"Whoever doesn't know it is like fire, and turns into a moth and pounces on it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The voice is extremely soft, dressed in blue, and the delicate face can't see joy, anger and grievances, this person is a cherished flower.

"Chen Qi? It's not badly written. "It's just that love is still too extravagant for me, since I came to the Ruyi Building, I can't help myself in the future, and then I can't talk about this Ruyi Building......

"Miss." The little maid in Tsing Yi on the side hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Miss, this poem was written by Chen Gongzi at the expense of someone." ”

Xihua sighed lightly, what about asking someone to do it, what Ruyilou wants is not a great talent, but the real money of Xuehuahua, and ...... Xihua looked at the little maid in Tsing Yi, with some envy in her eyes and a hint of helplessness.

After watching some more one after another, Xihua sighed lightly in her heart, but I am afraid that there is nothing better. It is said that Chen Gongzi is handsome and has a good family background, and it is not a grievance to comb for himself. Maybe that's the best outcome.

"Giving Flowers", hey, how is this word a little beautiful, not like a man wrote. Xihua subconsciously thought.

"Yangcheng Silk Tube Day Rush"

"Half into the river and half into the clouds"

"This song is only because of heaven"

"It's rare to hear it in the world"

At the end, there are three big characters on the book.

The whole poem is full of praise and praise, although Xihua is more complacent about his piano skills, but it is the first time that such a gorgeous praise is made. There was a flush on his face......

When the little maid in Tsing Yi heard the voice, she leaned over to take a look, covered her small mouth, and was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing, Li'er?" Xihua was a little puzzled.

Li'er hurriedly said: "Miss, don't you know, this Yu Zixuan is known all over the city, I don't know how many women from good families have been harmed, Miss, you can't see him." ”

"You mean this Yu Zixuan is ......" Although she has only been in Anyang for a few days, she has heard of Yu Dashao's reputation.

"Who else is there besides him, a group of four people called seven girls to accompany them, hum."

Xihua is a little crying and laughing, this pity seems to have a big prejudice against this Yu Gongzi. However, when Li'er said this, Xihua was even more curious about Yu Zixuan.

took Li'er's little hand and patted it gently, "Okay, you go and invite Yu Gongzi to come up." ”

"Miss......"

"Huh?"

In the end, Li'er still pouted and withdrew.

Li'er walked straight to the stairs, and the noise below gradually quieted down, full of anticipation. It's like the candidates waiting for the release of the list.

"Which one is Yu Zixuan, Yu Gongzi? My Miss Xihua is invited. ”

This invitation is tantamount to a bombshell, like a fuse, and there is a noise below.

"Who is this Yu Zixuan?"

"No way, I don't believe it."

"Does he have that ability in Zixuan?"

The three people at the same table looked at Yu Zixuan directly, and suddenly, Mo Siming said excitedly, "Zixuan, tell my brother quickly, who did you ask for this poem." ”

Du Fu, haven't you heard of it? You don't know if I just say it, Yu Zixuan is a little happy in his heart, the Tang poems and Song lyrics that I memorized in school before are still very useful~ I just need to say that I made it myself, who can find a refutation?

"Siming, in fact, I came late today, just reading at home, which is not suddenly inspired, so I made this poem."

Mo Siming and the three of them looked at Yu Zixuan in disbelief, don't be funny, what are you, don't you know how many brothers you are, let you watch the flower girl, are you still interested, can you read the book?

Being stared at by such a suspicious gaze, Rao is Yu Zixuan was thick-skinned enough, and he couldn't help blushing a little, but fortunately, he drank a lot of wine and covered it.

Wei Wei, who was on the side, said quietly: "The slave believes that this poem was written by Gongzi. ”

Ahem, Yu Zixuan no longer paid attention to everyone, got up and walked to the front of the steps, ignoring those envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

"Down there is Yu Zixuan."

