Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Nayan's fingers tapped lightly on the stone table.

Weigh for a long time.

Then, his eyes fixed on a book of poetry next to it.

That was written by Song Zhi!

He hasn't had time to see it.

He picked it up and turned a few pages.

The eyes are full of appreciation.

What a poem!

That was a long-term battle. To put it bluntly, he was a military commander with the title of prince. He understood the poems and songs, but he was not very proficient, but even ordinary people could see the poems written by Song Zhi. It's really good.

No. 2 in the world, no one dares to call No. 1.

His knuckle-shaped fingers gently rubbed the paper, and a drum hit in his heart.The bodyguard on the side leaned over slightly and said, "Song Zhi wrote many poems before, and he is a famous literati in Yiwu. Many rich children are fighting to make friends with him. He is an indifferent to fame and fortune, and he is also very gentle and not good at talking! Five years ago, I suddenly stopped writing poems and ran to others.

Write a drama class for a living, life has been very tight in the past few years!The good reputation is gone, and I don’t know the reason recently. I suddenly wanted to understand and decided to come to Gaoding to participate in the meeting."

Hearing these words, Yan Yan frowned deeper.

He said, "Why didn't you write poetry suddenly?"

"No one knows why, and he never said that."

"Oh? It seems to be a man with a story." That was a bit of interest.

Bodyguard: "Master, do you... invite him to come?"

ask.

The poem book that was put down in his hand, gazed at Song Zhi again through the veil in front of him.

After half a silence.

"Ok."

The guard came out of the pavilion and walked towards Song Zhi.

Song Zhi knew nothing about it until the man came to himself.

"Song son, my son is affectionate."

"Ok?"

"Please move to the pavilion."

Song Zhi was drinking with a cup of tea.

His eyes turned towards the pavilion.

Then ask: "Who is your son...?"

"You naturally know when you go."

Song Zhi has never refused people, so he should get down.

Follow the bodyguard!

As everyone knows, those gentlemen began to discuss behind him.

Someone said: "I heard that the people in the pavilion are the initiators of the Wenqiao Lantern Festival."

"I also heard that it was a big man."

"Isn't it! It's certainly not a big deal to bring in so many writers and wealthy nobles."

"Do you know who it is?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another: "I don't know."

Another person said: "You said, why was the poor scholar invited to the past?"

"Think about it, it's the big man who took a fancy to him."

"What a fateful person."

Everyone envyed them.

After all, someone who can be invited to the pavilion by a big man is equivalent to stepping into the rich door with one foot.

Fortunately, Song Zhi's kid was lucky!

Yuan Jiang, who had been sitting next to Song Zhi, stared at Song Zhi's back, his eyes showing jealousy and envy.

Thinking to myself, this person named Song Zhi is really not easy!

Song Zhi followed the bodyguard to the pavilion, first stood outside for a while.

Only then.

Although he didn't take a formal photo with Nayan, he recognized it.

Seeing this big man sitting inside turned out to be the second prince, he was stunned.

React again as soon as possible.

Hurry to salute.

"See Lord Two."

That Yan looked at him with admiring eyes.

"Song Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, sit down."

"Dare not."

"It's because you don't sell this face of the king."

"No... no."

"Since it's not, please sit down." That Yan was full of enthusiasm.

Song Zhi felt a little nervous in his heart, and he dared not lift his eyes again, so he sat down in response.

With a smile on his lips, he poured a cup of hot tea for him.

Push it to the front.

"I thought Mr. Song was very busy and would not come today."

Song Zhi: "It is the blessing of Song to be able to make friends with many talents here. Of course, if you have such a chance, you must come."

This kid is a lot smoother.

Obviously he was tangled before death!

That Yan Xiaozhi said: "At the last poetry meeting in Tongyu Pavilion, Master Song confronted Xue He's poems in public. This king really opened his eyes and didn't know that this kind of talented person is still needed in Gaoding City. ."

Ok?

Song Zhi cautiously raised his eyes and looked at the second prince on the opposite side, asking: "Is the prince also aware of this?"

"Of course I know! I'm afraid Song Gongzi doesn't know yet. The Tongyuge poetry meeting every three years is actually organized by the king."

"……what?"

Song was really shocked.

But it is also expected.

That Yandao said: "This king always cherishes his talents. The reason why he holds a poetry meeting is to hope that many talented scholars of this department will gather together to discuss it. After all, many of you are the backbone of the future dynasty. "

Song Zhi was shy: "Dare not dare."

"Song Gongzi's talents, this King looks at you and appreciates you very much! If this King gives you a chance to be a disciple in our house, would you be willing?"

amount?

Song Zhi's pupils suddenly enlarged.

This is something he never imagined.

It is the dream of all the students to be able to enter the Wang Mansion as a disciple.

Because this is equivalent to one foot into the top three.

Such a great opportunity, only fools will give up.

Song Zhi, who has always been an alternative, seems to be tangled.

He may be that unique fool!

He just wanted to be a pure official, a pure-hearted official.

Do what you should do!

Do what you should do!

Don't participate in party disputes, or participate in verbal disputes.

But once he became a disciple of the Second King's Mansion, it was equivalent to participating in the fierce party battle between the Second King and the Third King. He, a person who only knows to die and study, where would he play intrigue?He just died before he spoke.

That makes it impossible!

But rejecting the second king's good intentions is equivalent to digging a grave.

That doesn't work!

It doesn't work either way, but it's embarrassing to confuse the honest Song Zhi.

How is this good?

He struggled halfway and couldn't say a word.

It was difficult to see him, and he really didn't want to force him.

He said: "Song Gongzi doesn't have to answer Ben Wang now, you can go back and think about it."

The twisted melon has always been not sweet.

That deepens the truth!

Song Zhidong also relieved, naturally no longer staying.

He hurried out.

Out of the pavilion, he was so distraught that he was completely lost.

I just feel sweat on my forehead and palms!

When returning to the promenade, because he was absent, he accidentally hit a person.

"Sorry." He bowed slightly.

Quickly apologized.

The man was completely indifferent, expressionless, his eyes cold, and sat down in an empty seat.

Song Zhi stared at him for a while, and saw him dressed in a Confucian shirt, wearing a hat, a little burly, and exuding a hostility.

Give people a feeling that no one else enters!And this man...Isn't it that Ji Yunshu bumped into the man with palms on the stairs of the inn!