Chapter 148

When night fell, all the green forest heroes who had eaten and drank enough went into their rooms and fell asleep.

Yang Qian, on the other hand, was sitting in front of the desk, lighting up the flickering candlelight.

Accompanied by Zhili's increasingly exquisite piano music, he began to read the books in the mansion in varying tones.

Yang Wugou was sitting next to Yang Qian, holding the ugly stuffed tiger, tilting his head and listening to the loud sound of reading.

Reading at night has become a habit. If Yang Qian doesn't read something every night, he always feels that there is something missing in his life.

What I am reading today is the "Book of Songs" that I just translated.

The earliest collection of poems in Chinese history, collecting poems from the early Western Zhou Dynasty to the middle of the Spring and Autumn Period.

It reflects the social outlook of about five hundred years from the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty to the late Zhou Dynasty.

The Book of Songs is divided into three parts: "Wind", "Ya" and "Song".

"Wind" is a ballad from various places in the Zhou Dynasty; "Ya" is a formal song of the Zhou people; "Song" is a song for sacrifices in the Zhou royal court and aristocratic temples.

After reading a few pages, Yang Wugou suddenly stood up and took steps as light as a kitten.

In Yang Qian's slightly stunned eyes, he opened the half-open door and saw the tall figure standing at the door.

With his hands behind his back, Li Xiuning, who was tall and straight, saw Yang Wugou's little hand stretched out to him.

A hint of bewilderment flashed across her indifferent and aloof pretty face, and there was a hint of embarrassment.

But it quickly disappeared. She leaned down slightly, stretched out her hand, and was led by Yang Wugou, who had a sweet smile on his face.

He stepped stiffly into Yang Qian's room.

Seeing Yang Qian's somewhat stunned look, Li Xiuning thought for a while. "Can't sleep." A simple yet extremely clear explanation.

Only her hoarse yet charming voice gave the candlelight a touch of charm.

This style was very Li Xiuning. Yang Qian didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to ask.

"Please sit down quickly. Please be polite and bring Madam Li a cup of hot water."

Yang Wugou is holding Li Xiuning, just like a cute and cute little white cat holding a super giant colorful tiger.

That image is so contrasting and cute.

Sitting next to the desk, Yang Wugou gently patted the book that Yang Qian had put down with his hand, and curved his lovely crystal eyes like crescent moons.

Li Xiuning looked at Yang Qian calmly, not speaking, just looking at him.

Just pretend that you are being stared at by two cats... Yang Qian silently hypnotized himself, and then began to open the Book of Songs.

"Where did I read just now? By the way, I just finished reading "Katydid"..."

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Yang Qian turned to the next page, but it was the famous article "Zhou Nan·Taoyao" in "Guo Feng".

Li Xiuning's black eyes with long eyelashes, under the candlelight, showed a brown color with crystal clear amber.

Looking at the man in front of him wearing a small crown with jade on his head, his hair was hanging down, hanging next to his fair and handsome face.

It looks lazy yet leisurely, with warm-toned candlelight swaying gently on the desk.

The dark robe made his skin appear shiny and flowing, giving off a warm and moist feeling.

He is as gentle as jade, gentle and elegant, which is probably what describes such a handsome man who is rich and handsome.

"When the peach blossoms are young, their flowers are shining brightly. When the son returns, it will be suitable for his family."

When the peach is young, there is actually a peach. The son will return..."

Yang Qian's voice is very textured and magnetic, coupled with long hours of repeated recitation practice.

Naturally, you can use some techniques to make your relationship appear more involved.

Li Xiuning's eyes were shining with bright light, and she looked at him intently, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised in appreciation and admiration.

Yang Wugou narrowed his bright black eyes, like a tired cat, with a sweet smile on his face.

Most of all, I like to listen to Brother Yang's warm and soothing magnetic voice.

However, the third sentence of "Zhou Nan Taoyao" just started. It was interrupted by footsteps at the door.

Lu Ban Li poked his head in, and Luo Shixin's head poked in as well.

It's like two huskies who hate cuteness are curiously looking at whether there are any objects that can be used to grind their teeth and tear them apart.

"Sister, what are you doing here? I said Brother Yang, why do you read so slowly? It makes me want to doze off."

"..." Li Xiuning clenched her hands into fists, and a series of crisp bones echoed in the room, and she slowly turned her head.

Yang Wugou puffed up his cheeks and turned his head angrily.

Luo Shixin and Li Shimin, who were about to go in with playful smiles, had their feet in the air, too scared to fall down.

They seemed to see two extremely dangerous and ferocious cats staring at them.

They will rise up at any time, showing off their terrifying claws or fangs.

The extremely dangerous gazes of two cats, one big and one small, looked even more terrifying in the candlelight.

The hairs on Luo Shixin's spine stood up. He shivered and shrank back. He left his companions behind and ran away without hesitation.

Li Shimin, the dog of the Duke of Tang, also trembled and ran away into the darkness with his tail between his legs.

Yang Qian did not see the ferocious image of the two cats turning their faces, so he was confused when he saw this situation.

Why do these two idiots look like they've seen a ghost? Is my image that scary?

Bang bang bang... Yang Wugou's fleshy little hands gently slapped on the table.

Then he continued to hug the ugly stuffed tiger tightly. The soft and cute smiling face was full of expectation, which made Yang Qian's heart melt.

"Uh, shall we continue?"

The cold and arrogant Li Xiuning and the soft and cute Yang Wugou nodded affirmatively.

Yang Qian: "..." If they are not satisfied with reading the Book of Songs today, these two will not let themselves go.

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"I said Brother Cheng, what are you doing? Where are you dragging me here at noon?"

With a confused look on his face, Yang Qian was pulled left and right by Cheng Yaojin and Xu Shiji towards the door of the mansion.

Luo Shixin quickly stretched out his hand and pointed his finger. "Keep your voice down, don't let Madam Li hear it. Let's leave quietly."

"Yes, yes, don't let my sister know." Li Shimin was also very excited, and his behavior was extremely vulgar.

Only Lao Niuniu Jinda is honest and honest. "Just now, Brother Shan sent someone to tell us that we all should go get together."

"If Mrs. Li goes too, everyone will be very embarrassed."

"..." Yang Qian just laughed. Is it embarrassing? Definitely.

And it is definitely very embarrassing. A large number of green forests and grasslands are famous in Zhuzhou and County.

Let Li Xiuning be beaten to pieces. If Li Xiuning goes, how can they have the nerve to eat and drink and brag about themselves?

This shows that green forest heroes also want to be shameless.

Yang Qian could only tell his servants at the door of the house to inform his mother.

Only then did this green forest hero, who was respected by ghosts and ghosts, rush out of the village along with the envoy sent by Brother Shan.

After taking the time to meet Zhuxiang, I saw more than ten big men gathering together and having fun on the edge of a river beach.

A bonfire was burning brightly, and many game meats were hanging aside, roasting until they were sizzling with oil.

Yang Qian took a deep breath, the picnic party of green forest heroes in the late Sui Dynasty, here I come...
Chapter completed!