47. Qinglian Gongzi (second change)
"Senior brother, what a coincidence, it's rare to see you in the school palace, and you didn't go out!"
The little junior sister gritted her teeth and said the word "out" fiercely.
"Yes, junior sister. ”
"Then Senior Brother, why don't you go out today?"
The little junior sister approached step by step, and further proposed to send the proposition.
The two got closer, and Xia Yuan saw that his junior sister had a little oily hair.
But he didn't utter the last words like "your hair looks a little oily" after all.
Xia Yuan smiled gently, pretending not to notice that his junior sister was angry, and he didn't answer the question, but just said, "Lingyun, have you had dinner?"
The little junior sister snorted: "Lose weight." ”
Xia Yuan didn't die, "Only when you are full will you lose your strength", but said with a smile: "Then let's go to the street, this time we won't go to the theater." ”
The little junior sister remembered the scene when the senior brother desperately carried her back that day, although it was all made up by her own brain, but she could also guess the danger of the situation at that time, and the senior brother actually didn't pull him down and run alone, thinking of this, she felt a little warm in her heart.
Therefore, she looked up at the senior brother in front of her and said with concern, "You haven't eaten dinner yet." ”
Xia Yuan said gently: "If you don't eat it, it's important to accompany your junior sister." ”
Zhu Lingyun thought for a while, "Then I'll invite you and go out to eat." ”
Xia Yuan didn't hesitate to ask, "Didn't you say you wanted to lose weight just now", he smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”
The fatal confrontation flashed by.
Xia Yuan, he survived!
He survived!
Rejoice.
Xia Yuan touched his forehead speechlessly, as if there was an incomprehensible villain talking nonsense in his heart.
...
...
Because of the accident in the theater in Beicheng District last time, this time the two went from east to south to one of the most prosperous streets in the imperial capital:
- Yunyu Avenue.
Out of the school palace, the two hired a carriage to run back and forth, and it didn't take long to arrive at Yunyu Avenue in Nancheng District.
Darkness has fallen, but the night market here has just come to an end.
The singers of the music square, the prostitutes of the fireworks and willow lane, the fortune tellers who set up stalls at the bridge, the candy pinchers, the rock sugar gourds, the rouge gouache jewelry sold on the streets, and some are selling fresh seafood, freshly bought and baked...
The air is filled with the smell of rouge gouache, mixed with the smell of wine, seafood, and even barbecue meat...
The little junior sister didn't plan to sit down and eat, but ordered a few skewers of grilled shrimp, and bought Xia Yuan some barbecued meat and vegetables and the like, and ate them while walking.
The evening breeze is light.
There was an ethereal singing sound from the painting boat on the lake, and the city was full of lanterns and sparks.
Two bright moons hung high in the sky, and the stars were like water.
The little junior sister was bouncing in front, and Xia Yuan was following behind.
The two of them didn't have a goal, they just wandered around aimlessly.
The little junior sister ran and ran, so she came over to step on Xia Yuan's shadow.
Xia Yuan didn't pay attention at first, and then he began to dodge.
The little sister followed suit.
Xia Yuan walked around and stepped on it.
The two chased each other, running down the street, ignoring the gaze of others.
When they were tired of running, the two of them stopped, and the little junior sister gasped slightly, and her hair was a little wet with beads of sweat, "Senior brother, I'm in a bad mood." ”
Xia Yuan asked with concern, "Lingyun, what's wrong?"
He also has a compensatory heart, he has been busy since he came to the imperial capital, and he doesn't care about his junior sister.
"Not really. ”
The little sister wiped the beads of sweat, wrapped her small leather boots and began to look for small pebbles on the ground.
If you find it, you will "snap" and kick it away.
Xia Yuan didn't guess either.
Usually just guess and die.
He took his sister's hand.
fingertips only touch.
The little junior sister hurriedly shrank back as if she had been electrocuted.
Xia Yuan: ???
When he was a child, he often dragged his sister to run on the mountain, what's wrong?
"That's... Senior sister, I just want to take you to the painting boat to visit this imperial capital. ”
The little junior sister replied in a low voice: "Oh." ”
In order to arouse her interest, Xia Yuan smiled: "The lake here in the imperial capital is not called a lake, but the heart of the galaxy. ”
"Heart of the Galaxy?"
Zhu Lingyun really didn't understand, and showed curiosity.
Once a woman is aroused in curiosity, there is no cure.
Xia Yuan said: "Xiao Xinghai knows, right?"
Zhu Lingyun shook his head.
Xia Yuan said: "The East China Sea Country is on the verge of the endless ocean, and there are many waterways, dotted and criss-crossed, these waterways are connected to the ocean, and Qinglong City, as the capital of the East China Sea Country, is even more so.
