"Good songs, good words. Fan Ruoruo smiled and sighed: "Miss Sang's singing skills are really extraordinary. ”

Sang Wen was praised by the famous lady of the Fan family in Kyoto, and he was satisfied, and he blushed slightly and bowed.

"The winter scene is cold, but it makes this hot summer rì a little more refreshing. Lin Wan'er also nodded in praise.

Fan Xian was reborn in Qingguo for sixteen years, but he still didn't like to listen to tunes very much, but he often missed Yang Zongwei's singing voice in his previous life, thinking of Yang Zongwei, and thinking of He Zongwei, who often came to Fan's mansion to visit some people before, his brows wrinkled, he hated that genius for no reason.

However, the sentence "Suddenly meet in a silk dress" in Miss Sangwen's song provoked some of his thoughts. The silk dress is a white silk sleeve and a thin silk undershirt, as plain as a white plum, and before the original Qingmiao incense case, when he and Wan'er first met, Wan'er was wearing a white sè dress, like a plum branch?

It's just that the cold plum has a little more of the incense of chicken legs. Fan Xian subconsciously looked at Lin Wan'er, but found that she was also looking at herself, her eyes touched, Fan Xian smiled slightly, and Lin Wan'er was slightly ashamed.

Although Ye Ling'er has already admitted Fan Xian's ability, looking at this rippling scene, her heart is still a little uncomfortable somehow, and she coughed twice: "I don't like listening to music." ”

Fan Xian smiled and said, "It seems that Miss Ye and I are generally rough people. He admitted that he was rude, but these words dragged Ye Ling'er in, and the other two girls couldn't help laughing, and even Sang Wen, who was a little stunned, couldn't help but cover his mouth.

At this time, he was the only man in the mountain hall, his sister and Wan'er were sitting next to him, and Ye Ling'er was sitting next to Wan'er, with a faint girlish atmosphere, this feeling made Fan Xian feel very good, and sighed that this life was worthwhile, and this trip was worthwhile. As long as it is not the lord of Roujia by his side, Fan Xian thought with some fear, a girl is the most wonderful existence in the world, but if it is a little girl who always looks at you with the eyes of her husband ten years later, it will not be good.

At this moment, Miss Sangwen suddenly mustered up the courage to bow and whispered to Fan Xian: "The little girl is presumptuous and wants to ask Fan Gongzi for a word. ”

Artists in Beijing, what they fight is pomp, but also the level of supporters, and it is the prince or the prince who listens to the music, but in the end, it is still a strength, which is the kung fu of lyrics and songs. This Sang girl can be seen by the county lord and the eldest lady of the Fan family at the same time, she is naturally a first-class person, and she thinks that it is a good song and a good word, and now she met Fan Gongzi, who is famous in Kyoto poetry, and she can't help but be reserved, and regardless of the big difference in the identities of the two parties, she bravely put forward this somewhat presumptuous request.

Fan Xian was stunned, but Lin Wan'er and her sister beside her were already giggling and asked him to write, and even Ye Ling'er opened her eyes with curiosity, wanting to see what kind of sentences he could have.

Fan Xian was annoyed and couldn't, so he had to go into the back room, lay paper and ink, Fan Ruoruo had already sat down in front of the bookcase and waited. It turned out that Fan Xian was just a scholar, and the three girls who followed into the house couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene.

"My sister's words are better. Fan Xian explained with a little embarrassment, although he was diligent in practicing calligraphy when he was in Shanzhou, but it was still not as beautiful as his sister's handwriting, so he simply let Xian.

After a while, Fan Ruoruo wrote down a few words read by Fan Xian with a small Kai of Juanxiu, when Sang Wen first heard it, his eyes were already bright, and after nervously taking the paper, he read it carefully, and he was overjoyed, and bowed to Fan Xian Yingying: "Sang Wen thank Fan Gongzi for his gift, and he is very gracious." ”

Lin Wan'er and Fan Ruoruo also shook their jaws one after another, thinking that the word written by Fan Xian was worthy of the word "great grace". If Sang Wen composes a good tune and sings this word all over Kyoto, I am afraid that there will be a few more years of good Shaoguang.

Fan Xianjin copied Tang Xianzu's wonderful words: "It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they are all paid with broken wells and decaying walls like this, and the beautiful scenery of the good day is the sky, and the courtyard is happy." Flying in the morning and twilight, clouds and clouds, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats, Jinping people look at this Shaoguang cheap. ”

He looked at the women intoxicated, sighed and shook his head, thinking that the whole article of the Peony Pavilion is a wonderful text, this paragraph is put forward alone, the beauty is beautiful, there is no comparison between the context and the context, and there is always a lack of some jīng qi - it's just that he is now busy with business and falling in love, and even the outing is crowded, how can he have time to tidy it up, it seems that the dissemination of this advanced culture is indeed very difficult.

"It's a little miserable. Ye Ling'er, who had been silent, reacted a little sluggishly, and it was only at this time that she tasted the true taste of the sentence, and said sadly.

