"Didn't the county lord go to the Huanlian Pavilion today?"

Qiu Cheng thinks that she has seen people, as for the rest of herself, she has to think about it, this Liu Shi always gives her a strange feeling, always very familiar and kind...

So the fan fell on the head of the flower gravel, and Qiu Cheng brushed the sleeves of his shirt, "I'm going to call Childe in a while." ”

Qiu Cheng is wearing a snow-white dress today, not as dusty as the wind lotus, revealing arrogance, but a little like Sven's family brother, when passing by the door, she is going out in the light, seeing the wind lotus far away, the snow-white silhouette passes, but Qiu Cheng is not shy about it, since he already knows, why hide it. Today is the day when Zhou Bangyan invited her to the poetry meeting. When she sent the painting that day, she agreed, the purpose is to be able to make close friends, and in this society, poetry is prosperous, and poetry is undoubtedly the fastest way, so she has the current political leaders and outside affairs, and it is convenient to make judgments in the future, and she can also have more helpers, but every time she sees Zhou Bangyan, she will say, "I am not her..." ”

After passing through a large area of dark green pine sea, the afterglow of the mountains and forests was light and twilight, the flowers lifted the curtains, and the gray-white dark striped kaftan next to the post station was loose and conspicuous, "Brother Zhou, it's been a long time since you saw each other, are you okay?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was long, "It's okay to have the county lord care about it." "It turned out that he already knew, but he didn't expect the news to be so fast. Could this be the reason for his sudden change of attitude? immediately asked, "Brother Zhou has changed greatly from usual, but if there is anything good, if you have nothing to do, you might as well go to the county lord's mansion from time to time to sit and talk to me." Qiu Cheng is to intersect with sincerity, not in the name of Master Li, intuition that he will not hurt herself, she wants to know the reason for Zhou Bangyan's sudden change, but she hopes that this man will be as bright as the moon and breeze in the future, Qiu Cheng appreciates Zhou Bangyan's paintings, but she doesn't know that his poetry and music are better, Qiu Cheng thinks that she doesn't know what happened before, so she will really intersect as a friend in the future.

"No need, borrow the auspicious words of the county lord, Meicheng, I haven't been busy in Beijing for a long time recently." Qiu Cheng knew in her heart that he must be resentful, she wanted to tell him the truth more than once, but what was the use of telling him the truth, in terms of the last experience, he may not believe it, it will only increase sadness, and her current identity and situation are special, she has no power and is targeted by others, and she can't do things and talk easily on weekdays, Qiu Cheng doesn't know what Master Li thinks, it's just..., the beauty has passed away, but now there is no way to know! He wanted a result after all, but now... There is no way anymore.

Leaving a bunch of aftermath for her to solve, Qiu Cheng asked, "Why did Brother Zhou think of inviting me to this poetry meeting...?"

Zhou Bangyan said, "It's just in response to your previous appointment, but I forgot that you didn't remember."

Qiu Cheng flicked his sleeves and smiled: "If that's the case, it's mine, no." ”

Zhou Bangyan turned sideways, "What?" ”

Qiu Cheng said, "It's nothing, let's go!" Qiu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, she asked someone to copy the official's book before, he has the ambition to govern the country, but the emperor wants him to manage the music division, although he is extremely good at music, but he lingers in the flower alleys all day long, is it unwilling, or is there another reason, Meicheng is his word, Meicheng harvests, and the rest is rich, he and Master Li are afraid that they are confidants, but what... Confidants are not yet lovers.

The poetry house is extremely elegant, and it is written on the door, to meet friends with flowers, to make poems with grass, to hire mountains and rivers, and to meet the world's talented and beautiful people. Qiu Cheng looked at it, the indoor incense burner was purple smoke between the mountains and rivers, which was refreshing and pleasant, and I didn't think that the ancients would have such elegant social activities, and the mood was very good at the moment, "Flower gravel, you are waiting for me here!" "Yes, Childe." The poetry house is wide and bright on all sides, the cypress in the courtyard is green and ripe, the Qilian Mountains can be seen in the distance, the looming blue mountain shadow, there is still a remnant under the mystery, the occasional cooking smoke in the mountain slowly rises, the aroma of food and the smell of tea waft into the nasal cavity, and then extend in the edge of the ring. Qiu Cheng thought to himself, I had heard that the artistic conception of the ancients writing poems was very beautiful, but I didn't expect that the reality was really like this, a group of young ladies in the room sat together and chanted poems against each other, one looked quite interested and elegant, the voice was not very loud, and they discussed freely and orderly, there was a bamboo flute in front of each table, and if they lost, they would play a solo song. Zhou Bangyan took her to the seat, she came here today to meet more people and make more friends, so that she could know the world, know the world, know the gains and losses, Qiu Cheng did not seek to be invincible, but asked for peace and quiet for the rest of the day. The ancients were accustomed to meeting friends with poetry, which is the fastest and most effective way, and the friendship between gentlemen should be important, and it will be more convenient if you want to help in the future.

