After solving Feng Wushuang's matter, Su Xian finally set foot on the Emerald City, a luxurious place of gold and jade, and at that time, the Emerald City was drifting with the first snow of the year. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

She changed her appearance slightly, gathered her hair that was long to her feet, and like those ordinary girls, she used the thin rope of delicate broken jade, braided it thinly, fixed her hair, and walked only the sound of the delicate jade ring, dressed in white, graceful and beautiful, pouring thousands of people.

The pedestrians on the street are lonely, and due to the influence of heavy snow, the bustling and lively Emerald City is not lively, and occasionally one or two pedestrians are in a hurry.

"It's quieter, but it's fine." Su Xian stretched out her hand to catch a petal hidden in the snow, the slight fragrance of plum blossoms came, she took a deep breath, and suddenly smiled, even the flying snow in the sky was overshadowed, "It's the right time, the plum blossoms actually bloomed......"

Emerald City was originally an ancient city, as early as the former dynasty Jiang and the Southern Dynasty did not exist when it was already very famous, this place in addition to the abundance of jade, there is also a characteristic, the old plum blossoms of the Emerald City.

The plum blossoms of the Emerald City are a scene of the Emerald City, those plum blossoms have long been unknown how many years they have survived, and they have been left from the old era.

There are two scenes in the Emerald City, one of which is to walk in the snow and look for plum blossoms in this winter to meet each other, hearing such a name, everyone knows that this has almost become a synonym for blind date, just like some of the songs of some ethnic groups, look at the right eye, then tie the knot, achieve a marriage, and become a good story.

This second scene, is the west floor on the first quarter of the moon, the most famous teahouse in the Emerald City, located on the riverside, in a prosperous and wealthy place, come and go are celebrities and elegant people, listen to the sound of the gonghou, the sound of silk and bamboo drunk, raise wine and taste tea, chant poetry, so lively, is such a snowy weather is also full, it is rare.

Su Xian walked all the way to the front of the West Building, looking at the shops around either closed or closed down or a miserable and miserable scene, only this West Building was talking, lively and extraordinary, even on the street you could hear the sound of laughter inside, there were a group of people watching outside the door, standing outside in the wind and snow, the whole body was trembling, and the face was pale and biting her lip to endure it.

She felt a little strange, approached the crowd, looked up at a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging outside the door of the west building, there was a half-moon on it, the west building, an old plum tree grew out of a yard, the strong coiled branches, the plum blossoms bloomed on it, as if looking at the flowers and smelling the fragrance of plum blossoms, on the snow-covered tiles there was also a white wide-sleeved robe Lang Jun, that Lang Jun still had a wine jug in his hand, looked up at the direction of the west building quarter moon, and there was a prosperous scene of the night street on the map, It seems to be the scene of the Emerald City's singing and looking for plum blossoms.

"Pour a pot of wine, yes、、、 yes、、、 yes、、、、、" Su Xian raised his eyes and saw that the man who was about thirty years old was standing at the door, as if he wanted to chant poetry, but he was a little stammering, his face was full of nervous sweat, and he reached out to wipe it violently, but he couldn't speak with his mouth open.

Su Xian raised his eyebrows, with some subtle smiles, his fingers shook slightly, and he cast a heart-clearing spell on him, watching him calm down, he took a breath and said it again.

"Pour a pot of wine, and invite Mingyue to this."

"Okay." A sound of praise rang out, attracting numerous applause and all kinds of envious expressions.

"Master Lang's wonderful words, please go inside." Next to him seemed to be a well-dressed man, with some blue beard, as if he was assessing these people.

The man who made the poem wiped away his sweat, raised his head and chest, and walked out of the west building with a haughty expression, and was even more proud under the envy of everyone.

Su Xian glanced at it a few times and understood the rules here, probably to make poems with the artistic conception of this hanging painting to get in, of course, what is done in it is a person of insight, if there are vulgar people mixed in, collide with Yashi, it is an extremely evil thing in the eyes of the world, celebrities and literati have a high status in the eyes of the world, thinking that they are the darlings of God, this is not a fake.

She stood and watched for a while, and several people came forward to compose poems, some good and some bad, some walked in happily and proudly, and some bowed their heads gloomily, and stood there a little hesitant in the wind and snow.

At this time, the wind and snow were even heavier, Su Xian hesitated whether to go in and sit or find a place to live first, and then take a look at the situation here, although the news about Yu Yi Xiaoshizi got a lot, but it was not almost detailed, and she did have to understand some information before seeing Yu Yi again, not only about Yu Yi, but also about the Ji family, and even about the Emerald City.

This is a habit she has developed over the years by following Su Mu's side, every place she likes to find a place where people are more lively to learn about some things, the restaurant and teahouse have always been a good place, and the more people come and go, the more things you know.

Although Su Xian is not talented, but he has lived for three thousand years, even if he is really stupid, he can practice some skills, she still knows this bit of poetry, although she can't make any masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages, but there is no suspense in passing this level.

"This girl, do you want to write poetry?!" The people next to him were meditating, wanting to make a good word to go in, Su Xian was hesitating to go in and take a look, the man guarding the door looked at her and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

You must understand that the girls in the world know very little poetry and songs, just like Su Yan and others in the Su family, but they have only seen one or two books, although there is no saying in this era that 'women are not talented is virtuous', but the opportunity for girls to come into contact with books is too few, so the person was slightly surprised to see Su Xian standing in the crowd.

"Me?!" Su Xian raised his eyes to look at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "Originally, I was still hesitating, so I went in and took a look." ”

"Oh?!" The man smiled heartily, without the slightest malice, "If the girl does a good job, I am willing to prepare a good tea table for the girl in the West Building." ”

"Okay!" I don't know who it is, but to be able to open such conditions on behalf of the West Building, it's not a simple doorkeeper, but what does it have to do with her?!

None!

"It's a girl, a beautiful girl......"

"Since when will the girls of this world also compose poems?!"

"Could it be that Su Shi Ah Xun?!"

"No, it is said that the Su family is charming and glamorous, and has the appearance of Daji's praise......"

"......" Although she is not ugly, and she is not worse than Su Xun, but this ethereal face is like an illusion, and it is difficult to match the demon queen of the calamity.

"Draw pen and ink." Su Xian stepped forward, holding a pen in his hand, and put the pen into words, the words were like the wind and willows, a leisurely state.

Inscription:

The snow is late and the frost is late, and the white jade string is on the moon.

Looking for the dark fragrance of plums, the lights are gone.

Ps: Ahem, this habitual limerick is also a disease, and it is estimated that the girl has been incorporated into the terminal, ⊙▽⊙...... It's a sauce purple bar......

There's one last plot.,I've been very busy lately.,The girl will finish writing it as soon as possible.,Mo Da~~~ (To be continued.) )