Chapter 21: Seeing Jinling (3)

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The bells of the carriages and horses swayed softly, and as soon as the three magnificent carriages stopped, the escorts of the horses came down to open the way.

The carriage door opened, and the first thing that caught my eye was a handsome boy in white clothes and jade belt, smiling silently, and as soon as he poked his head out, the crowd of onlookers exclaimed, and the tone of the discussion was more like a gasp, which seemed unbelievable.

"Gu Gongzi!"

"Oh my God, Gu Gongzi, it's Gu Gongzi!"

"It's really him, how is it possible, isn't it the ninth list today? Why is Gu Gongzi here. ā€

Before the boiling oil pot had subsided, the door of the second carriage opened again, and this time, it was almost going to explode.

"I'm going to die!"

A young lady from a family covered her forehead and spun in place, but fortunately, the maid next to her was eye-catching, and she held her steady, and persuaded her with hatred: "Miss, you can't die, if you die, you will be cheap for those bewitching goods!"

This sentence was like a shot in the arm, and the young lady who originally wanted to indulge in happiness immediately became energetic, and jumped up again and cheered: "Wang Gongzi, Wang Gongzi, I am Su Majuan." ā€

The other ladies next to them looked at each other coldly, with disgusted expressions: This Su family's shameful goods, just after calling Zheng Gongzi, and now calling Wang Gongzi, he has no face.

After Wang Fuyue got out of the carriage, the long sword was put behind her, and she raised her left hand to signal slightly, which suddenly attracted a large wave of ambiguous trends, almost to lift the river water of Qinhuai.

Not only these melon-eating people, but also the heroes waiting by the river also turned their heads one after another, looking at the two sons who appeared on the river embankment, the men's faces were reverent, or some were hot, the women's eyes were fluttering, and some were so nervous that they clenched the swords in their hands.

They were already in the limelight, but when facing these two new young people, they were just latecomers, or admirers.

The scene is about to be overwhelmed.

Chirping.

The door of the third carriage opened, and before anyone could see it, a heart-wrenching cough came first.

Pale face, this spring is the only one who has to wrap a cloak, the white hand holds a silk handkerchief, from time to time to put it to his mouth, the sick man with a melancholy face and vicissitudes of life has just landed, like cold water poured on the top of everyone's heads, extinguishing countless hustle and bustle, every man and woman who looks at him, with a trace of compassion on his face, a trace of warmth.

"It's Gongzi Xie, Gongzi Xie is also here. ā€

"Mr. Xie's illness seems to be serious again. ā€

"Hey, God is jealous of talents, I hope Gongzi Xie can recover soon. ā€

There is helplessness in every whispered care, and every helplessness is sincere care.

Sure enough, the world is full of love, it depends on whether you are handsome or not.

Gu Nanfeng, Wang Fuyue, Xie Xian, known as Jiangning Sancai, is only thirty years old, but he is ranked in the top fifty on the Vientiane list, compared to those peers who are still struggling with the Qingyun List and the Nine Lists, these three are already like supreme beings beyond the world.

Wang, Xie and the two are needless to say, one is the son of the Langya Wang family, the current Jiangning city lord Wang Youjun, and the other is the son of Huzhou Xie's family, Yuhua Jiantai Guixu Sword Xie Donghai; compared to these two, Gu Nanfeng's identity is lighter, but it has great significance here, because he is the son of Xiao Jieyu, the owner of Ruyi Fang.

The three of them not only advanced and retreated together on the martial arts list, but they were also well-known friends in private, so when Gu Nanfeng appeared, many people were ready to welcome Wang Fuyue and Xie Xian.

Except for Gu Nanfeng and Wang Fuyue, who got out of the car alone, Xie Xian was accompanied by a little maid in Tsing Yi, who had been supporting him, and this little maid only had the same appearance, so that the bewitching goods of all parties who were holding handkerchiefs and were about to wave them were silenced.

It is not difficult to get a woman to recognize another woman, but to get a group of women to recognize a woman, I am afraid it will have to be reversed.

But this little handmaiden, did it.

Knock! Knock!

It seems that this series of music and drums is just waiting for the three of them to start, and the Ruyifang boat that stayed in the river sounded silk music at this time, and the spring also woke up.

The willows are fluttering, the ripples are rippling, and several red boats sail out of the big boat, and in front of each small boat stands a strong man in black with a big horse and a golden sword, and the escort is a talented woman in red.

There was no need for people to shout, Jiang Ning Sancai had already walked down the embankment from the road that he consciously got out of, came to the shore, smiled at the young heroes who came over, and boarded the guide boat first, and went to the flower boat.

Then, I saw the talented woman in red standing on the boat pull out the red scroll in her hand, and said her name in turn: "Please..."

The heroes and heroines on the list boarded the red boat one after another, rowing away, and the onlookers were so envious that their eyes were red, especially those Jianghu guests who also held swords and knives, and they were thinking about how good it would be to be able to board the red boat one day, but everyone knows that whether it is the Qingyun List or the Nine List, the most basic qualification for shortlisting is also more than three grades, which is undoubtedly a high wall.

