"Huh? Old man Mo? This is really a rare guest, you will come to this peach blossom banquet this year? ”

As the personnel arrived, four adults came in the middle of the garden, and one of them, the horse-faced old man, looked at Mo Lao in surprise and teased. Mr. Mo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Watching the sky last night, I felt that there would be some interesting things happening in this peach blossom banquet, so I came here today to watch one or two."

"Looking at the sky again, old man Mo, you look at the sky every day, don't you get tired of seeing crookedly?"

Another fat-faced old man couldn't help but say out loud. Old Mr. Mo chuckled lightly and shook his head slowly. Seeing this, the fat-faced old man didn't say much, turned his head to look at the fourth old man, and said with a smile.

"Old man Cui, what do you say you are a university scholar, how good it is to go home and sell peach blossom cakes obediently, look at it, how many people here seem to be here to compete for literary talents, but they are actually here for your peach blossom cakes?"

The old man surnamed Cui smiled and said softly.

"Isn't your joke very good, why don't I teach you how to joke? For example, your share of peach blossom cake is gone? ”

"Don't ......"

The fat-faced old man hurriedly smiled. With the four old men seated, the peach blossom feast officially began. Ye Lin sat on the stone and watched boredly as the young men and girls came forward to be coquettish. I have to say that these people's writing is really interesting. Until Cui Ming came on the field, this one came up directly holding the qin, followed by Mu Yun who was holding Xiao, Ye Lin was a little refreshed, couldn't these two want to show their affection in public?

The two of them slowly came on the field, Cui Ming sat down and stroked the piano, and then looked up at Mu Yun standing beside him, the two looked at each other and smiled, and a sour smell of love arose. It turned out that there had been an adulterous affair for a long time, Ye Lin took a sip lightly, and her eyes lingered delicately on the two people on the stage.

A faint sound of the piano sounded, and the sound of the flute followed closely behind, closely matching the sound of the piano. The sound of the piano Xiao Yin is one after the other, one left and one right, and the performance reaches the climax, and the climax is repeated, and then the Xiao Yin gradually weakens, the sound of the piano gradually stops, and the audience is silent, obviously shocked by the amazing performance of the two. Ye Lin was also slightly stunned, and then shook her head and chuckled, what a pair of dog men and women!

As the two of them came down, the eyes of the rest of the people were a little gloomy, it seemed that these two people had won the peach blossom banquet this time. Another girl walked briskly to the stage, her peach blossom eyes were still pure and flawless, which attracted the frequent attention of everyone in the audience. Cui Ning spread out a piece of paper, as if she was going to come to the scene to paint, seeing Cui Ming's stunned expression, it was obvious that this was the girl's temporary idea, Ye Linden felt a little interested. The girl's expression is focused, her eyes are slightly squinted from time to time when she paints, with a smile, and a few strands of hair fall on her soft cheeks with the peach blossom eyes that look a little charming.

Not long after, the painting was completed, Cui Ning unfolded the painting with a sweet smile, there was a path above, the peach blossoms were sprinkled, the girl closed her eyes and opened her arms as if to embrace the sky, her hair was scattered, the girl's expression was holy, and her temperament was refined. Isn't that me? Ye Lin was shocked, the painting on it was clearly herself who had just arrived in Taoyuan, and it was a beautified version.

Everyone in the audience was amazed, and from time to time they looked at Ye Lin's side. Ye Lin secretly complained, as soon as this painting came out, it directly pushed her to the cusp. Taking a deep breath, Ye Lin was ruthless in her heart, and walked to the stage with a sword as if she were looking at death, startling the people in front of her to hurriedly get out of the way, and when she arrived on the stage, Ye Lin said aloud to the four old men.

"Little girl Ye Lin, come here to dance the sword for a while."

The girl's temperament is generous and her expression is calm.

"Sword dance? I haven't seen each other in years, when was the last time I saw you? More than ten years, right? ”

The fat-faced old man was a little surprised, after all, the most of the poems here are for poetry, compared to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and few people seem to know how to do sword dance, right? The horse-faced old man frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head and said.

"It's been too long, I can't remember, this time there is actually a sword dance, it's really rare, let's watch it."

Old Mr. Mo looked at Ye Lin, his eyes flashed, and he muttered.

"Is this Yelene?"

Ye Lin said a word, stabilized her mind, lifted the long sword in her hand, and danced gently. Remember the teachings of your mother, if your heart is clear, you can concentrate on the long sword in your hand, the sword moves with your heart, and your body dances with the sword. Ye Lin silently recited these words in her heart, and then her eyes focused and tenderly at the long sword dancing in her hand, her body swung with the sword, and her soft waist twisted. For a time, the peach blossoms fell, sprinkled to Taichung, the girl raised the sword, the expression was gentle and quiet, the long sword in her hand was like a lover in her heart, or the waist and limbs were tortuous, or the body swirled with the sword, or jumped up gently, the girl's posture was graceful, the temperament was dusty, and everyone was fascinated.

The old man surnamed Cui had a bright light in his eyes, and said unconsciously.

"It's so beautiful to dance, this time it's the first one for her!"

The rest of the people also echoed slightly, and Mr. Mo stared at Ye Lin with interest, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dancing and dancing, Ye Lin inexplicably felt like a sword fairy. Hey, it would be nice if there was sword qi, Ye Lin sighed slightly in her heart, and then she didn't know what she thought, the internal force in her body gradually condensed into her hand, and it seemed that it was going to be transmitted to the long sword in her hand, and the girl's eyes gradually became hollow, if Meng Lao and others were there, they would definitely exclaim, epiphany!

As time passed, I don't know how long it took, and no one on the field called to stop, and they didn't want to stop there. The long sword in the girl's hand swung faster and faster, and a strange whirlwind began to swirl around the girl, with pieces of peach blossoms, at this time the peach blossoms surrounded the girl, and with the girl's dancing posture continued to turn, confusing everyone's eyes.

At this moment, this scene was deeply engraved in people's hearts, and Mu Yun looked at Ye Lin on the stage with a complicated expression. How could such a person be a person who likes women, if it really is, wouldn't it be a pity. Mu Yun echoed this sentence in her heart, and many people in the know thought the same.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the horse-faced old man felt something bad in his heart, so he swallowed his saliva and asked the people around him.

"Old man Cui, what is this woman's name? How do I feel like she's familiar? ”

The old man surnamed Cui also frowned and replied slowly.

"I think so, I heard the girl say that her name is Ye Lin, it shouldn't be the one from Ye Mansion, right?"

"Yes, it's Ye Lin from Ye Mansion."

Mr. Mo nodded, and several people looked puzzled.

"Ye Heng's daughter, uh...... Why do I always feel a little uneasy? ”

At this time, the fat-faced old man's face suddenly became frightened, and he shouted out in a lost voice.

"Meng Xin, Meng Xin! Isn't Ye Heng's wife Meng Xin, this Ye Lin is Meng Xin's daughter! ”

The rest of the people were all frightened when they heard this, and the horse-faced old man shouted.

"The wind is tight, pull it!"

The four old men fled in a hurry, and the teenagers and girls in the audience didn't react, feeling a little inexplicable, what is the situation with these people? At this moment, the wind pressure on the stage became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding aura became more and more depressed, until everyone in the audience began to feel that something was wrong, and the cyclone on the stage burst and the sword qi vented out.