Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"Oscar, you actually consciously brought a portrait to help us? Whose portrait did you bring?"

William Shakespeare quietly appeared in Oscar Wilde's hotel room. Oscar Wilde's psychological quality was extremely high, and he didn't shake his hands when his colleagues suddenly appeared. by his legs.

Because of the angle, William Shakespeare didn't see clearly whose portrait Oscar Wilde was looking at alone.

Nothing more than beauty.

To be precise, it must be the beauty that their dear Yangou colleague Oscar Wilde likes.

Gender is not an issue, and sexual orientation is even less of an issue.

William Shakespeare asked narrowly, "Is that Agatha?"

"Don't mention her to me, the portrait I painted for her has long been taken away! I was only tipped a hundred pounds!" Oscar Wilde thought of Agatha Christie, the captain of the knight guards in the clock tower attendants. I shuddered.

That woman is used to being strong in politics, and she is determined to win Britain. She is more ambitious than men, and she also has an instinct for beauty towards women. Not only did she leave him with nightmare work memories, but she also once forced him to draw a picture. For an elegant lady picture, the background requirement is a scene of a tragic battle and a raised Union Jack.

"Is it Charles Dickens, our young actor who loves performing arts? Daniel Defoe, who sells royal lottery tickets part-time, or our poor colleague-Byron?"

Speaking of Byron, Oscar Wilde dared not make a sound, and looked at him helplessly.

George Gordon Byron, a well-known anti-government enthusiast in the British high-level, is now in exile abroad and has disappeared. He sends letters from time to time every year to satirize the British government, which can make the Queen dumbfounded.

William Shakespeare winked: "I mean little Byron who is absorbed in mathematics, dear Miss Ada Lovelace, who do you think I mean?"

Facing his ridicule, Oscar Wilde eulogized indulgently: "No one, I just brought a portrait that can protect me. Poor and weak Wilde is a little painter in front of the great Mr. Shakespeare."

He spoke with conviction.

Of course, when the battle was initiated, it was not known whether Ma Shengqiuya was to protect him, or he was to protect Asoqiuya.

Oscar Wilde held Mr. Shakespeare's hand affectionately, "I heard that you like blonde beauties, do you know that I am lucky to be your date candidate? You are the girl of my dreams, Mr. Shakespeare."

William Shakespeare stared at his colleague for a few seconds.

"Pooh!"

Rabbits still don't eat grass at the edge of the nest!

A little sweet who can't even handle her own boyfriend, it's a beautiful idea.

"How did you know Aso Qiuya?" William Shakespeare didn't leave, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, his eyes were electrified, and perfectly blended the essence of seductiveness with the alienation of watching an opera, which made Oscar · Wilde quietly moved the portrait to the blind spot of each other's sight, and then entered the state of intoxication.

"I met him in Hawaii, the United States. I saw a rare oriental beauty while on vacation. I took the initiative to get to know him. We exchanged contact information and made a friendship. He enthusiastically resolved many relationships for me. above question."

"...Why the version I heard is that you were rejected in pursuit of the oriental beauty, and turned to chase the American beauty Douglas?"

"fallacy!"

"Pfft, Oscar is still so funny."

William Shakespeare focused his attention on how to pry out the information of Aso Qiuya from Oscar Wilde's mouth, but did not discover Oscar Wilde's hidden thoughts.

Transcendent, which one is not a master of disguise.

After Oscar Wilde had a detailed conversation with William Shakespeare, William Shakespeare laughed and said: "You performed very well yesterday, keep up the good work, don't be cowardly with the French, you can't be nympho to the beauties of the enemy country. "

Oscar Wilde's defense: "I didn't!"

William Shakespeare spat out a sentence indifferently: "Paul Verlaine, the British Detective Congress, do you think that the things you do for him in private are really unknown?"

Oscar Wilde's heart tightened, and he immediately shut up.

damn.

was investigated.

William Shakespeare grabbed the face of this Yangou colleague and rubbed it vigorously. The other party's behavior indirectly distracted the people around Ma Shengqiuya, leaving Ma Shengqiuye alone and helpless in the end!

"I won't say it, but I don't guarantee that Conan Doyle is the same as me. You'd better reflect on me now and confess to Conan Doyle before returning home!"

Oscar Wilde swore in all kinds of tears that he would never betray Britain's interests, and would never be dazzled by French beauties again.

After William Shakespeare finished educating his children, a phone call was made to the two men's mobile phones.

"It's Mr. Doyle..." Oscar Wilde.

"It seems that Britain wants us to go back." William Shakespeare didn't think that the conflict would expand, and often under the deals of politicians, big things turned into small things.

Just like Aso Qiuya's life.

At first it seemed that there was a big commotion, but when it was communicated to the higher-ups, everyone would be surprised by the impact of the death of this ordinary person, but no country would come forward to seek justice for Ma Shengqiu.

In Japan, it's okay to talk about it verbally, but if their foreign affairs department really wants to come forward, the emperor doesn't even have the courage.

William Shakespeare lost interest, and answered the phone: "Hey, has the follow-up of the two little devils been decided? What? Isn't this the big thing you're talking about?"

Seeing Mr. Shakespeare's surprised expression, Oscar Wilde couldn't help leaning over to eavesdrop.

Ah, I have never smelled the perfume on Mr. Shakespeare's body. He must have made it himself. It smells so good!

William Shakespeare pushed the overly familiar guy away, holding the phone with one hand.

