The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed the ten thousand mountains!

The south of the Yangtze River is not as high and steep as Sichuan and Shu, and there are no apes on both sides of the river, but with the mighty river rushing forward, the speed of the ship is indeed very fast, and after two days, I don't know how far away from Hangzhou Mansion.

At the beginning of the boat ride, everyone was quite excited and happy, but as the journey was halfway through, the novelty passed, and then the loneliness followed.

Readers, the best way to dispatch loneliness is naturally to read and practice calligraphy. Xu Xian, Fang Zhongyong and other five Xiucai who participated in the competition occasionally gathered together to talk about the world and chant poems.

Among several people, in terms of poetic talent, Xu Xian naturally ranked first.

But when it comes to singing poetry and songs, Fang Zhongyong, who usually doesn't smile and is very serious, and rarely speaks, is the best at it.

When Fang Zhongyong sang poems and songs, there would be ancient rhymes, and when he listened to Fang Zhongyong's poems for the first time, everyone was shocked, and they actually had a kind of auditory enjoyment!

It turned out that Fang Zhongyong was naturally interested in this aspect, and he had also studied the ancient rhyme of poetry and how the ancients read it aloud. Later, for a long time, the first thing he did when he got up in the morning was to read aloud and recite ancient poems, and before he knew it, his poems became more and more charming and infectious.

In fact, in a sense, this is similar to the singers of later generations who would always hang their voices in the morning, and their voices would become louder and louder over time.

Of course, Fang Zhongyong is not just hanging his voice, but also figuring out the rhyme in ancient poems, so now whenever he reads poems, there will be some kind of magical power, like a pleasant piano sound, which makes people immersed in the scene and relaxed.

In fact, it is rumored that chanting ancient poems a long time ago is indeed a skill similar to the way of the qin, and if you can specialize in the art industry and have a deep study, it will indeed have a magical effect. It's just that this method has long been lost in the Dali Dynasty.

I don't know how Fang Zhongyong usually doesn't like to talk to people a lot, and his face always likes to be tense and expressionless, so how he likes to sing poetry.

However, what is even more unexpected is that because of Fang Zhongyong's poetry, it will bring him an unexpected magical encounter.

On this night, the boat was sailing quietly on the river, Fang Zhongyong was sitting by the window, reading at night, when suddenly a gust of wind blew open the window of the room, blowing the lights flickering.

Fang Zhongyong stood up and was about to close the window, but suddenly saw a figure turn in through the window, very strange!

You know, they don't live on land, but on a big boat in the middle of a wide river! Outside, there is a turbulent river, and who can enter the house through the window of this turbulent river?

However, although Fang Zhongyong was shocked in his heart, he was not afraid, and quickly calmed down.

First, because his character is like this, he is young and old, and he is very calm; second, he has a pure mind, has the integrity that a real scholar should have, has a strong and courageous manner, and is not afraid of demons and eccentricities.

"Who are you and why did you break into my room!" Fang Zhongyong quickly adjusted his mentality, not flustered, and asked as he stared at this uninvited guest.

The person who came was even more strange, she thought she was a petite girl, with braids on her head, a pair of big black and white eyes that were round and round, and she looked very eccentric!

The girl was wearing a light green dress, which looked very cute, with a slightly baby fat face, like a girl next door.

She came uninvited like this, and she came through the window, but she didn't have much restraint and shyness, which was completely inconsistent with the image of the ladies of the Dali Dynasty, she smiled at Fang Zhongyong and said, "I'm here to listen to your poetry." ”

Rao is room has a calm personality, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but be surprised, a little incredulous, and asked as if he had heard it wrong: "Yinshi?"

The green girl nodded seriously and confirmed: "Well, listen to your poetry!" After speaking, she hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "Two days ago, I happened to hear your poetry, and I liked it at once, this is the best sound I have ever heard, and I am very addicted. I've been secretly following your ship for the past two days, just to hear you recite poetry. ”

“......”

Fang Zhongyong didn't know what to say.

He is prepared that the comers are gangsters and monsters, and that they are plotting against him, and he is not afraid, and he has a way to deal with it.

But he really didn't expect that the other party looked like a girl about the same age as himself, and the purpose of climbing through the window was not to harm himself, or to have any wrong thoughts.

She just wanted to hear herself sing!

For a while, Fang Zhongyong, who was already not good at words, didn't know what to do.

The other party did not come with malicious intentions, and naturally he could not speak ill of himself or face each other viciously.

So, these two teenagers and girls who looked about the same age, with a little baby fat on their faces, were so deadlocked.

The green girl walked towards Fang Zhongyong, almost leaning beside him, looking up with a delicate face and smiling and pleading, "Would you still chant a poem tonight?" ”

The voice is weak, like coquettishness.

Being almost close to the girl, Fang Zhongyong's face suddenly turned a little red, and he hurriedly took two steps back like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the green girl, and said, "Girl, men and women don't kiss." It's already very late at night, and it's not good for lonely men and widows to be in the same room, so let's go!"

Not only did the green girl not leave, but she also went directly to the edge of Fang Zhongyong's bed, and said coquettishly like a scoundrel: "If you don't chant poetry, I won't leave!"

She is not an ordinary girl, but she doesn't care if she is a man or a woman. If she didn't listen to Fang Zhongyong's poetry today, she would be chattering in her heart, and she would have trouble sleeping.

was put on the bed by the girl, Fang Zhongyong's face turned even redder, and he wanted to pull her up and drive her out, but he was embarrassed.

He is not a pedantic sour talent, but he is still too young after all, and his love is just beginning, he may not be afraid of the wicked and the villainous, but he is a little afraid of facing women.

Even if he could guess in his heart that the green girl in front of him was not an ordinary girl, most likely a goblin, he was still not used to it.

It's not a fight, it's not good at scolding, Fang Zhongyong blushed and stalemate for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, sighed and said: "Okay, I'll sing a word for you, and you can leave quickly after listening to it!"

"Uh-huh! I'll leave right away after hearing this!" the girl in green nodded hurriedly, her face suddenly bloomed like a flower, and she said happily.

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.

Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I will say that it is a good autumn. ”

Fang Zhongyong's chant is a song "Ugly Slave" that Xu Xian once published in the Weidi newspaper.

He liked this poem very much at first sight, but he didn't feel it very deeply. In today's situation, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be able to comprehend this poem a little......

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