On the poetry, there were the first talents of these masters, examiners, and the people of the people, and the first poetry, and discussed the paintings of the paintings.
Still what beautiful?
The other names have passed through the ear, and the "beautiful man" is very stimulating the hearts of the sons. Tang Ning wrote the poem and threw it down to the chief. I want to see what the beauty is like.
Before he didn't look, he predicted a beautiful picture, ready to pick the child; after seeing, the beautiful people in his heart were dissipated, and the beautiful people who were heavy on the paint were deeply printed. His hearts.
How can I have such a living in the world, a beautiful beauty!
He hated that he can't grab a walk, but it also scrupled his identity and full of talented son, endured and endured, only asked: "Who is the son?"
Cui Wei also looked at the beauty, and the mouth is a little gentle smile: "She is called A. It is a fox girl, but the nature is innocent, because the books of the Night Temple in the middle of the night, Fang Ning, the talent, On the gift of the gold gift, he sent him to the Beijing test. Waiting for him to return, but consciously as a demon, it will not be up to the scholars, and he will take a good wife. In the end, she took the famous name. After the fifme with his own name, he felt alone in the mountains, lifelong Fang Ning. "
He talks about the pity, it is just like a story that truly exists in the world. Tang Ning also asked as a real thing, sighed: "I am also known as Ning, how can I encounter such a master."
His mood is floating, looking at Cui Wei, saying: "Can Cui Shi send me a picture, let me make a poem for Eupin, take the morality of the people?"
The smile of Cui Wei's mouth slowly bloomed, took out a few drawings from the, :: : What is worth it. "
Tang Ning went back and went to write on it, first took the ordinary note paper. The scholar next to him took the opportunity to smoke a past, launched the paper, and suddenly painted the beauty.
This day, the heavy sun dinner can still have a thoughtful and appreciation, and the poems on the beauty of Cui, have become more glory than being sorted by prostitutes. Even the daughters who come come to you can give them a poem, just ask for a beautiful man.
Cui Wei took dozen painters. He only had children six or seven in Chongyang poetry, and more than ten people, it is really necessary to distribute it according to human head. One person has a rich, and these people will be willing to write poetry words. advertising. He also holds a living in this case, remember to engage in hunger marketing.
Even if it is to give this group, it is possible to become a spokesperson, but also them, can't give it easy!
He apologized: "These painters are good to write down the best, go back to Zhao Shi brother. If the seniors and the same window want to, wait for me to go home, then teach the craftsman and then teach the craftsman ? In the future, I will also draw another three novels in the novels, and I will compensate for everyone. I hope that I don't want me today. "
It's not weird ... just this kind of good news, if you have a general poem, it is a pity.
Mr. Lin picks up and picks it. The choice will be selected, and three poems worthy of the topic are worthwhile, let him copy with ordinary documents, and say: "Your painting is a rare Treasures, the mediocrity poem is violent. "
The best of the top three poems is still Guo Wei, followed by a young man who is called Wang Wei, once again an old school, Zhao Yang. Tang Ning's hurried poem did not choose, but he had three drawings, and it was simply.
There are several special love paintings, even if they are unable to follow Tang Ning, I hope to write poetry for the virgin to change the paper. Open, others have also begun to put down the shelf with poetry paper transfer, Cui Wei full, one, and regret to say: "I only hate I will not talk, I can't talk about the story of the four wonderful women. If you have a wonderful thing, if you are too stiff, it's too stiff, and it is anti-hurting the beauty of the original sound. Looking back, my book is printed, and the seniors can see the story of those beautiful people. "
It is also a story of a story and a story of the painting. The talents and prostitutes are all impulsive. For Mr. Lian Lin, I can't help but began to recall the songs, I recalled whether the book really had such a movie.
Isn't he seen too short that day? Still is busy modification, didn't you look at it?
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After the end of the evaluation poetry, the top three masterpieces were copied on the drawing and also gave the author, the rest of the self-school book dial, detailed play. There is no very good thing in Tong Gong Poetry, but it also picked the head name and let the poetry sang it.
After the banquet, he also went to the mountains of mountains, Warm, eating heavy yang cakes, and jewisle, and died of the customs of Chongyang.