Is this Yu Zixuan? It's okay to look upside down. However, when I think of those bad things, the tone becomes not so good.

"Come with me."

Why do you listen to the tone, this girl seems to be dissatisfied with me, and her memory doesn't seem to have slept with her, right?

"Wait." After Chen Qi's voice, the others got out of the way, and after walking to the front, "Can his poems written by Yu Zixuan be better than everyone present?" Don't say I don't believe it, I'm afraid it will only make people think it's a joke. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone said.

"yes, I don't believe it either."

"That's it, when will he Yu Zixuan write poems, and he still asks someone to do it."

Everyone had opinions, and seeing that there was a big disagreement and was about to make trouble, the old bustard couldn't bear it, so he handed over an inquiring look to Li'er, called over, and asked in a low voice, "Is it a mistake to cherish the flowers?" ”

"Make no mistake, Yu Gongzi's poems are indeed excellent works." Although Li'er was a little dissatisfied with Zixuan, she also wanted to say, "That's right, what he wrote is rubbish." But she herself has read the song "Giving Flowers", and it is better than others.

I was sure again and again, after Li'er nodded, the old bustard was calm, no problem, if you really want to make trouble, Ruyi Building is not a place where anyone can go wild.

said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will ask someone to take out Yu Gongzi's poems later, and let you appraise them, Ruyi Lou will open the door to do business, and naturally he will not do anything to deceive the guests." ”

Yu Zixuan looked at Chen Qi playfully, cast a contemptuous look, and secretly laughed in his heart. Du Fu's "Gift of Flowers", not to mention giving it to the Qinglou woman, even if it is a music family, it is a big killer. Who in the world doesn't like to listen to nice words, exaggerated, this poem is extremely appreciative of music, and the rhetoric is gorgeous, but it is difficult for anyone to surpass it.

Sample, you're still fighting with your brother. Brother Ke can chant a few sentences of the poems of the major poets of China for 5,000 years, isn't abusing you the same as abusing elementary school students?

"Silly fork." Yu Zixuan spit out a sentence lightly, ignored it, turned around and followed Li'er upstairs.

Although Chen Qi doesn't understand the meaning of a stupid fork, he can still understand the word "stupid" in front of him, and it is definitely not a good word to connect it. Thinking that he was insulted in public, Chen Qi was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

He Yu Zixuan blatantly scolded me!

Later, I'll see what great works you can write about the eldest prince Yu. Hum.

in the room.

Yu Zixuan sat at the table, listening to the sound of the piano, a layer of silk curtains in the inner room blocked, and only vaguely visible figures could be seen, but looking at the figure, it should not be bad, and besides, the top card of this Qinglou will not be bad.

The sound of the piano is still the same, but there is one more person in the room, Yu Zixuan said with a little dissatisfaction: "Is this your way of cherishing flowers?" Invite guests to come up and don't ask, don't even have a cup of tea? ”

The sound of the piano was interrupted, and a woman in blue opened the silk curtain and walked out.

Calm, this is the first feeling Yu Zixuan sees. The expression that had pretended to be dissatisfied before instantly calmed down, as if his heart would become calm when he saw this person.

"Is Yu Gongzi so impatient?" The voice was as light as a hollow.

Yu Zixuan narrowed his eyes, unscrupulously looked at the flowers in front of him, his figure was slender, his face was elegant and vulgar, and he had a light spirit. The skin is fairer than snow, the eyes are like a pool of clear water, under the light of the fire, the complexion is as clear as jade, and the voice is soft and crisp, which is extremely beautiful.

"Zixuan, I slept and cherished the flowers, and slapped Chen Qi's face, so that he couldn't raise his head when he saw us in the future." Mo Siming's voice seemed to appear in his ears again.

Yu Dashao was worried in his heart, did I sleep with her, or did I sleep with her?

PS: Ahem, who doesn't know it is like fire, turns into a moth and pounces on it, and comes up with it blindly...... I have to collect one for this! Hey!