Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"Last night rain and wind, sudden sleep does not eliminate the residual wine, try the questionnaire curtain people, but the road is dependent on the old. Know no, know whether it should be green fat red and thin." Under the tree Fan leisurely whispered, the voice is gentle, but I don't know if I am talking about people or things. This is the first time after the night of the temple, a generation of poetry Xian Fan leisure lyrics.

The daughter of Hai Chang’s daughter quietly looked at the slender and even thin body, and gradually released the small hand holding the short sword.

"You have to fight, I will fight." Fan Xian turned and smiled, but he still looked at the sea otter with a firm look: "But the light of the day, the officer wants to see, even if not let those drinks Means, can you protect Shawn’s life under the hands of Hai Chang’s girl."

Residual means of alcohol? Nature is the meaning of drunk spring.

The sea otter looks calm and does not know what he is thinking. It seems that he did not expect Fan Fan to show the bones and courage that a man deserves after he took out the first word. As a generation of Tianjiao, she would have planted such a big one in Fan’s hands, but she did not expect that Fan Xian had the courage to face herself alone. At this moment, she really found that some young officials who could not understand the eyes could not help but frown.

But what she is interested in seems to be another thing, only to hear her whisper: "Fan Gongzi heard no more poetry, why there is Yaxing today."

"See Song Sidong, see Jusi Qiu, see Hai Changsi..." Fan Xian swallowed the spring character just right, smiled and looked at Haitang, whispered: "Poetry is the last word, Yu Guoyu is useless, The official's reputation in some poems in Qingguo, but extremely impatient to say some words on Sunday. This little word is even after a shower last year, today sees the spirit of the jellyfish girl's weak appearance, for a moment I lived and read it, but I still hope that the girl is ridiculous."

Haitang looked up and blinked at Fan Xian. Suddenly he smiled and said: "I don't care if you are a state of mind. If you want to weaken my mind, I just feel that what you said earlier makes sense. You are a Qing official. What kind of means is your freedom, so I don't hate you for this matter. As for Fan Daren, this poem may be a good poem, but I have never been able to understand this. Naturally, I don’t know what it is. I only know that... If it rains, if there is water in the basin, the root will rot, and the green man is red and thin, and I am afraid that it will become a rotten ke."

After saying this, she turned to the back, but after a few moments, she disappeared into the quiet mountain forest road, leaving only a faint fragrance, a few birds singing, leaving behind the face of embarrassed fan leisure.

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"How did the flower girl go?" Fan was sighed and sighed: "I am going to tell you a story about the little girl who picks mushrooms."

The sea otter walked free and easy. Fan leisurely returned naturally and freely, patted his buttocks, and held his hands on his hands. Shiran went back along the mountain road full of wet moss, but after a few steps, he saw the seven roads on the mountain road turning the enemy. Hu Wei, and Wang Qiian is a group of officials who lead the supervision institute, lie in the grass, ready to kill and go out.

Seeing the adult of Tisping returning, everyone sighed with relief, and the officials of the supervision institute lurking in the grass stood up, but the face was covered with green grass and looked very funny.

"Adult, is this all over?" Wang Qinian frowned behind Fan Fan. "This sea otter, in the intelligence, is a master of nine products, and the North Qi always said that she is a celestial person, how to look at it is quite ordinary ... she actually did not start to adults?"

“Getting started?” Fan heard the meaning of Wang Qi-nian’s words and said: “If she starts with me, I can still come back so smoothly.”

Suddenly he paused and looked at Wang Qinian with a suspicious look: "You used to be good at detective tracking, and you want to come to your ears."

"Yeah, adult." Wang Qiian did not know what he meant.

"Then did you hear my conversation with her?" Fan was full of smiles. It is full of oppression.

Wang Qiian did not dare to hide: "I heard some."

"What did you hear?"

Wang Qi-Nian said with a bitter face: "I heard a great remark from an adult, and I heard something like medicine."

Fan Xian warned him: "Absolutely not allowed to disclose it." If a generation of Tianjiao Haiyan was promoted by his own use of aphrodisiac. I am sure I will offend all the people in Beiqi, and the girl who is afraid of being shy and covering her face with a flower basket will dare to go to the streets.

"Yes." Wang Qinian greatly admired, "The grown-up is not a mortal, just a few words, it will send a horrible high."

Fan Xian ignored his ass, but he fell into meditation. Today's business is simple, but in fact, he has moved a lot of brains. The first thing is to use the official to claim to be the first to stabilize the identity of the official, so that Haishu clearly realizes that this is not only the killing on the rivers and lakes, so as to avoid The girl will be angry with the aphrodisiac in her body and forget a lot of things that should be paid attention to.

