Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Wine Beauty is Beautiful and the Scenery is Beautiful
Singing and dancing, the beauty is like a breeze, and there is no wave. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Step by step, such as white petals, floating on the water, rippling blue waves, very beautiful, the fairy stepped on the petals, white clothes curled, intoxicating white as the moon cheeks, hair off half a thread, not only did not hinder her beauty, but also added three points of style.
After one person comes out, ten thousand flowers wither, one flower blooms, and the flowers are dim and discolored.
The maid can't compete with the bright moon, the light is concentrated on her alone, at this moment, she is a person, which means that she is indeed beautiful.
White is her favorite and her most beautiful side.
White, eyes full of white, as if the world is all white.
As far as the eye can see, it is completely white, and there is only a touch of white in everyone's eyes, and that is the center of everything.
The first Oiran of the girder - Liu Ruobai.
The singing and dancing stopped, she blessed her body, and her voice was sweet: "Concubine Liu Ruobai has seen all the sons." ”
There is a smile on her plain face, and there is a trace of seriousness in her smile, but in the eyes of all the scholars, she is an impeccable, unblasphemous, and inviolable fairy.
A smile and a smile all seduced their hearts, and many people were intoxicated, sunk, and unable to extricate themselves.
After Liu Ruobai bowed, she looked at the Lingzhou scholar with a smile, and roughly swept around, she didn't stop at anyone, she was just a guest in Lingzhou, and after tonight, she would leave here, no need to be nostalgic.
Liang scholars gathered in Luodu, whether it is literary or moral, Luodu is several levels higher than Lingzhou, I don't want to be able to find talents, and I don't want to find the one I like.
"The concubine has just arrived, please appreciate your face, today is the Shangyuan Festival, you can take the time to come here to the concubine, the concubine has nothing to repay, give a salute first."
Without waiting for everyone to stay, she owed herself, got up and said: "It's rare to go to the Yuan Festival, the concubine is willing to enjoy the beautiful scenery with all the sons, chant poems, sing and dance, I don't know which son will come first to offer ugliness." ”
From beginning to end, she took the initiative, with her words and deeds, encouraging everyone present, and moving forward along the path she set, Chen Yifan glanced at it a few times, and roughly judged in his heart that this woman is not simple, her aura is strong enough, Ziyue and him can't be compared, not the same level of people.
No wonder she can be the first Oiran of the beam, this woman is not simple.
"Xiaosheng Murong Fu, I am here to offer ugliness, the poem is not good, please forgive me." He coughed and said, "Ah, what a big moon, you are so beautiful." Ah, what a beautiful boy, you are so beautiful, ah, ah, ah! ”
The scholar around him couldn't stand it, and kicked him down, what the hell, this kind of goods also want to be ugly, you are cheap, not ugly.
"Zhou Zou, the fourth genius in Xia Lingzhou, walked and saw Miss Liu."
Liu Ruobai bent her body slightly, but she didn't go down yet, she got up immediately, looked carefully, and it was not difficult to find that she just pulled her clothes and didn't salute.
"Ahem, in this poem, I am meditating hard, meditating hard, thinking for a long time, thinking for a long time, thinking for a long time, repeatedly, continuously, one after another, anyway, I have been thinking about it for a long time, when will it be, this has to start when I was seven or eight years old, at that time, I was still studying in a private school, and the teacher was a very, very strict person."
"If you don't agree with each other, you will be beaten...... Ahh ”
Well, someone couldn't help it, kicked this person away, according to what you said, I don't know if I can finish it tomorrow, it's a complete waste of our time, if you don't write poetry, you can't write poetry, why pretend.
After that, a few people went up one after another, all pretending to be forced, except for those who were full of mouths, it was Confucius who said, hearing that Liu Ruobai's face gradually became worse, and he began to muttered in his heart, this is the so-called Lingzhou Shizi?
Are you sure you're not here to be funny?
However, they are here to be funny, Chen Yifan and a few people looked at it, it was very funny, tears came out, talents, since ancient times, poetry will have many talents, and sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me.
"No, I'm laughing to death." Meng Hao laughed heartily, his voice was so loud that it caused several scholars to be dissatisfied, and after seeing that it was Chen Yifan, he lowered his head with a strange face, and he didn't hear anything.
"Chen Yifan, do you think they're here to be funny? Why can't I stop, oops, laughing at me. ”
The laughter is getting louder and louder, and there are more and more people paying attention to him, and his face is naturally not good-looking, but no one comes to trouble him, this scene makes Meng Hao very strange, and it is difficult to restrain him, and Meng Hao is puzzled.
"Why don't they come to us for trouble? Doesn't it mean that the current scholars are all bad-tempered? You have to fight at every turn, how can this be? ”
Xiao Liang smiled and waved his hand: "You don't know, it's not that they don't want to, but they don't dare." ”
"Oh?" Meng Hao's eyes fell on Chen Yifan and blinked.
