The song soon began, and the topic was located in Wing Chun. Twisting and turning, the wine glass stopped in front of a young man in blue. The boy looked still young and a little nervous, and hurriedly took a drink from his glass, almost choking on himself.

Frowning and hesitating for a moment, he whispered a song:

Morning warblers cry everywhere, and willow winds are full of embankments. If you ask where spring comes from, the flowers fall wet brocade clothes.

The voice was soft, and there was a clear lack of confidence. Maybe it's because I'm still young, and it's the first one, or in front of Miss Yuwen, I'm really nervous. Although the last sentence is a highlight, as a poem chanted by a boy, it is a little too soft. Generally speaking, just because of the scenery, it can only fall into one general, which is not outstanding, but it is harmless.

However, everyone present gave very kind applause and approval, and the boy blushed a little shyly, and began the next round of meandering.

This time, the wine glass stopped in front of Yuwen Chengbi. For a moment, everyone else held their breath and stared. Yuwen Chengbi gracefully took the wine glass from the maid's hand, covered his sleeves and drank it slowly. At the end, the wine glass was silently placed on the maid's jade plate, the slender jade fingers were whiter than the jade, and the eyelashes seemed to be the most agile flower in this spring.

Then I only heard her muttering in a deep voice:

"Moss on the willow steps, who can be broken, who will be cut. Only the spring breeze hit once, and the green was primitive. ”

The gentle and varied voice, the calm and indifferent tone, is so eloquent, as if telling a beautiful story.

Yuwen Chengbi gave a salute: "The little girl is not talented, so everyone laughs." ”

Naturally, everyone in the audience praised her in unison. I frowned quietly.

The eighteenth road against the king and the sixty-fourth road are like a mess of flowers and charming eyes, but the Yang family's court has no ability to suppress it. And now in the whole world, only he Yuwen valve can calm people's hearts and calm the Central Plains. This poem looks like Wing Chun, but isn't that what it means? Yuwen Chengbi actually didn't have the slightest intention of restraint, as the young daughter of the Yuwen family, she had such a great expectation in her heart. Moreover, she pierced the window paper so openly, so that the celebrities of the entire Changzhou County saw the ambition of Yuwen Valve. And these celebrities are so accustomed to being common, strangely acquiescing?

I wouldn't believe they didn't hear what they were saying. Not only is the Yuwen valve Sima Zhao's heart known to passers-by, but the whole world is afraid that it is about to change hands.

Spring is good year after year, but it's a pity that the world is changing. In just two years, Jiangnan is no longer the Jiangnan I think it is.

When I was young, I thought that Jiangnan was the hometown of the moon, but I didn't want to be chaotic and frightened.

Two years ago, I saw that the people of Jiangnan were intoxicated with the carnival of drunkenness and glitz and glamour, and now everyone is afraid and angry that the imperial court is bound to suffer their surging revenge. So what happened to my father, who was the target of everyone? Is he still dreaming of tenderness with ideals, unaware that this is going to burn the world's wolf smoke and anger?

However, it is not so easy to destroy my Great Sui.

I looked at Yuwen Chengbi, who was hard to hide, and the crowd who were smiling and echoing, and looked away with anger and disdain. No longer interested in the elegance and smirk of those poems, I turned my head to look at Jiang Wuxie's side.

The silver-clad young man was surrounded by several older men, but he had no intention of losing his position at all. He has always stood there, and his whole body was covered with holy silver light, as if an immortal had descended, so that people could only be respectful. Every move is natural, and there is no need to carve at all, it is already a flawless jade. However, when he spoke, he tried to cover up his wanton smile, only letting a pair of eyes expose the wanton and evil spirit. is such a Jiang Wuxie, who not only has the beauty of looking forward to the city, but also has the power of captivating the city when he moves. It is really worthy of the reputation of the young hero, the lord of the white road.

He occasionally looked through the crowd and looked at me without a trace, always brightening the sky.

Looking at the people around him again, well, all of them are very ordinary, and standing next to Jiang Wuxian even looks a little bleak. There is some inexplicable joy in my heart, and the so-called righteous teacher is the same as the world, and the white way is not necessarily full of talents.

With this in mind, I swept over one after another people dressed in ordinary clothes and ordinary appearances, and suddenly, a pair of eyes crashed into it.