Yan Lai didn't pay attention to who boarded the boat, whose name was not called, for him these people and himself are not the same world, but those waves of young ladies made him feel very happy, and now watching the lovers in his dreams leave one by one, they no longer care about reserve, and ran down the river embankment in waves.

This kind of crowd is gorgeous, and the scene of bidding for farewell can be heard from time to time, even if you spend money, you can't invite so many ladies to do a show for you, so you can take a look at it more, what Li Gongzi come on, Zheng Gongzi, you must do The words of encouragement are like a warbler, and those who know think that they are practicing for their husbands to catch up with the exam, how difficult it is to give up, and those who don't know think that it is a funeral, and it is also a group.

The more Yan Lai looks at it, the funnier it gets, and I don't know if the young men who are not far away and are called by name will scold their mothers in their hearts, what a big red event, being cried on the spot by such a group of aunts and grandmothers, it is really like a funeral, not to mention how unlucky it is.

Why did you go to the top nine list, it was like climbing to the sky, and I felt like I couldn't come back.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, he really didn't know what this kid was made of, people were sighing, he was laughing, people looked at the flower boats in the distance with envy, he looked at a group of women on the river embankment with cramps on their faces.

"Let's go. ā€

"Huh?" Yan Lai held back a smile, his tone was strange, and he was a little reluctant: "Go, let's go." ā€

Seeing that he was about to turn back, the middle-aged man coughed, and the lantern pointed ahead.

Yan Lai was surprised, and his mood was also settled: "Board the ship?"

This time there is no need to lead the way, the middle-aged man himself took the first step.

Yan Lai chased after him, and he didn't bother to ask, anyway, he would know if it was okay or not, and when he passed by those warblers Yan Yan, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Look at it, gouge out your eyes!"

"Little guy, the hair hasn't grown up, I just miss the girl, my sister's name is Su Majuan, are you interested?"

"Cut you. ā€

Yan Lai's body was cold, his pace quickly accelerated, and he didn't dare to look around, where the hell is everyone's girlfriend, it's just a female hooligan.

There was still one boat left in the red boat, and it seemed to be waiting for them.

The talented woman in red began to look at the middle-aged man with the lantern from afar, different from the others who greeted him, both of them got off the boat, waited on the riverbank, and when they saw someone coming, they saluted first: "I've seen..."

The middle-aged man interrupted her: "You're welcome. ā€

The talented woman in red didn't say anything anymore, made a gesture of please, and when Yan came by, she still said enthusiastically: "Son, slow down." ā€

Yan Lai is not stupid, he knows that he is no longer a local tyrant.

"Why, do you know the benefits of reading?" Xiaozhou turned his head, and the middle-aged man quipped.

"Yes. Yan Lai also replied freely: "But I still hold the sword and feel at ease, you see." ā€

He motioned to the warblers on the riverbank, and his face was longing: "That's the life I want, how real it is." ā€

The middle-aged man looked unteachable again, and turned the topic to the moment: "Do you know the nine lists?"

"I heard that it is more reliable than the Qingyun list. ā€

"That's just it. "The middle-aged man has something to say.

"It seems that the gentleman also has a list in mind. ā€

"Do you want to talk about the heroes of the world? I can't do it yet. The middle-aged man smiled: "What about you, I see that you don't seem to have much interest in these Qingyun Lists and Nine Lists." ā€

"Sir, don't you think I'm making a fuss. ā€

"Hehe, it seems that some people often say that. ā€

"There's no way, when you come out to walk the rivers and lakes, you will always make a few unreliable friends. ā€

"You haven't answered my question yet. ā€

This time he struggled.

"Didn't Mr. persuade the younger generations to let go of their obsessions and make some articles that have been passed down through the ages?"

Yan Lai took the sword behind, looking at the direction of the river, the sparkling water, and his expression was indifferent.

The middle-aged man was a little curious: "You changed your personality so quickly?"

Yan Lai shook his head in denial, and gestured the long sword in his hand in front of him: "Since Mr. has no intention of mentioning the pen about heroes, then the younger generation wants to try the sword. ā€

"Hahaha. ā€

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and laughed, and a fresh breeze blew across the river, bringing ripples and ripples, and also blowing away the beautiful scenery of the mirror flowers, making it seem illusory.

The talented woman in red and the strong man in black, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, glanced at each other with surprise on their faces: This young man has an arrogant tone, but he is just a seven-grade person, so he wants to hold a sword and talk about heroes?

But to be able to stand next to this gentleman, maybe there is something really different, but I have never heard of which junior this unborn gentleman will deal with, which is really strange.

Despite this, I still feel that this young man is too arrogant, so he has a lot of disdain.

The middle-aged man finished laughing, stroked his long beard, and looked at Yan Lai interestingly: "No wonder Mo Beiting will take a fancy to you, interesting." ā€

Yan Lai clenched the sword in his hand.