The show is still a seat at night, but the Confucianism is going to live, and I have to go down. Shen Wei arranged a car early, and Cui Yuan's father and son were still waiting for him. At this time, I will go back.
At the time of the left, many people are in the past, and they have printed more painters, they will return to buy. Cui Wei was very happy, only mentioned by them: "This painter is slow, and when there is no supply, you don't have to go to the store, you will go to my house, etc. Come out, I will let the family servant to send it. "
This kind of note is still slower than the painting.
Everyone did not have any objection, Tang Ning also sighed: "Cui Gongzi is a deep affection, and people who are deeply affected are often the people who can communicate. Tang Mou will inevitably go to your home."
Guo Wei also laughed: "Although the autumn trial is, I am afraid I can't do it here."
There are two talents take the lead, other scholars don't care that they have never tried him in the county, willing to take him as a small friend who can talk about poetry, not just a book owner.
Mr. Lin, this proud disciple is accepted, thanks to my friends, I have to be happy, I am grateful to everyone, I can't help but teach a few words, let him not add novel, don't waste too much time. On the drawing, you should still be heavy in your homework.
Cui Wei was religious, and he replied: "I am relieved, I have done my homework."
"Well, that is, the course is not tight enough." Mr. Lin has twisted the jewele: "Since you still have a good force, holiday is coming back, he will learn to bear the topic, the original question."
... If you don't say it, I will not be so embarrassed to add new courses.
However, this thought is only passing, and he is not really do not want to learn. He has already done a lot of questions, and also has a small question of dozens of counties, the government, and the trial. What is cut, cut, there is a love, ruthlessness, it has mastered the way, it is to learn When you write.
In the case, the original question is to say, there is also an entry, eight to, big knots ... If you don't hurry to learn, there are more than 500 days, how can you write enough to pass? County test article?
The reputation in the middle of the reading must also brush, and your own understanding must also be arrested. Both hands have to be hard, and it is easier to pass this three-level children's test.
He smiled and earnestly said to Mr. Lin: "Yes, thank you for love."
Mr. Lin has been ironed in his heart, nodded and said: "It's hard to understand."
Several brothers who were punished and called "university" were incredible to watch him. After sitting on the car, I also whispered in the car: Cui Mili is actually so good? One of his son, you can convince a county-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s everything, what do you think so? Twenty candidates are not too late!
After they became a sympathetic model, I got to go to my mind, and the poem was thrown into the back, and I turned into the backyard studio.
Bookwide's printing craftsman also expected the results of the east to the poetry, and the shopkeeper was waiting here, and asked him in the door: "Gongzi, what is the reverberation?"
Cui Yu is finally unloaded here, smiled: "Good, very good, very good. There are all in this day, three two bonuses per person, Double Master Zhang Dahe Zhao Shi plus two two two, the end of the month, Iron and silver. "
The craftsman is not happy.
Although Cui Wei has a bonus, it can finally print the painting book, and most of them are on the beauty map of his own painting, and there is also a small half-time Lift. Those wholescents that only have prepared, preparation, dye, etc. are even more than expected, and the Mid Thousand Buddha Ten Bodhisattva is thinking, can't wait to go to the temple.
Cui Yu put his hand and said: "Don't be busy, you have to work overtime, I will have a few color pictures. Everyone is ready to make a note - of course, one thing to make The head print. "
The mission of the craftsman was arranged. He also called the applebate, and asked privately: "I know that you have a lot of books that have been recognized outside, the version is more, you can know which one is free to private life?"
When the apparel is toned, the cheeks are hot, the cheeks are hot, and the gambling swear said: "The little old people didn't dare to do that, when the old man called the craftsman, it was also a time. If you knew that the young family returned to the hometown, I, etc. Be sure to keep pool waiting for you to come back! "
Cui Wei shook his head, appeased: "I am not looking for an old account. I have made many talented poems from the poetry, we have a collection of Shenyuan Poetry, put the color map, hot first sell a while Let the scholars don't forget us. If the four novels can't engage in, our square will attack the color map, and the short work is coming. "
This is the case, and I will say that there is a fangs in the city, and there is a square of the house. If you don't steal the master, his son can be a small work. If you look at them, if you look at them ... "
Cui Yu put his hand: "I don't care about it. You look at it. You and the gang count, Fang Gu, you are the store, who sells a set of three points to the three points, they sell it to you When you use a minute, if you can sell it outside, there is something else. But if someone has printed our manuscript, I must have to report, you have to bear the responsibility. "
The billboard is listening to the silver, and the heart will follow the chest. This kind of picture is also certainly in Qian'an, if you can take the capital and the south, sell thousands of thousands of sets are not going on!