The Li Qingzhao’s dream is that the shameless Fan is ready when he is in Kyoto. Since Yan Ruohai told him that there is a strange woman named Haitang in the north, Fan Xian began to prepare this kind of sorrow. The means, he even prepared a Han Yu "lazy": "Last night, three rains, Lin Ming a cold. Haishu flowers are not? Side curtains."

But this poem is more intimate than Li Qingzhao's head, so I didn't dare to use it today. Fan Xian smiled slightly, and he deliberately said that he was looking at the sea and was weak. So he felt that he should be happy with the girl who had the aphrodisiac. He was a female apprentice of a generation of masters, and was regarded as a heavenly pulse by the foolish people. After the teacher, after the teacher, there is no rival, it is really a female Zhongjie, but the more this girl, the more I hope that in the eyes of others, I am a weak character - a woman, even if she is a queen, in fact, Still a woman.

Fan Xian may not be the best person in the world to see through the minds of others, but it must be the man who knows the best minds of girls. Because in this world of male superiority, there is no man who is willing to use an equal attitude and a delicate spirit to analyze what girls want.

Fan is willing, because he loves all the clean women, so he can still make the other side take a few fragrant hips despite the traces.

He took the same antidote from the arms and gave it to the jellyfish, and swallowed it. Wang Qienian curiously asked: "What medicine?" Fan idled one for him: "Six turns Chenpi pills, clear fire to heat, standing uniforms."

There is an antidote in the aphrodisiac of the vanity, as long as you use a cold water bubble, it will be a good day. The aphrodisiac in the sea otter is true. But the reason why it did not force out for a long time, the key is the reeds in the Beihai Lake, the reeds every spring, the cylindrical leaf sheath will grow a kind of leaf tongue, this white hair falls into the water, and Fan The feeling of internal and external feelings of the idle medicine will make the woman's body itchy. I thought it was difficult to clear my own poison.

It is precisely because of this, Haishu will silently accept the agreement of Fan Free and Antidote for Peace.

Fan Xian thought of this festival, could not help but shake his head and sigh, he is really a very lucky person, just do not know when this good luck will come to an end.

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When the angelic group stopped in the valley on the lakeside, Shaun, who had broken his leg, was indifferently guarded in the carriage. He knew that he would be imprisoned by the Northern Qi royal family. Those who were war-torn were always extremely fanaticism. In order to find the whereabouts of the temple, you will not let yourself be better. In order to prevent this from happening, should the bitter load use his power to kill himself? As for the tiger... The old man suddenly got tired of intrigue, thinking that if he died in the morning, he might be a good ending.

The emissaries who crossed the border have not yet returned. It is estimated that they are now on the wine table of the officials of Beiqi. This is true. The bodies outside the town of Wuduhe have been collected by the Qing Dynasty. These are the biggest crimes of the Northern Qi army rushing into the country and attempting to rob the prisoners.

When today's general trend, the country's main attack, the country's main guard, but also by the non-fan leisure exercise group anger, take the opportunity to make a living. I don't know how long I have tossed. The reception officials in the northern Qi Dynasty finally calmed the anger of the Qing envoy.

The secret agreement and the agreement on the bright side have finally begun to enter the next stage.

The coach of the regiment was dragged into a long line, slowly bypassing the Beihai Lake and transferred to another valley. Fan sat in the carriage and looked at the vast lake that was innocent. He looked at the mist rising from the lake, his face was expressionless, but his mood was somewhat complicated.

The carriage pressed against the meadow, leaving a deep scar. Turning out the fresh soil, the wagon runs extremely well. Did not get stuck in the wet grass.

Before entering the town, Fan Xian finally decided to go to the rational carriage. The two quietly looked at each other. After a while, Fan Xiancai said softly: "After entering the North Qi, I would not be able to visit the girl."

The reasoning of the slightest jaw, the face also looked a lot calmer, softly said: "All the way, hard adult."

Fan leisurely looked at the woman's soft face, playing the body curve, slightly sideways, seems to be ready to say something, and finally still helplessly shut up, leaving the carriage.

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On the meadow outside the town of Wuduhe, there are traces of **** battles yesterday. In the deepest grass under the mound, there are still missing limbs and defective weapons.

Fan was on the window, looking at the traces in the grass, thinking of the lethality of the black riding horror yesterday, secretly scared. Those capitals of the Northern Qi People’s Corps have been shipped back to the country. As for what to pay for in the future, what to pay is not something Fan Fan needs to consider now.

The team entered the town and did not stop at all. It was in the eyes of the numb people in the town, slowly pressing the bluestone road and continuing in the direction of the northeast. The curtain is still open. This is Fan's personal habit. He likes to sit in the carriage and watch the people and scenery along the way, instead of being covered by a black cloth.

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