In the blink of an eye, it is the first day of the first month of March.

Jiangnan in March is full of spring.

The willows on both sides of the Xizi Lake in Pingjiang City have become green, the spring water of a lake ripples in the spring breeze, several painting boats lazily float on the surface of the lake, and occasionally the sound of the piano is a little, and the sunset spread on the lake surface is soft into the appearance of red silk.

It's on this West Lake, on one of the painting boats called Silver Hook.

On the deck of the second floor stood six boys, one woman and seven teenagers.

Among them, the girl wearing a moon-white dress is the most conspicuous.

She stood at the bow of the boat, facing the sunset and facing the wind.

The river breeze blew her dress, and her long shawl hair.

Her eyes were like autumn water, but she was not blown by the wind.

Her eyes were calm and waveless, and what was clear was an indifferent look.

She doesn't have any extra accessories on her body, as she doesn't need any extra accessories to embellish at all.

She had a sword at her waist and a harp on her back.

The sword is a short sword of one foot and six inches.

Violin...... It is a six-stringed instrument in a mahogany box.

The whole person is clean, neat, and has that pretty face that is white and red...... When she stood there, she gave people a faint, like a wisp of Zen, floating, painting, dusty, and smoking.

It's a natural temperament.

Generally speaking, it means that people should not be close, just like the lotus flowers in summer, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Her name is Xia Hua.

The closed disciple of the Tianyin Pavilion Pavilion, the future Tianyin Pavilion Lord, and the genius girl Xia Hua who is talented in both civil and military arts!

She is the only disciple of Tianyin Pavilion who cultivates both qin and sword.

Her sword can kill, and her harp can kill.

This time, he was ordered to go out of the Tianshan Mountains, mainly to experience in the rivers and lakes, and the secondary thing was to kill people.

Kill a man named Li Chen'an.

Coming to Pingjiang City in Ningguo, it was the first day.

Previously, she had never taken the young man named Li Chenan in her eyes, but since she entered Pingjiang City, she suddenly found that all she heard in her ears was the deeds of Li Chenan-

Year eighteen.

Born in Guangling City.

The first seventeen years were all fools.

On the third day of March last year, he suddenly opened his mind.

Then, just like what is written in the play, no, it is even more outrageous than the play!

In just half a year, he became the eldest son of the emperor of Ningguo, and he also became the regent of Ningguo!

These rumors are not much different from the news sent by Saburo, which shows that they are not rumors, but his true deeds.

Especially the letter from Saburo that I received yesterday.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned in Ningguo, thanks to Li Chen'an!

He, Li Chen'an, had already left Ningguo Kyoto, and he did not meet with His Royal Highness the Prince, but he made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince return in vain...... This is a master of chess, he has already fallen behind, and he has long been cut off from the back road of His Royal Highness the Prince.

It even made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince unable to generate the ambition of fighting against Ningguo.

This young man named Li Chenan is really an extremely dangerous character.

Her face suddenly froze.

For the sake of Wu Guoji, he should be killed!

Just as Xia Hua was thinking about this, the sound of the piano suddenly started in the cabin, and after a while, there was a singing.

The sound of the piano is resentful, and the singing is desolate.

It was not very compatible with this situation, but Xia Hua still tilted her ears slightly and listened carefully.

"Ten years of life and death,

Don't think about it, it's unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other,

Dusty ...... Sideburns like frost. ”

Xia Hua was taken aback, this poem is very well done, and it completely writes the sadness in the heart of the lyricist...... I seem to have seen such sorrow before......

Xia Hua's heart chuckled, she remembered her mother!

Her mother's name is Miao Qiuqin!

The mother seems to be happy.

The reason why I use the word seems is because once in the night, in the moonlight, when my mother was alone, her face clearly flowed with endless sorrow.

Then, she roughly knew where her mother's sorrow came from—

The man whose name is Wen Boiling Rain!

The mother married the father, and she didn't marry the love she wanted!

In the blink of an eye, the stinky man named Wen Boilyu, who has been away from his mother for 20 years, still doesn't think about it and forgets it.

If there is another time to meet, will they no longer know each other, and they are already dusty and frosty

The sound of the piano was curling again, and after a while, there was another singing:

"The night comes and the dream suddenly returns home,

Xiao Xuan window, dressing.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year,

Moonlit Night...... Short Pine Hills! ”

The song echoed in the night breeze, as if to make the afterglow of the setting sun even more sad.

The sound is still playing, getting lighter and lighter, and this is the end.

Xia Hua recounted for a moment, and suddenly said: "If you want to talk about poetry and articles, the heritage of Ning Guo is more profound." ”

"I have long heard that the south of the Yangtze River in Ningguo is a place where literati come out in large numbers...... Such a poem of remembrance and memorial should not be written by a young man. ”

"It was done by Ning Guoyi, who lost his beloved."

"I'll go in and ask Miss Miaomiao, when I go to visit this great Confucian, maybe I can ask for a good poem."

After saying this, Xia Hua turned around, and with a slight movement of lotus steps, she entered the cabin and came to the Miao Miao girl on the front platform.

Miaomiao raised her head, got up, and said a blessing to Xia Hua.

The silver hook painting boat, which was wrapped by the beautiful lady in front of her, was her most honored guest.

"Hello Miss!"

Miaomiao stretched out her hand, "Miaomiao revisited this lyrics and songs, and I entered the realm for a while, disturbing Miss, please forgive Miss...... Miss here, please! ”

The two of them came to a tea table next to them.

Miao Miao took the fire fold, lit the tea stove, and boiled a pot of tea.

Xia Hua opened her mouth and asked:

"This song is excellent!"

"I just want to know who wrote this song?"

Miss Miao Miao smiled faintly, stretched out a hand and stroked a few strands of hair that were blown by the wind between her ears, and said:

"This song was made by the hands of the merchants...... The businessmen went to the immortals in the change of Kyoto last year, and this became a swan song. ”

As for the poem...... It is from the hand of the poet immortal of our Ning Kingdom, the current regent Li Chen'an and Li Gongzi. ”

Xia Hua was taken aback, and suddenly stared at Miao Miao with a pair of beautiful eyes, and asked in surprise after five breaths:

"You say, this poem was made by Li Chenan?"

The wonderful girl took the tea into the pot and bowed her head slightly:

"Of course, this word was written on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival last year."

"That night, Li Gongzi made sixteen unparalleled poems in the world in a row in the literary world of Kyoto, and defeated those genius teenagers of the Yue Kingdom in one fell swoop!"

Because of this, the emperor named Li Gongzi Shixian...... In the hearts of women like us, his identity as regent is not heavy, but we prefer his identity as a poet. ”

Miaomiao pursed her lips and smiled, and a red glow flew on her face:

"Such a talented man, I heard that he is extremely handsome, who can not love a woman in the world?"

A sigh of surprise:

"It's a pity that a lowly person like me can only hide that love deep in his heart."

"After all, the person he really likes is the third lady from Zhongli Mansion."

"I heard that there is one more now, it is said to be Xi Wei's daughter...... They are blessed men...... Li Gongzi values love and righteousness, and would rather give up the country than abandon the beauty...... The story of him and Miss Ruoshui may be able to be written and passed down for thousands of years. ”

Miao Miao suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Xia Hua, and said quippingly: "Miss has the beauty of ice and snow, if you ask a man in the world, who can match it...... I thought that there was only Li Gongzi! ”