Poetry and Fists
Chapter 162:Poetry and Fists
Mo Qingfeng said with some helplessness: "Your excellency, the emperor let us investigate the case, now what should we do?"
Tang Ning slightly frowned 2 times: "The emperor and the sword cabinet master communicate the letter, the ghost knows what is written in the letter!"The East Sea City can't find anything at all, the emperor can't know, so why do we still want to come to the East Sea City?I should have asked the Emperor.”
From the words of Tang Ning, he could hear it, he was very angry, and there was a great disrespect in the words.Wang Qiong and Mo breeze could not help but look down slightly.
The two of them could not help but think in their hearts, Tang Ning said so outrageous, is to test their loyalty, but there is no fear, not afraid that they will pass the words to the emperor to listen.
Wang Qiong said in a deep voice: "In this way, you can only solve the answer by meeting the cabinet, this case is still not checked, how to check, we must give a statement!"
Mo Qingfeng smiled bitterly, "Hasn't that Xiao 12 already said that the Lord of the Sword Pavilion has not seen a guest in nearly ten years."
Wang Qiong said in a deep voice, "The lord of the cabinet has not seen the guests, and it is impossible to even see his own disciples."Why not ask the 12th Lord?”
Tang Ning sighed, "I went to the Sword Pavilion with Xiao 12 this afternoon."Say it, Tang Ning will follow Xiao 12 to the Sword Pavilion said again.
Mo Qingfeng and Wang Qiong and others could not help but look at each other, if not Tang Ning said solemnly, they absolutely do not believe, they think this is a joke?
Mo Qingfeng frowned, “Is it possible that the Lord is not at the sword Pavilion at all, or that the Lord is pretending to be inaudible?”
In fact, Tang Ning thought so in his heart, but there may also be a sword cabinet owner who was born strange.
If the Lord of the Sword Pavilion is pretending to be inaudible, then why should he propose to the emperor in his letter that Tang Ning should bring people to Donghaicheng to investigate the case?
Tang Ning smiled, “Some may be the owner of the cabinet really a little strange.”In fact, it is not difficult to know, tomorrow you go to the city a little to explore should have eyebrows."
"If such a situation is very common, it will certainly spread in the East Sea City."
Mo Qingfeng and others listened to the nod, and it was not difficult for them to inquire about such news, and now they can only take a step to see.
The next day appeared at the door of the manor is still Xiao 12, Tang Ning is a little disappointed, he prefers to appear others, such as Xiao Twen's big brother.
“Did you have a good rest last night?”He asked with a shy smile.
Tang Ning shook his head, "No, I have some worry in my heart, I don't know if Brother Xiao has brought any good news."
Xiao Twelfth smiled, "Although I still haven't seen Master, I've got a little eyebrows."
Tang Ning smiled, “Isn’t Brother Xiao already knowing why the Lord wants me to go south?”
Xiao Twelf shook his head, "I don't know it yet, but I will know it soon, because the little sister is coming back, and I can only ask the little sister out of the horse."
Tang Ning was curious: “Little sister?Is he also a disciple of the Lord?”
Xiao Twelfth smiled, “Actually, I should be called my sister-in-law, and the little sister is the pearl of Master’s hand!”
Tang Ning listened to it, it turned out that Xiao's twelve-sister was actually the daughter of the lord.Although the Lord does not care for his disciples, it is impossible not to ignore his own precious daughter.
But it is just a question, it is not difficult for the little sister, it is simply to solve!Tang Ning was happy and said, “That’s too good, when will your little sister come back?”
Xiao Twelfth smiled, “Soon, I will be back in the day.”
Now Tang Ning has basically determined that it is not the Lord of the Sword Pavilion that does not want to see him, but that the Lord of the Pavilion is indeed a little strange, and even the children of the Sword Pavilion of Xiao XII cannot see him.
As long as you can ask the cabinet master clearly, it is okay to wait for two days, Tang Ning smiled: "Then please Brother Xiao!"
Xiao Twelfth smiled, “This is a matter of the inside, this Mr. Tang does not have to worry about it, go, I will take you to take a look at the scenery of Donghai City.”
Tang Ning smiled: "Well, then there is a Lao Xiao brother, long known the prosperity of the East Sea City as a paradise, I hate to see, today finally have a chance."
Hearing Tang Ning's appreciation, Xiao XII smiled with some pride: "The bustling world of Donghai City is the first, and the beauty is not lost anywhere, the most famous is the Bamboo Sea, the blue sky and the moon lake."
"Unfortunately, it is not the time for Brother Tang to come, the best is the spring and autumn season, at this time is the cold winter, the blue sky and the bamboo sea are missing a little taste, only the moon lake is still considerable."
Xiao Twelfth took Tangning to walk up to the city, and this road was indeed much more prosperous than Beijing.What makes Tangning feel more comfortable is the atmosphere here, not as heavy as Beijing, but with a lively and free taste.
The moon lake is a great scene in the East Sea, and the most wonderful thing is that the moon lake at night is reflected in the bright moon in the sky.
Moon Lake is full of tourists, Tang Ning and Xiao 12 with the tourists stroll, wandering for a long time on the shore of the moon lake, even Tang Ning is also intoxicated by the beauty of the moon lake.
All the way to enjoy the beauty, Xiao 12 pointed to the front and smiled: "Since ancient times, I do not know how many vernacular ink people intoxicated in the beauty of the moon lake, and left the poetry of the world."
Say Xiao Xi twelve some of the expected laughter: "I have long heard that Mr. Tang is good at the way of poetry, why not make the last one, engraved the poetry and name of Mr. Tang on the shore of the lake."
Tang Ning waved his hand and smiled, “What kind of poetry do I do, Brother Xiao looks too high on me!”
Xiao Twelf took up his hand and said, “If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan.”The little sister especially likes this word, but I still prefer it, asking the vast land, who is the Lord floating?”
"Haha, Mr. Tang did not expect the poetry to reach the East Sea City?"Mr. Don can’t get rid of it, right?”
This is not beyond Tangning's expectations, good poetry can be spread all over the world?In the face of Xiao 12's non-stop chanting, Tang Ning was very helpless.
In fact, he is very difficult, he is no longer searching the stomach can not have to write the poetry of the moon lake.But Xiao XII thought that he was really humble, and the face of expectation kept inviting.
It was very difficult, Tang Ning finally said with some helplessness: "I think the moon lake is like a round of bright moon, I made a poem last night, which is related to the moon."
Xiao Twelfth hurriedly said, “Listen to me!”
Tang Ning sighed, “The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.”Looking up at the moon, looking down at home.”
Xiao 12 taste, praise: "good poetry!What a beautiful poem!Don is nostalgic!”
Thinking of this poem, I can't help but think of the spoof of the past life, Tang Ning smiled: "Not necessarily thinking hometown, maybe it is a thoughtful person!"
Xiao Twelf doubted, “This poem of Mr. Tang is clearly the hometown of thought, why the beauty of the people?”
Tang Ning smiled and said, "A girl named Mingyin in front of the window took off her dress, her skin was white and delicate as white frost on the ground, and she looked up at the girl named Mingyin, and couldn't help but think of her hometown..."
Shocked Xiao XII did not have time to say anything, suddenly took a step back, Tang Ning looked at Xiao twelve somewhat doubtfully, I do not know why he should retreat.
But Tang Ning soon perceived a glimmer of something wrong, and suddenly looked back, and a powder fist came with a strong wind.
The smell was pungent, but Tang Ning could not see the owner of the punch, which had been constantly enlarged in his pupil.
Tip.
Tip.
Downing Street.
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