Xie Qing ordered someone to remove the food from the table, and the three of them began to talk about business.

But it's not serious, Young Master Song is just tired of staying in Beijing and wants to come to Jiangnan to relax, and it just so happens that he thinks of His Royal Highness the Prince, who has a close personal relationship, who is here to verify anonymously, so he wants to bother him.

Song Xingqiao acted recklessly, saying that he was going to come to play, and he really brought his subordinates over.

Xie Qinglin couldn't cry or laugh, and held his forehead with his hand, he really couldn't do anything about his fun-loving nature.

"Hey, by the way, the erudite Young Master Song, have you ever heard of the person 'Qu Qianqiu'?"

Xie Qinglin jokingly asked this sentence, only to remember that Jiang Yunyu had just heard a little about this person, and after Song Xingqiao interrupted it, he actually forgot about it.

"Qu Qianqiu," Song Xingqiao muttered, holding his chin with his white fingers, "This name is so familiar." ”

Xie Qing was happy, why did he know all the two of them, but he was the only one who closed his eyes and listened the most.

Song Xingqiao suddenly pulled out his hand and knocked on the table with a "dang" sound, "I remembered!" Jinping girl loves to sing his lyrics the most! Immediately he rubbed his hands again, apparently with too much force just now.

Xie Qinglin joked with a smile: "Which confidante is you who is the Jinping girl?" ”

Song Xingqiao hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense!" I...... I have nothing to do with Miss Jinping. ”

Jiang Yunyu was very disdainful in her heart: she said that it didn't matter, but she even knew what songs people liked to sing.

This lie is too substandard.

"Then tell me, how did Jinping and Qu Qianqiu get involved?" Xie Qinglin stopped joking and asked seriously.

Song Xingqiao showed a whimsical look: "Hey! You are different all year round, we go out, I'm afraid we don't know yet. Jinping girl is a Qingqi who has become popular recently, don't look at me like this, no, people only sell their art and don't sell their bodies. ”

Song Xingqiao's peach blossom eyes widened and glared at him.

Xie Qing hurriedly reassured: "Okay, okay, I didn't think about anything else, you can continue." ”

Song Xingqiao retracted his fierce eyes and continued: "Her kite playing is a must in the capital, and some people even compare her with my sister, don't you say this is nonsense." ”

He said this with a smile, apparently not taking it to heart.

After all, his sister Song Shanwei has the reputation of the first beauty in the capital, and she is the concubine of the prime minister of the dynasty.

The corners of Xie Qinglin's mouth moved slightly, and he knew that this guy had to talk for a long time. However, he listened patiently and did not interrupt.

Fortunately, Song Xingqiao still knew what was important, and pulled the conversation back in time: "Okay, okay, this Jinping, I admire a man named Qianqiu very much, almost his words are not sung, it is the one you said called Qu Qianqiu." ”

He touched his nose, "Although I can't see how well he writes, Jinping just likes it, how many people rush to send her Mr. Qianqiu's new work in order to make her laugh......"

Xie Qinglin said slowly: "In this way, he can be regarded as a bit talented, after all, the words he wrote have been transmitted to the capital." So this Jinping, does she have any secrets? ”

"You're going to be embarrassed for me." Song Xingqiao had a bitter face, "Besides, why do I have to check the details of other girls." ”

Xie Qinglin nodded slowly

"I remember one of his words!" Song Xingqiao said hurriedly, "Thanks to those sour literati who are sour all day long, I remember it was written: Hengye crossing, tied to a lonely boat, boarding place, people in the past traveled." A song to do everything, to the white head has nothing to ask for. Life events, wine in a cup, a hundred years of body, a thousand years of sorrow...... Chitose worries...... I forgot what's behind it. ”

Xie Qinglin couldn't cry or laugh, his childhood friend was still so unreliable, since he couldn't remember it himself, where did he know?

But she saw Jiang Yunyu lightly open her lips and said slowly: "Qiankun pitches up a void boat, and goes and stays alone (1)." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Xingqiao clapped his hands, "This is it!" Qiankun pitches up a virtual boat, and goes alone...... Fate. ”

He complimented again: "The beauty is really erudite and talented, so that I can admire it in the next good life." ”

Jiang Yunyu lowered her head and smiled, but felt another puzzled gaze.

Finished! She forgot again!

In her previous life, she didn't know about Qu Qianqiu's existence at this time.

had to explain far-fetchedly: "That's what I was going to say just now, my father once showed me a poem, which was composed by Qu Qianqiu." ”

Song Xingqiao didn't ask again, only muttered: "Father Ling is really a goddaughter......

Xie Qinglin also believed her words, and revealed it without thinking about it again.

"But...... He is a poor man of letters, what do you ask him to do? Song Xingqiao only then remembered to ask them the reason.