Updated: 2013-09-03

The Liang River is called the water of flowing gold by the people of Bianzhou, this river transport not only prospered the commercial economy of the Great Zhao Kingdom, but also prospered a fireworks ambiguous industry, with the river flowing together is those silver that flows into the white flowers of the Liang River painting boat.

On the largest boat, the figures were swaying, mostly young men and women in beautiful clothes, and from time to time there were bursts of exclamations, obviously there was a talented man who had made a good poem, which attracted everyone's praise.

In fact, there are also streets on the banks of the Liang River, and there are many people selling goods, and their voices are loud, but their eyes are only staring at the crowd of people passing by the painting boat, obviously the traders who make a living from this land of fireworks. Song Yi and Wang Su were already standing in front of the painting boat.

"Have you thought about what poems you want to come up with today to show off?" Wang Su suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked Song Yi interestingly. With a delicate face and gorgeous scholar's clothes, he looks like a handsome boy.

"If I don't write poetry today, I just want to be the lady's housekeeper." Song Yi said seriously.

Wang Su frowned lightly when he wanted to speak, after all, he didn't say anything, he walked towards the painting boat, handed over the famous thorn, and had already led his subordinates with a loud voice and shouted loudly that a certain nobleman from such and such a mansion had arrived.

The shipbuilding industry of the Great Zhao State was already very developed, and the painting boats were tall. Walking into the highest painting boat in the Bianzhou section of the Lianghe River, Song Yi can be regarded as understanding what kind of poetry, wine, sheng and song life is like for the rich second generation of this era. It sounds like a poetry club, but in fact, many of the women with delicate looks are just prostitutes in the painting boat of the Qinglou nearby, and the men and women who participate in this kind of poetry club, except for a very few people who have the attitude of appreciating and exchanging poetry and songs with each other, most of them have ulterior motives. There are those who make friends, those who show off their vanity, those who hunt for prostitutes, and those who intrigue and intrigue.

Song Yi and Wang Su walked into the room, Jiangcheng Dou Wei and the others were overjoyed around Master Ning, and they rarely greeted the two of them with a warm attitude. When Song Yi arrived at Jiang's side, he found that it was still the same few noble sons he saw in Xiaofanlou last time, but there seemed to be a few more strange sons and brothers, and there were a few more beautiful girls.

Suddenly, Song Yi looked in one direction, and sure enough, he saw a stunning woman staring at him with a prerogative eye, and when he saw his eyes sweeping over, the extremely beautiful woman was slightly startled, but soon she threw a polite smile at Song Yi gracefully, which was regarded as a greeting. Song Yi also returned the favor with a slight smile as a return gift, and then turned his head to look at Wang Su and a few friends who were friendly with him shouting loudly. In my heart, I was thinking that the woman who was staring at me just now seemed to have an inquiring and confused look in her eyes, but I don't know why!

Wang Su, who had a delicate and graceful face, and his friends laughed at the wine, which was very consistent with the behavior of the talented man, Song Yi thought to himself, I don't know if Lu Dao was the real owner of the palace, and his daughter often went to places like the Qinglou Painting Boat, I don't know if Lu Dao would be angry.

Song Yi thought so distractedly, but Jiang Cheng over there took the time to talk to Master Ning in private, and Master Ning once again cast his surprised eyes on Song Yi, whose nose was blue and his face was swollen to the point that it was very much in line with the appearance of a small family.

In fact, it is a poetry meeting in Bianzhou City, where several of the more famous circles get together, drink and have fun with each other, and then each take out some poems in their own circles to compete, and finally the talent of the person who openly wins will definitely be spread through the mouths of this group of rich and noble brothers and merry sisters, which is equivalent to playing the role of the media.

Most of the people invited by the poetry club are more famous talents and wealthy sons, and then some girls who are more outstanding in poetry, singing and dancing in various Qinglou painting boats, like Wang Su, a daughter who is purely for fun and limelight, appears here, in fact, it is quite rare.

Song Yi saw that the laughter and laughter of the crowd was roughly divided into five or six groups, each slightly separated by a screen, although he could not see the specific situation in other circles, but from the occasional walking figures and the sudden laughter of men and women, it could be heard that the atmosphere in the group of people blocked by a large screen in the center of the painting boat was the most lively, and from time to time there were laughter and admiration, and even occasionally a particularly pleasant chanting sound. Song Yi couldn't see the face of the singing woman, but the voice came out like a yellow warbler out of the valley, crisp and sweet with a faint sense of sadness, which made people cry and laugh in a dilemma, only to feel that a heart has a hundred turns and thousands of knots, and the twists and turns reflect the ups and downs of life.

But the woman behind the screen seemed to hum a short passage each time and then stopped abruptly, causing a crowd of men to stir up, but in the end it turned into a flurry of staggered sounds, leaving only the sound of wine glasses.

"Idiot! Do you think it sounds good? It was the voice of the girl who was full of Fangfang, and behind the screen was the second son of the host Zhizhou tonight. ”

Suddenly, a voice whispered in his ear, Song Yicai suddenly came back to his senses, and his sloppy eyes saw that his daughter's daughter seemed to be casually saying such a sentence next to him.

