Chapter Seventy-Nine: Twenty Famous Cities

The title of "Miss" was only used to refer to Ji Nu in the Song Dynasty.

Qin Cao was uncomfortable being called like this at first, but now how many years have passed, she has gradually become accustomed to it.

After all, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

The little girl next to Qin Cao is called Layer Luan, the name was given by her, and there are some unspeakable meanings in it.

Her hometown is in Huating, not far from Hangzhou, but separated by several mountains. Mountains and mountains, that is the place where the piano is empty, but it is difficult to return.

"Don't mess around," Qin Cao looked at the pouting layers, couldn't help but reach out to pinch her puffed face, and laughed, "This is the song I'm going to sing tomorrow night, if I don't get it done today, when?" ”

"Huh? Sister Qin wants to sing this one? "At the age of twelve or thirteen, I was bought into the Moon Boat since I was a child, and I always knew some things. She looked at the song again, scratched her head and said, "Wouldn't it be too bleak, tomorrow is a lively and happy day after all, isn't it good to sing this?" ”

Qin Cao smiled: "It's not just this one, what are you afraid of." Prepare a few more songs, and save yourself from making a fool of yourself when the time comes. Besides, this one is poignant at first glance, but the more you think about it, the more flavorful it becomes. You say, isn't there a kind of arrogance in this 'scattered mud and dust'? ”

After thinking about it, this is indeed the truth, so he smiled and said, "Anyway, what Miss said makes sense, I can't say it." It's just that you must have a good rest tonight, and the window must not be opened, otherwise it is easy to catch a cold. At this time, those who are warm and cold at first glance are most likely to catch the wind chill. If I delay tomorrow's feast, my mother will not have to break my leg! ”

"Got it, you worried little one!" Qin Cao reached out and pinched the tip of her nose and sighed, "You, you started grinding at a young age." If you get older, you don't know what you're going to look like! ”

Hearing this, Layer Luan glared angrily at a pair of round eyes, and said angrily: "Hmph! The mountains have to follow Sister Qin all the time! When the time comes, Sister Qin will naturally know what the mountains will look like! ”

Qin Cao smiled heartily, no longer teased her, only used some tea and refreshments, and continued to bow his head to play the piano.

Layers of mountains looked at each other and asked a few words from time to time.

"Sister Qin, you say, is this painting good or not?"

Qin Cao said while tuning the piano: "At that time, Sister Liangchen also said that this one, the poem is the top grade, the painting is the middle grade, and the calligraphy is the middle grade. Sister Liangchen is a middle and high master, and what she judges will naturally not be a problem. ”

"The painting is of medium quality." Curiously approached to see, looked at it for a long time, and did not see the essential difference between the painting on it and the plum blossom embroidery on his fan, so he simply gave up and turned his head to look at the words in the upper left corner.

Because of following the piano exercises, the literacy and writing of the layers are taught by the piano operators, although the layers have not learned much, but the ordinary common words can be recognized and written. Although calligraphy is not counted, I can always understand the quality of calligraphy.

"It's really well written, is this just a middle and lower grade?" Layers sighed.

Qin Cao said with a smile: "Sister Liangchen is measured by the things in her store, this handwriting, if it is compared with ordinary people, it is naturally very good, but in a place like the calligraphy and painting shop, compared with everyone, of course, there is still a big difference." ”

"That's right." Layer Luan nodded, and asked curiously, "What about your words, Sister Qin?" How does it compare to those guys? ”

Qin Cao was slightly startled, and couldn't help but turn around and poke her forehead with her finger, and said: "The stinky girl really doesn't know the depth, and my handwriting can really be recognized, where can it be called calligraphy!" In the future, you must not go out and talk nonsense, and be laughed at by others. ”

"Oh, the layers know it, and they don't dare anymore!" Layer Luan covered his forehead and hid back, and said with a smile, "I think Sister Qin's handwriting is very beautiful, very delicate, yes, didn't Lord Zhizhou praise Sister Qin's words for having aura?" ”

"Do you believe that kind of scene? I don't know what you've seen in the Moon Drinking Boat all these years. Qin Cao sighed helplessly. She looked at the song "Fortune Operator" again, and said objectively, "Actually, this word is still very good, very stylish, which is what ordinary people can't do." It's a pity that the payment was not made, and I don't know who wrote it...... Ay! The key is this poem, it's so good to fill in! ”

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There are four joys in the world.

A long drought is a nectar, and a foreign country meets a hometown. The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is inscribed.

On this day, it is the joy of congratulatory congratulations with the title of the gold list, happy under the dock of West Lake, half red face and half book.

Hongyan is the beautiful flower on the Fengyue Alley of Hangzhou City, the painting boat on the boat, and the piano song is not slow, just matching these 20 high-level cities like water.

Chu Feng had long known that he was going to come to participate in this kind of banquet, but at first, he thought that he was here as an examination staff, but as the so-called people have good and bad luck, but the difference is simply a few days, when he came here, he became a scholar with the same title on the gold list.

But even if it is the same title of the gold list, there are always differences between individuals.

Just as Chu Feng and Liu Zhengqing are now boarding the ship together, everyone's eyes will gather here, and they will talk about it.

"What kind of romantic person am I, it turns out that it's just like that!"

People's eyes stopped on Chu Feng's body one after another, although they were not embarrassed to look directly, but the whispering could not be stopped.

Chu Feng listened to the gossip in his ear, looked at the "wave heart, cold moon silent" in front of him, and sighed shallowly in his heart.

"Thank you, sir!"

The boat for the feast anchored in the West Lake, and the picture was quiet. Chu Feng and Liu Zhengqing came over on a fishing boat, and at this time, Liu Zhengqing took out a few coins from his sleeve and handed them to the fisherman.

"Don't dare to take it! Don't dare to take it! The fisherman smiled, "You are all dragons and phoenixes among people, the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing, ordinary people like the old man, who can carry a ride has already been blessed, where do you dare to collect money!" Ha ha! ”

So saying, the fisherman swung away.

Chu Feng and the others thanked them loudly, and then were led by the servants on the ship to board the ship on the second floor.

"Two Langjun, please come with me, dare to ask a name?"

"It turns out that the two of them are the first Lang Jun in today's department, congratulations!"

Chu Feng and the others informed them one by one, and this person immediately responded, but he couldn't help but glance at Chu Feng more, but Chu Feng only didn't see him.

led the two to the second floor, and informed them of their location: "Please sit at will next to the left hand, Lord Zhizhou said, tonight is just a casual banquet, don't pay attention to too much, everyone just have fun." ”

So the man went away.

"Ahem! Brother Chu, you don't care about them, you shouldn't look at these things that have never seen the world! ”

Not to mention Chu Feng, even Liu Zhengqing was uncomfortable with the eyes along the way. At this time, seeing that there were few people around, I couldn't help but bow my head and say a word of relief.