Qin Xuan walked straight to a round table that was not yet full, and said to the two scholars who were talking: "Two brothers, under Qin Xuan, I don't know if I can set up a table?" ”

The two of them glanced back at Qin Xuan, and when they saw that Qin Xuan was dressed ordinarily, they looked down on him a little. One of them just glanced at Qin Xuan and turned his head, while the other straightened up slightly and replied arrogantly, "Sit down!" ”

Qin Xuan didn't care about the arrogance and rudeness of the two, and sat down and smiled: "Looking at the two brothers, Yu Xuan is full of heroism, I think they must have come for the Manyun girl, right?" ”

Qin Xuan's words were obviously very much in line with the tastes of the two, and they saw the two of them turn their heads together, look at Qin Xuan, smile on their faces, and nod lightly.

Qin Xuan pretended to be happy and said, "Very good! is only a shallow learner, and has always admired such talented people as the two. However, I wonder how this Manyun girl will let everyone compete? ”

One of the two of them had a face like a flower, and his complacent color had been exposed, but he pretended to be reserved and steady as a literati, and said slowly: "In Xia Baodehou, I often come here, and I have participated in the competition set up by Miss Manyun several times, so I naturally know!" ”

When the other heard Bao Dehou's words, he looked disdainful and said disdainfully: "Brother Bao has indeed answered several times, but unfortunately he has never met Miss Manyun!" ”

Bao Dehou suddenly grimaced. "Song Yuzhi and Song Brother Tai are naturally more powerful than Zaixia, and they came almost every day. What's the matter, I'm always hindered by some small people, and so far, I haven't had the chance to see the girl in the clouds! ”

Qin Xuan saw that the words of the two had the smell of gunpowder, and hurriedly said peacefully: "Brother Bao, Brother Song, you two may be unlucky, I believe that Miss Manyun will one day discover the two talents." After talking for a long time, I haven't said what the so-called competition is? ”

The two said almost in unison: "Make a question, improvise a poem!" ”

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Qin Xuan laughed twice and said, "Okay, two brothers, let's chat, let's wait for Miss Manyun to come up with the question!" ”

After four or five moments, I saw a beautiful woman wearing a plain skirt walking from the second floor, stepping forward in pieces. Qin Xuan looked at it with great eyes, and said in his heart: It's okay, it's beautiful, and there is some temperament in his demeanor.

I saw the woman standing on the railing on the second floor, smiled slightly, and bowed her head and said: "Miss Manyun is unwell, today's topic is your mood at this moment!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Xuan immediately understood, and said in his heart: It turns out that this is a maid, I thought this was Manyun, but looking at this appearance is also good!

The maid's words can be described as angry and resentful, and everyone listened to it, and they all stood up and shouted in protest.

"Go, go, call Miss Manyun out!"

"That's it! I came all the way to come, even if I can't have a drink with her, I still have to meet her! ”

"Quick, go back and ask Miss Manyun to come out!"

The noise was endless, and the maid was used to seeing this kind of scene, and she was still as steady as Mount Tai in place. Stretching out his hands, pressing down slightly, Shi Li apologized: "Miss Manyun is indeed a little uncomfortable, I hope you will forgive me!" ”

When everyone heard this, someone immediately shouted: "When did Miss Manyun become so weak, how can she be unwell every day?" ”

"That's it, go and call her out!"

Qin Xuan shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: Even if she becomes an Oiran, it is inevitable that everyone will think of her, which is really pitiful!

The maid was a little dazed, and just looked coldly at the literati downstairs, the so-called knowledgeable people.

Qin Xuan heard everyone's exclamations, looked up, and saw the woman, dressed in a light pink plain brocade pleated skirt, with several blooming lotus flowers embroidered on the edge of the cuffs, and the silk thread at the hem of the long skirt outlined some messy but charming patterns. His eyes were like water, and a light veil almost covered his entire face.

