In the next half an hour, Yun Porcelain Ning listened drowsily, from Linggongzi, one of the four sons of Yunyang, to Yishujun of Zuojiatun'er, from poetry and songs to the bald donkey of the old man in Nineteen Lanes, and from the flower thief who appeared in the recent night to the story that Nan Wuya and a certain woman had to tell......

If it weren't for Yun Yuning, who had been by Nan Wuya's side for ten years, he would almost believe it, and he would have resolutely abandoned his personal happiness for the sake of the entire sect. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Pulling her uncle's eggs, when he was on Yuling Mountain, he punished himself for sweeping the fallen leaves for a month because of a few herbs, and resolutely gave up his own personal happiness?

But then again, these young ladies even mentioned their fiancé and stingy Bala's master, so why didn't anyone talk about her brother?

It is said that her brother is not ugly, he wants money and money, and he wants to be good-looking. Thinking of this, Yun Chenning couldn't help but touch her chin, and was very worried about her brother's second half of life in her heart.

Yun Yang has such a large number of daughters, and none of them have taken a fancy to him.

And the truth of the matter is that there is a big Buddha sitting in front of them, and everyone knows that this princess secretly promises, how can anyone be stupid and hit the muzzle of the gun? Therefore, they very tacitly avoided the three words "Yun Ciyang", and Feng Qiaoyan was not as arrogant as Fang Qi, only sat quietly in his position, nodded from time to time to echo the views of several people, and did not speak much.

Only in this way can she appear to be noble.

Look at that group of chattering and noisy women, how can they be worth half a point in the palace.

Just when Yun Chenning's neck was tired and he wanted to change his posture to stand, the clear singing voice came from the river, which didn't sound like a fishing song, and several more cheerful women lifted the curtain and looked from afar, and after a while, they saw a relatively large painting boat on the opposite side of the river.

The top of the same yellow lacquer, decorated with tassels, is slowly walking towards this side, a man in a blue and white shirt stands in front of the painting boat, and the spring breeze blows the person's hairband, which is quite a bit of "Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart".

The man held a folding fan in his hand and sang with his head up, and the wild ducks in the water seemed to swim more cheerfully.

Although it was too far away, it was impossible to see the person's face clearly, but that kind of scolding Fang Xuan couldn't help but make the hearts of several girls move.

Several people were still immersed in the man's singing, and before they could come back to their senses, their voices gradually lowered. When he looked again, the man lowered his head and entered the painting boat, and there was no shadow, and the woman who lifted the curtain and watched couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

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Yan Youfang entered the painting boat, and two gentlemen greeted him with a smile, "The little marquis is not good at learning anything else, but he has unique attainments in music and rhythm, but I don't know if there will be a girl to respond?"

"Haha. Yan You smiled and waved his hand, poured a cup of tea for himself, sat on the chair and said: "How can there be any attainments that are not attained, just singing and playing, what if there is no response from the girl? To tell you the truth, who among you really came today to find a daughter-in-law?" Speaking of this, Yan You couldn't help but stretch out a finger, and his eyes glanced at all the people sitting in the painting boat.

"The little marquis is so open-minded, it's better to teach me to be ashamed. The two gentlemen smiled and looked at Yan You.

Yan You put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the two of them squeezing their eyebrows and blinking, folded the fan on the heads of the two of them, and pretended to be annoyed: "Are you praising me, or are you hurting me?"

Feng Ling, who had never spoken, answered: "Yes." ”

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted in the painting boat, "Brother Ling is really 'not shocking and endless'!"

It turns out that Yongning here in March has a custom of painting the boat to sing, the man sings on the painting boat, if the girls meet the person they like, they will discuss it, and select a person as a representative of the man's song, the song is not compared to the poem, the words are lively, the rules are not strict, and there are no particularly strict requirements on the rhythm and battle of the song.

Although the folk customs of this dynasty are relatively open, it is impossible for the eldest ladies who have been bored in the boudoir to rap and sing on weekdays, not to mention that the status of the girls in this painting boat is not low, even if they think in their hearts, they are a little embarrassed on their faces.

Feng Qiaoyan naturally saw their thoughts, the corners of her mouth hooked, and a thought suddenly rose in her heart, and she raised her chin in the direction where Yun Yuning was standing, "You, go out." ”

"Me?" Yun Yuning pointed to the tip of his nose, his eyes widening as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Feng Qiaoyan nodded, "Go right, if it's right, it will be worth it." If it's right or not, the new account and the old account will be counted together. ”

When she said the words "new accounts and old accounts", her tone was particularly heavy, Yun Porcelain Ning twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't hear what the hell that person sang just now, and she still sang the song? Believe it or not, I sang "Shandandan that blossoms yo red and bright and bright" to scare you to death.

Exhaled, Yun Chening curled the corners of his mouth and squinted, "Is there any other way to resist the work?"

Feng Qiaoyan raised her eyes slightly: "You still dare to bargain with me?"

Yes, your mouth is poisonous, and I remember this hatred. Yun Chening felt that she was very cautious, and she secretly swore in her heart that when she returned to the capital, she must find out who this person was. Of course, only if she has the courage to go back.

Yun Chenning, who was standing outside the painting boat, crossed her hands on her waist, and when the little girl saw someone coming out, she hurriedly went up to greet her, and after seeing that it was her, she leaned up and whispered: "Big sister, they didn't embarrass you, right?"

Yun Porcelain Ning shook his head, why don't you just sing a song, and teach you what a soul singer is.

Anyway, the melody of this song is brisk, and if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear what the lyrics are, and it's easy to teach her to be confused. Thinking of this, Yun Porcelain Ning's red lips opened lightly, and he took a breath and sang-

The catkins shook gently, the spring swallows returned to the nest, and the flowers were laughing in the bushes.

The grass is half-new, the falling snow dyes the spring peaches, and the endless scenery is good.

The sentence has been handed over, and it is a spring that has come again.

Cha Qinse sang a song with you, and took advantage of his youth.

Fangfei is all around, the weak hookah is misty, and the wind blows the green pond side.

Artemisia is all over the ground, the shadow is sparse and the plum tips are made, and the yellow orioles are making trouble on the branches.

Go east to spring and return early, looking at Yang Hua for who is old.

Hearing the aftermath, he flew over the Mingyue Bridge, and his soul was gone. ”

The song is like a mountain spring that crosses the path, jumping and flying in the forest, and like a silver bell ringing through the valley, it is very bright, and it sweeps away the dust of the servants when the wanderer returns, and sweeps away the sorrow of the stranger when he returns.

Another spring, how can there be so much time left for you in life to sigh, it is better to take advantage of the years of poetry and wine.

There was a commotion in the painting boat on the other side for a moment, and they all thought about how to sing in duet, as if the two singing was not because of friendship, but because it became a small competition.

But at the time of a cup of tea, the corners of Feng Ling's mouth were slightly curved, and he looked at the misty landscape outside the painting boat, and responded-

"There is little spring rain, the pond fish are startled, how much do you know about the flowers for a while?

The oblique wind stains the clothes, the red line fingers are wound up, and the face is more delicate.

The clouds are scattered, the sky is clear, and the distant mountains and rivers are far away.

With the Yiren as a companion to walk on the same road, all worries are gone.

The evening shine among the flowers, the lotus boat welcomes the twilight waves, and the grace reflects the hibiscus swamp.

The spring color is difficult to adjust, the green wave wind is bleak, and the mandarin ducks look up.

There are many troubles in the world, and it is difficult to find one-minded people.

And who knows if spring goes to spring and tomorrow, only remember the present day. ”