There is a cup of faint fragrant tea on the wooden table made of bamboo, the soup color of the tea leaves slowly unfolds from light to deep, the green curtain is dazzling, the books in the attic are less to say that there are thousands of collections, the table is a bamboo musical instrument is bamboo, the door is a chrysanthemum, under the tree is an orchid, a bamboo forest in the distance, it is really a gentleman's thing, but I don't know if the people inside can afford these two words, suddenly someone said out loud, "Recently, friends from all walks of life have come here to enjoy their faces, and there is a cup of tea on the table, so it is better for us to take turns, and each person will write a poem on the theme of this tea." ”

Many people heard the occasional whispering about something, yesterday she thought for a long time, thinking that if she went, what would she use as the title of the poem, but fortunately, Qiu Cheng thought of a few things that could be used yesterday, and it was considered to be dangerous, of course, even if she really came, there was no problem, but compared to the ancients, she was slightly inferior. Zhou Bangyan stood up in a lazy manner, looked lazy in his loose clothes, glanced at the people around him, and only said to him, "The willow is straight, the smoke is silky, on the Sui embankment, I have seen it a few times, the floating water is floating to see off the color, and I am looking at the homeland, who knows, Jinghua is tired?" Changting Road, over the years, should be folded more than 1,000 feet. Idle looking for old traces, and wine while mourning, the lamp leaves the table, pear blossom fishing fire to promote cold food, sorrowful sword wind fast, half artemisia wave warm, turn back and hand a few posts. Looking at people in the north of the sky, sadness, hatred accumulated, and gradually left Pu to linger. Tsutsu is silent. The sun is rising. Nian Yuexie hand in hand, open the bridge and listen to the flute. Contemplating the past, like in a dream, tears droplets. ”

Immediately after reading, some people clapped their hands and praised, "So good, Brother Zhou's poems are really getting better and better, I actually saw that this tea is suitable for willow leaf tea, this love can be recalled, Brother Zhou plays a good piano, if it is accompanied by music at this time, it is naturally excellent, and the meaning of lovesickness at this time can be described as mournful." I don't know if Brother Zhou has a name? I saw Zhou Bangyan thoughtfully, as if looking at Qiu Cheng, "Liu." Who else can the acacia idiom say! It's just that the reality is often not as people want, and how cruel it is! And then it's up to you. Qiu Cheng glanced at Zhou Bangyan and sat up indifferently, and in front of everyone, he said, "Bathing in the water flowers, shallow but close." The country cannot be without a king, and the king cannot be without tea. Qiu Cheng thought that the first half of the sentence was her own thought, and the second half of the sentence was written by Emperor Qianlong and the ministers, so she could not be regarded as a complete reference. After finishing speaking, some people clapped their hands and applauded, even if they were not as skilled as others, but the meaning of the moment was still reasonable, and it could be regarded as a little capital. Back and forth, after a few rounds, almost everyone said it two or three times to flowers and moons. At the request of others, Zhou Bangyan played music at the moment, and the piano sound was tactful and full of grievances. When they had finished listening to the music, the crowd dispersed. This time, Qiu Cheng also made a lot of friends through the poetry club. I believe that in some time, I will be emotional. You can find some things you want from them, that day Qiu Cheng thought about what she could do now, if she could, she wanted to call back her name in the future, if she could get someone to help her, it would be a good thing, who knew that Hua Li went out to inquire around, in addition to the queen's clan in Bianjing City, there was no surname Xiang, including the results of being able to go back and not going back, Qiu Cheng had a plan, that day, she saw an ornament in the book, and she just felt special and drew it down, After the painting was very realistic, Qiu Cheng looked a little faint, and came here after waking up in bed, but now it has changed from strange to familiar. What was certain was that she could feel that Master Li had already left when she came to that body. Qiu Cheng propped her chin with one hand and thought about it, who did it, or did someone want her to die. In that case, could it be a wind lotus? It didn't seem right, based on the situation at the time, he should have known that Master Li was of use to him, and he wouldn't do it easily. If it's not him, who is it! It's like being in a whirlpool, and you can fall into it at any time. Thinking about it sends chills down her back. Suddenly, someone slapped her in the back, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Nothing? It's just that there are some things that I don't understand yet" Qiu Cheng's face was stunned, and he smiled happily when he saw Zhou Bangyan, although he knew their relationship, Qiu Cheng still couldn't stand such intimate physical contact.

He quietly approached her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I heard that he is in your house, don't approach him in the future, he is not a simple person, I saw him many years ago, and he was the same as he is now, but he has never been easily understood, and those who do not know are too dangerous after all, so don't delve into it." ”

As for who he was talking about, Qiu Cheng already understood in his heart. "I'll leave Nanjing today, my scholar will stay at the Yunlai Inn for a while, if you have anything, you can contact him."

Qiu Cheng felt inexplicably relieved after hearing this, even though she knew that this might not be for herself, she still felt very happy, it was enough to have such a friend in this world, "Brother Lao Zhou is concerned, and I wish Brother Zhou a smooth journey, and you and I will live up to this if my brother and sister are commensurate." Zhou Bangyan trembled as if he was listening, and got out of the car and left. She knows that it's cruel to make people stop thinking immediately, but she can only do this, long pain is better than short pain, after all, it's better to have thoughts than not to have them, can she tell him the truth like this? The person he liked was dead, and he liked someone else.

The flower gravel beside him raised his head and asked, "It's noon at Childe, we should go." "Qiu Cheng has calculated the time is almost the same, and in ancient times, she still couldn't convert the time. Fortunately, there are flowers around me who often remind themselves, "Let's go," it's time to go to the Huanlian Pavilion to see the willow poems, and when I walked to the door, I saw a group of people around, it was very lively, and I heard a few women reading, "Do you know Chu Jin?" "I don't know! You don't even know it's a colt! The people around the emperor, it is said that several taverns and brothels in our Bianjing City are his. "Chu Jin? She hadn't heard of this name before, and it seemed that she would have to pay more attention in the future, as it was unknown whether this person was friend or foe. Don't care about the others, but don't know what these people are surrounding for? didn't have much interest in seeing it, so he asked Hua Li to take the carriage away and drove all the way back to the county lord's mansion.