Chapter 10 The No. 1 Talent in the Capital

The corners of Chu Yu's mouth hooked up a smile, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes, and she went to the gate of Chu Mansion with Cuizhi.

Chu Boyong wanted to go to enjoy the painting with his friends today, and he heard that the spring painting Xuan had obtained the true work of Haoyue, which was really an unavoidable thing, so he made an appointment with his best friend early, and he was also walking to the door, and he happened to meet Chu Yu, and he was stunned when he saw Chu Yu.

Chu Boyong's heart was full of doubts, this appearance is still no different from before, but the temperament around him seems to be different, and now it looks a little more extravagant?

Chu Yu also saw him who was in a daze, he was wearing a azure straight robe, the drape of the clothes was excellent, and the waist was tied with a wide belt of moon white auspicious cloud patterns, and only a piece of excellent jade jade was hung on it, covered with a white coat, and the whole person looked handsome and beautiful.

is really worthy of being a great talent in the capital and has proud capital.

Thinking like this in her heart, Chu Yu raised her eyebrows and said directly: "My brother really deserves to be the number one talent in the capital, and he is really beautiful and has a good temperament." ”

Chu Boyong was directly angry by this sentence and didn't think about anything anymore, he looked sideways at Chu Yu who was not far from him, and snorted coldly.

"My sister should leave more virtue and go to Yunjing Temple to seek marriage, I don't want to have a sister who can't get married, wouldn't it affect the reputation of this talented man." The tone was full of disdain and arrogance, and he brushed his sleeves away.

Chu Yu looked at his back, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was a smile in her eyes.

She reached out and touched the corners of her mouth, it seemed that she had become a person who had not encountered misfortune in her previous life, she loved to laugh and flamboyantly, she was smiling all day long, and she was also very liked by her father and mother, but I don't know when the smile on her face began to disappear, and she turned to a sad and sad look, and finally lost everything, and she had nothing.

Thinking of this, the smile on her face became more and more bottomless, and she couldn't see the emotions under her eyes clearly, as if there was only a smile on her face.

"If you want to say that this is the number one talent in the capital, it is not the young master of Chu." Cuizhi on the side answered.

"Oh? Is that? "Chu Yu has never heard much of the reputation of this number one talent.

"The slave maid heard that although the young master of Chu is talented, he is still not as good as the first talent, that is the pride of the Ming Emperor, that is, the first beautiful man of the Ming Emperor, His Royal Highness King Rong, His Royal Highness the King Rong can compose poems at the age of three from a young age, and he will be able to write a chapter at the age of five, and even the old gentleman of the garden Chengtang at the age of fifteen can not be compared, and now His Royal Highness has reached the age of the weak crown, this Ming Emperor is afraid that no one can compare." As she spoke, Cuizhi made an exaggerated metaphor with her hand, and her tone was full of adoration.

"It's a pity~" Cuizhi's words changed, and her expression was not as happy as just now.

"It's a pity, His Royal Highness King Rong suddenly felt a serious illness, I don't know what the situation is, but it is said that it is incurable, even the Ming Imperial Doctor of the Tai Hospital has no way, I heard that the current life is at most three or five years......"

Speaking of this, Cuizhi's tone was also full of sadness.

"That's really jealous." Chu Yu is not interested in this, but she also appreciates talented people, and she also pities people with short lives, speaking of which, she is also a person with short lives, heh, can it be regarded as sympathy?

"Not really." Cuizhi's expression swept away the previous sadness, and at this time, her delicate face was full of pride.

"Also, His Royal Highness King Rong is still the first beautiful man of Emperor Ming, his appearance is stunning, and all the girls in the capital are happy......"