Xiong Zhang was beside him, he didn't care about Yang Chengjun's singing, just looked at Shi Yiguang and waited for her to speak.

The singing voice makes Shi Yiguang like a spring breeze.

Like a spring breeze, thinking of this word, Shi Yiguang thought of Anyang for some reason.

"Tonight and night, the boat is in the middle of the stream;

Today, you have to be in the same boat with you.

Shame is good, not shameful.

I was annoyed and worried, and I learned that the gentleman.

The mountains have trees and branches,

I don't know."

Yang Chengjun's singing voice was still echoing. Shi Yiguang hesitated when he was about to walk.

"You don't understand this song, do you?" A song, Yang Chengjun asked.

Shi Yiguang didn't know why, looked at Yangchengjun and laughed: "How don't you understand, Jun forgot, I'm from Yue." ”

This is "The Song of the Yue People".

Naturally, she could understand it. But what you understand is only words, but you don't understand the story.

Yang Chengjun looked at Shi Yiguang's smile and was stunned. stretched out his hand at Shi Yiguang: "I'll tell you the story of this song." ”

Before he came back to his senses, Shi Yiguang had already taken his outstretched hand, took a long step on his legs, and stepped onto the boat.

"Let's go." Shi Yiguang sat down in the middle of the boat, looked at Yang Chengjun and said.

Yang Chengjun glanced at Shi Yiguang and laughed. Not much to talk about. Holding the shoe, paddling across the lake little by little.

The boat travels with the waves, rippling layer upon layer.

Shi Yiguang closed his eyes comfortably.

"What story did you say you were going to tell me?" She spoke.

Yang Chengjun looked at Shi Yiguang, who was bathed in the sun with his eyes closed, and said, "I originally wanted you to tell you if you didn't go to Zhouzi." But I don't want you to come up so coolly. ”

"Can't you listen when you come up?" Shi Yiguang opened her eyes, and the clear light on the lake made her squint slightly.

Yang Chengjun laughed: "Naturally, you can." After speaking, he winked ambiguously at Shi Yiguang.

Shi Yiguang looked at him narrowly, and turned his head to look at the sparkling lake.

By this time, the boat had rowed into the lake. The breeze blows and gently ripples along the surface of the lake.

Yang Chengjun paused, and then looked at Shi Yiguang. said: "This is your song of Yueguo, but don't you understand the reason?" ”

Shi Yiguang sat on the boat swinging with the waves and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it." ”

"But although it is from the Yue Kingdom, it is also related to the Chu State." Yang Chengjun opened his mouth and said eloquently: "Back then, the gentleman was boating in the new waves, and the Yue people who traveled the boat supported him and sang. A Yue man who knew Chu translated it for Zihui. Zihui was moved by this singing, and according to the etiquette of the Chu people, he helped the shoulders of the Yue people, and solemnly draped a satin quilt embroidered with beautiful patterns on him. ”

After speaking, Yang Chengjun stopped.

"And then?" Shi Yiguang turned his head and looked at Xiangyang Chengjun. She didn't think that was the end of it.

"Then the boatman covered the quilt with an embroidered quilt and was willing to sleep with him." Yang Chengjun said, picked up the sword again, and gently melted it.

The boat swayed lightly.

Shi Yiguang looked at Yang Chengjun, who was smiling at him, coughed, and turned his head.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

She had heard it many times in her previous life.

But I don't know that it was a love story between men who have a good peach.

"Now that you're on my ship, are you ready?" Yang Chengjun next to him rolled up his sleeves and asked as he rowed.

Shi Yiguang looked at him with a blank expression: "Huh? ”

Then Shi Yiguang reacted immediately. His face was a little pale: "I didn't understand the meaning of this song before. ”