Chapter 405 Climbing the Stairs

When Duan Rong and Zhu Peng crossed the threshold of Dali Temple, Na Zi face had already held documents and turned into a corridor.

Duan Rong turned his eyes, and suddenly asked Zhu Peng at will: "Is the Mazi face who handled the appointment at the door, and how many years have you come to Dali Temple?"

"Ah!" Zhu Peng asked Duan Rong for a while, and after thinking about it, he replied: "I can't remember it. It turned out that an old man was there, and then he changed to him. Is it?

Duan Rongdao: "Really? That time is long!"

Zhu Peng looked at Duan Rong weirdly, and said, "Why did you suddenly ask him?"

Duan Rong laughed. "I just ask."

Although he found the man who shot Zhou Wei, he was not ready to say this.

The real cause of the real death of Shang Shuling Zhu Shizhong was found, and he grabbed the craftsman, and his task was basically completed. Dig further, really caught the Masaki face, and was reviewed by Zhu Cheng in the dungeon of Dali Temple.

The bigger and bigger this matter, the deeper and deeper, Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng are Zhu He's blood, after all, those people still have some scruples, but he is not very found. One, maybe he folded himself.

He couldn't go up and stab this horse honeycomb. This case found this extent, and he could basically go to Zhu Hea. Then Duan Rong was ready to beat soy sauce, and for a few days, it is estimated that the matter will be cope.

This is also a solution he thought before he came, which is a degree. It is necessary to be in Zhuhe, and it is not possible to dug the case too deep. In case of stirring the major forces behind this wrestling, he estimated that he would not even die even if he died.

The identity of Ako's face is obviously the boundary of this degree.

Further, something happens if you don't do it well.

Duan Rong has decided to stop here.

He and Zhu Peng walked into the room of Zhu Cheng's office and found that Zhu Cheng was buried in a bunch of documents in several cases.

When the two walked in, Zhu Cheng looked up at them.

When Zhu Cheng looked up from Wen Yan, he saw that both eyes were red.

Zhu Peng walked over, pressed in front of him, and said, "Don't make it, you look at your eyes, red like a rabbit! Go back and rest."

Zhu Cheng opened his hand and said, "Get up, I have done it all."

Zhu Cheng took a few books in his hand and spread on the empty table on the side of Duan Rong's body, saying: "This is a corpse test report and a preliminary investigation details. Can't stop, go back to sleep first. "

Although Zhu Cheng said in his mouth, his eyes only looked at Duan Rong.

Zhu Peng couldn't investigate the case, but he knew that Duan Rong was a master. He wanted to let Duan Rong look at the dossier. Maybe he could pinch the sand into a group and take a clue.

Duan Rong glanced at those documents, and said, "I'll wait for a while."

Zhu Cheng ordered a little, picked up the cold tea on a few cases, and poured a brain into his throat, and then stepped out of the door.

After Zhu Cheng left, Zhu Peng only sat on his legs and sat on the Tai Shi chair, using a tweeter to repair his nails.

Duan Rong was sitting there and turned over, and there was no meeting. He suddenly looked up at Zhu Peng and said, "Where is the fun of this Shenyunfu? Take me to stroll around."

Zhu Peng heard that he immediately put his legs down and said in surprise: "Is it now?"

That is, Duan Rong did not say that when the case ended, he would also bring Duan Rong fun and play with the friendship of the landlord, but now the case has not been checked, Duan Rong asked him to take him out. Excessive.

Duan Rong said with all his face: "Yes, now."

Zhu Peng glanced at him suspiciously and said, "Isn't it for us to take a good look at the dossier and find the idea?"

"I watched it!" Duan Rong said: "However, this thinking requires inspiration. I am the most turbulent place in fun places."

"Yeah?"

"Of course, we are not going to play. We are inspired by going out to find the case. Do you understand?"

Zhu Peng stunned Duan Rong, but he also wanted to go out to play. Since Duan Rong proposed, he happened to be a donkey in the slope. Locked.

Zhu Peng raised his waist and said, "The first fun place in this Shenyunfu is naturally the Yueyuelou!"

"Yanlou?" Duan made a look. "Isn't Li Mu bing who was killed by Lei Ji and Zhu Shizhong, wasn't it the Yueyuelou?"

"Yes. But this is outdated to be outdated. Tomorrow is just yellow flowers, otherwise it may not be able to marry even if it is Shangshu. There is a saying that it is a rare snow.

