As soon as Chen Xikang, who had been sleeping in the open for several days, entered the city, he immediately showed his skills, relying on his versatility to beg for food from strangers, but most of his targets were some young daughters, women in the flower season, and these women longed for the Langyu people in the mouths of storytellers, and Chen Xikang undoubtedly satisfied all the illusions of these women.

To have good looks, to have a figure, to carry a sword box, and to have a three-point chivalrous spirit, plus a sharp tongue, can speak well, and coax his daughter's family to tremble, Chen Xikang can always get some gold and jade as a reward.

When entering Yanjing, the sunset has been slanting in the west, beating the city to a golden yellow, in Chen Xikang's wanton literary talents, rhetoric to coax and amuse the beautiful woman who wanders after dinner, from his hands to get some silver two full stomach, the night has fallen to the earth.

"Chen Xikang, others wander the rivers and lakes, relying on courage and martial arts, but you can walk in all directions by relying on a face. ”

Dou Xian'er, who was stained again, said in amazement, when Chen Xikang talked to those women before, she hid from a distance and watched, obviously a stranger who had never met, but Chen Xikang could always communicate with people familiarly, and he could quickly win the trust of others.

Chen Xikang's charm seems to be especially liked by women.

"Senior sister, what's the use of relying on martial arts and courage, can you eat enough? Even if you can eat enough, can you eat well? I think that Brother Chen's talent is the best, and there is no need to fight with others, just talk and laugh with others, you can be clothed and fed, and it is very appropriate. ”

When he knew that the person around him was Chen Xikang, the notorious little prince of the West, Wei Qing still had some surprises in his heart, but after so many days, he was now convinced by Chen Xikang, and his five bodies were on the ground.

Although I don't know why there are such slanderous words circulating in the land of strong men, criticizing and satirizing Brother Chen as a talentless, unwise, and cowardly waste, but now Brother Chen in front of him is an impeccable and dashing son.

Rich in poetry and books, jade trees in the wind, martial arts attainments and amazing skills, coupled with the identity of the founding father, Brother Chen's amazing uniqueness is definitely not weak to those young talents in the Daming Palace.

"Begging for food, just asking for saliva to drink, I'm not as good as you say. In this world, after all, there are mostly well-wishers, kinder faces, sweeter language, and talking to people, who can always win a smile. ”

"I heard that there is a clear river called Xiushui in Yanjing City, there are many delicate and short buildings on both sides, willows are planted on the bank, the river water is clear and clean, every night when it is covered, the people who rest down will go there to play and have fun, it is a must-go place in this Yanjing City. ”

Xiucai doesn't go out, he knows what is going on in the world. But this knowledge is also from the book and the mouth of others, other things are fine, such a beautiful and beautiful scenery, just relying on the description of words, can only be imagined in the mind, to see its light, you have to go to the place to feel it.

There are 10,000 miles in the empty knowledge mountain, the sea can be a hundred rivers, but you don't have to go out, how do you know whether this mountain of ten thousand people is poor or beautiful, how does the sea of hundreds of rivers roll thousands of times?

"Xiushui River, I also know this. I heard that this Xiushui River is from the Huai River outside Yanjing City, flows in from the south of the city, runs through the small gang of Yanjing City, the decoration on both sides is beautiful and rich, and the pavilion garden built is even more quiet and suitable, it is a good place for talented and beautiful people to tryst. ”

Hearing Chen Xikang talk about Xiushui River, Wei Qing also said with great interest. The Xiushui River is an excellent place to talk about love, and the romantic atmosphere created by the environment alone can make the spring hearts of people with spring ripples.

Although the purpose of going to Yanjing was to visit Qin Kunbo, there was no need to be in a hurry, and after mentioning Xiushui River, several people left together with expectations.

However, unlike the expectations in the hearts of the three of them, Lao Jin, who was traveling with him, had no feeling for the famous Xiushui River. Almost all of the people who visited there were men and women in their prime of life, and he was a sloppy man who didn't fit in with that kind of place.

Before arriving at the Xiushui River, they saw the bright lights in the distance from afar, and when they listened to the noise coming from it, the faces of the three people had surprised expressions, and when they came to the edge of the Xiushui River, they were also a little infected by the lively atmosphere around them.

"The strong man has a lot of resources, and sure enough, different places have different customs and folklore, and at the same time, they have their own merits. ”

Looking at the gorgeous clothes coming and going on both sides of the river, the men and women are smiling brightly, attracting the spring breeze, although noisy, you can still hear the sound of Qingling laughter from the noise.

These laughter come from happy women who entrust the second half of their lives to their lovers.

Under the reflection of the lights and candles, Chen Xikang, who was standing with his hands in his hands, had a faint smile on his face, which made some daughters on the other side of the river stop in distraction after seeing it, and only came back to their senses after being squeezed by the flow of people behind them, but when they looked at the people on the other side of the river bank who were smiling like a breeze, their faces had become hot.

People who are strong men under the combination of etiquette and law and orderly discipline are much more conservative in their thinking, especially women.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and at this time, the Xiushui River is full of people who put lanterns and make wishes, and the river is full of river lanterns shrouded in boxy boxes.

There are words written on these boxes, but depending on the person, the handwriting on them is beautiful and neat, and some dragons and snakes are flying, but there are only a few who can write well, and most of the words and poems on the river lanterns are twisted and ugly.

