The endless Taihu Lake seems to be connected with the distant sky from the shore.

Under the reflection of the warm sun, the lake water is more rippling and sparkling.

The clear blue surface of the lake is like a giant mirror, reflecting everything around it.

On the surface of the lake, a few wisps of cold wind were set off from time to time, which not only caused ripples in the calm lake water, but also blew the scattered drifting ships on the lake.

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate.

Although this is a poem used by Su Dongpo to describe the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, it is not an exaggeration to describe the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake at this moment.

Lu Li's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were pillowed behind his head, and he was lying lazily in the cabin, with a sweet and pleasant song coming from his ears, and his delicate face looked extremely pleasant.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci looked into the distance from the cabin, and they had the meaning of taking in the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake.

It has been more than a month since the death of Yang Tiexin and his wife, Mu Nianci returned to the bamboo house from the city that day, and saw that her father and mother had both died.

This trip to Taihu Lake is also an idea that Huang Rong came up with.

The main purpose is naturally to let her Sister Mu come out to relax, and she has a little smile on her face.

Secondly, her brother Jing has lived in the desert since he was a child, and where can he have the opportunity to appreciate the mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River, so he just took him to open his eyes.

So the group rented the boat from the fisherman, and when they rowed to the middle of the lake, they left it alone and let the boat drift on the lake.

"Just sing a few songs over and over again, can you change something fresh?" Lu Li suddenly opened his eyes, and interrupted Huang Rong's beautiful singing with an inopportune complaint.

Seriously, Huang Rong sings really well.

The Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master not only has superb martial arts and extraordinary attainments, but also even the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Qimen Dunjia are all excellent.

Although Huang Rong's girl's martial arts have not been fully inherited by Huang Yaoshi, she is very proficient in these side ways.

The reason why Lu Li said this was purely to pick a bone in the egg - deliberately finding fault.

"What do you want to hear? If you have the ability, you can sing it yourself. ”

Huang Rong pursed her lips rather displeased, and put on an expression that you can do it, you can't compare it.

She was also depressed in her heart, she was originally enjoying the mountains and rivers, why was there such a disappointing guy around her.

"I'll come, I'll come, master, I still specialize in treating all kinds of disobedience."

Lu Li was also not to be outdone, sat up as he spoke, cleared his voice at the same time, and began to sing softly:

"For whom this life carves scars, thousands of years of martial arts, pride pierces the sky;

Dreams continue, heroes are chivalrous and tender, and the Yiren are always accompanied by wine and laughter;

Hero, the sword has risen from the dust, in the endless desert, the heart is reborn;

Dreams, constantly extended, who looks at the Central Plains of their homeland, spends their lives constantly asking, where does the love go, who is the song for;

The light yarn is difficult to solve the wound of longing with the wind, the hero is sad for whom he has been in love several times, and the sound of the piano continues to be appreciated with whom in this life;

Before the sound was noticed, the horse was in the field......"

This song "Dark Clouds" has the chivalrous atmosphere of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, and quietly depicts the beautiful scenery and desert style of the south of the Yangtze River, with a light and fresh rhythm, which is very different from the songs of this era.

After singing a song, not to mention that Guo Jing and Mu Nianci were fascinated by it, even Huang Rong was a little moved, and couldn't help but look at Lu Li differently in her heart, and asked curiously at the moment: "You made this song?" ”

"It's not me, it's still you?" Lu Li snorted lightly and asked unceremoniously.

"Brother Lu's song reminds me of a lot of things." Guo Jing said with admiration.

He has no talent for music, but he still judges that this is a rare and good song, and the lyrics are very much in line with his mood and ideas.

"This piece is really good to sing, and the rhythm is extremely rare." Mu Nianci nodded in agreement, and at the same time glanced at Lu Li unexpectedly, she really didn't know that this guy was also proficient in music and rhythm.

While a few people were talking, an elegant boat nearby slowly approached.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know who wrote that piece just now, and what is the name of the song?"

The boat stopped a few feet away from them, and a middle-aged man opened the window and asked.

I saw this man in Confucian clothes, holding a white goose feather fan in his hand, and a kind smile on his thin face.

"This song is called "Dark Clouds", which I composed in my spare time, so I sang it wantonly and lightly, but it bothered the elderly." Lu Li cheekily planned this work under his own name, and politely apologized to the other party.

"It's okay, it's okay, the lyrics and music of your song have opened the old man's eyes today, I wonder if Xiaoyou can copy a copy of the score to me?"

The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand and said, obviously he was extremely interested in the song Lu Li had just sang.

Lu Li nodded with a smile and agreed, "It's a trivial matter." ”

As he spoke, Lu Li raised his eyebrows proudly, and glanced at the other three people in the cabin with a slight show off, causing the three of them to be speechless for a while.

"By the way, I don't know what to call a few little friends?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"In the lower land...... Lu Renjia. ”

Lu Li thought about it and said, and then introduced the other three to him one by one.

The three people in the cabin all smiled when they heard this, and they did not debunk the fake name of Lu Renjia at the moment.

Who let the name of the thief Saint Lu Li spread in the rivers and lakes in recent days, at this moment they don't know the identity of the other party, and Lu Li naturally doesn't dare to put his bottom together.

"In this way, Xiaoyou and I are considered to be our own family. The old man returns to Yunzhuang Lu Chengfeng, if you don't dislike it, would you like to have a few drinks in my village? So that I can do the friendship of the landlord. ”

Guiyunzhuang Lu Chengfeng, isn't this Huang Rong's senior brother?

The Eastern Evil Huang Yaoshi has six apprentices, and this Lu Chengfeng is the fourth, and it is said that he likes poetry and songs as much as Huang Yaoshi, which seems to be true.

Back then, due to the theft of the "Nine Yin True Scripture" by the Black Wind and the Two Evils, Lu Chengfeng and other disciples were broken by Huang Yaoshi and expelled from Peach Blossom Island.

After leaving Peach Blossom Island, Lu Chengfeng settled in Taihu Lake to marry a wife and have children, and built Guiyunzhuang by Taihu Lake with the layout of Peach Blossom Island.

Lu Qian thought about it like this, and couldn't help but glance at Huang Rong, but saw that she was also looking at him with some doubts.

It seems that Huang Rong also thought of something from the name Lu Chengfeng.

Since it is Lu Chengfeng, it can be regarded as half of his own person.

Besides, I don't think I'm going to eat and drink, this is a serious way to communicate with music.

Lu Li immediately nodded, and thanked Lu Chengfeng: "Lord Lu Zhuang is gracious, but I will be disrespectful to a few others." ”

"Okay, a few little friends, please come with me."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and nodded with satisfaction to a few people, and hurriedly signaled his boatman to lead the way.