Xiao Liang was speechless, so he had to tell him what happened before, how Chen Yifan slapped them in the face, don't talk about them, the scholars of Lingzhou almost left, and they didn't dare to meet Chen Yifan.
Only then did they leave a lot of crooked melons and cracked dates, so they were in a state of interest, hiding from a distance and watching, not wanting to get close.
There is no great talent, Liu Ruobai in front of him is very embarrassed, halfway through the event, he can't do it anymore, he finds a reason to retreat from being unwell, and in the backyard, Liu Ruobai sits on a chair with a strange face, staring at the teapot.
What the hell is going on? Why is it that none of the people who come today can do it? All of them are a group of scoundrels, or they are people who don't have my literary talents, whether she Liu Ruobai is too famous, or the people in Lingzhou deliberately embarrass her.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still didn't understand, and after a while, the maid came back, her face was very embarrassed, and Liu Ruobai couldn't wait to ask: "How is it?" Did you find it? ”
The maid Miaomiao nodded awkwardly, and whispered in detail in Liu Ruobai's ear, and after finishing speaking, the faces of the two of them were not good-looking.
"Miaomiao, these are all true?"
The maid Miaomiao nodded and said: "Miss, really, the scholars in Lingzhou all say so, Lingzhou originally had a very good literary style, and also had many talented sons, such as Lingzhou's first genius Mo Chenggui, the second genius Yin Fei, the third genius Bai Zixu, and many scholars, all left." ”
"They either went to Luodu, or went to other places, some of them didn't go out directly, they were isolated from the world, Miss, it's not that the Lingzhou scholars are targeting us, but it's not the right time for us to come."
The maid also wanted to cry, who would have thought that there would be such a thing, they were all gone, all because of one person.
"What about Chen Yifan's person? Didn't he come tonight? Liu Ruobai remembered that there was another person, the culprit.
"It's coming, but he's been here for a while and then gone." Seeing that the young lady's face was not good, the maid continued: "Chen Yifan is a very low-key person, almost never appears in Shilin, as far as the slave maid knows, he made two poems, namely "Mulan Words, Quasi-Ancient Decisive Words" and "Butterfly Love Flowers, Leaning on the Dangerous Building Wind". ”
"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”
"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will. I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. ”
The maid chanted two words, and the admiration in her heart suddenly filled her face, her chubby face, her eyes were shining, her small body was cheering, and she imagined that scene in her mind.
Liu Ruobai's face gradually darkened, and the two words, each of which made her heart tremble, fluttering wildly, as if she had met the person she liked, and she couldn't suppress the joy in her heart.
"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan."
"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi."
"What kind of person is he?"
Each description describes the sorrow in the author's heart, a touch of sadness, word by word, clearly visible, chattering and chattering, Liu Ruobai's face slid down two lines of tears, the sorrow in his heart, sorrow, how can it not be the sorrow in his heart.
Thinking of the experience over the years, I burst into tears.
"Miss, are you crying?" The maid Miaomiao said with concern.
Liu Ruobai wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes after realizing it, looked down at the cup, her slender fingers held the cup, and her heart was full of thoughts.
"Chen Yifan?"
She Liu Ruobai remembered this person, just two words, enough to touch her heart, she hadn't cried for a long time, and she hadn't been so sad for a long time.
"Miss, are we going out shopping?" For a long time, the maid asked in a whisper, the Shangyuan Festival, the lanterns were everywhere, the lights were bright, the beautiful sky, and the beautiful fireworks were crossed.
"You, you, after watching it for so many years, you still can't change your playful nature." Liu Ruobai nodded at the tip of her nose.
The maid said shyly: "Miss, people just like to be lively." ”
"Yes, yes, you like to be lively, but don't you get bored?"
The maid hurriedly shook her head: "Don't you think, miss, don't you be so cold, guessing lantern riddles and watching fireworks is not a great joy in life?" Maybe after the young lady goes out, she can meet Ruyi Langjun! ”
The last few words, more and more quiet, almost inaudible, Liu Ruobai smiled for a moment, touched her head, and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy, Ruyi Langjun, Langjun is easy, Ruyi is unsatisfactory, but it is difficult to say." ”
The more you have seen and experienced, the more you will understand.
In their line of work, they saw hundreds of people, all kinds of people, and the sisters around them thought that they had found Ruyi Langjun, but as a result, none of them could be happy.
After a few years, when you get old, your body is not good, you will naturally be abandoned, or a better woman will appear, you have no advantage, what use do you want.
Men, as is usually the case, get it, but they don't know how to cherish it, they can't get it, and they desperately want to get it.