Duan Rong sneered, and said, "In the final analysis, isn't it a bitch of a blue building? What about a thousand or two golds? One thousand or two golds, I can buy Yanyuelou!"

Zhu Peng said: "You are a earth bun. This is a saying."

"There must be a way to say, right?" Duan Rong said.

"Of course." Zhu Peng said: "To see this Qin Xueyin, the first level is Qinlou Poem!"

"Qinlou Poem?"

"Yes! Under the embroidery of Qin Xueyin, everyone has to give the well -made poems to the maid in advance. After receiving the poem, Qin Xueyin will see it one by one. Seeing her, she was separated by the curtain. "

Duan Rong was surprised and asked: "The poem is selected, and you see it across the curtain?"

"Yes." Zhu Peng said: "Poetry is selected to be qualified to go upstairs. Through chatting with the piano, if you are in Qin Xueyin, you can stay overnight. This is the second level."

Duan Rong laughed: "Sleeping a little, it's like the test. You can play!"

Duan Rong suddenly turned around, and said, "You haven't participated, have you been selected?"

Zhu Peng's face was suddenly red, and some discouraged: "I tried it a few times, and those poems could not enter the eyes of the Qin girl."

He also spent a lot of money to write a few poems, but maybe he was not lucky. Maybe he didn't have that blessing, and he had never chosen it once.

"Go!" Duan Rong suddenly said: "Take me, I promise you can board the Qinlou this time!"

"Really?" Zhu Peng was overjoyed.

But his shiny eyes soon dim, Duan Rong was obviously bragging.

He came to the villagers in the southeast and the four houses. The investigation may be powerful. Well, this poem! He doesn't look like a poem.

Regardless of whether Duan Rong is bragging or not, Zhu Peng still brought Duan Rong to Yanyuelou.

After all, it is the most lively and most stylish place in Shenyunfu.

Yanyuelou is on the streets of Changle, the Danjiang River, and the most popular place is where Qinlou is.

Numerous crazy bee wave butterflies are squeezed there to wait for Qin Xueyin's maid to collect the poems. Many poor scholars also sell their poems in front of the building.

Although you may show your stuffing when you buy other people's poems, after the first level, at least you can see Qin Xueyin at least through the curtain. In this way, it is enough for them to be in front of fox friends and dog friends for a year.

When Duan Rong and Zhu Peng hurried over, they saw that the girl who accepted the poem had come downstairs.

As soon as Zhu Peng looked at the posture, he said, "Well, it is a short run today, it's late!"

Duan Rong: "late? I think it's just right!"

Duan Rong said, and walked to the stall next to him, and wrote the pen.

He first wrote a song "Shangshan Early Walk" for Zhu Peng.

This poem is the best poem of Wen Tingyun. It is almost a masterpiece that he has occasionally played.

After Duan Rong finished, I looked up and saw that the maid of the poem draft had received the middle of the stairs. He looked at him and wrote a song for himself immediately. Be a prisoner. The cited knife becomes a fast, live up to the young head.

After finishing the writing, Duan Rong laughed without a sense, and wrote this impassioned and murderous poetry, but finally became a thief who sold the country when he was in danger of the nation. Isn't the so -called poem a joke?

Seeing that the maid had received the end, Duan Rong immediately handed over the last poem.

The poem in Zhu Peng's hand was handed over behind Duan Rong.

The maid had already taken a lot of poems upstairs, and Zhu Peng was still thinking there.

Although Zhu Peng didn't know much about poems, Duan Rong hurriedly wrote the "Commercial Bank Early Walk", and he still touched some of the tastes: the morning moved to Zheng Duo, and the hometown was sad. Chicken Sheng Maodian Moon, Human Miracle Banqiao Frost.枳 槲 槲 槲 槲, 槲 落 槲. Du Du Lingmeng, the Yan Yan returned to the pond.

In some of the meaning of sentences, he doesn't understand it, but the flat and rhyme feet are obviously very graceful and elegant, and it is by no means an indifferent work.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Above the embroidery building, Qin Xueyin took the veil and sat lazily in front of a few cases. She turned the poem draft without a while. As she turned, Bai Jing's face showed a faint anger.

"It's a hypocrisy of a hypocrisy of no disease!"

"Nonsense!

When Qin Xueyin saw the poem, he had to read it, and thought it was a day when no one was on the building today.

"In this Shenyun Mansion, is there no one true talent?"

At this moment, she saw the last two poems.

She looked at it again, and her eyes lighted up.

Then, she discharged the two poems on several cases, but more and more she liked.