Chen Xikang squatted down slightly, looking at the ugly words on the river lamp. Some people put river lanterns in order to seek glory and wealth, and some people are seeking health and peace, but on this festival, more river lanterns are the thirst and sustenance of young men and women for beautiful love.

"The little girl of the jasper family doesn't dare to climb the rich. Feeling the golden meaning of the man, I am ashamed of the city. ”

"Lan Zhiyi, promote its fragrance. Don't pick and admire, Yu Lan is hurt. ”

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"Anderson and Jun are inseparable from each other, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick. ”

Chen Xikang squatted down and silently read out the words of the poems written on the river lantern in his heart. The poems are very beautiful, but the words are really a little ugly, and I always feel that the wonderful emotions are a little less rich under the ugly handwriting.

"Lao Jin, make money!"

After a flash of inspiration in his mind, Chen Xikang, who was squatting on the shore, suddenly got up as he spoke, and startled Lao Jin, who was also squatting on one side and holding his hand in his hand.

"Make money?"

Looking at the prince who rushed away with interest, Lao Jin only had a stomach full of doubts.

At this time, Wei Qing and Dou Xian'er no longer knew where to play.

"Coming, coming! Ten pennies to write, no matter how long, no matter how much, as long as you give me ten pennies, I can write what you think in your heart, what you read in your heart on the river lantern!"

A shout that was completely different from the lively atmosphere around it suddenly sounded, and immediately attracted many people to look back.

The person who shouted was not anyone, it was Chen Xikang, who called Lao Jin and said that he was going to make money, and at this time, in front of him, there was a smooth stone slab, which was cut out by Lao Jin with a sword, and there was a pen and an ink on the slate.

As for Chen Xikang's back, there are a few large pieces of rice paper, on which are written poems, some of which are beautifully written, with sassy gestures, some of which are angular and decisive, and some of which are leaping and leaping, and every stroke is sharp!

After all, the rich armor is a minority, so Chen Xikang came up with the idea of writing for the person who released the river lantern, and this is how he makes money!

Seeing that Chen Xikang had so many different styles of handwriting behind him, but they all had their own merits and were extremely eye-catching, the hearts of the people around him who were not confident in his writing also wavered.

Writing, Chen Xikang still has real kung fu!

After having the first person, Chen Xikang's skills were immediately revealed, and after seeing that he could really write beautiful words, many people immediately surrounded him, and even some people were happy to reward Chen Xikang after seeing that the words on their river lanterns were not only beautiful, but also had a different artistic conception.

First helped to write, after finding that Chen Xikang was not only good at calligraphy, but also very good at writing, the people who spent money to write simply asked Chen Xikang to help them make poems and lyrics, and in order to better express the feelings that customers want to express, Chen Xikang did not do two endlessly, simply drew some pictures next to the poems, and in doing so, it attracted a group of people to applaud!

There was a long queue, and during this time, Lao Jin even ran his legs several times, just to buy ink.

Although a pair of calligraphy and painting is only ten yuan, Chen Xikang is still very satisfied at this time.

I kept helping everyone write, and it wasn't until late at night that no one came in front of Chen Xikang's slate.

Looking at the already sparsely populated riverbank, Chen Xikang stretched his somewhat numb and stiff fingers.

Although the people have almost gone, there are still many river lanterns in the Xiushui River, and about half of the words on these river lanterns are from Chen Xikang's hand.

Because the river is gentle and the river is calm and gentle, the river lanterns that people put on them will not float away quickly, otherwise if the water flows too fast, the words on the river lanterns will not be visible to those who want to see them.

"Brother Chen, it's a pity. So many words on the lanterns are from your hand, but none of them really belong to you. Brother Chen, are you really not in love?"

Wei Qing, who had already returned, was finally able to relax at this time because there were no guests, and at this time he looked at the river lantern in front of him and said lightly that he had also put a river lantern before, but it was secretly released.

Hearing Wei Qing's words, Dou Xian'er also looked at the people around her. If a person like Chen Xikang has a sweetheart, what does that person have to look like?

"My sweetheart......

Speaking of this, Chen Xikang raised his head, although his eyes were looking at the sky full of stars, but in his mind he was thinking about the so-called sweetheart.

"Nope. ”

After looking up and thinking for a while, Chen Xikang spoke lightly again.

Hearing this, Wei Qing and Dou Xian'er looked at the people around them at the same time again, but what they saw was Chen Xikang with an indifferent face.

This little prince in the west seems to be a little different.

"Childe, do you still write?"

In the silence, a gentle voice suddenly sounded, like a soft breeze in the evening, although there was a hint of summer heat, but under the cold light, it seemed a little warm.

Hearing this, Chen Xikang saw some black robes, and the wide hats covered the faces of the people in front of him, but judging from the slender waist and slender figure, the person in front of him should be a woman.

After not seeing his face, a trace of doubt in Chen Xikang's heart disappeared, but he said equally gently: "Yes, I don't know what the words the girl wants to write?"

"I would like to ask Gongzi to write the Tang poem "Acacia" for me. ”

"No problem, girl, wait a minute. ”

But Chen Xikang returned to the slate, and when he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the pen, the black-robed woman also followed, while Lao Jin looked at the hazy corner of the night.

Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Xikang wrote down the four lines of the poem "Acacia", but when he remembered a little because of the word red bean in his heart, the voice in front of him made him stunned.

"Lord Wang, Hongdou misses you. ”

What was revealed under the black robe was the familiar face, and at this time, the familiar person's eyes were full of affection, as if there was endless lovesickness hidden in it.