Because Wang Su was sitting, Song Yi was standing behind her, so as soon as she looked down, she saw a slight glow at the root of Wang Su's ear, like the pink in the white jade, and there was a different kind of coquettishness in Song Yi's eyes.

Song Yi hummed slightly, indicating that he had heard Wang Su's words. Then Wang Su took advantage of the time to roughly tell Song Yi about the identities of the crowd behind the other screens. Song Yi didn't know what Lu Dao was at the beginning, and Wang Su would say this to himself. But when Wang Su, Jiang Cheng, Master Ning and the others were slightly drunk, they realized that Master Ning was the center of gravity in this circle tonight.

Because it is equivalent to Dou Wei, Jiang Cheng and others helping Master Ning, and Master Ning also brings out the transcendent identity of Jiang Cheng and others, so if Master Ning can come up with amazing poems in this poetry meeting, the faces of Wang Su and Jiang Cheng and others will undoubtedly be more brilliant in the rich circles in Bianzhou.

Wine is a thing to help the fun, and it is rising, so it is naturally the time to compose poems and fill in the lyrics, and a few sons who are slightly drunk suddenly poetically shook their heads and recited the masterpieces they had just brewed through the wine.

At this time, in fact, most of the other screens were followed by bursts of poetry chanting, but then there were large sighs and laughter, and occasionally a silence or an exclamation. But the general situation is that most people are coaxed, and the poems they make are not favored by everyone.

Wang Su also made a hairpin phoenix with the intention of drinking, but Song Yi almost sweated after listening to Wang Su's lyrics, and a group of sons led by Jiangcheng Dou Wei suddenly sighed, which made Wang Su embarrassed and had a big temper, and from time to time used the melons and fruits on the table to smash his son-in-law.

In the meantime, there was another round of chaotic play, and Song Yi was listening intently to see if there would be the sound of a woman chanting with a very nice voice behind the big screen in the center, but Wang Su inadvertently pulled the corner of his clothes. Suddenly came back to his senses, he found that the beautiful and unparalleled sitting opposite him, and the charming Master Ning didn't know when he actually stood with a glass of wine, and his eyes were looking at him with some embarrassment.

"Huh? What's wrong Miss? Song Yi looked down at Wang Su with a blank face and asked.

The others all burst into laughter, their faces strange.

Wang Su stood up angrily and shouted softly, "Didn't you see that Master Ning raised a wine glass to toast you?" You can still be distracted, how can it be reasonable, go back and deduct your salary for three days. ”

Only then did Song Yi understand that Master Ning was actually toasting to himself with a wine glass, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, but Wang Su had already stuffed a glass of wine in his hand.

Master Ning really didn't want to believe that this family with a blue nose and swollen face and couldn't see half of his talent and demeanor would be the Tanhualang rumored in Mingyue Tower, and he didn't want to believe that he was Song Yi who came up with two amazing and brilliant masterpieces in Xiaofan Building that day, but the fact had to make her lower her body and smile at Song Yi and said, "I heard that Gongzi is incognito above the palace, but the poems he wrote really amazed Shishi, and I am overwhelmed by Gongzi's talent, and I hope that Gongzi can not dislike it and drink this glass of wine with Shishi." ”

"Hehe, look up for a long time, don't dare to be, don't dare to be!" Song Yi smiled in disdain, and then poured all the wine that Wang Su handed him in his hand into his mouth with a raised cup, and drank it all.

Master Ning saw that Song Yi was completely disgraced by the etiquette of persuasion, and his brows frowned slightly, but when he thought that he was just a family member in the palace, he was immediately relieved, and he also covered his face with wide sleeves, and drank a small glass of wine in one gulp.

Driven by Jiang Cheng, everyone cheered, complimented some flattering words such as the love of the teacher and the girl, and the high wind and brightness of the teacher girl, and then began to praise Wang Sulai in turn. During this period, all kinds of flamboyant and exaggerated words were endless, but at the end of the day, only Song Yi was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly.

Wang Su's pink cheeks were red, and he even ordered Song Yi to make a poem for this side in public, and he must be able to 'overwhelm the crowd'.

In Song Yi's opinion, Wang Su estimated that he was already half drunk, and he didn't even realize that he was being used, Song Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Miss! Poetry is not like something that can be eaten and eaten, and I really don't have half of the inspiration today. ”

Wang Su raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes when he was about to make a big deal The eldest lady showed her authority in her temper, but fortunately, Master Ning immediately stopped Wang Su under the observation of her words.

"What Song Gongzi said is also that poetry really has to be right for the situation, maybe today's scene is wrong. Anyway, did Song Gongzi compose two poems from time to time before? After a while, if our side really hasn't been able to get too good inspiration, it would be good to take out the two poems written by Song Gongzi before. What do you say? ”

Wang Su finally retracted his domineering momentum again, but Song Yi looked towards Master Ning with a slight chill in his heart, but he happened to see that Master Ning's beautiful eyes were also looking at him.

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The latest chapter of the high-speed debut Merry Exploration Flower, this chapter is the twenty-second chapter of the painting boat, and the poetry will be stormy! If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in the QQ group and Weibo!