Chen Kebin was full of regrets. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone regretted that this piece of wind and snow without that charm could not be regarded as complete after all.

However, compared to this painting, everyone is more concerned about the identity of the woman in this painting.

can make Chen Kebin, who is famous all over the world, moved, and even the wonderful pen is difficult to outline his peerless face.

Shen Qiwu raised his eyes slightly, always feeling that there was something wrong with that painting.

Because the woman in the painting has no scroll in her hand.

Because Shen Qiwu felt that the woman in this painting was very similar to her.

Or rather, it's her.

Chen Kebin's eyes were deep, he looked at the painting, staring at the woman in the painting.

He picked up the pen and sharpened the ink.

Write a poem.

"The moon has countless lovesickness,

I don't know where to go when I wake up from a dream.

Drunken steps have leisure,

Don't frown!

Wayfinding, wayfinding,

How much morning and dusk have passed. ”

Everyone in the room was silent.

Du Yufei was ashamed of himself.

"This is the most beautiful poem I have ever heard, and it is the woman in the painting who sings this poem." Chen Kebin put down his pen and sighed silently.

Even though Wu Yu was not used to Chen Kebin, he was also impressed by this poem. He asked softly, "I don't know where Brother Chen saw this Fengxue Yiren?" ”

"Mrs. Shen's mansion."

"Huh?" Wu Yu glared.

People who live in the capital naturally know that there is probably only one person of this age in Taifu Shen's mansion, and that is the tigress Shen Qiwu.

The more Wu Yu looked at this painting, the more he felt like Shen Qiwu.

He was a little distracted, "Is it Shen Qiwu, the eldest lady of the Shen family, in Brother Chen's painting?" ”

Huan'er looked at the painting, and then at Shen Qiwu.

Shen Qiwu was a little unhappy in his heart.

Chen Kebin walked quickly, a little hurried, and was almost knocked down by the corner of the table.

"Wu Gongzi recognizes the woman in this painting?"

Wu Yu's expression was bitter, but he was squeezed by Shen Qiwu, and he couldn't look back on those days.

"I'm afraid that the person in Brother Chen's painting is Shen Qiwu, the eldest lady of the Shen family."

Shen Qiwu? Chen Kebin frowned, he was from the north, naturally he didn't know the capital, although he heard that his mentor Shen Taifu had a daughter under his knees, but he had never met him.

However, he had heard of Shen Qiwu's name. But how can she be a rude and willful lady who can chant such verses?

"That Shen Qiwu has a strange personality, rude and willful, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Brother Chen." Wu Yu sighed.

Huan'er looked at Shen Qiwu a little nervously.

Shen Qiwu's face sank like water.

Slender nails pick at the tabletop.

Wu Yu suddenly felt like a mang on his back, and someone's gaze was like a substance, like a needle, and he suddenly remembered that Shen Qiwu seemed to be downstairs.

Thankfully it's just downstairs.

"And I don't hide it from Brother Chen, even a tigress like Shen Qiwu can marry into the royal family, I really feel sad for His Royal Highness the Prince." Speaking of the back, Wu Yu even laughed out loud, as if he really sympathized with His Royal Highness the Prince.

Chen Kebin was a little disappointed.

Shen Qiwu gritted his teeth.

"Wu's face is like a fight, and his mouth is red and bloody. Minya is fat, and the villains hate ugliness. ”

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Wu Yu's face turned into a pig's liver color, and someone in front of the public made poems and satiricals, which really annoyed him.

"Who is it?" Wu Yu was angry and looked left and right.

Shen Qiwu stood up and looked at Wu Yu.

Wu Yu rubbed his eyes, thinking that he must have been dazzled.

Many of the children of the family present were whispering, although Shen Qiwu's temperament had changed a lot, but many people still recognized it.

This Wu Yu is really unlucky, but he said bad things about people behind his back, but he made the owner arrested. I don't know how to end it now.

When Wu Yu faced Shen Qiwu, there was obviously some shadow in his heart, and his fingers trembled slightly, "Why are you here, aren't you downstairs?" ”

Shen Qiwu walked up to him and looked at him quietly.

Du Yufei on the side was surprisingly silent.

Because he knew Shen Qiwu's identity.

Shen Qiwu bared his teeth and smiled like a flower. She said softly, "You can all be here, why can't I be here?" ”

Wu Yu had dense sweat on his forehead, he didn't dare to look at Shen Qiwu's eyes, and he stammered a little when he spoke, "This... Here it is... It's a poetry club, and you can't chant poetry, so what are you doing here! ”

Shen Qiwu tilted his head, his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Didn't I just make a poem?"

"That's swearing, it's not poetry!"

Shen Qiwu bared his teeth, nodded and said, "It doesn't seem to be true." ”

Wu Yu seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and he inadvertently wiped his face with his sleeve, because he felt that there seemed to be a lot of sweat on his face.

"Since you can't make poetry, you can leave, don't disturb us."

When Shen Qiwu heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

There was a sly glint in her eyes, and some people would say that she couldn't do poetry. There are 300 ancient poems in her heart, and the first one is a classic.

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

Shen Qiwu raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Yu with some demonstrativeness.

"Suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim." Chen Kebin whispered softly, looking at Shen Qiwu, there was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

Wu Yu was already stunned.

Shen Qiwu chanted a poem.

He sat down a little dejectedly.

Shen Qiwu looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of disdain.

"Huan'er, let's go." Looking at Wu Yu's appearance, Shen Qiwu felt a little bored.

Chen Kebin has not yet spoken.

Shen Qiwu had already left.

The crowds of people watching the lights are still crowded, but they are not as crowded as when they are busy. Shen Qiwu and Huan'er were walking downstairs, only to hear a noise from upstairs, she couldn't help but shake her head, just a poem will make you happy like this, it seems that the nightlife of people in this era is still too boring.

The gate of the Shen Mansion.

Shen Fuguo stood here waiting for Shen Qiwu.

Brightly lit.

"I'm going to enter the palace tomorrow, so get ready."

Shen Qiwu thought for a while, "Okay." ”

A gust of wind came, and the lights swayed.

Shen Fuguo turned and left.

Huan'er had a worried expression, and Shen Qiwu touched her head.

Anyway, it's not the first time I've entered the palace.

……

Chen Kebin returned home and did not rush to sleep.

He spread out the scroll and pondered it.

He sketched every stroke with his feelings, but he didn't have the charm he should have, because he couldn't draw the woman's face.

He was slightly distracted.

"The crowd is looking for him a thousand times." He read softly.

Chen Kebin then put pen to paper again.

This time, he was confident.

Wind and snow people.

Shen Qiwu!