I only heard a loud 'plop', and a big wave was set off on the river.

Chang Yide turned his head to look and saw that Fu Yuanzhu was almost squeezed on the bridge, so he was so shocked that he hurriedly pulled Fu Yuanzhu over-

"Ahh

Fu Yuanzhu let out a shallow whisper, and the whole person was slammed straight into his chest by Chang Yi.

I only felt a pain at the tip of my nose, Fu Yuanzhu covered her mouth, and felt that the whole person was covered by shadows.

Those who pushed her no longer seemed to be able to reach her, and she was trapped in a harbor.

She quietly opened her eyes, and less than three inches from her face was a solid, broad chest.

The warm breath enveloped her, and her face quickly turned red.

Chang Yide breathed a sigh of relief, this fifth brother of Fu must be a child who rarely goes out, and he didn't even know how to protect himself in the crowd, and he was almost pushed off the bridge.

He looked down at the top of Fu Yuanzhu's head and whispered, "Fifth Brother Fu, are you okay?" ”

Fu Yuanzhu lowered her head, feeling that her face was very hot, she shook her head and whispered: "Thank you Chang Dagongzi, I'm fine." ”

"Why is your face so red?"

Chang Yide frowned, reached out and touched Fu Yuanzhu's forehead, the slightly cool temperature made him feel relieved, and he thought that Fifth Brother Fu was hot.

It's not good if you're sick.

"I'm fine, let's follow the second sister and second brother-in-law."

Fu Yuanzhu was so dry that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide.

Why is this person so Meng Lang!

Touch her if you don't agree with each other!

Touching her forehead......

She couldn't help but stomp her feet and accidentally stepped on Chang Yide's feet.

Chang Yide didn't feel pain, and turned his head to look ahead.

Due to the surging crowd, the distance between them and Qin Ze was slightly shortened.

Qin Ze's figure could only be vaguely seen, but Fu Yuanyuan seemed to be gone.

Chang Yide blinked, and was pushed forward by the person who pushed him.

At that time, Fu Yuanyuan had already been pulled into Qin Ze's arms, Qin Ze wrapped the cloak around Fu Yuanyuan's body, and protected her tightly with both hands.

"Aze, what happened to the scholar who was thrown into the water?"

Qin Ze raised his eyes and explained the situation in front of him to his daughter-in-law in a low voice.

"There are many fishing boats on the river, and the boatmen of two boats have rowed over and salvaged the scholar."

As soon as his words fell, he heard the crowd shouting: "Rescued!" Saved! ”

"Fortunately, I was rescued, I see that the scholar can't water, and I'm afraid I'm going to drown if I plop a few more times!"

"It's strange, how can we people who grew up by the water river not understand water? I almost lost my life! ”

"Isn't this a scholar? I have to read a book every day, how can I have time to go into the water......"

was rescued by the scholar who was thrown into the water, and the crowd of curious people gradually dispersed off the bridge.

The literati and scholars who crossed the bridge to participate in the Chunjiang Poetry Festival were relieved and continued to walk up the bridge.

"Who is that Meng Jing? Why are you so unreasonable? ”

Fu Yuanzhu was a little farther away from Chang Yide, the strange feeling of dryness in his heart disappeared, and he was much more comfortable.

Chang Yide narrowed his eyes: "Speaking of this Meng Jing, I know a little. ”

Qin Ze and Fu Yuanyuan looked at him.

"He won last year's township examination," Chang Yide said, "and he should go to the capital to participate in the examination this year." I heard that the family is quite wealthy, and he often spends money on weekdays, and he is used to being domineering, so he has a good reputation in Yangzhou City. ”

Fu Yuanyuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Meng Jing and the others, who had already left, and changed the topic: "Is Cousin Chang going to take the exam this year?" ”

Chang Yide nodded: "Of course, Yide will return to Beijing next month." ”

He had planned to take the entrance examination this year, and believed that after studying hard for more than ten years, he would be able to live up to his grandfather's teachings and get a good ranking in the examination.

However, after the incident of the county lord of Biqing, he was woken up by Fu Yuanyuan's bitter words, and he realized that he lacked too much.

In the past few months, he has followed Master Chu to study diligently, and his progress has been improving.

Although he only learned three points of Master Chu's skills, he should have continued to stay with Master Chu for in-depth study.

However, Master Chu thinks that going down to Guanhai is the way to really apply what he has learned and apply what he has learned, so he listens to Master Chu, and he will definitely show his ambitions in the spring of this year.

Everyone talked and walked along the Huishi Bridge to the other side of the shore.

There are seven or eight painting boats parked on the riverside, each of which has its own characteristics and is exquisite.

The small one is also two stories high, and the largest one is four floors, which is noble and luxurious.

The boats are connected by wide spans, so you can walk around and watch them at will.

The continuous sound of the piano came from the various painting boats, wafting in the ears of literati and scholars, making people intoxicated.

"This Chunjiang painting boat is a major feature of the Chunjiang Poetry Society," Chang Yide said although it was his first time here, but he had heard a lot of news about the Chunjiang Poetry Club earlier, and the introduction was as if he had participated. ”

"Talented people can choose a private room to listen to songs and write poems, or they can talk highly, in any form, unrestrained."

"It is said that every year in the Chunjiang Poetry Society, there will be many famous works circulating, which fascinate the literati."

Hearing him say this, Fu Yuanzhu asked when he boarded: "There are so many painting boats, which one should we go to first?" ”

Chang Yide said with a smile: "Each painting boat is connected, you can choose one at will, if you feel bored, change places." ”

The group walked two or three painting boats and came to a private room.

There are many people in the elegant room, and the most dazzling of them is the four talents of Yangzhou City.

Everyone's eyes lit up slightly, and they saw that Ying Tian's four sons were standing or sitting, and there was a trick playing the piano in a corner of the elegant room.

The sound of the piano is like crying, as if telling a sad affair.

With the sound of the harp, the trick began to sing.

The lyrics are euphemistic, telling the story of a woman who has been waiting for her lover to have gray hair.

The trick sang emotionally, and everyone listened attentively.

I saw Xu Boqing, one of the four great talents, holding a small wooden hammer in his hand, gently tapping on the wooden table along the sound of the piano, and whispering something in his mouth.

Zhu Zizhong, who was sitting next to him, was painting on a blank piece of paper, and the painting was exactly the trick of chanting.

Zhu Zizhong is not slow to paint, but he can sketch the trick on the painting in a few moments.

And at this time, Xu Boqing opened his mouth into a poem:

"The rain hit the pear blossom and closed the door, forgetting the youth, mistaking the youth.

Who is happy to talk about? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.

Sorrowful gathering eyebrows, thousands of marks, 10,000 marks.

Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit. ”

Zhu Zizhong listened to the poem, his eyes lit up, and he brushed the cursive script on the painting and wrote Xu Boqing's poem.

"Good poetry! Wonderful poetry! ”

Everyone in the audience clapped their hands: "It really deserves to be the fourth son of Yingtian, this good poem must be the first wonderful poem of this year's Chunjiang Poetry Club!" ”

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