The pavilion is octagonal in shape, with a large area and can accommodate about twenty people.

There is a yellow dragon that has taken off the paint on the top of the round pavilion, although the paint has fallen off, but it also looks majestic and majestic, the dragon soars all over the world, so that this pavilion has also become majestic. There are a few lines engraved on the eight pillars that support the pavilion, like a poem, but because it has been in disrepair for a long time, the pavilion is a bit old, and it is in the center of the lake, so the repair situation is not very good.

Several boats were parked around the pavilion, and the captains of the boats seemed to be discussing something.

In the pavilion, there are also six or seven stone benches for visitors to sit on and melons, fruits, and wine utensils.

After Zhang Cheng and Shishi went to the pavilion, some scholars and ladies in the pavilion looked at them, but they mainly looked at Shishi.

And Zhang Cheng was also very surprised to meet two acquaintances here, it turned out that the world was so small, one was Su Yourong, who had a marriage contract, and the other was Han Wenqing, who was comparing poems in Luoyu Pavilion.

Han Wenqing didn't seem to have the intention of greeting Zhang Cheng, so Zhang Cheng didn't go to hot face and stick to other people's butts. However, Su Yourong bowed to Zhang Cheng from afar, and Zhang Cheng also nodded in response.

"Childe, did that woman know you?" Shishi asked curiously.

"Hmm." Zhang Cheng replied softly, without much explanation.

"Oh, why didn't that boy go up and say hello?" Shishi continued to ask.

Zhang Cheng glanced in the direction of Su Yourong, turned his head and replied, "It's not convenient, forget it." “

Shishi saw that Zhang Cheng seemed to have an unspeakable reason and didn't ask again.

In fact, Zhang Cheng was very surprised to see Su Yourong again, he didn't expect the world to be so small that he could meet him in Hangzhou. Although Su Yourong doesn't have the inner torment and excitement that he felt at that time, he felt a little uncomfortable after all. In addition, there is also Han Wenqing, so the good mood when he came here has already disappeared halfway at this time.

"Childe, Childe!" Seeing that Zhang Cheng was in a daze, Shishi shook her hand twice in front of Zhang Cheng.

After Zhang Cheng reacted, he knew that he was very out of shape, and apologized with a smile at Shishi.

"Childe, there's an empty table over there, let's go and sit over there and rest for a while." Shishi looked at the only empty table in the pavilion and suggested to Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly, and then moved to the empty table with Shishi.

After sitting down, Shishi asked Zhang Cheng again: "Childe, who is that girl?" “

Zhang Cheng crossed his chin with his hands and looked at the blue sky outside the side pavilion and said, "That girl's name is Su Yourong." After saying that, he paused again, as if he was considering whether to tell Shishi or not, but finally decided to tell Shishi, "That girl used to ...... Once my fiancée! “

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Shishi was very surprised, a pair of beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, her eyes were wide open, and she had an incredible expression.

Because he was quite shocked, he turned his head to look at Su Yourong, and it happened that Su Yourong was also looking at Shishi, and in this way, the two pairs of eyes filled the air with a silent gunpowder battlefield, which seemed to explode as soon as it was touched.

Perhaps it was not very polite to stare at them for a long time, and the two women ended this silent battlefield. But Shishi could see that the girl seemed to care about Zhang Cheng a little.

Shishi saw that Zhang Cheng's interest at this time was not too high, so she stopped asking about this topic.

"Childe, how do you feel about being in the middle of the lake in the West Lake now?" Shishi said in order to divert Zhang Cheng's attention.

"I don't have any feelings, but I sigh a lot. It's your poetry, what do you gain when you come here again? Zhang Cheng calmed down and asked rhetorically.

"If you want to say that the harvest is the song taught by Childe, Childe, why are these tunes of yours so different from ours, but the melody is exceptionally good?" Shishi showed a playful face and asked the question she wanted to ask.

"It's nothing, it's all sung in our hometown." Zhang Cheng didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, so he was casually perfunctory.

"So, do you have any other good songs?" Shishi asked curiously.

"If you want to say something nice, but there is a song, why, do you still want to hear it?" Zhang Cheng said with a smile.

Shishi held her chin with both hands, looked at Zhang Cheng affectionately, and said, "Childe, sing one more!" “

Zhang Cheng sighed, shook his head with a smile and said, "You, okay, then I'll sing one, this song has some relationship with the one I taught you to sing on the boat before." “

Zhang Cheng cleared his throat and sang softly in a low voice:

Wait for a thousand years, wait for once

I have no regrets about waiting for a thousand years

Who whispers in your ear that love me will never change

Just for this sentence, there is no complaint

The rain is heartbroken, the wind is crying

Dreams linger and love is far away

Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh

The water of the West Lake is my tears

I'm willing to be a flame with you

Yes... Yes... Yes...

.......

"It's good, it's good." The poems and poems applauded Zhang Cheng with their true feelings.

Zhang Cheng waved his hand at Shishi and said to Shishi: "Actually, this song will be more perfect with gourd silk." “

"This son is invited, the slave family Feiyan is polite, but I don't know what song the son sang just now is very good." Two women walked next to the corner, one of whom spoke to Zhang Cheng.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Zhang Cheng gave a salute to the Feiyan girl and said, "It's okay to sing nonsense, Feiyan girl doesn't have to care." “

"Childe is really good at laughing, how can the slave family sing blindly when he hears such a beautiful song for the first time, and he hasn't asked the name of this girl and Childe yet." Feiyan chuckled softly. After a pause, he said, "I heard Childe say just now that this song will sound better with gourd silk, and the slave family has a flute, I don't know if Childe can do it." ”

"Under Zhangcheng."