He even excitedly sweating in the scene of his imagination, rubbing the forehead, saying that the chest is saying: "Shandong family is rest assured, the old children will definitely pay for you!"
Cui Wei watched him deeply: "I believe you. These days let Huang Yu do some meat, you are busy, don't call it badly."
Arranged these work, he will be happy with himself. Cui Wei returned to the horse and asked the best poems in the other three texts, laying a felt pad on the table, got a layer of phonid, closed the eyes and opened the small yellow film, found out in the poem Beauty's corresponding role draws.
The heroine of the four contributions is God, Xian, demon, ghost, demon, have been extracted, and the other three are found in ancient Hong Kong - folklore legend / ideology two folders.
The goddess wears Jiufeng, wearing big red peony, dragging outbearing skirts, lumbar lines, gold phoenix skirts, noble and gentle, and people don't dare. The female fairy is the yellow shirt, the head is clouded, there is a cloud in the feet, the long draped emperors are drizzling, the look is cold, and the dust is not dyed. The girl is a piece of white dress, the head is only slanting a white flower, the eyebrows are slightly smashed, the body is thin, and the sorrow is a little pity.
A demon woman, a royal sister, a cold, a Mengmei, I gathered a lot of cute points for many years, enough to do all the counsel customers!
Taking guilty of Mr. Chongyang Festival to stay in Shenyuan, he also had a holiday in the morning, and he has drawn two sets of seven color charts. The figure is basically a heroine single, occasionally painting a man's back, the corner, facilitating the reader.
Draw two sets of pictures, the whole morning is almost in the past. He looked at the sky, he took the pen and took a few pictures and the poems you copied. Zhao Yinglin didn't really blame him. I got a poem and paint, but I didn't have anything else. I said: "I will stay with him first, I have to write it back and write, I am now The writing and article is still not worthy of this note ... Cui Shi brother, can I give this not a brother? "
Cui smiled and said: "It has been sent to you, naturally you will be disposed. This painter is now the beginning of printing, printing, and more than a few more people will be sent again, don't be so reluctant."
Zhao Yinglin shook his head and understood: "This is the goods you sell. I have to buy it. I have to come to break the fee. After you have a good paper, you will come to my home, I Master will give you a good price, don't go outside, let those profiteers pit. "
This child is so sensible, Cui Wei also a little wants to touch his head. Unfortunately, he wear a role in his head. It is better to pick up the hair. It can only regret it to pick up his fingers, nodded and laughed: "Then my home book is backed by you."
Two primary school students think about it, and they can go to school.
After starting school, Cui Wei took the old reading, painting, staring at the backyard, engraving. Because the colorful print is fine, the speed is slow, and it can be printed for a few tens of copies a day. The printed book is prioritized to the book scholar bundrained by the Chongyang Poetry. I haven't been available in the store.
However, after three days, Wang Jiwei Wang Si suddenly went to his door, and he really sent him a warm little white horse, a sword, and returned to the left, like a thief, opened a variety of delicious pictures. Diagram-
It is the demon fox in the printed!
Only, that is, the picture is to enlarge the painted vertical axis map. The characters on the paintings are also more biased towards the circular slightness of ordinary women's pictures, not as well as the mighty three.
Cui Wei asked: "Where is this picture?"
Wang Gongzi picks up the eyebrows, revealing a romantic smile, makes him said: "This is my son, my son, said, what is the Cui Mei people. Those books are hidden I don't give it, he also wants to find a picture of the person to find someone. Hey, I don't know what kind of beauty can make this note, calculate the contemporary Xue School ... this painting I still still Didn't stay warm, give it to you, my brother is not enough to treat you? "
...... Dai Teumeni!
With this name, I dare to say Cuikao with the beautiful people!