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I have to say that these young ladies who came to the Oiran Conference are indeed very talented.

Zhao Dongting didn't understand the rhythm, but he thought it was very good to listen to, and there was not the slightest bit of that dry sound. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to play musical instruments, otherwise he would have to take out his flute and be elegant.

Look at the boy buddies on the shore, with fluttering clothes, or holding a jade flute, or fighting a sword in green clothes, how chic?

More and more boats are coming to the lake.

There are also many ladies on the lakeside, with bright eyes and bright teeth. They don't have a boat at home, but they also want to find the wishful husband.

looked at the faces that were shy and timid, but couldn't help but glance at those outstanding boys.

The Oiran Conference is really a grand event for the ancient people to match. If you have the ability, you can carry people back on the street.

There was an interesting incident in Qinzhou next door, there was a young lady in the county commander's family, who was born with a generous body and was very ugly, and he fell in love with a scholar from a poor background at the Oiran Conference, and as a result, he had to let the family carry the scholar back. The poor scholar failed to come out of the county mansion in the end, and was finally forced to become the husband of the young lady. At the time, it immediately became a joke in several nearby states, and it is occasionally mentioned at Oiran conventions.

Some people say that the scholar is not too disadvantaged, at least he has entered the career since then.

But joy is sorrow, and only the scholar himself knows it.

After a while, suddenly a flower boat docked and left. The light plank was lowered, and a maid in a pink gauze skirt curled out of the boat and walked towards a boy playing the flute on the shore. Brother Gongzi didn't seem to be rich, he was just wearing coarse cloth clothes, and when he saw the maid coming straight to him, his face was full of uncontrollable joy. In the brow, there is obviously a bit of color.

Then the maid whispered a few words to him, and he followed her to the ship, into the cabin covered by the drapery.

The woman dancing lightly in the boat slowly stopped, saluted him, and then the two sat opposite each other, saying something, but the outsiders did not know.

Seeing this scene, Le Wu laughed and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you try it too?" ”

Zhao Dongting cried and laughed: "I don't know how to play musical instruments, so I won't be embarrassed in public." ”

Le Wu blinked and said, "I don't know how to play a musical instrument, so it's okay to chant poetry." ”

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, he couldn't write poems, but he could memorize them. There are a lot of quatrains in the descendants of Song Ci, and he still remembers a lot.

It's just that he doesn't have much interest in it. The music and dance next to it and Ying'er are all stunning, and there are so many maids in the palace, and there are also many women in the courtiers who have women to be married.

More and more flower boats are coming to the shore, and there are constantly young people who are favored by the young lady in the flower boat.

On the shore of the lake, there are also men and women who look at each other and begin to talk in remote corners.

The catkins are flying, and it is a good place to talk about love.

Le Wu kept instigating Zhao Dongting, Zhao Dongting just shook his head, and finally said: "If you talk about it again, I will openly recruit a son-in-law for you." ”

Le Wu was not afraid, smiling, "Your Majesty, you are reluctant, if you marry me, who will make you happy in the future." ”

Zhao Dongting smiled and touched her head and stopped talking.

Le Wu pouted and muttered softly, "I'm so young, I always like to touch my head like an adult." ”

Li Yuanxiu shook his head and sighed beside him, in his opinion, the emperor really spoiled this little girl too much. If this continues, will there be lawlessness?

At this time, Zhao Dongting was attracted by the sound of a piano.

He just heard it, but then it seemed as if only the sound was still ringing in his ears.

The ethereal sound of the piano completely hooked out the loneliness in his heart. Once again, he felt isolated from this world.

He still crossed over after all.

"Stop the boat."

Zhao Dongting frowned slightly, and commanded the guards outside the ship.

He didn't expect that when he came to this lake, there would be a piano sound that could arouse his feelings. Listening to the sound of the piano, I think that the woman in the boat must also be a lonely person, right?

It turns out that there are people in this world who are sick and sympathetic to me.

Zhao Dongting listened carefully for a long time, suddenly got up and walked out of the boat.

When I arrived at the bow of the boat, there was a flower boat surrounded by a pure white curtain, and there were two maids outside the boat, as well as a boatman, but there was only one slender figure sitting alone in the curtain, and there was a guqin on the table in front of her, and the sound of the piano was fluttering out between the plucking of her plain hands.

Li Yuanxiu, Yue Peng, Ying'er, and Le Wu all came out and looked at the woman in the flower boat.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, a rather beautiful shadow appeared in everyone's minds. Such a woman's appearance shouldn't be bad, right?

They may not be able to feel the loneliness in this piano sound as empathetic as Zhao Dongting, but they can also hear a little loneliness.

In the distance, Murong Hao saw the Mu family's boat approaching the flower boat, his eyes were slightly condensed, and then he saw Zhao Dongting appear on the bow of the boat, and he was even more shocked.