"What's the matter?"

"Adiel Rimbaud went to the private mansion given to him by Aso Akiya. Some people found that the 'Twilight Pavilion' where Attire Rimbaud was located showed a golden light, which seemed to be of supernatural power. After getting close... Found to be the hue of gold."

"You talk so convolutedly, isn't it that there is a golden house? Do we still despise other people's aesthetics?"

"No, that's gold."

"Affixed with gold leaf?"

"It's gold bricks. Preliminary calculation of the volume of the 'Twilight Pavilion', if the whole house is built with special materials mixed with gold, it can reach up to [-] tons of gold. If gold is piled on the surface, it should be more than [-] tons... ..."

In the latter words, William Shakespeare and Oscar Wilde were collectively deaf, buzzing, and could not hear clearly.

Golden mansion!

Everyone can afford gold leaf, but who dares to build a house out of soft gold? !

In the words of Conan Doyle, the exterior of this private mansion that Aso Qiu also gave to Arthur Rimbaud has at least hundreds of tons of gold, and may reach the level of [-] tons of gold at most!

Aso Qiuya!

Is your supernatural power "turning a stone into gold"? ! !

William Shakespeare dreamily asked: "Our country's gold reserves have been decreasing over the years. What is the gold reserve this year?"

Conan Doyle replied painfully: "About a thousand tons."

If you don't compare, you don't know the difference.

Before the power war, Britain's gold reserves were more than [-] tons, and then it became less and less.

This kind of thing is a precious metal that is really valuable.

"House of Gold...Hundreds of tons to thousands of tons of gold..." William Shakespeare was in a trance, "Esmeralda, I can do it too... As long as you can afford it, I can do anything... What is blonde hair? ...I will like black-haired beauties the most from now on..."

Oscar Wilde murmured, "A true gentleman should look beyond the money."

William Shakespeare looked at him slowly.

Oscar Wilde burst into tears, "But he's so rich...I would too!"

In less than a few seconds, the British government's telephone bombarded the three transcendents in Japan, and the opinions were unprecedentedly unified.

"Keep the gold—!!!"

In Japan, all the hands of the Supernatural Secret Service Division trembled from top to bottom.

Their intelligence agencies seem to have entered a state of paralysis, and they can no longer control the situation. The intelligence personnel of various countries have used their country's defense system as a sieve.

After receiving a series of information from the "Twilight House", Taneda Santoka handed the information to Natsume Soseki with a heavy face.

"See for yourself what your students have done."

"..."

Natsume Soseki finished reading quickly.

Natsume Soseki's pupils dilated, as if he had been possessed by a psychic power. Apart from doubting life, he still doubted life.

His deceased eldest disciple Ma Shengqiu also did an earth-shattering event.

The other party gave the mansion of the former richest man in Japan to Arthur Rimbaud, and the name of the house was hung under the French name.

And this property—

Contains the largest treasure in all of Japan.

gold.

The inheritance of any rich man is nothing, and the entire family property of Aso Qiuya is not as valuable as a house.This is a mansion carved out of gold, named "Twilight", shining in Japan, adding a new history to the world's cultural and artistic treasures.

People in Nagano Prefecture kept calling, looking up at the "Twilight Pavilion" sitting on the mountainside.

Arthur Rimbaud immediately covered the gift that Qiuya gave him with the "painting book" and refused anyone to enter. More and more people watched, not only those who followed Arthur Rimbaud Intelligence personnel, as well as local residents of Nagano Prefecture, everyone stared round their eyes to see the legendary house built of gold!

"Golden House..."

This term was uttered for the first time, and it spread rapidly, causing an unstoppable sensation in the whole world.

On the opposite side of the sea, the country of Hua is separated by the two sides of the strait.

Today's forums in Huaguo are all marked with a theme of "Golden House". No matter what they are doing, everyone can't help but be attracted to it.

That is the instinct of Chinese people.

Everyone loves gold, and Chinese people especially love to store gold.

If you add a "house" after "gold", it involves an indescribable feeling of theirs: In "Han Wu Story", the eldest princess asked Liu Che if he would marry Gillian, and the young Liu Che said that if Ah Jiao married She is a charming woman, and she is stored as a golden house.

After growing up, Liu Che became Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and built a house for Gillian, but it was not a real golden house.

The cultural relics unearthed in later generations also prove this point.

Empty talk!

"Golden House" is a false story through the ages. The real history is that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty married his cousin and abandoned it!

Nagato hate, Nagato resentment, who failed whose sincerity?

In Huaguo General Bureau of Supernatural Powers, many people with supernatural powers were watching a colleague's computer with a satellite map on it.

The satellite map is enlarged step by step.

Japan.

Nagano Prefecture.

The "color painting collection" is shrouded in the periphery, and the translucent sub-space isolates the outside world, trying its best to protect an extremely gorgeous golden mansion.

The light blinded everyone's eyes.

The man sitting in front of the computer dreamed: "The promise of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty... Has the ultimate dream of a man in Huaguo been realized by a Japanese? He gave the golden house to the French. What kind of vision is this...Only us Only Chinese people understand the true charm of the Golden House..."

The golden house hides its beauty, what is it hiding?

is the original intention.

is love.

It is the sincerity of a man taking out his heart and liver to show you.

In the end, the golden house brought together the voices of the vast number of Chinese people, and they blurted out excitedly.

"Damn it ahhhhhhhhh!!!"