The banquet was soon coming to an end. Peony wore a red dress and a black veil, holding a piano and jumping down from the fourth floor, the bell on her heels rang crisply, and her naked toes were in the center of the platform, slowly standing still.

She put the guqin on the shelf on the side, and then returned to the center of the stage, her jade hand raised above her head, and her buttocks were cocked to the side, revealing her charm.

Before the officials had time to discuss, they heard a deep and powerful voice from the fourth floor, echoing in the hall: "Today, the king is happy and would like to play a song for the peony girl." ”

After that, the visitor glanced at the elegant seat on the second floor opposite, turned over, slowly fell to the piano, put the folding fan aside, stroked the piano, and suddenly hooked his hand, and the sonorous sound permeated Hualiu Lane.

From that unique voice, Chen Ling immediately knew who it was, got up and came to the edge of the corridor, and watched him look down and stroke the piano with a leisurely expression. The light white clothes and the sharp outline blended into the sound of the piano, turning into a thousand strands of vigorous handsomeness, which made her lose her eyes.

Suddenly, Ouyang Yu looked up at her.

She hurriedly threw out the folding fan, shook it slowly, looked around a few times to hide her guilt, and slowly returned to her seat.

Ju'er looked at Chen Ling's slightly red cheeks and wondered, "Miss, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Nope." Chen Ling shook his head and drank a cup of tea to relieve his dryness, "It's just curious that King Yu can do such a job for Peony." ”

Ju'er thought about it, and it was really: "Although there are many literati and writers in the Flower Pavilion who chant poems here, I really haven't heard of any official and businessman who is on stage here to assist in the performance." ”

"It can be seen that peony is particularly important to him." No wonder he would say that if you want to find him, you can find peonies. If he hadn't been injured a few days ago, he might have been singing here all night. Chen Ling pulled the corners of his mouth, and the palpitations just now were like clouds of smoke in the past, and they dissipated little.

On the VIP seat on the first floor, Chen Zhuxiang was also confused, and wanted to say it, but Chen Zhurong covered his mouth first, and suddenly stared at him with wide eyes.

Chen Zhurong only said softly: "If you say it, others will also chew your tongue, and it won't look good if you make a big fuss." ”

"Then why did he ......" Chen Zhuxiang was just thirteen years old, and his mind was simple, and he didn't know the reason.

But Chen Zhurong knew that Peony was not an ordinary woman in his heart. If he had the chance, he would have redeemed her: "Because of human affection...... You're young, you'll understand when you're older. ”

Today, there are seven princes with unparalleled piano sounds, and there are peony girls in the world who dance outstandingly, and the two are on the same stage, but I don't know whether he plays music for her, or she dances for him. At the end of the song, the red coat of the peony that has bloomed countless times slowly closes, like a bud blooming and jumping with the sound of the piano until it withers.

Peony returned to the posture when she danced, and her soul-stirring eyes looked at Ouyang tenderly.

Everyone applauded, Ouyang Yu got up, came to her side, brushed her messy hair, and then looked at the VIP seat with a look in his eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly reached the freezing point: "I heard that some people are taking advantage of the absence of this king these days to win the peony *** laugh?" ”

Only then did the officials know his intention to come this time, and they all said in trembling voices: "Don't dare, Miss Peony has always been your guest of honor on the Seventh Prince, we don't dare to get involved, we don't dare to get involved." ”

"Don't dare to get involved? This king, do you still want to get into it? Ouyang Yu picked up the fan and opened it sharply, swaying gently like a weak scholar, but his sturdy figure and sharp eyes always reminded everyone - he was the Seventh Prince who raised troops to resist the enemy five times four years ago and never lost a battle!

Although he took the initiative to hand over the military power at that time and became an idle prince, everyone knew that his prestige had not diminished at all.

The people who couldn't resist the coercion who were yelled at like him unconsciously knelt on the ground and said, "I've never thought about it, I've never thought about it!" ”

Seeing this, Ouyang Yu softened his tone and said unhurriedly: "Very good, remember today's words, if you let this king know who has moved the idea, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

With that, he took the peony and walked upstairs.

Chen Ling listened to his remarks in the wing room, and his heart was also shocked.

Or Ju'er whispered what she thought in her heart: "It's the first time for the slave to see him angry, it's so terrible. ”

The momentum just now came from the bottom up, and they were all shocked in the wing, and they felt a little unbearable.

Chen Ling nodded and said, "It's the first time for me. It's just that since he cares so much, why doesn't he redeem himself and go home? …… Ju'er, when you go back, you will ask people to inquire privately, where is the peony girl. ”

"Yes."

As soon as Ouyang left, everyone seemed to be liberated, and began to mumble quietly, rejoicing while talking about his past historical deeds.

Chen Ling's ears were tipped, and he heard some. In order to hear more clearly, she asked the bustard to prepare a table for her at the end, lowered her voice, and began to play closely.

After chatting happily, the officials said a lot of words one after another: "These seven princes are really capable, they can read and write at the age of three, they can write poems at the age of five, they can read all the books in the imperial study at the age of ten, and they surpass all the princes in martial arts at the age of twelve...... But such a man of God was buried. ”

"Yes! Five years ago, he was sent to the host to resist the attack of the Jin State, and after a whole year, he did not lose a single battle, and the Jin State returned with a feather. But the king only gave some gold, silver and jewelry, did not appoint him any chief manager, and also collected military power, making him an idle prince. ”

"But I heard that it was the Seventh Prince who took the initiative to hand over the military power, and said that he didn't want to be an official......"

"How do we know if it's true or what's false?" Another person joined the discussion, "But if I have this talent, I must want to serve the country, not waste my time!" ”

"Yes! I can only say that it's a pity. ”

……

Everyone said a word, although there was jealousy, but more admiration.

Although Ju'er had said it a long time ago, Chen Ling still got different news, and he admired him even more in his heart. With such popularity at such a young age, it is no wonder that the king is jealous of him, afraid that he will block the prince's way. And he was also very smart, pushing the boat with the tide and staying out of the struggle for royal power.

Follow him, you will definitely be able to get rid of the status of a saint and have a good life!

At this moment, a delicate little boy came to them, crossed his waist with one hand and pointed at them with the other, and said, "Shut up to Prince Ben!" Seventh Brother's merits do not need to be judged by you! ”

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

Chen Ling didn't want to get involved with this little prince, so he retreated and wanted to slip away, but he grabbed him and said in a domineering manner: "You come with this prince!" ”

On the fourth floor, Chen Zhurong came to the peony room: "Seventh brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm?" ”

"The eighth brother actually brought the fourteenth brother to the wind and smoke willows, for fear that he would be punished by his father." After that, Ouyang Yu sat on the chair and waved his hand, "Since you have come here, please sit down." ”

As soon as Chen Zhurong sat down, Peony personally came over to pour tea.

He took a sip and exclaimed: "The peony girl is not only beautiful, but also has a hand in making tea." ”

"It's good if the eighth prince doesn't dislike it." She was still veiled, her delicate and perfect facial features loomed, and she retreated to the pavilion under Chen Zhurong's gaze.

Ouyang's eyes deepened: "Eighth brother is here, what is the matter?" ”