An ordinary boat descended from the mouth of the Yanboting River and flowed into the vast ten-mile Qinhuai River.

The captain gently flicked the oars, and the boat roamed above the river like a nimble swimming fish, and from time to time boats of equal interest passed by one after another, flowing endlessly on the river.

Qi Yun took off his veil after boarding the boat, and Qi Yun, who was in the city, did not squint and added a few pieces of charcoal to the charcoal stove from time to time, and two pots of wine were warmed on the carbon stove, and as the carbon stove heated up, the aroma of wine began to overflow, filling the small canopy.

Liu Mingzhi stared intently at Qi Yun's concentrated warm wine, a wisp of warmth in his eyes, and he threw me down from the second floor without saying a word, and his life was almost lost. Don't mention what happened in the smoke and rain pavilion, concentrated, gentle as jade, shy, and quiet demeanor of the beauty of the country, which is the real you.

Li Yugang's eyes kept rolling on the two of them, revealing a meaningful smile from time to time, his eyes involuntarily recalled something warm, and a trace of reminiscence appeared on his old face.

There was a gurgling sound in the wine jug, Qi Yun held the wine jug with silk cloth in his hand, and put two wine glasses in front of the two of them with his bare hands.

picked up the wine jug and began to pour a glass of wine for Li Yugang, and then poured wine for Liu Mingzhi.

"Miss Qi, come down to yourself." After speaking, he went to pick up the wine jug in Qi Yun's hand, and accidentally grabbed Qi Yun's wrist in a hurry, Liu Mingzhi subconsciously hurriedly spread it, and Qi Yun's delicate body trembled.

"Liu Mingzhi, Liu Mingzhi, you call yourself a master all day long, why are you so frightened when you touch someone's wrist."

Qi Yun's face was slightly red: "Brother, today you and Ming Gong just drink and enjoy the scenery, and the little sister can pour wine for you."

"That'....... That's .... Trouble Miss Qi. ”

"Okay, okay, old man heard that you are going to get married soon? Don't show affection to the old man here. ”

Qi Yun didn't expect Li Yugang's words to be so straightforward, he put down the wine jug and didn't dare to look at the two, and concentrated on using copper strips to pluck the charcoal in the charcoal furnace.

If the two of them knew Liu Mingzhi's thoughts, they were afraid that they would really slap them in the face, and one would scold and insult Sven, even if they had this kind of thought, they would not ........... Phew, can't even think about it. Another estimate is to let Liu Mingzhi understand the palm technique of falling from the sky and let him swim out of the Qinhuai River.

Liu Mingzhi raised his wine glass: "Ming Gong, when we meet for the first time, the kid will toast you." After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Li Yugang also accompanied Liu Mingzhi with a glass of wine: "The boy of the Liu family, the eldest son of Liu Zhian, the richest man in Jiangnan, the old man has also heard of it, a goose in the sky, a river on the ground and today's rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, the waves sweep away the heroes....... It's really different from each other. ”

Li Yugang looked at Liu Mingzhi with scrutiny, and Qi Yun also peeked at Liu Mingzhi from time to time to see how he explained.

Liu Mingzhi touched his nose, he couldn't imagine that Li Yugang couldn't chat so much, what do you want the master to say.

Laughed embarrassedly twice: "The article is natural, and the magic hand is even good, sometimes the inspiration comes up and maybe there is such a poem, if there is no inspiration, the talent is exhausted and you can't get such a high-quality work." ”

"Oh...... In this case, watching the ten miles of smoke and waves in Qinhuai, do you have talent or no talent for this hometown of fishermen in the south of the Yangtze River? ”

"Huh?" Liu Mingzhi opened his mouth, not knowing what Li Yugang meant by asking.

Qi Yun hummed softly: "Brother, does Ming Gong want you to improvise a poem?" Ming Gong has not taught the talents of the younger generations for a long time, and since Ming Gong has a brother who has Yaxing to teach today, the brother should not disappoint Ming Gong. ”

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Liu Mingzhi scratched his head, what's the matter with this ancient, if you don't agree with each other, you will teach poetry, won't you invite me to go to the Yanyu Pavilion for one-stop service? That's where the master is proficient.

"What's the topic?"

Qi Yun's eyes tactfully glanced at Liu Mingzhi: "Brother, Ming Gong said that he wrote a poem with the title of the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, this is Ming Gong's expectation for his brother, and my brother should not refuse." ”

Liu Mingzhi's face drooped: "Jiang.... River...... Gangnam as the theme? ”

Liu Mingzhi hissed and looked out of the cabin, Jiangnan is a good place, with long legs and big eyebrows everywhere, if you look at it, your soul is flying.

No, no, the number of words is not the same, this is definitely not good.

The Qinhuai River is really clear, everything is clear, there are boats on the river, and people are on the boats.

No, no, it seems that some don't rhyme too much, and the poems are the most ordinary, which is definitely not good.

Li Yugang drank a glass of wine from time to time, looked at Liu Mingzhi and nodded and shook his head for a while, knowing that he was brewing the rhyme of the poem, considering the verse, but he didn't bother.

Qi Yun smiled at Zhuo Yanyan and looked at Liu Mingzhi who was deep in thought, and said secretly in her heart: "Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio." Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. Rolling Yangtze River East passing water, waves sweeping away heroes, I thought you just wrote poems with everyone's style, I didn't expect you to be so good at words, Jiangnan as the theme of the poem has now existed dozens of poems, what kind of masterpiece will you make? ”

Liu Mingzhi pondered for a long time, and read out four lines of poetry with two trembling voices: "Jiangnan is really beautiful, and Qinhuai is all water." Weeping willows on the shore, blooming stamens under the willows. ”

Li Yugang squirted out a mouthful of wine, choking and coughing repeatedly. Qi Yun also opened her lips lightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Liu Mingzhi with a hint of shock.