When the maid heard the shouts of the crowd, she turned around and saw the woman, and eagerly stepped forward and said, "Miss, how did you get out?" ”

Manyun stretched out his hand and pressed it, and said, "Yan'er, you stand down, or I'll come!" After finishing speaking, he took a small step back, bowed his head slightly, and said: "Manyun thank you for your love, today's topic, Fang Yan'er has already said, it is your mood at this moment!" ”

Qin Xuan heard Manyun speak, his tone was weak and a little weak, and he said in his heart: This Manyun seems to be really uncomfortable, and these people don't say let her go. There was a hint of pity in the subtle way.

When everyone heard Manyun, there was only a moment's pause, and then a person with a rich body got up and shouted: "What kind of topic is this, I am waiting to come here to hope that I can have a long talk with Miss Manyun, naturally I am very eager!" ”

Immediately afterward, some people chimed in.

"That's it!"

"Change the subject!"

Qin Xuan closed his eyes and pondered: Yes, what kind of mood am I in at this moment, I came to the Tang Dynasty inexplicably, and I am out of place, I am simply the duckweed flying in Xu Zhimo's mouth......

Some people shouted, naturally some people secretly wrote poems, only to see a personable good boy, got up and chanted: "In order to see the Yiren into the arms, it is always her who thinks of the old dream." I want to be nothing more than chasing the moon in the clouds, and it seems to be nothing more than a flower in the water."

As soon as this person finished speaking, the originally noisy people died down and figured it out. Manyun still stood in place like a fluttering fairy, turned to the son, and nodded slightly in thanks.

Bao De next to Qin Xuan had a thick face, and muttered in his mouth: "It's Chai Lingwu again, I'm afraid I won't have a chance today!" ”

Song Yuzhi smiled at Baode, got up directly, and chanted: "The moon outside the window is as beautiful as ever, and the flowers in front of the door are as fragrant as ever." Walking here to sniff deeply, looking back at the pulse and heart. ”

Manyun was still the same, and instead nodded to Song Yuzhi to thank him, and Song Yuzhi got up directly and smiled excitedly.

The other so-called talents in the hall all whispered.

"Look, it's that Song Yuzhi again!"

"That's it, I've argued with Chai Lingwu Gongzi several times!"

When Qin Xuan heard this, he said in his heart: What are these so-called sons and daughters here for? Isn't it much to write a poem, but it's first-class to talk about it. In vain, I am the most quintessential Tang poetry of a great country, and I am really ruined by these people! got up directly and said: "When the wind is blowing, the rainy night is gone without a trace." It's not as good as drifting in the sea, and they are also fallen people at the end of the world. ”

Hearing this, Man Yun was slightly stunned, then turned his head to look at Qin Xuan, and muttered softly in his mouth: "It's better to drift away from the sea, and you are also a fallen person at the end of the world!" Recalling some unbearable past events, he suddenly had a good impression of Qin Xuan.

However, the other talented people all laughed at Qin Xuan.

"Is this person sick, how can he run to Miss Manyun and say these things that have nothing to do with Fengyue!"

"Looking down, it's really not normal, maybe I have some kind of hysteria!"

In the ridicule of all the talented people, Manyun's lips opened lightly: "This son, please follow Manyun to the boudoir!" ”

The crowd was amazed.

"What?"

"Is it him?"

Chai Lingwu was even more murderous, glaring at Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan didn't realize that there was anything wrong, got up and walked directly to the stairs.

Walking into the living room of the boudoir of Manyun, I saw a round table in the center, with a set of wine utensils on the white tablecloth, and a set of wine dishes. Qin Xuan looked around, this boudoir was a one-bedroom apartment, and the overall outfit was like all women, leaning towards red. Through the bead curtain that almost fell to the ground, Qin Xuan saw a show bed, which was the first bed Qin Xuan saw in the Tang Dynasty, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of nostalgia in his heart.