"Concubine, Liu Shishi."

Zhang Cheng and Shishi responded.

After reporting his name, Zhang Cheng said to Feiyan: "The flute is naturally okay, but it's a pity that I can't play the flute, so I disappointed the girl." ”

Just when Feiyan was a little disappointed, Shishi asked Zhang Cheng: "The melody poems and poems that Gongzi sang just now are all written down, and Shishi can play the flute, so how about letting Shishi play." “

Zhang Cheng saw Shishi volunteering, so he could only smile wryly and nod in agreement.

When she heard the poetry girl opposite the boy say that she wanted to play it, Feiyan instructed the girl ring behind her to take out the flute and hand it to the poetry heartily. After Shishi took the flute, she tried the sound, and said to Zhang Cheng and Feiyan: "I haven't sung for a long time, if you are not up to standard, please bear with Gongzi and Feiyan girl." “

Feiyan smiled and said, "Miss Shishi, please take care of yourself, don't have too much pressure." “

And Zhang Cheng smiled slightly.

The poem lightly holds the handle of the flute, holds it horizontally to the mouth, and blows the tune of once in a thousand years, sometimes sounding, sometimes low, and the hand has to change and press the flute hole from time to time to show the difference in the sound of the flute. The unique timbre of the flute permeated the pavilion, and the surrounding area was quiet, and the eyes of all sides were focused on Shishi. The melody played by the flute is elegant and light, quiet and far-reaching; Like a gurgling stream, tactful and crisp, chanting and singing; It is like the original scenery of a hometown, without lead carving, fresh and natural, the wind blows into the ears, so that the tassels in the ears become fluttering.

At the end of the song, there was a round of applause, and the poems bowed to all sides to show their gratitude.

"But this girl doesn't know what song she plays, and she has never heard such a tune and why it sounds so good." Someone in the pavilion praised it.

At this time, Feiyan opened her mouth and said to the surrounding crowd: "The flute played by the poetry girl is certainly good, but the song sung by this son is also unusual. “

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile when he saw this Feiyan girl burning the flames of war to him.

"Oh, yes, I don't know what to call this son, in the next season, I wonder if the son can show his voice for everyone?" A young man clasped his fists and saluted Zhang Cheng.

The surrounding crowd was coaxing, and Miss Feiyan seemed to like to watch the play very much, and said to Zhang Cheng: "Zhang Gongzi, since everyone is so enthusiastic, why don't you play a song with this poetry girl to show your fun." “

Zhang Cheng was a little arrogant when he saw that everyone was so uplifted, so he said to everyone: "Okay, since everyone is destined to gather in Huxin Pavilion, then Zhang Cheng will sing a song for everyone to show his fun." “

After finishing speaking, he whispered to Shishi to discuss it, and Shishi couldn't help blushing when she saw Zhang Cheng talking to each other in front of so many people, and nodded shyly to show that she understood.

In this way, the two played together, and Zhang Cheng's gentle water-like singing and the euphemistic and crisp flute sound of the poem conquered all the people in the pavilion.

At the end of the day, everyone was still immersed in the beautiful melody. It wasn't until Miss Feiyan woke up everyone after clapping her hands softly that everyone reacted and applauded more enthusiastically.

"Zhang Gongzi, poetry girl, it's better to meet by chance, I wonder if the two of you can move the table to drink together and write poems and lyrics?" Ma Ji sent an invitation to Zhang Cheng and Shishi very seriously.

After Zhang Cheng and Shishi glanced at each other, he said to Ma Ji Shili: "So, Zhang Cheng and Shishi are disturbed, please." “

Everyone greeted Zhang Cheng and Miss Shishi warmly after seeing that Ma Ji invited them over, but Su Yourong and Han Wenqing, who were standing on the side, had different expressions on their faces. Su Yourong's eyes were full of complicated looks, and there seemed to be some struggle and some remorse in his heart. And Han Wenqing was blushing, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his right hand was in the shape of a fist, as if he was unwilling.

Ma Ji saw that everyone was enthusiastic and proposed a competition couplet to everyone to show their fun, and everyone agreed.

"In that case, then I'll start first, and gather ‖ joys and sorrows to have a glass of wine." Ma Ji said first.

"Thousands of miles from north to south ‖ east to west." As soon as Ma Ji finished speaking, a scholar next to him answered.

The scholar made his debut again: "Lotus flowers on all sides‖ willows on three sides." “

"A city with mountains ‖ half a city lake." Not long after the scholar finished speaking, Miss Feiyan preemptively said.

"One bamboo‖ one ‖orchid, one stone."

"There is a festival‖ there is incense, ‖ bones."

The two sides come and go, so unhappy.

Ma Ji saw that Zhang Chenggan was sitting and didn't participate, so he stepped forward and asked, "Brother Zhang, why don't you couplet." “

Zhang Cheng stood up, just wanted to speak, but didn't think of inserting a very uncomfortable word halfway: "Brother Ma, this Zhang Gongzi is very good at couplets, so I think I don't care to participate." “

After Zhang Cheng heard the familiar voice, he turned his head to look at the owner of the voice, Han Wenqing!