little. But it still couldn't do it. He grabbed Zheng Lang's clothes and said, "Dalang, Dalang."

Only then did Zheng Lang wake up.

Everyone likes beauty. However, the way you like it is different. You may not necessarily snatch the beauty into your arms when you see it. Wouldn’t that be messy? The freshness and brightness of the girl just now made Zheng Lang feel moved, but he did not make him obsessed. It was because of the words. After his mind was clear, he realized that he had lost his composure. This little girl, I don’t know why, seems to be very disgusted with herself. However, she is not disgusted, and it’s just a little bit? Could it be that she said to her, let me take a few more glances, maybe I can break through with my calligraphy when I look at your big eyes.

Is there any such statement?

He cursed and left with a shame. He had a bad temper and slapped himself two big slaps, and he had nothing to say.

He didn't have the charming eyes. He knew that when his calligraphy was about to break through, he was only the last line. So seeing some people, things or things that attracted attention, it triggered the opportunity at any time. He got in the car and returned to the inn amid the discussions of everyone.

I locked myself in the inn and thought hard for three days.

However, the story of his eccentricity on the road spread quickly. The old lady was bored, so she said to Luo Chongxun: "This little guy has never changed his romantic temperament."

"He has grown up."

"It's not okay to grow up. They will eventually be good children and should not be blasphemed. Poor Cui Youjie from Mengzhou, if he has this son-in-law, he will definitely be filled with joy and sorrow."

Luo Chongxun smiled with a sharp voice.

It is not a good thing, and you must be moderate in your work. This kid just wrote to the business leader two years ago that a teenager violated sexual precepts, which is ultimately a gentleman's precepts. Why did he violate it again? But he could not be summoned to the palace to ask for this little thing. The old lady was a little worried.

Only when Song Bo and Jiang Xing'er and Si'er were really worried.

There are many discussions outside, but I can't see them, and many of them are speculations.

But they were around Zheng Lang and knew what had happened in the past three days. Not only in seclusion, Zheng Lang was writing wildly every day, and various handwritings were displayed on the paper. Jiang Xing'er initially did not notice Zheng Lang's changes and was fascinated by the sight. One wrote and the other stood by the side to read.

Later, I found something wrong. In the end, the more I wrote the characters, the more outrageous they were, and all kinds of cursive and authentic official scripts were mixed together, and Yan Miao was unrecognizable. Speaking with Zheng Lang was like losing his soul, either, or. On the third day in a row, Jiang Xinger finally became anxious and snatched Zheng Lang's pen.

Zheng Lang looked at her in shock: "Jiang Xing'er, what are you going to do?"

Fortunately, I can know her as Jiang Xinger.

"Zheng Lang, you can't do this, go out and have a walk."

"Go out and have a walk?"

Jiang Xing'er didn't care whether he was confused or not, looked at Sier and pulled Zheng Lang out of the house. Zheng Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry."

But I won't say it again. My situation is also very strange. Perhaps Huaisu in front and Huang Tingjian behind cannot be compared with his current situation. This reason is mostly caused by the large amount of calligraphy stored in my mind.

When we left, we couldn't be at peace. Many people were pointing fingers and thinking for a while and said, "Let's go back to the inn, prepare a car, and go to the palace."

"Go to the palace?"

"Um."

The two little girls didn't know that the palace was so easy to enter. This was not their own back garden. They came and went as soon as they wanted to. They thought they had been in twice, and it didn't matter if they entered the third one. However, when they arrived at the palace and talked to the old lady, it seemed that it was not a bad thing. It was very likely that Zheng Lang would be turned back into normal life.

He returned to the inn and asked Uncle Song to prepare a ox cart. When he arrived at the gate of the inner gate, Zheng Lang looked at the soldiers guarding the gate of the palace and said, "Can you please report it to me if you are the subjects who request to see the Queen Mother."

The soldier's face turned blue and black. Although you have become famous, is the empress dowager so easy to see? However, when I remembered the old lady's care for him in the past, I did not dare to neglect her, so I passed it inside. The position was too low and I passed it into the inner palace one by one. When I replied, it took an hour and a half.

But the old lady really met.

Seeing him bringing two beautiful girls into the palace under the eunuchs from the inner palace, several soldiers kept talking.

"Oh, it's really an exception."

"Zhang San, don't be envious. Look at other people's talents, can the Queen Mother not pay attention to it?"

"The third brother is right, but I wondered, and I didn't see what he was different from ordinary people. Why was that heart so delicate?"

"What's different in this statement from the fourth brother's words is the heart."...

After Zheng Lang met, the old lady asked gossip: "I heard that you were ugly in the capital again."

Not to mention romanticism, it means ugly.

Zheng didn't argue, strictly speaking, it was ugly. After all, he was a big yellow girl, and few people saw it. If he saw it, it would hinder his future marriage. He said slowly: "The subjects did a very unlucky way this time. That day I went to Du Zhongcheng's house and looked at Du Zhongcheng's calligraphy. After returning, I felt something vaguely, but I didn't know that this little lady mocked the subjects."

"What did you mock?" the old lady asked curiously.

"When her carriage intersected with her subjects' ox carriage, she recited a poem, with the fly flying and yellow chrysanthemums on the east side, and made up her eyebrows. The pitiful fireflies and fireflies competed for the long sun and moon. She also said, "The frivolous and floating people. The subjects knew that she was laughing at me. She turned her head and looked at her. She saw that her eyes were very flexible. For some reason, she thought of the words and lost her etiquette."

"Why did she mock you?" The old lady was also puzzled. This young man was arrogant because of his talent and knowledge, but he was very gentle in dealing with people, so it was also the place she liked. When he arrived in the capital, although it caused another sensation, it was also a sensation caused by knowledge. He had asked several great scholars, but they were all confused and unable to answer. He did not have any other bad behavior, and he had never been to the land of flowers and willows. If some unmarried young ladies in the capital only had their favorites when they saw him, how could they use this stingy poem to ridicule?

"The subjects don't know either, and they never know this little lady."

"She's saying it's four or five points."

"The Empress Dowager's words are extremely true. What the subjects did to seek words are indeed too ostentatious."

He actually admitted it, and the old lady punched the cotton. So she stopped talking about this topic and asked again: "Why do you want to enter the palace?"

"The subjects want to ask the Queen Mother for two things."

"What's the matter?"

"Can the subjects take a look at the east and west governments?" I originally wanted to say that I took a look at it when I went to the morning court, but knowing that it would be a waste of time to say it, and I would take the next best.

"Why is there such an unreasonable request?"

"I don't know, the subject just thinks it is very likely to be related to the subject's words."

The old lady was also a little dizzy. For the sake of her words, you were just a commoner and wanted to visit the East and West governments. What did you think of the most important institution of the country? I immediately rejected: "The Ai family is not allowed."

"So can you let your subjects enter the secret pavilion to observe?" Then you waited for a second.

The Secret Pavilion is a royal treasure house, which contains many calligraphy and paintings. If you go in, it is also a treasure house. If you keep it in your mind, the effect will definitely be better, but on-site observation will also have another effect. Just like eating, you have to eat meat, and vegetables and radish.

After saying that, he looked at the old lady with a earnest look.

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