Suddenly, Fan Ruoruo's face changed, and he thought of the beautiful scenery in this word, which had already appeared in the stone record, Lin Daiyuxing's wine order. If Sangwen sang this word all over Beijing, wouldn't it be immediately clear that the stone record was written by her brother? But she looked at Fan Xian and seemed to have forgotten about it, and deep down in her selfish heart, she also thought about her brother fighting for the name again, so she couldn't help but smile slightly, and covered it up without mentioning it.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――― outing ended successfully, and everyone got what they wanted before they came. Ye Ling'er got some "small means", Sang Wen got Fan Xian's words, Fan Sizhen got a belly of grilled fish and barbecue, Brother Dabao finally pulled a horse back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fan Ruoruo got two days of elegant scenery and pure heart, Lin Wan'er got the opportunity to get close to her brother, Fan Xian got the most, but he couldn't say.

If it ends like this, everyone will be happy. But when Fan Xian heard Wang Qinian's report, he frowned, he really didn't expect things to be so coincidental.

The prince is coming!

............ "Withdraw!"

Hearing that the prince was coming to the summer village today, Fan Xian didn't say a word, and instructed Wang Qinian to arrange for his team to retreat back to Beijing. Just kidding, the prince of a dignified country wants to come to spend the summer, do you still dare to fight with him for territory? What's more, his Fan family has always been classified as the second prince's faction, the prime minister broke with the East Palace, and the Supervision Yuan hugged His Majesty's thigh, although the power behind Fan Xian was great, it was all the prince's most hated target. If the two parties really meet in a narrow way, even if there is a "fake county lord" and Ye Fan and the two young ladies by Fan Xian's side, the prince really wants to humiliate himself, and he has nowhere to find someone to judge.

His Majesty the Emperor said in the Qingzhu Tea Shop on the bank of the Liujing River that Xiao Fan Xian should be able to live comfortably in Beijing. But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince probably doesn't like Xiao Fan Xian very much, if there is a difference of opinion between father and son, Fan Xian does not have that kind of conceit, thinking that the emperor will come out to deal with his son for the son of a minister.

So he wants to withdraw, withdraw cleanly, neatly, not give the prince a chance to see himself, not give the prince a chance to humiliate himself, and at the same time, it is also to not give himself a chance to be humiliated, in case he can't help beating the prince and committing a crime against the sky.

Chic and dashing, but about to withdraw in a panic, Fan Xian's heart is not a taste. And Lin Wan'er frowned even more and was a little unhappy, thinking that Brother Chengqian was not a tiger, how could her husband be afraid of being like this. Ye Ling'er also looked down on Fan Xian, who was afraid of the powerful, and thought to herself, what about the prince? When His Majesty sent him to the Ye family to practice martial arts when he was a child, he was beaten differently.

After all, Fan Xian is just an eight-grade Xielulang, the illegitimate son of Si Nanbo, where is it like these two girls' families who have been in and out of the palace since childhood, and they are used to seeing the top people in the world. And his thoughts are always much more mature than these girls, and he knows that this matter is a little sensitive.

It was precisely because he arranged it quickly, so when the prince's team was about to arrive at the summer resort, Fan Xian's team had already gone to the official road, and the two sides passed by.

At this moment, a gong and drum sounded, as if the stage was about to sing, the prince's motorcade stopped, and a large internal guard asked Fan Xian's side to stop. Fan Xian lifted the curtain of the car, looked over expressionlessly, and saw that above the car of Ming Huang Sè, the eighteen-year-old man with the most power in the world after rì, the prince of his country, was weakly saying something to the carriage behind him.

Prince Li Chengqian, his facial features are quite handsome, but he feels that his anger is not very good, his face is a little pale, and the corners of his lips are slightly dark. He came to the summer resort to spend the summer, but he didn't expect to see Wan'er's sister and the girl from the Ye family on the road, both of whom grew up together, so he stopped to talk a few words.

Knowing that Sister Wan'er spent the night in the summer resort yesterday, Li Chengqian said bitterly: "You don't take care of your body, the imperial doctor said that you are most afraid of wind and cold in this disease." ”

Ye Ling'er smiled beside her and said, "Sister Lin is not worried about this, but now she is accompanied by a famous doctor." Lin Wan'er frowned and glanced at Ye Ling'er, and explained with a smile: "It's already summer, where will there be any wind cold." ”

But he didn't change the conversation, the prince was very curious about Ye Ling'er's words, and after asking carefully, he realized that the carriage in front of him was actually the future husband of Wan'er's sister, and he was very surprised, and said: "It's the Fan family's black boxer? ”

"Forget it, Your Highness, don't scare him. Lin Wan'er said with some embarrassment.

The crown prince frowned and said: "There are also a few poor relatives in the Son of Heaven's family, after you get married, he is also my brother-in-law, what are you afraid of when you meet him? Besides, after a while, the emperor always summons him into the palace and meets those ladies in the palace." He paused, and then said: "And there is a task to be handed over to him by the imperial court soon, does he still want to hide from people?"

These words were extremely serious, and the two teams of horse workshops suddenly fell silent.

"Meet His Highness the Prince. A voice broke the peace, and Fan Xian didn't know when he had come to the prince's car, and bowed with a smile.