Manyun slowly raised his arm and motioned for Qin Xuan to sit down. Qin Xuan, who was in the middle of the fugue, came back to his senses at this time, shook his head awkwardly and said, "Miss Manyun, don't get me wrong, once upon a time, I slept in bed every day, so I was a little nostalgic!" ”

When Manyun heard this, his face turned red, he bowed his head slightly, and said in his heart: How can this guy be like this? Although I am a dusty woman, I can't just open my mouth, just bed and sleep! What's more, I don't sell my body as an artist! Diverting the topic and asking, "I don't know what to call Childe?" ”

"In the lower Qin Xuan's words!" After finishing speaking, Qin Xuan sat on the Hu chair, his right arm resting on the table, rubbing his forehead with his palm, thinking more about the future generations, and said in his heart: The hero of the word, if I am still in the future generations, how can I make a word, and how can I try my best to integrate into this broken dynasty......

Manyun poured a full bottle of wine for Qin Xuan, and said: "I just listened to Gongzi's poems, comparing myself to Feifu, it seems that Gongzi has something unsatisfactory, can you tell Manyun about it?" ”

Qin Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid that if you say it below, you will be a madman!" Besides, even if you say it, what can you do, God will not fulfill people's wishes! ”

Manyun heard Qin Xuan's slightly sad words, and said in his heart: Yes, what can God do if he doesn't fulfill people's wishes?

Qin Xuan poured his wine glass to himself, drank it in a big gulp, and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's tell a story to Miss Manyun!" ”

Manyun raised the wine jug, poured wine for Qin Xuan, and said: "Manyun listens!" ”

Qin Xuan said slowly: "There was once a person from another world, but he came to a strange era. Without relatives and no reason, his greatest wish is to have a home of his own! Endure the pain of missing your loved ones and start living in strange times! He just wants nothing and lives this life in peace! Confessing to his relatives and agreeing with his people, when he is lonely, he finds true love, and suddenly discovers that life can actually become beautiful! ”

Manyun stared at Qin Xuan with his eyes and listened quietly and carefully. Qin Xuan finished drinking another glass of wine, and then said, "How can I help it, the relatives he thinks are actually forcing him to do something that bores him, and makes him pursue a life that he is very tired of!" When Qin Xuan said this, he saw that Manyun was brought into sadness by what he said, so he coughed lightly a few times and said, "Don't talk about such trivial matters, talk about other things!" ”

When Manyun heard this story, he thought of his life experience, and he was a little choked up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "What does Childe want to talk about?" ”

Qin Xuan picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all and said, "Today I only talk about Fengyue, only about poetry and writing, not about boring things!" ”

Manyun looked at Qin Xuan, who was full of sorrow, and proposed: "Childe, why don't Manyun stroke the piano for you!" ”

When Qin Xuan heard this, he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Naturally, it couldn't be better!" ”

Manyun gently stroked the strings with his long and graceful hands. Slow and elegant, but with a hint of desolate piano sound, like a cold wind blowing on his face, blowing Qin Xuan's face pale, his eyes red......

After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Manyun sighed and said sadly: "I don't know what Gongzi thinks, a dusty woman like Manyun?" ”

Qin Xuan was immersed in the miserable sound of the piano and blurted out: "What a bitter word!" ”

Manyun looked sideways at Qin Xuan, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, how can a bitter word be said clearly!" Then he asked, "Don't you think Manyun is low?" ”

"Cheap? is already poor, and has to bear the lowliness of others? Qin Xuan covered his head again and blurted out.

When Manyun heard this, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and said in a daze: "Childe can look at Manyun like this, Manyun is very relieved!" ”

Qin Xuan waved his hand and said, "No need!" I suddenly felt that the girl in the clouds was the wisp of flying flotsam, which was even more pitiful than below! ”

"Just like Gongzi Fangcai's poem said, you and I may be the same fallen people at the end of the world!"

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