Chapter 39 Prologue (Ask for Collection~~~)

Chapter 39 Prologue

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In the center of the compound, the high platform is one and a half zhang high, seven zhang long, five zhang wide, the marble is round and smooth, and the steps around the high platform are lined up, and the people are overcrowded.

"Hey, what a wonderful thing it would be to be able to hear Miss Yiyun's piano at this time......"

Under the high platform, a bored soldier sitting on the east side yawned and said wistfully.

"Hehe, don't even think about it, that fairy-like character, how can he play the piano for you......"

"Yes, since Miss Yiyun retired, no one has been able to hear her piano again......"

"Ha, to put it bluntly, it's not ......"

"Brother Tai Shenyan, I heard that this Miss Yiyun has an extremely extraordinary background......"

"That's true......"

"Of course, don't you think it's strange that she debuted at the age of sixteen, retired at nineteen, and now lives alone in a small building, but no one is entangled?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, brother......" Cold sweat broke out on the head of the sneering scholar just now, and his eyes couldn't help but look around, and he was afraid.

Under the high platform, facing south and facing north, the curtain is covered, and the sedan chairs of different levels are parked on it, surrounded by various colored brocade cloths, like a reading room. It is extremely abrupt and smooth with other three sides. Those who can enter here are all relatives of the emperor and the dignitaries, and they are also the real core driving force of the whole Buddha.

"Brother Zhao, can you find good materials today?" In a drapery, a middle-aged man in civilian clothes looked at the middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt sitting on the left side of his face with a clear silhouette and said with a light smile.

That Brother Zhao looks cold, sharp and angular, and his eyes are cold, always giving people a stern feeling. He looked at the crowd around him and was silent for a while, and then smiled indifferently: "Brother Wu, don't worry, it hasn't started yet, so I don't know yet." However, I have heard the names of a few people, Chu Han, Zhou Shaoyang, Lian Yuan, Feng Youli, all of them are rare young talents. ”

Wu Fangyuan was stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Yuankui to say four names at once. Lowering his head and pondering carefully, Orr raised his head and smiled: "Chu Han, I know, it is indeed talented, and it is rare to see. Zhou Shaoyang, I have also heard that the talent is not under Chu Han. Lian Yuan, who has been recommended by Lord Wang, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, is exempted from the entrance examination. I haven't heard of it. ”

Zhao Yuankui smiled indifferently, touched his smooth chin and said with a smile: "I also occasionally heard a goose poem from him in the teahouse, and I found out that he was quite talented." A goose poem, but quite fresh and elegant, salty and light. After speaking, he frowned slightly, he was always uncomfortable with Wei Qiao's impudence and rudeness.

Wu Fangyuan's eyes flashed in surprise, and he said softly, he was able to get Zhao Yuankui's praise of 'fresh and elegant, salty and light', and it was not easy to think of this courtesy.

"Gone?" On the other curtain, a finger gently and slowly tapped on the table, and the old man suddenly said with a faint expression.

"Gone." A middle-aged man on his right, dressed in a brocade suit, replied in a low voice. If Wei Qiao was here, he would definitely recognize that he was Qin Yun! Now dressed in brocade clothes, there is a faint pride on his face that his ambition has not been rewarded.

The old man in the costume nodded lightly, looked at the high platform, and said with a smile: "Who do you think will win the championship today?" ”

Qin Yun always bowed his body, hesitated a little when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I think that Wei Gongzi is the most likely, but I don't know if he will come to the stage to compete with these scholars." ”

The eyes of the old man in Chinese clothes were surging, and then he sighed softly with pity, looked at the book "Anecdotes of Taizu" on the side, and said with a long look: "This son's surname is too peaceful, if it weren't for the life and death of the Wei family, he wouldn't show his talent if he wanted to, and he would write two poems for you." ”

Qin Yun thought in his heart that Wei Qiao's cave seemed to see through people's eyes, and he was slightly stunned in his heart, and he also faintly guessed the old man's thoughts, so he bowed his head and said nothing.

His gaze was deep, as if he had seen far away. A domineering aura that was not angry and self-righteous on his face suddenly flashed but instantly converged, his eyes looked at Gao Tai playfully, and he said with a smile: "Sometimes, once a bird leaves the forest, it is into the cage, and then it is difficult to come out. ”

Qin Yun was stunned, looking at the high platform, his eyes flashed, thoughtful.

"Why did the master send those famous posts to Wei Gongzi?" On the other road, Yi Yun looked at Master Yinkong and asked softly with a puzzled look.

Yi Yun is still secretly frightened now, those famous posts almost cover the top magnates of the entire Great Qi. Thinking back to Wei Qiao's always indifferent look, Yi Yun's heart fluttered.

Master Yinkong held the Buddha beads in his hand, smiled compassionately, and said indifferently: "Those things are useless to me, so it is better to send them to Lord Wei Shi and form a good fate." ”

Yi Yun blinked, puzzled: "Master is not afraid that Wei Gongzi will do something to hurt the common people or make a mistake with himself?" ”

Master Yinkong smiled when he heard this, and said incomprehensibly: "This old man can't control it. ”

Yi Yun was stunned, there was something in Master Yinkong's words, she lowered her head slightly, frowned and pondered.

'If you can't manage it, who cares?' ’

Master Yinkong smiled without saying a word, looking at the undisguised look of concern on Yi Yunqiao's face, and his face wrinkled even more.

Wei Qiao walked slowly, touched the knife on his waist, and his eyes were a little puzzled. When he carved the portrait of the lady just now, I don't know why, there is always a sense of familiarity in the soul, and the bottleneck encountered in the past is like flowing water, which is extremely smooth.

"Haha, Brother Zhou, this time I'm here to win the champion, right?"

Not far from the high platform, not far in front of Wei Qiao and the three of them, a group of several people laughed loudly. Because the first few times of the first place on the Buddha have won the champion, so many people think that the first place on the Buddha is the champion of the inner determination, called the virtual champion.

"I think so, then Chu Han is a nerd, how can he be Brother Zhou's opponent?"

"That's right, there are only a few talented people in the entire Jinling, Brother Zhou will definitely be able to win the championship this time and fight for our five states!"

The young man in white who was surrounded in the middle always smiled softly, and did not respond to the flattering flattery like a tide around him.

"By the way, I heard that Miss Yiyun is going to perform on stage this time, so we're going to feast our ears!"

"That's right, I haven't forgotten Miss Yiyun's piano sound three years ago, and now I think it's definitely going further!"

"Haha, Brother Zhou, maybe you can win the heart of the beauty in one fell swoop this time and hold the beauty......"

"Even if you can't hold a beauty, it's good to kiss Xiangze......"

When everyone heard this, they immediately burst out laughing, with expressions that all men understand.

For the first time, the white-clothed young man's face changed, and a cold flash flashed in his eyes. His face was a little proud, with a faint look of disdain.

Wei Qiao lightly glanced at Fu Yang, who had an angry face, and his eyes were thoughtful about the relationship between him and Yiyun.