That was the last time Fang Xiaohou saw her, less than a year, in a leisure, I heard someone talking about it, saying that the merchant had returned to the capital and had taken in a beautiful girl, but she died of illness forever on the way home, and Xiang Xiaoyu died.

This hidden pain in the bottom of my heart, when I walked into the officialdom and wore a mask to show people with a smile, I never floated again, and at this time I evoked the sound of the piano, and when I came back to my senses, I was in tears.

Fang Xiaohou Ye wiped his tears, and said to Lin Yuqing with a reluctant smile: "Lin Gongzi's piano can be described as superb!"

asked Su Ziji again: "I don't know if Su Huiyuan has a poem to match?"

He came this time because he knew the details of Lin Yuqing, and he also knew that Lin Yuqing and Su Ziji were secretly fighting, and in addition to being angry in his heart, he also had worries about Lin Yuqing, a friend for many years.

But the matter has come to this point, and it is no longer good to deal with it, he can only hope that the relationship between the two is best limited to national hatred and family hatred, rather than personal resentment.

After all, they are all such wonderful people, and it's a pity that they really have a complete relationship with each other.

Of course, Fang Xiaohou Ye knew that he was naïve to think like this, but he immediately reversed his attitude towards his friends for many years, and he asked himself if he could do it.

Because of the entanglement in his heart, the tone of his invitation to Su Ziji at the moment also carried a trace of pleading that he didn't even realize.

Su Ziji glanced at it and smiled: "What's so difficult about this?"

Immediately, under the command of Ye Buregret, a maid laid out the tabletop and put the paper, Ye Buregret rolled up his sleeves and personally studied ink for Su Ziji.

Su Ziji thought about it for a while, then dipped it in ink and wrote a poem.

"Raise a glass and laugh at Yama, don't admire fame and sing evening songs. Half a generation of youth knows all kinds of flavors, and is full of ambition to fold three waves. Obsessed with the powerful, the romantic rivers and lakes are also in vain. Cai Ju Dongli is still proud, why regret and sigh. ”

Lin Yuqing and Fang Xiaohou Ye both watched, waiting for this poem to be written, not to mention that Fang Xiaohou Ye was full of flavors in his heart, Lin Yuqing, who was in his thirties, and half of his youth had been wasted in this big Zheng Jingcheng, was also full of emotion.

I just feel that this poem was written by Su Ziji to himself.

It's a pity that he is like this, it is no longer possible to hope for any romantic rivers and lakes, let alone the days of picking chrysanthemums, half of his youth has been wasted, so he can only grit his teeth and go on.

Thinking about it like this, all kinds of grievances, and the difficulties in the first half of his life made him breathe a sigh of relief in his chest.

After reciting this poem several times, I couldn't help but laugh again.

Unexpectedly, the one who knows himself best is the one who finally cheated himself!

obviously has a gap of teenage years, and the other party can express all kinds of sadness that he can't talk to people.

I was never pushed to Da Zheng by Lin Guo to be a proton back then, only as a son of the clan who was not valued, at least in Lin Guo, food and clothing can be solved, and I can play the piano and play chess every day, so that I don't have to be too wronged by myself, but I am at ease.

It's a pity that his fate has never been in his own hands, only if he moves forward, even if he dies, he can't regret it!

For a while, the room became dead silent, and only the sound of rain could be heard, but when I saw Su Ziji's pen non-stop, he wrote another poem.

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled? It's just that it was already clear at the time.

I still have emotion in the last poem just now, and when I saw the sentence "Can this love be recalled? It's just that I was stunned at the time", Lin Yuqing suddenly didn't know which place of affection was touched, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he barely held back his tears and sighed: "With this poem, my life is not in vain!"

As he spoke, he bowed to Su Ziji and went out.

Lin Yuqing went out, and as soon as the drizzle and cool breeze were stirred, two people who were guarding the entrance of the hall helped him get into the ox cart, and one of them asked: "Lord, you don't look right, is it confirmed that Su Ziji framed you?"

"Go back first!" Lin Yuqing didn't answer immediately, just waved his hand, only heard a shout, the ox cart moved, this kind of weather, there are almost no pedestrians at the entrance of the alley, and it goes out smoothly, only the sound of the cow's hooves falling together in the muddy water.

"This situation can be recalled? It's just that it was already clear at the time. ”

Listening to the drizzle, Lin Yuqing read the poem written by Su Ziji again, and sighed: "If it was before, I might be able to really become a confidant......

It's a pity.

It's a pity that Su Ziji has a talent for piano and chess, and he has talent and ambition, but in the end, he is just a puppet set up by Lin Guo in Dazheng, an eyeliner, and a chess piece that may be considered important, and he can't become a chess player in the end.

And Lin Yuqing, it's a pity that Su Ziji, a teenage Huiyuan, is young and handsome, although he has never focused on chess, he also has talent, and he can write good poems casually, and this poem is still in line with his own heart.

It's not that you have a mortal enemy, you make friends one day earlier, there are no mistakes, and it is not so difficult to become a confidant.

To be honest, although he has a good relationship with Da Zheng's Fang Xiaohou, it mainly relies on the long contact time and his own deliberate pandering, in terms of deed, in exchange for Su Zi's nationality in Fang Xiaohouye's position, or the two will not stop at friends for a long time, but are friends who are irreversible.

As soon as the words turned, Lin Yuqing appeared with a sneer, and said: "Whether it is framed by Su Zizhi or not, according to what is written on the note, this person is a descendant of the former prince of Dazheng, because of the incident more than ten years ago, I have formed a blood feud with the prince, what is written on it is true, I am afraid that this matter will not be good." ”

This is a dark battle between you and me.

Between his fingers, there was a hair between his fingers, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see it at all.

This is when he took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, when he leaned over to look at the poem written by Su Ziji, and took it away from Su Ziji's shoulder.

Originally, he didn't go to Peach Blossom Lane to reconcile with Su Ziji, let alone to see the complicated face of Fang Xiaohou Ye rushing over.

Now that I have decided to return to China, before leaving, if I don't return the favor, it is not my own style.

Moreover, based on the conclusion he came to with his friendship with the inner circle of the ya, the old emperor of Da Zheng seems to have remorse for the prince's incident, and will miss the prince more and more as time goes by, as his sons become more and more fierce in their succession.

As a descendant of the crown prince, Su Ziji is alive, and he may really be able to climb to a high place in the future.

Judging from the current national strength of Da Zheng and Lin Guo, there really was a day when he fled back to Lin Guo, and it was impossible for him to have a peaceful birthday.

Lin Yuqing handed this hair into the hands of his entourage: "This is Su Ziji's hair, when we evacuate, please ask Lord Yan to perform the spell immediately." ”

"My lord, the price of performing the spell in Beijing is very high. This entourage was a little stumbling: "And Su Zi is ......"

"This person is just a Huiyuan now, but he is not a noble person, he can cast spells, and I only want to affect one or two, not to kill him. Lin Yuqing said lightly: "So it's just to interfere with his palace test, it would be better if he could lose his honor in front of the king." ”