These many rivers and lakes that are directly connected to the endless ocean, from a high place, will shine with a lot of light, one by one, like stars falling on the earth, so it is called the small star sea.
As the imperial capital of the East China Sea Kingdom, the lake here has been beautified as the center of the Little Star Sea.
The sea of stars is the Milky Way, so another literati and scholars added a stroke, and a certain emperor Chrysostom announced the name of the heart of the galaxy. ”
changed her name, and the little junior sister suddenly became interested.
The pace is much faster.
"Let's go, brother. ”
The two of them hurriedly ran to the painting boat on the shore of the lake, and they wanted to talk about the price directly.
But the person on the painting boat shook his hand: "Don't take business now." ”
The little junior sister finally got interested, "Why don't you take it?"
The man on the painting boat said: "Little girl, something big happened in this city, Guo Jinzhi was assassinated, the whole city was blocked, and the people in this official house were afraid that the assassin would run away from the water, so the painting boat was not allowed to move." ”
The little junior sister was speechless, she pointed to the floating painting boat on the lake in the distance, "How can they do it?"
The man on the painting boat said: "They are all dignitaries, they can never be assassins, and besides, it is their own painting boat, and we can't control it." ”
The little junior sister's mouth was deflated, and her dream of going to the heart of the galaxy was shattered.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from afar.
seems to be shouting "Xia Gongzi".
The two of them followed the sound and saw that it was the largest painting boat in the middle of the lakeshore, which was extremely luxurious.
Not long after, a woman in brocade clothes ran over, saw Xia Yuan and said with a smile: "But that Qinglian gave birth to twelve petals, the ink fragrance floated for thousands of miles, and a song of clouds and clothes and flowers wanted to let heaven and earth recite it three times?"
Xia Yuan said shamefully: "No, you recognized the wrong person." ”
As he spoke, he ran away with his junior sister.
The woman in brocade was stunned, and suddenly said in the back: "It's the little woman who talks a lot, but my master is willing to lend the painting boat to Xia Gongzi and his junior sister to play, no money." ”
Xia Yuan still has to run.
But the little junior sister had already stopped, and she muttered "the privilege of all evil"...
A moment later.
"It's so comfortable... Boom, boom, boom..."
The younger sister is lying on the soft chair, the food is full in front of her, there is a wonderful sound of the piano in the painting cabin, the lake breeze coincides with spring, the blowing face is not cold, the noise is far away, the stars fall in the largest lake in the capital of the Qinglong Emperor, up and down, it is indeed worthy of the name of the heart of the galaxy.
The woman playing the piano twisted slowly, and the spring snow full of classical flavor flowed out from between her ten fingers.
One song is finished.
The woman who played the piano was about twenty-four or five, her appearance was generous, her eyes were gentle and innocent, obviously she was either rich or noble, and she looked like she was not a woman yet, at this time she smiled and said: "I don't know if I can enter the ears of Qinglian Gongzi?"
Qinglian Childe?
Xia Yuan was stunned.
The woman who played the piano raised her hand, covered her face with a light veil and said with a smile: "Qinglian Gongzi wants to shake the imperial capital with a cloud of clothes and flowers, and enters and exits the palace, let the attendants take off their boots, and is free and easy, and in front of the hundred officials, he calls the great master Bao'er, very chic, such a first-class romance, the name of Qinglian Gongzi has long been spread in the imperial capital, and Xia Gongzi himself doesn't know?"
Xia Yuan: ...
He just cared about killing Guo Sheng, or he was going to comprehend the exercises and discuss things with Ning Bao, but he really didn't pay attention to this.
The woman who played the piano saw this, and she also understood, so she smiled and said: "Qinglian Gongzi is a merry nature, not a reputation for this worldly trouble, others talk about your reputation, but you don't know it yourself, but it's really interesting, and from this, the character of the son can also be seen."
Qinglian Gongzi, please feel free, everything on this boat can be enjoyed. In the future, if you still appreciate your face, as long as you come, even if I am not there, Xiaoqing will receive Childe and follow Childe's orders. ”
Xia Yuan smiled: "Thank you for the kindness of the girl." ”
The woman playing the piano said: "It is my honor that the young man of Qinglian is willing to sit on my painting boat, if she can, the little woman wants to ask for an article..."
Xia Yuan thought about it, he probably heard Lao Qi say about the situation of his junior sister, and his junior sister said angrily, "It's not written for me", so I'll write one for her today.
So he nodded.
The woman who played the piano was overjoyed, and hurriedly prepared the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then played the role of a little scholar in the next one, grabbing the ink stick and starting to grind on the carved fish inkstone.
Xia Yuan lifted the pen, thought about it, and then put down the pen and wrote down three crooked big characters:
- said Ailian.