The owner of the eyes is also an ordinary person with ordinary clothes and ordinary appearance, but that pair of phoenix eyes are like the best jade, clear, bright and warm and warm, but at the same time, the essence is introverted and the brilliance is dark. Even the contours of his face and the shape of his facial features were gentle because of those eyes, and his whole person was like a soft soft light, softening the surrounding lakes and mountains, softening the world, and softening the years.

I only glanced at him, and then I felt that the hook kiss was crawling up my heart, and it was tight, releasing a sweet and sour poisonous gas, so that my brain was blank and numb, and I could only stare at him with wide eyes, unable to speak, unable to move, unable to take my eyes off it.

I only glanced at him, and then I fell for his poison.

Time stopped the air froze, and the surrounding qiē became quieter and more blurred, and I seemed to be deeply attracted to those eyes, and I couldn't get rid of it, and I didn't know how to get rid of it.

What to do, what to do, no.

"Miss Yu, Miss Yu." A sweet voice beside me finally rescued me back to reality. An Yuan looked at my shocked and numb expression, was stunned for a moment, and continued: "Miss Yu, it's your turn to compose poems. ”

I looked down and saw the flowing glass floating in front of me, and the maid beside me carefully picked it up with a bamboo pick. The people here are all looking at me, but I don't want to cause trouble to Jiang Wuxian now. I smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry guys, I don't understand this. ”

As soon as these words came out, not only the eyes of the people present straightened, but even the eyes of Jiang Wuxie, who had been talking and laughing all the time, turned to my face. I didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so violent, I smiled a little embarrassedly, maybe no one thought that this would happen in advance, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

There were some pertinent voices underneath, but I didn't care. I don't want to, but some people still make it difficult: "Gongzi Jiang doesn't like to be with us, and Miss Yu doesn't like to write poems with us, because we are too pediatric." ”

Looking at the somewhat shrill voice, the girl who spoke lowered her head, and her eyebrows and eyes were still gentle and lovely smiles. is only wearing a low-key and luxurious lilac-colored Shu brocade dress, which makes her temperament more demure and outstanding.

Yuwen Chengbi? Fang just praised her for being much more sensible now, what kind of trouble is this sudden trouble? I couldn't laugh or cry, but the words of the talented and beautiful Miss Yuwen had already easily made the discussion louder.

I glanced at Jiang Wuxian and understood the look in his eyes. Just as he was standing up to say something, a nice voice suppressed all kinds of chattering buzzes.

"It is said that poetry is born from the scenery, and the scenery is born from the environment. In my humble opinion, Miss Xu Shiyu is not as determined as Miss Yuwen, so there is no scenery, and there is no poetry. ”

The voice was silent, even slow and gentle, but even these few words without momentum were silent. The owner of the voice was looking at me, his eyes calm, but full of a gentle smile, something I didn't understand. I didn't dare to meet his eyes, I didn't dare to meet the eyes that often appeared in my dreams. I don't know what I'm going to do with him, or if I haven't figured out how to face him, just being looked at by him makes me feel hot.

Teasing Yuwen's disobedience, he had already recognized me.

In the vast sea of people, I have long found the disguised me.

I couldn't tell whether I was happy or worried, my heart was sour and sweet, I felt that my heart was held and it was very uncomfortable, and my breathing became not so smooth.

Built, your gentleness and scorching, how should I face it? Is it now that you and I can only be maintained by pain and mutual torture?

The surroundings fell silent, and Yuwen Chengbi didn't say anything more. I forced myself to take a deep breath and calmed down. Fortunately, Jiang Wuxie's timbre washed away the impetuous and stuffy heat here: "Jingjing, it's just poetry, why be restrained." ”

I glanced at him gratefully, thanking him for his upholstery. Since Jiang Wuxian has expressed his position, then I will compose poems and poems, just don't make some poems that cause trouble to Jiang Wuxie. I took the glass from the maid's hand and drank it down. Well, worthy of being the henchman of Yuwen Valve, this white porcelain wine glass is exquisite, not inferior to the goods in the palace.