Under the Qinlou, it was covered with crazy bee butterflies. Among them, there was a lot of money.

After about half -pillar incense, the girl who collected the poem drafted suddenly walked out of the embroidered building, and was in the entrance of the stairs.

Zhu Pengwen was stunned there, and Duan Rong made that poem. He felt good, but at most it was comparable to him. How can I get Qinlou and enter the eyes of Qin Xueyin?

Is it luck?

No! Duan Rong himself was able to reach the building. If it was only luck, how could he write the two capitals to be selected.

Zhu Peng turned his head and looked at Duan Rong with a stunned manner, saying: "Brother Duan is also a Ki Shi!"

Duan Rong laughed: "Go, go upstairs!"

Zhu Peng looked at Qin Xueyin, who was standing at the entrance of the stairs, and couldn't help but smoke his mouth. This was the first time he boarded the building.

The two pushed away the crowd squeezed in the stairs, and they were jealous and enviable. They boarded Qinlou and stepped into Qin Xueyin's boudoir.

After Duan Rong and Zhu Peng entered, the girl closed the door of the embroidery building.

The crowded crazy bee butterflies suddenly swept away.

"Isn't that guy Zhu Peng? The Privy Institute can write poems? Go inquire about which scribes he is in the poem and gives Lao Tzu a copy."

"Well, no. Did you have a Duan Rong just now? Have you heard of it?"

"Never heard."

"It seems that in the countryside lake, it is called Duan Rong that leads to Tianlei?"

"right!"

"You mean Duan Lei Shen who just entered the building! How is it possible? Didn't he investigate the case in Dali Temple? How could there be time to come to Yanyuelou?"

Outside the building, the human voice spread.

In the embroidered tower, Qin Xueyin stroked Duan Rong and Zhu Peng on the piano table hanging down the curtain.

Zhu Peng watched Qin Xueyin with the veil behind the curtain. Although he didn't see his true appearance, he could feel his faintly out of his temperament and clear temperament.

Qin Xueyin stroked it, and he was slightly tired. A few days ago, she felt cold and cold, just right, and her body was still lazy. If she hadn't had the two poems, she would not care about it.

Qin Xueyin waved his hand slightly, and the two maids rolled the bamboo curtain.

Qin Xueyin's face under the light yarn is looming.

This is her greatest sincerity.

Zhu Pengxin's head is even more happy. His suffering is almost equivalent to watching Qin Xueyin's half of his true appearance!

Qin Xueyin's eyes swept through Duan Rong and Zhu Peng, saying: "The poems of the two sons are the best poems that have been read in the past two years.

"Duan Gongzi's poem, although there is only a short cperce, but like a dagger short gun, the wind and clouds! The person who can write this poem must be a real man, the real hero!"

Duan Rong smiled slightly, took a cup in front of him, and drank it, and said, "In fact, this poem is made by my fellow!"

"Oh?" Qin Xueyin smiled softly and said: "The son is frank."

In fact, it is not a two who leveraged to the building by others. Therefore, there is this pair of piano chat. She just wants to see if it is true. She can see it in three or two sentences.

Duan Rongdao: "Do girls want to know, what kind of person is my fellow?"

Qin Xueyin said: "Wish to smell it."

Duan Rongdao: "He was indeed a righteous man in his early years, just as written in the poem. But later, he became a thief who sold friends and forgotten his ancestors. He wanted to ask a girl below. Can this person really be seen in the poem?"

Duan Rong asked, like a thorn, stabbed Qin Xue Yin.

Her Qinlou Poetry, the letter of the poetry and the contemplation of poetry, if the human heart cannot be seen in the poem, is it such a big battle, isn't it a mediocre and elegant joke? Duan Rong's question was exposing her short.

Qin Xueyin said with a strong support: "Xueyin believes that people are in the poem."

"Really?" Duan Rong looked at her with a smile.

Qin Xue sighed: "Unfortunately, people's hearts are easy to change. I am convinced that Duan Zi's fellow villagers, when writing this poem, there is a sincere righteous heart. The world is desolate, and the people's hearts change! The thief who sells friends and forgets his ancestors is no longer the righteous of the year, and he can't write these poems! "

Duan Rong heard the words, and was slightly shocked. This woman's opinion of the poem can not help but let him hit the festival! "Girl's theory is good at this theory! Teach!"

Qin Xueyin not only said well, but even Duan Rong faintly felt that what she said may be the truth hidden in the dust of history.

People are easy to change!