Wang Hua didn't expect his daughter to come up with such an idea for a solution, and couldn't help but say: "Although it seems to be a little laid, it's ...... in the spring and autumn."

Speaking of this, he fell into deep thought.

Miss Wang pursed her lips and glanced at Wang Hua deeply before saying: "Even if Dad has this intention, don't show it now, Spring and Autumn are young and vigorous, and he should let him give it a go, if Dad really has intentions, it is just a last resort." ”

Wang Hua bowed his head and drank tea, looking thoughtful.

And Mr. Lu Ming also returned to his place of residence thoughtfully, and called a few close protégés to explain the situation, but these protégés all rubbed their hands.

This time it was Ye Chunqiu who was suppressed, this person was Zhejiang Xie Yuan, once he was defeated in the Wendou, his teacher's reputation would only be even louder, and it was said that it would be included in the Taibai Collection, which was the rhythm of fame.

"Ye Chunqiu is just Xie Yuan after all, where will he be the opponent of the teacher, the teacher will make a move, and the custody will make him defeated."

"Yes, there is no hero at the time, but it makes him famous......"

Mr. Lu Ming did not dare to be praised by them: "His poems and articles, the old man has also studied, and his style can be described as treacherous and changeable. Didn't Yang Xiu study in Guozi? Let him keep an eye on this kid all the time......"

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Ye Chunqiu went back to school, stayed for a day, and always felt that someone was staring at him behind him, he didn't break it, and he didn't talk about it with his father, after school, he might as well meet that Zhang Long again, Zhang Long was bored last time, and he was very faceless, so when he saw Ye Chunqiu, he also took a detour to go, but Ye Chunqiu intercepted him, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, when will you go to the Qinhuai River?" ”

"Ahh Zhang Long suddenly came to his senses: "Brother Ye Xian has opened his mind? This is naturally easy to say, does Brother Ye Xian like literature or martial arts? ”

There are still many doorways, Ye Chunqiu smiled in his heart: "I am a scholar, so I am naturally literary." ”

Zhang Long was like a few treasures: "Although it's not interesting, but since Brother Ye Xian thinks it's interesting, it's great, why don't you go now, let's find a painting boat, order a few glasses of water and wine, and ask a few servants to play and sing...... The text is the text, and it is more important to be friends with Brother Ye Xian. ”

In his opinion, it was a very long-faced thing to be able to mix with Zhejiang Xie Yuan, so the fat on his face trembled, and he didn't call his fox friends and dog friends, which was quite a bit of a matter of picking up the gold ingots.

He asked Ye Chunqiu to wait for him for a while, and then came out in brocade clothes, looking very rich, and hired two sedan chairs, the sedan chair swayed and swayed, and then arrived at the bank of the Qinhuai River, the sky was already a little dark, Zhang Long was in high spirits, as if pointing to the country, pointing to the lights of the ten thousand homes in the river, and said with a smile: "You pay attention to the lanterns on this painting boat, you see, that is the literary and painting boat, only listen to the music, do not sleep with it...... And there......"

Ye Chunqiu was also speechless, and hurriedly said to Zhang Long: "Brother Zhang, seeing is believing, teach me like this, I don't understand it very well." ”

Zhang Long felt that it was very reasonable, so he smiled and bought a small lamp from the vendor, and even hung the small lamp on the branch by the trestle, and after a while, there was a painting boat slowly coming, leaning on the trestle, Ye Chunqiu was dumbfounded, Zhang Long was already swaggering to board the boat, and Ye Chunqiu was busy following in.

This Zhang Long is very familiar with this place, and his tone is very rough: "Let's have two literary songs first, don't bring meat, and then come to a table of banquets, oh, the new song "Peach Blossom Fan" in Ningbo is good, just sing this song, don't do anything to us, I and my brother are the right people, I don't like to hook up, if I defile my brother's innocence and get fishy, only you ask." ”

When the turtle slave saw Zhang Long's dress, he knew that he was a prisoner in Guozi School, most of these people were enrolled in the school, and they all had some identities, so they were not easy to provoke, so they hurriedly said yes.

When he raised his eyes and saw the person behind Zhang Long, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, the person who came was just a teenager, under the shadow of the lamp, he looked a little slender, wearing a scarf, his face under the scarf was quite handsome, and the hazy lantern light reflected in his eyes, and the clear eyes looked shining.

has a good appearance, but he is wearing a washed white Confucian shirt, and there seems to be a sharp blade around his waist.

Oh, it seems that he is a poor scholar, and this turtle slave can't help but secretly despise it in his heart, and this is probably the case in such a place to sell money.

Ye Chunqiu is not a dreamy person, naturally he doesn't feel that he can get any appreciation here with his so-called style and talent, but like Zhang Long, no matter how obscene his appearance is, he is dressed in gorgeous clothes, and he will always be treated as an uncle.

When I entered the cabin, the wine and vegetables were put up, the painting boat was already rippling in the river, the breeze was gentle, and the sound of the water rushing at the bottom of the boat came, and then several servants sat on one side with the lute, sitting or standing, and began to sing.

The voice is quite tactful, and it is really the peach blossom fan that is sung, but the voice is inevitably a little frivolous, and it is difficult to have the poignant atmosphere in the peach blossom fan.

After drinking a few glasses of wine with Zhang Long, Zhang Long was too drunk, so he squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "Brother Ye Xian, this article is almost the same, isn't it time to go to martial arts?" ”

Ye Chunqiu paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but say: "Brother Zhang is going to take care of himself, I'll sit here for a while." ”

Zhang Long looked ashamed: "Oops...... I'm afraid that I will snub my virtuous brother. ”

Seeing that Ye Chunqiu was not angry, he went to the deck to summon the turtle slave, whispered a few words, and entered another cabin.

Ye Chunqiu drank himself here, couldn't help but lean on the side of the boat, enjoy the breeze blowing on the river, the painting boat is trying to create an elegant atmosphere and cater to the readers, so a lamp is hung high along the side of the ship, but in Ye Chunqiu's psychology, if it is under this bright moon, in addition to the boat, the lantern, and the slightly frivolous pipa singing, only enjoy the sound of the turbulent river, as well as the breeze on the face, the silver moon sprinkled with speckled light, perhaps more intoxicating.

At this time, another painting boat staggered by, Ye Chunqiu was lying on the side, wanting to see which gold sellers were on the opposite ship, but he might as well find that this ship was not his own such a magnificent decoration, but with a bit of elegance, the doors and windows around were obviously closed, and there was no flashy singing, Ye Chunqiu raised his eyes, and then saw that in the faint lights on the opposite boat, a woman gently leaned out of the window, raised her eyes to look at the bright moon, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but be stunned, he was busy wiping his eyes, was his eyes dizzy? How do you look at this woman...... Familiar.

(To be continued.) )