"This is Taihu Lake......

The Upong boat floated aimlessly in the lake. Zhao Changhe was lying on the bow of the boat, soaking up the sun, and it was not too hot.

The lake breeze is gusting, but it is a little cool.

Or maybe it's really calm and cool now?

Looking at the endless water, the clear surface of the lake is clearly visible even the fish below, and there are other boats in the distance, and the melodious fishing songs are sent in the wind, which is very comfortable to listen to.

For a northern man who has never seen the sea, he feels that this is the sea, but it should be quieter than the sea, not as vast and mighty as the sea in his brain, and the waves of the sea are not as imposing as the river he has seen, but it is more beautiful, quiet, and gentle.

Just like the person Tang Wanxiang.

It seems to gather the beauty of the world in one, and it is Jiangnan at a glance.

People say that if they want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it seems to be similar to use it on Tang Wan's makeup, and it is always appropriate to apply light makeup and heavy makeup.

She sat in the cabin, caressing the piano leisurely, playing a tune that Zhao Changhe had never heard.

It is something that you will feel very slow and boring in this world, and you can't appreciate it, but at this moment, this situation, this scene, is like water rippling in my heart, like the breeze on the surface of the lake sweeping across my cheeks, soft, I just don't want to mention any thoughts, just get drunk in this breezy lake.

What swords and swords, what moments of life and death, what world, what troubled times, are far from being in the same world.

Zhao Changhe took out the old wine gourd and poured a big sip of wine on his head.

Yue Hongling is the rivers and lakes in her dreams, isn't this?

What is the sword and the rivers and lakes carrying wine, Chu waist is slender and light in the palm of the hand...... Actually, that's what it is.

It's just that the thin waist doesn't belong to you, so let's round it up first.

Tang Wan's beautiful eyes fell on the bow of the cabin, looking at Zhao Changhe lying down leisurely and drinking, there was some resentment in his eyes.

I thought you played the piano for me, and I played it to you for a long time, right, you drank there leisurely, just like the girl from the backyard bamboo building in the backyard from Wanhualou in Jianhu City was invited to accompany you.

Tang Wanxiang thought about it and was a little funny, and it felt a bit similar to Zhao Changhe's attitude...... So casual.

I also said that every time I say a word, I have to think about it a few times in my stomach, and it's like this when I get acquainted with it, he really doesn't have any taboos.

"Hey!" She finally couldn't hold back and shouted: "Did you let me rest, or did you pull me to be a luthier to accompany you to the scenery?" ”

Zhao Changhe's words came from outside the cabin, and they were a little unclear in the lake breeze: "Didn't you say that you lived for me, wouldn't it be for me today?" ”

Tang Wanxiang was angry and funny: "Your ability to fight snakes with sticks is good, Sisi is gone, there is no maid, right?" ”

"Nothing, you are my master." Zhao Changhe asked with a smile: "But you are at ease, why bother who plays whom?" Are you happy now? ”

Tang Wanxiang actually wanted to say "um", but she turned her face again: "You come to play, I'll lie there and drink to be happy." ”

"It's stingy." Zhao Changhe got up leisurely and got into the cabin: "Haven't I learned it yet, Master continues to teach?" ”

In order to have a leisurely artistic conception, the two deliberately did not use the Tang family's big painting boat, and used the Wupeng boat, Zhao Changhe's such a large drilled cabin, and immediately felt that the cabin was about to be half occupied.

Tang Wanxiang reluctantly gave way to the side and motioned for Zhao Changhe to sit in front of the piano.

As a result, as soon as this guy sat down, it felt extremely crowded, and both of them had their arms together.

Tang Wan's makeup squinted expressionlessly, and Zhao Changhe stiffened his neck to look at the piano.

"Forget it." Tang Wanxiang was not entangled, and began to teach: "The piano has fingering, and it is not a finger of Zen plucking to make a sound, you see that ......"

The white jade-like fingers danced on the strings, twisting and wiping, elegant and fluttering, obviously signaling fingering, but Zhao Changhe looked at it, but basically forgot about it, and only looked at his hands.

It's really good-looking.

"Okay, will you try this method of fingerpicking?" Tang Wanxiang arched him with her shoulder slightly expectantly.

Zhao Changhe held back for a long time and lowered his head: "I haven't learned, let's demonstrate again." ”

Tang Wanxiang said strangely: "You learned such a complex stunt in the morning, how much sword intent it contains, and it hides all kinds of infinite changes, and you can learn it clearly after only practicing it a few times." This fingering should be very simple for you, not to mention that you still have experience in learning from Yue Hongling's secret weapon technique, why did you become stupid? ”

Zhao Changhe's head hung lower, and he muttered: "Just look at the hand......"