He didn't expect that Zhao Dongting would really come to this Oiran Conference as his father expected.

Murong Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he wondered if he wanted to take this opportunity to kill Zhao Dongting. However, he immediately thought that everyone was watching here, and Zhao Dongting was surrounded by someone to protect him, even with his own kung fu, it would not be easy to kill him. If you don't succeed in killing, but instead set yourself on fire, that's not good. My father told me not to do anything to the emperor recently.

After thinking about it for a long time with a calm face, Murong Hao quietly sat down again and drank with his brothers.

It's just that the smile on his face is inevitably a bit far-fetched.

He knew who was sitting in the flower boat, Yun Jin was originally the person he fancied, but now he was favored by Zhao Dongting. Thinking that Yun Jin might become the emperor's woman, even if she could really assassinate the emperor, Murong Hao was also full of displeasure. After all, he hadn't tasted Yunjin yet.

Such a woman, before she has tasted it, she will die of incense, which is really a pity and hate.

Zhao Dongting naturally didn't know that Murong Hao was secretly looking at him, and when the sound of the piano in the flower boat stopped for a while, he asked out loud, "Miss, can I board the boat?" ”

Le Wu covered her mouth and chuckled beside her, and Ying'er looked strange.

Yunjin in the flower boat didn't know that Zhao Dongting was the emperor, and he never thought of meeting a confidant here. She had only come here to get the name of the Oiran and to see if she could get the attention of the saints today.

Seeing that Zhao Dongting's figure outside was immature, she was just a frivolous boy, and her lips opened lightly: "Is the son going to board the boat like this?" ”

The Oiran was uninvited at the conference, and he asked if he could board the ship, which was naturally Meng Lang's move.

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "Since that's the case, then I'll compose a song, and Miss will see if I can board the ship?" ”

Saying that, he didn't wait for Yunjin in the boat to agree, so he groaned to himself:

Who reads that the west wind is cool alone, Xiao Xiao Huangye closes the window, and ponders the past and sets up the sun.

was surprised by the wine and slept heavily, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, which was only ordinary at that time.

Of course, this poem was not thought up by Zhao Dongting himself, but "Huanxi Sha, Who Reads the West Wind and Cools Alone" written by Nalan Xingde, a lyricist in the early years of the Qing Dynasty. At this time, it was the Southern Song Dynasty, and he was sure that no one had heard of this poem.

As for if this word is accidentally spread through the ages in the future, will there be a Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty who wonders, and he Zhao Dongting can't care about it.

In the boat, Yun Jin heard this word, but her delicate body shook slightly, and she looked at the man outside the curtain, a little distracted.

Does he understand the loneliness in his piano sound?

Contemplating the past and setting up the remnant sun......

Yun Jin is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he can naturally hear the deep loneliness in this poem.

What used to be ordinary is now out of reach. I will never see my brother again, and I will never see my parents again......

Thinking about it, there were tears in Yun Jin's eyes.

Zhao Dongting shouted softly at the bow of the boat, "Miss? ”

The evening breeze gently blew and lifted the curtains, allowing him to catch a glimpse of the gloomy and weeping rhyme.

At this moment, Zhao Dongting was a little distracted.

It's not that he was moved by Yun Jin's stunning beauty, but when he saw the deep end between Yun Jin's eyebrows, he felt that he was also a fallen person at the end of the world.

This woman must also have an unbearable past, right?

She must have felt lonely in this world.

Yun Jin also saw Zhao Dongting, and was quite surprised to see that it was a young man, and then quickly wiped away his tears and said, "Son, please get on the boat......"

She thought that the Oiran Conference had not yet reached the time to select the Oiran. When I encountered this kind of voice, could it be that God was destined to do so?

Invite him to come on the boat, and if he is married, he can tell him what is in his heart. The experiences over the years weighed on her heart, and it really made her too tired.

In the future, I will only live to assassinate the emperor, I can't tell when I will die, and I can tell others what is on my mind before I die, and it will be easier when the time comes.

Zhao Dongting grinned, asked the guards to set up the plank, and was about to walk towards the flower boat.

Li Yuanxiu next to him hurriedly stopped, stopped talking, and said in a low voice: "Childe......"

Zhao Dongting waved his hand, "It's okay." ”

He didn't think the woman could be an assassin, it was a gut feeling. She looks so weak, how can she be a murderer?

Moreover, few people know the news of his departure from the palace, and it is impossible to leak the news. Even if someone wanted to kill him, he couldn't have arranged it in advance, and he expected that he would be on this ship, unless he was a god.

So, Yun Jin and Zhao Dongting met under such circumstances.

Yun Jin didn't know that he was the emperor he wanted to assassinate, and Zhao Dongting didn't know that Yun Jin wanted an assassin who wanted to assassinate him.