Along the way, no matter how Qiao Eighteen spoke, the colorful cloud also ignored it, and walked ahead quickly, still looking cold.

There are many people along the way, and he doesn't care too much about her.

Finally, the two stopped outside a pavilion, which was in the center of the back garden, and it was already brightly lit at this time, and I really didn't know if Mrs. Qiao was admiring the moon or the fire.

Mrs. Qiao, at this time, turned her back to the two of them, looked at the moon in the sky, and thought for a while.

At this time, she was the only one in the pavilion, and some housekeepers were arranged in the farther places, but they turned their backs to Mrs. Qiao and did not dare to look at her.

"Madam, Qiao Eighteen bring it!"

Caiyun said, "Let him come up and sit down." ”

"Yes!"

Caiyun made a gesture of invitation, and Qiao Eighteen's eyes looked at her unscrupulously, making her a deer and daring to be angry.

"Madam, see you at Joe Eighteen."

"Sit down."

As soon as Mrs. Jo turned around, the gentle breeze brushed the hair on her cheeks, which looked particularly moving.

It was so forgetful that Qiao Eighteen forgot to sit down.

Mrs. Qiao said with a kind face: "What? What are you looking at? ”

Qiao 18 realized the rudeness, so he said: "On such a good night, the moonlight is as clean as it is, and people can't help but immerse themselves in it. ”

In this way, I'm afraid there is only nonsense.

Thanks to Mrs. Qiao's appreciation, once a person is famous, no matter what you say, it will be over-interpreted.

"Mr. Qiao, it's still so elegant."

Mrs. Jo actually called herself sir.

"Madame torments me, I dare not call myself sir."

"You are a genius with such a rhythm, and it is not an exaggeration to call you sir. Come on, sit down, I prepared thin wine and some game, how about we eat wine and admire the moon together? ”

This Mrs. Qiao is really idle, so she asked him to come over to compose lyrics, so that she can add some fun and elegance, and it will not make people gossip.

Otherwise, if the family and the mistress of Qiao's Mansion meet on such occasions, I am afraid that it will make people gossip. Today, Gong Qiao is not in Qiao's mansion, but there are many eyes and ears, and he can't mess around.

Compared with Qiao Gong's coppery smell, he Qiao can be said to be much more elegant.

"Caiyun, pour wine for Mr. Qiao!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Caiyun stretched out her slender jade hand, her wrist white and red, and she was extremely exquisite.

"Joe... Please use it sir. ”

Caiyun, who originally wanted to be called Qiao Eighteen, suddenly changed her words, after all, Mrs. called Qiao Eighteen like that, how could she dare to call him Qiao Eighteen again, wouldn't it be rude.

Qiao Eighteen looked up and saw Caiyun's eyes.

At this time, the eyes are facing each other, and there seems to be electricity.

Caiyun has a thin skin and a slightly red face, so avoid it immediately.

Then he went to Mrs. Joe, and poured wine into Madame Joe's wine bottle.

Unlike Qiao Eighteen, he stared at others. If it weren't for Madame Joe's presence, he would have pounced.

Mrs. Qiao didn't seem to notice anything unusual between the two, picked up the wine bottle and said, "Please! ”

"Please!"

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, if it weren't for the crossing that day, Qiao Eighteen would probably still be just a little family member who was working the side, how could he have the right to sit with the beautiful lady of Qiao's mansion, how could he enjoy the service of Caiyun, the first maid in the house.

Mrs. Qiao chatted about family life, and Qiao Eighteen also dealt with them one by one, and the two said that they were admiring the moon, but it was just small talk, just like the kind of small talk between friends. Qiao Eighteen, who was still a little restrained, slowly let go in the back, probably because he drank some wine.

Fortunately, these are not modern wines, and the degree is not high, at most it is similar to beer, as long as you don't drink too much, you will not get drunk.

"This bright moon is full, why don't you Mr. Qiao write a lyric for this month?"

Sure enough, it should come, it will still come, Mrs. Qiao is probably in love with Qiao Eighteen's words, this kind of spiritual food, of course, the more the better.

Fortunately, Qiao 18 was prepared in advance, he searched for the lyrics and songs in his head, and a song sung by Faye Wong instantly came to his heart, this song is related to the moon, and there is wine, it doesn't fit too well with the whole scene.

But he couldn't agree too quickly, but hesitated for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll make a song with this bright moon and this wine." ”

"Sir, please!"

Qiao 18 pretended to pick up the wine bottle, got up, took a small sip of wine, looked at the wine again at the bright moon, and thought for a moment.

He wouldn't tell the two of them that emotions were brewing at this time, not thinking about how to compose lyrics.

At this point, he spoke.

"When is the Bright Moon"

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Song Ci began in the Liang Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty, formed in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Song Dynasty, is the crown of ancient Chinese literature glorious pearl, in the ancient Chinese literature Lang Yuan, she is a fragrant garden.

And this song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" was composed by Su Shi, and later generations filled in the music and sang, which was the pinnacle of that era.

While singing, he looked at the two beauties around him, and the two girls were also fascinated and thoughtful.

At the same time, the two of them closed their eyes and listened to the song quietly.

Not only that, but even the family members also turned their heads one after another, such a tune is too beautiful.

There is no hierarchy of music, and people can't help but listen to beautiful melodies when they hear them.

After the song was played, Mrs. Qiao did not open her eyes.

Under the fiery red light, such a plump body looks particularly eye-catching.

It's a kind of charm that belongs to mature women.

"What is this called?"

"When is the Bright Moon"

"When is the bright moon"! Good! I wish people a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Mr. Qiao's lyrics are really surprising! No, I'll have to take note of it, Caiyun! ”

"Madame! I'm here! ”

"Go to the room and get pen and ink, I'm going to write this word!"

"Yes! Madam! ”

No matter how cold Caiyun was, in front of Mrs. Qiao, she didn't dare.

When she just left, she subconsciously glanced at Qiao Shiba, she must have wondered how much ink was still in this man's belly, and he had created such a popular word three times and twice.

"Stand down, all of you! I need to be quiet when I write! ”

When Caiyun went, Mrs. Qiao said to the family again.

"Yes!"

All the family members did not dare to disobey and retreated directly.

This...... Does this count as dividing everyone and leaving room for the two of them to be alone?

made Qiao Eighteen a little surprised, Mrs. Qiao couldn't bear it so soon?