I spread out the pen and paper on one side and swiped the ink. An Yuan ran over excitedly and read out with great interest: "The spring is dyed with incense, the moon is shadowed, and the light is condensed...... Ay? What does that mean? ”

I looked at Jiancheng, and his eyes were full of gentle and doting smiles. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart, it was really a joy to be proven that he was the one who knew me best.

However, in the end, Jiang Wuxian had to come out to break the siege. The silver-clothed boy half-tilted his head, and his voice was lazy and contemptuous: "The sunny spring dyes the fragrance and the moon shadow, and the fragrance floats and the moon shadow is condensed." The shadow moon is fragrant, and the shadow moon is fragrant. It's really worthy of my family's elite. ”

Everyone noticed Guan Qiao's "oh" sound. Ten words, upside down into a poem, although the meaning is shallow, but the allegorical scene is not a fall. What's more, writing a cross palindromic poem in such a short period of time is definitely better than being well-conceived. This poem is about the youngest daughter's girl's mind that hopes that the beautiful scenery of the good day will stop, and it is completely incompatible with the great discussion of the family and the country, and naturally it will not let Jiang Wuxian fall into the truth.

"Miss Yu is really amazing." An Yuan was the first to applaud. I smiled shyly in the applause of everyone, both true and false, and then pulled An Yuan back to sit back in place and continued to flow the water. Then, I focused on the poetry, where did I dare to look at that person again. I just felt that person's gaze was always on me, but fortunately, his whole person was so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary, but no one noticed anything unusual.

Soon after, he left the side. And interestingly, after a while, Yuwen Chengbi also left the table, with a puffy face.

An Yuan saw Yuwen Chengbi walk away, so she came over and whispered to me: "Miss Yu, you and Li Pi are old acquaintances?" ”

"Li Pi?" Amazed at the name, I replied with an innocent face, "Who?" ”

An Yuan seemed to be sure that I was pretending, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It's the guy who said to help you just now." This year, the newcomer who is in the limelight in Baidao, Miss Yu, you don't even know him? However, there is a grapevine that he also helps Yuwen Valve do some things, and Miss Yuwen has always wanted him to be a guard. I don't know if it's true or not. ”

An Yuan glanced at me, covered her mouth with an ambiguous smile and said: "Li Pi, this guy helped you in public, refuting Miss Yuwen's meaning, this Yuwen valve has encountered bad luck one after another, and I don't blame Miss Yuwen for having a straight face." ”

"Yuwen Valve's bad luck?"

"Yes, first investigate the brainless silver salary case, and then," An Yuan seemed to be defenseless, and said it very casually, "I heard that yesterday, the boat of Li Jiancheng, the eldest prince of the Tang Palace, who was swimming in the lake, suddenly went out of the water, and then, no one could be found." That Li Jianwei is in the Jiangdu Palace, you know. ”

With a tight heart, the whereabouts of the cruise ship are unknown, and Yuwen Valve really refuses to let go of the construction, but I also know that with his martial arts, it is not so easy to be plotted by others. As soon as I was a little relieved, I let out a "pop" in my heart, as if I understood something. Then he didn't have time to say hello to An Yuan, so he hurriedly followed the direction that Yuwen Chengbi left.

The jasper-colored bamboo forest blurs the jasper-colored heart, and I don't know what kind of mood Yuwen Chengbi has to build a private meeting here.

Ah, of course that's not the point.

I condensed my ears to listen to the sounds of the four directions, all of which were the sound of the wind blowing and the bamboo forest, and there was nothing unusual. Speeding away, there was no trace of a fight. Where the hell is it? Suddenly, something flashed into my eyes, and when I turned my head, I saw that there was something bright on the ground, reflecting the light of the sun. But it is a black pearl of excellent color.

Thinking of the step shake on Yuwen Chengbi's head today...... That's it.

I looked at the boundless blue in the distance, and my heart was empty, and my mind, which had always been conceited and intelligent, could not function at this moment in any way, but was blank.

The sound of the "brush, brush, brush" wind swept me into something like magic.

"Brush Brush Brush"

A silvery shadow fell silently.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wuxian appeared in front of me, I don't know if I was hallucinating, and on his always frivolous face, his two eyebrows were frowned together.

"It's built, Li Jiancheng is here." I didn't know what to do, I just stared at his face blankly, and for some reason I told him the truth, "Li Jiancheng, kidnapped Yuwen Chengbi." ”