Chapter Eighty-Five: July

It's July.

Stacked into the eyebrows, vines and leaves green.

The green wall is surrounded by clouds, and the bottom of the stone bones is smoked.

The flower boat is parked on the water, and the beads are used as curtains, and the silk and bamboo are endless.

Look carefully, there are fair women, there are about twenty, all of them have good faces, Chu Chu is weak, slender toes and teeth, such as water red ling, soft language and singing, and the fragrance is fine.

Li Chuyang drank all the wine in the cup, gave a thumbs up, and exclaimed, "Brother Chen, it's really you, I didn't expect you to pull out so many Qingqi people from Xiaoxiang Pavilion at once, admire, really admire." ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen. ”

"Beauty, alcohol, poetry, those who didn't come will regret their deaths. ”

"If this development continues, the Baihe Poetry Society may become an elegant thing in Fucheng. ”

The other scholars also praised each other, smiling brightly.

Chen Yan raised his glass and the gentlemen should be reconciled, like a fish in water, and his posture was calm.

Since getting a large number of treasures from Lanjiang Water Mansion, Chen Yan simply found someone to repair the entire Baishui Cloud Mansion, dig the river to build a lake, and lead the Baihe River water around the house, and the weather is magnificent.

In addition, Chen Yan even summoned scholars when he was free, held poetry meetings, flowering meetings, and drinking parties, anyway, he had money in his hands, and he was not afraid of squandering, with the support of a large amount of gold and silver, plus he would throw out a few excellent poems every time, which made his reputation among the younger generation of Shilin rise day by day.

Eat people with soft mouths, these scholars who often participate in activities will naturally not be stingy and touting after they go back, what calligraphy and painting are unique, what poetry rookies, what young generation leaders in the literary world, anyway, all kinds of big hats don't need money to fly to Chen Yan's head, and the halo is so much that it is jaw-dropping.

Up to now, the name of Chen Yan's literary style is known to almost everyone in Jintai Mansion and is widely spread.

Such a violent upward momentum is far stronger than Chen Yan's upward momentum in the Dao Alliance.

After a few words of greeting with the scholars present, Chen Yan stretched his sleeves, got off the boat, and came to the small pavilion in the back mountain.

Yang Xiaoyi sat in the pavilion, jade condensation, beautiful and delicate, looking at the new lake under the mountain, there are ten acres wide, lotus flowers are next to each other, lotus houses are hundreds of thousands, blue and red are intertwined, and it is beautiful.

"Chen Yan, you're here. ”

Yang Xiaoyi said hello, pointed to the wine pot that was warming on the red clay stove, and said with a smile, "This is after the new rain, collect the dew on the lotus leaves to make water, and after boiling the wine, it has a different taste." You have recently been proud of your reputation in Shilin, and the little woman happened to use this lotus wine as a gift. ”

"If it weren't for Xiaoyi's help, it wouldn't have gone so smoothly. ”

Chen Yan entered the Taiyin Xuanmen, and his relationship with Yang Xiaoyi became closer, so he changed his name.

"Hehe, it's you Chen Yan who has literary talent. ”

After getting acquainted, Yang Xiaoyi showed a lively temperament, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and a beautiful appearance.

"I'm not being polite. ”

Chen Yan knew that if he hadn't been able to gather the outstanding Xiaoxiang Pavilion Qingqi people at every gathering without the help of the girl opposite, his reputation would not have spread so quickly.

Whether it is the previous life or this life, the beauty is always the most eye-catching, if you add good poems, good lyrics and good songs, the topic will explode, and the headlines of Fucheng will be stable.

Hype is a delicate job, and only when there is a breaking point can it be swept away quickly.

"You and I are in the same door, and I should help you. ”

Yang Xiaoyi got up, carried the wine jug, poured wine into the cups of the two, then raised the wine glass, and said, "Besides, I like the poems you composed, I toast you." ”

"I should respect you. ”

Chen Yan also picked up the wine glass, and the two touched it lightly, and the lotus wine was full of aroma.