Tang Wanxiang: "? ”

Zhao Changhe: "......"

Tang Wanxiang put his hand a few inches in front of his eyes expressionlessly: "I have seen enough, not enough to see for another hour." ”

Before Zhao Changhe could say anything, his hand suddenly raised and covered his face with a "snap": "I can even let you touch it!" ”

"Grass ......" Zhao Changhe's face was hot and painful, not smoking, but embarrassing.

Tang Wanxiang squinted at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "In fact, if you learn this, you can evolve into a set of acupoint capture kung fu, you have been practicing martial arts for a short time, kung fu is on the knife, and there is a big lack of martial arts such as bare hands, which is a good supplement." ”

Zhao Changhe instantly hit the chicken blood: "Quick, demonstrate again!" Lao Tzu only needs to read it once! ”

Tang Wanmakeup couldn't laugh or cry.

However, this is true, once Zhao Changhe linked this to the understanding of martial arts, he really learned it after reading it once, that is, he was relatively unfamiliar, but the action understanding was really completely thorough, so simple that he didn't need to go a second time.

"Now I'll teach you this method of wiping the strings......"

The boat was leisurely, swinging casually in the middle of the lake, and the male apprentice and the female master sat next to each other in the small cabin, the fragrance of the fragrance was on the tip of the nose, and the shoulders were inadvertently touched, and the ears were exchanged and whispered.

When the father-in-law who was passing by saw it, he couldn't help but smile at his aunt.

What a scene.

When I go home, I want to urge my stinky boy to beg for a wife, how old are they and they are still fishing there every day.

As the sun sets, the lake glows with golden light, and the occasional fish flutter up and splash into the water. In the distance, there was the singing of the boat lady, Wu Nong's soft words, swaying people's hearts, more beautiful than the fishing songs outside the Qinghe River at that time, and the killing machine was only peaceful.

Tang Wanxiang reclined outside the cabin, and also carried a delicate small wine jug in his hand, drinking leisurely at the spout.

The hard-pressed bear apprentice is still familiar with fingering inside, and it is unknown whether he can really turn into a set of acupuncture hands, but in fact, it is Tang Wan's makeup.

It should have been him.,I'm listening.,Do you really think this is a girl in the backyard of Wanhualou?

Tang Wanxiang is now compiling a set of acupoint brushing techniques in his stomach, changing his own techniques, integrating a little piano technique fingering in it, and teaching him when the time comes, it will be regarded as a match.

I really think that the first adult will not deceive people...... Anyway, that set of fingering will not be bad at that time, maybe it will still be famous on the rivers and lakes......

The fishing songs on both sides of the strait are melodious, they are mainly love songs, and I don't know what it feels like to listen to Tang Wanxiang.

In the past, she was actually a little afraid of such scenes, such songs, which can make people's hearts deviate from the right thing, and the so-called glamorous sound makes people not want to forge ahead.

But today it seems to be very appropriate, except that the content of the love song does not match.

"Hey." Tang Wanxiang took a sip of wine and asked in the cabin: "You said that you have a song in your heart, why shouldn't you have a song in this situation?" ”

"Aren't these girls' songs very good, and their voices are good, I want to give them a reward, what kind of mess will I give them."

"Are these soft things suitable for a man like you? Let's have a song of the sound of the rivers and lakes, let me see what the bloodthirsty Shura has to say. ”

"However, this situation is not suitable for the majestic sound at all, are you deliberately trying to detach yourself from such a glamorous artistic conception?"

Tang Wanxiang was stunned and drank silently.

He's too perceptive.

I know her too well.

It's really strange why he understands himself so well, there isn't much intersection between the two at all.

"Forget the majestic voice, do you want to listen to the woman's voice?" Zhao Changhe suddenly asked.

Tang Wanxiang came back to her senses and said strangely: "Aren't they singing women's voices?" ”

"There are so many women in the world, how can they be all the tunes of children's affection?" Zhao Changhe plucked the strings a few times, and the original practice tune suddenly changed, and he was a little free and easy.

Tang Wanxiang looked back at the cabin, and came a singing voice that he was not familiar with: "No matter how cold the wind is, I don't want to escape, no matter how beautiful the flowers are, let me ...... flutter"

Tang Wanxiang looked at the sunset in the distance in a daze, and originally wanted to say, "This song of Yue Hongling is not my song", but after listening to it, she gradually became distracted, and she didn't want to speak anymore.

(End of chapter)