"Senior brother shouldn't have murdered his sister in the first place, how can he make such a promise? After all, since they are all teachers' disciples, they will be a family all their lives!" Hua Yu's voice was particularly indifferent, sweeping away all the ambiguity just now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hua Jin also recovered his initial indifference, poured himself a glass of wine, then stood up, and also looked at the fine snow outside, "Isn't it boring to have snow without poetry, there is a way that Mount Tai collapses in front and the color remains the same, the elk is happy on the left and the eyes are not instantaneous, even if the sky collapses, you have to drink and compose poetry, it is fast enough!"

Hua Jin's words also hit Xu Shen's itch, although a few people left in a hurry, but they were born as scholars, and they thought that the official was the goal, and there was always the pursuit of self-cultivation and Qi family governing the country and leveling the world, but they could only watch the prince fight for power, the emperor had no way, and in order to save their strength, they had to survive in the cracks, and the depression in their hearts was unimaginable to many people, but Hua Jin's sentence led to a bit of boldness, no matter what, drinking and composing poems, waiting for one day Taiping, naturally there is a place for them.

"It's a good sentence that Mount Tai collapsed in front of the same color, no matter what, there will always be a result, no matter how difficult it is, will it be more difficult than we are now? No matter how smooth it is, you still have to work hard yourself, don't worry about the sky!" Xu Shen also sighed.

"What the fifth senior brother said is reasonable, strengthen yourself, so that no matter what happens, you can pass, don't talk about that bad thing, have a good New Year, and then a few of our brothers, have a good fight in the southwest, let those guys fight for themselves, let's resist foreign aggression!" Hua Jin laughed.

Then he looked back at Ning Hao, "It's snowing late, can you drink a cup?"

Ning Hao looked at Hua Jin standing upright in this pavilion, with a straight back, wanton eyes, and slender white fingers holding a jade-colored wine glass, just looking at himself with a smile, he also stood up, took the wine glass in front of him, the two exchanged eyes, smiled slightly, and drank down.

Hua Jin looked at Ning Hao with a smile, Ning Hao nodded slightly, and heard Hua Jin say, "Furong, bring me my piano!"

When Fleur heard this, she hurried back to her room, took out a piano, and the pavilion was covered with thick cushions, and Hua Jin turned around and sat on the ground, placing the piano in front of her, and placing her hands on the strings, and then there was the sound of the piano, still no music, only rhythmic sound.

Seeing that Hua Jin had already sat down to play the piano, Ning Hao stood in the wind and snow in a few strides, the two looked at each other with a smile, and Hua Jin's fingers flicked the strings, "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." ……”

It's still the chivalrous line, at such a time of some grievance, but it seems to have a chill of iron bones, Hua Jin's piano skills have improved compared to the last time, and with the words she reads, the piano plays faster and faster, and Ning Hao's sword also dances more and more fiercely.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't leave a line for a thousand miles......" Xu Shen poured himself a drink with a wine jug on the side, looking at a pair of men and women playing the piano and dancing the sword with a proper match.

No matter how depressed they are now, but there will always be a sunny day, they will eventually have the day when they contribute to the people and the country, no matter how long, they will always come, the current dormant is for a brighter future in the future, they will stick to that day, that day, there will be no more clouds of the family, no longer slander the origin, one day, the officials above the court, no longer only the sons of the family, but also civilians like them, they will represent the people, build a country that makes the people happier.

Hua Cheng also stood up lightly, he slowly filled the wine jug from the wine jar, and unconsciously looked in the direction of the southwest, in the future, they will be there, in a place where there is no so-called power struggle, to do what they can, what's so bad about this!

On such days, at such times, and with such Zheng Zheng qin sounds and poems, they spread to nearby people's homes, and those who read couldn't help but go out and listen to the poems that were read over and over again, and the more they read, the more they felt that their hearts were on fire.

"Excuse me, who lives in that family?" the white-bearded old man twisted his beard and instructed his subordinates.

"Master, that's our house, it's been rented out, a few days ago there were a few brothers who went out to look for relatives to move in, they all seem to be scholars, but I didn't expect to be so talented and make such poems. "The next person returns.

"You, you still don't read much, this poem is the poem of Hua Yinxiu, the newly accepted disciple of the contemporary Confucian Wang Ming, this Hua Jin is only ten years old, he has such a talent, he is called a genius!" If Hua Jin knew that his name had spread so far, he would be surprised.

"You mean, these people may be Mr. Wang's disciples?"

"You come and talk about the appearance of these people, not necessarily, although this poem is made by Hua Yinxiu, but there are not many people who know, this person who plays the piano is very ordinary, but such a simple piano sound, but awe-inspiring with a backbone, it is extremely rare!"

"In this way, the appearance of those people is very good. The next person thought of it and took a look before, although the four brothers said that they were dressed simply, but their words and deeds were extraordinary, and they did not look like ordinary scholars.

I originally thought it was a big family somewhere to visit relatives, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of relationship.

The old man sighed slightly, "Wang Ming is not easy, if it is really his disciple, please come and see it, I always disobeyed him back then, after so many years, in the end it was proved that he was right, and he was the only one, he survived, his disciples are all dragons and phoenixes among people, let my self-righteous disciples have a good look, and the governor of the province is arrogant!"

"Yes, the little one immediately sent someone to ask them, if it is really Mr. Wang Ming's disciples, invite them to the house to see them!"

Leaving the old man to sit in his study, looking at the burning fire, he sighed slightly, if it was really Wang Ming's disciple, if he traveled together like this, I am afraid that the capital and Jiangnan would not be stable, if it wasn't for the preservation of strength, Wang Ming would not have done this.

Hua Jin didn't know that such an accidental action had attracted attention, and it was an old man who knew Wang Ming.

"Refreshing!" Hua Jin stopped playing, and Ning Hao's sword momentum also stopped, only to see that the young man's forehead was already full of sweat, but it was a comfortable pleasure in body and mind.

Hua Jin handed the qin to Furong, then stood up from the ground, moved his somewhat stiff legs slightly, and then said with a smile, "Senior brother's sword this time is more powerful than before, it seems that senior brother has great ambitions!"

Ning Hao looked at Hua Jin teasing himself, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "It's the junior brother's piano that plays well, and the poem is well!"

One holds a sword in one hand, stands in the wind and snow independently, and the other stands in the pavilion with a smile, their eyes exchanged, and then they smiled tacitly! )