"Good wine,"

Chen Yan drank it all, and after seeing the girl opposite drinking, her cheeks were flushed, which made her even more charming, she smiled, pointed to the lotus Ling on the plate and said, "Xiaoyi, you try this." ”

"Hmm,"

Yang Xiaoyi took a bite, Lianling resembled ginger buds, but the entrance was sweet and delicate, with fragrant lips and teeth, and endless aftertaste, praised, "Refreshing and delicious." ”

The two of them are like this, sitting in the pavilion, riding the mountain wind, and their ears are the tunes coming from the boat, a pot of wine, two dishes, chatting about the world and the earth, unrestrained.

"Can't drink anymore. ”

After Yang Xiaoyi drank eight cups, her cheeks were red, and the fragrance was like an orchid, she didn't use her true qi to suppress it, she felt slightly drunk, her jade hand waved, and said, "If you drink it again, you will be drunk." ”

Chen Yan naturally wouldn't persuade again, he looked up at the moon on the horizon like a mirror, the clear and cold moonlight fell between the mountains and forests, as if he had put on a layer of light makeup, remembered something, and asked, "I don't know Xiaoyi, what is the matter with you in Jintai Mansion for so long? Can I help?"

"This,"

Yang Xiaoyi looked at Chen Yan's expression, muttered a little, and said, "Anyway, you are also a disciple of our Taiyin Sect, and I can't tell you, I came to Jintai Mansion mainly for the heavy treasure in the hands of the thousand-faced demon fox." ”

Chen Yan listened quietly, knew in his heart, and said, "But it's not going well?"

"yes,"

Yang Xiaoyi's phoenix was lowered, delicate and beautiful, she bit Lianling with her teeth, made a thin sound, and said after a while, "The thousand-faced demon fox is very cunning, and she will not easily show her feet, she definitely did not leave Jintai Mansion, but we can't find any trace of her." ”

After a pause, the more Yang Xiaoyi spoke, the more dissatisfied he became, pursed his red lips, and continued, "Recently, even the Dao Alliance has intervened, and after the Thunder Exterminated the Water Clan, many people who planned to cooperate with our Taiyin Sect retreated after hearing the news, after all, the Dao League has a background in the imperial court. Hmph, they all complain about that limelight Kun Shiyi, if I see him one day, I have to beat his nose crooked. ”

"Ahem,"

Chen Yan was very embarrassed, he relied on the battle of the water tribe, and quickly rose in the Dao Alliance, and he was in the limelight, but he didn't expect to ruin the good things of many people.

"Daomeng is too hateful. ”

Yang Xiaoyi may have been disrupted because of the arrangement some time ago, so he cursed a few words of Dao Meng and that Kun Shiyi very unladylikely.

Chen Yan could only pretend not to hear, and changed the topic, "Give me a copy of the information of the Thousand-Faced Demon Fox, and I will also take a look at this figure who stirred up the storm in the city." ”

"Yes,"

Yang Xiaoyi agreed, and advised, "The thousand-faced demon fox is not only a thousand people, but also cunning and changeable, ruthless, if you really find any clues, you must notify me as soon as possible." ”

"Okay. ”

Chen Yan took the jade slip, but he didn't care, the relationship between the two was closer than that of ordinary people, but it was related to the heavy treasure in the hands of the thousand-faced demon fox, so he naturally planned it for himself.

"Alright, nothing else, I'll go first. ”

Yang Xiaoyi's sleeves swinged, her body was light and fat, slender and colorful, she was a little jade, fluttered down the mountain, blended into the night, and soon disappeared.

Chen Yan sat alone in the pavilion, looking at the boats and drums on the water in the distance, the Eguan feast, the lights rose, and drank all the remaining lotus wine in the pot.

"The thighs of the court can't be loose. ”

Thinking of Yang Xiaoyi's occasional helplessness, Chen Yan thought for a moment and said, "It's time to visit Cui Xuezheng tomorrow." ”