romantic flower

() The Liang River is called the Water of Flowing Gold by the residents of Bianzhou. This river transport has not only prospered the water transport business economy of the Great Zhao Kingdom, but also prospered an ambiguous industry of fireworks. It flows into the Liang River along with the river. The silver of those white boats.

On the largest floating boat, there were crowds of people, most of whom were young men and women in gorgeous clothes. From time to time, there were bursts of exclamations. It was obvious that some talented person had written a good poem, which attracted a lot of attention. Everyone's flattery.

In fact, there are also streets along the banks of the Liang River. There are many people hawking goods, their voices are loud, but their eyes are only on the crowds passing by. They are obviously traders who rely on this place of fireworks to make a living.Song Yi and Wang Su were already standing in front of the boat.

"Have you thought about what poems to come up with today to show off?" Wang Su stopped suddenly, turned his head and asked Song Yi interestingly.With a delicate face and gorgeous scholar's clothes, he looks like a handsome young man.

"If I don't write poems today, I'll just obediently be Miss's servant." Song Yi said solemnly.

Wang Suyu frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything after all, and walked to the boat, handed over the name badge, and the servants were greeted with a loud and clear voice and shouted loudly. A nobleman arrives.

The shipbuilding industry of the Great Zhao Kingdom is already very developed, and the boats are tall and tall.Walking into the highest painting boat in the Bianzhou city section of the Liang River, Song Yi understood what kind of life the rich second generation lived in poetry, wine and music.To put it mildly, it is a poetry meeting, but in fact, many of the beautiful women in it are just prostitutes in the nearby brothels. Except for a very small number of men and women who participate in this kind of poetry meeting, they have the attitude of appreciating and exchanging poems and songs with each other. Most people have ulterior motives.Some compare and make friends, some are vain and show off, some are sex-hunting and flirtatious, and some are intriguing.

Song Yi and Wang Su walked into the arena, Jiang Cheng Dou Wei and others surrounded Ning Shishi overjoyed, and greeted them with a rare warm attitude.When Song Yi arrived in Jiang's circle, he realized that they were still the noble young masters he had seen in Xiaofanlou last time, but there seemed to be a few more strange young masters and a few more beautiful girls.

Suddenly feeling something, Song Yi looked in one direction, and sure enough, he saw an amazing woman staring at him with judging eyes, and seeing his eyes sweeping over, the extremely beautiful woman was slightly startled, but Soon, he gracefully threw a polite smile at Song Yi, which was regarded as a greeting.Song Yi also returned a slight smile as a return gift, then turned his head to look at Wang Su and a few good friends shouting and punching.But in my heart, I was thinking about the questioning look in the eyes of the woman who was staring at me just now, but I don't know why!

The delicate and flamboyant Wang Su Daqian and his friends were drinking and laughing, which was very consistent with the wit's behavior. Song Yi wondered if the real master of the palace knew that his daughter often went to places like brothels and painting boats. Know if you will throw a tantrum.

Song Yi was so distracted thinking about it, but Jiang Cheng over there took the time to talk to Ning Shishi in private, and Ning Shishi once again cast his surprised eyes on Song Yi, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, which perfectly fit the appearance of a servant boy.

To put it bluntly, this kind of poetry meeting on the painting boat is a poetry meeting. In fact, it is a gathering of several well-known circles in Bianzhou City, drinking and having fun with each other, and then each takes out some poems from their respective circles to compete. In the end, the talent and name of the one who wins openly will definitely be spread through the mouths of this group of rich young men and romantic sisters, which is equivalent to playing the role of the media invisibly.

Most of the people invited to the poetry club are well-known talents and wealthy young masters, and then there are some girls who are outstanding in poetry, singing and dancing in various brothels, such as Wang Su, who is purely for fun and show off. Appearing here is actually quite rare.

Song Yi saw that the laughing crowd was roughly divided into five or six groups, each of which was slightly separated by a screen. Although the specific situation in other circles could not be seen, it could be heard from the walking crowd and the occasional laughter of men and women. After coming out, the atmosphere among the group of people blocked by a large screen in Huafang Zhongyang was the most lively, with laughter and admiration coming out from time to time, and even occasionally a particularly melodious singing sound came out from it.Song Yi couldn't see the face of the chanting woman, but the voice came out like a yellow warbler out of the valley, crisp and sweet with a touch of sadness, making people in a dilemma. The twists and turns reflect the ups and downs of life.

But the woman singing behind the screen seemed to be humming for a short part every time but then stopped abruptly, causing a group of men to make a fuss, but in the end it turned into a burst of clinking sounds, leaving only the clang of wine glasses .

"Stupid! Do you think it sounds good? That's the voice of Miss Man Ting Fang Huang Ying. Behind the screen is tonight's host, the Second Young Master Zhizhou."

Suddenly a voice whispered in his ear, Song Yicai suddenly came back to his senses, and saw his own Miss Qianjin casually said such a sentence next to him with loose eyes.

Because Wang Su was sitting, Song Yi was standing behind her, so when he lowered his head, he could see a slight rosy red color at the base of Wang Su's ears, just like the pink color in white jade, in Song Yi's eyes, there was a different kind of coquettishness feeling.

Song Yi hummed slightly, showing that he had heard Wang Su's words.Then Wang Su took the time to tell Song Yi about the identities of the crowd behind the screen from time to time.Song Yi didn't know why Wang Su said this to himself at first.But when Wang Su, Jiang Cheng, Ning Shishi and others were slightly drunk, they realized that Ning Shishi was the center of gravity among the people in this circle tonight.

Because it is equivalent to Dou Wei Jiangcheng and others helping Ning Shishi, and Ning Shishi also sets off the detached identity of Jiang Cheng and others, so if Ning Shishi can come up with amazing poems in this poetry meeting, The faces of Wang Su, Jiang Cheng and the others will undoubtedly stand out even more among the wealthy circles in Bianzhou.

Alcohol is something to add to the fun, and when it is up, it is naturally the time to write poems and lyrics. Several young masters who are slightly drunk suddenly shake their heads poetically and recite the masterpieces they have just concocted.

At this time, behind most of the other screens, there were bursts of poetry reciting, but what followed was a lot of sighs and laughter, and occasionally there was a silence or a burst of exclamation.But the general situation is still that most people are coaxed, and the poems they make are not favored by everyone.

Wang Su also made a hairpin phoenix with the help of wine, but Song Yi almost broke out in sweat after listening to Wang Su's words. Wang Su lost his coquettish temper in embarrassment, and from time to time used the melons and fruits on the table to smash and boo his son-in-law.

In the meantime, there was another round of playfulness. When Song Yi was listening intently to see if there would be the beautiful voice of a woman reciting from behind the big screen of Zhong Yang, he was inadvertently pulled by Wang Su. clothes corner.When he came back to his senses, he realized that the glamorous and charming Ning Shishi who was sitting across from him unexpectedly stood with a glass of wine at some point, looking at him with embarrassing eyes.

"Ah? What's the matter, Miss?" Song Yi lowered his head and asked Wang Su with a blank expression.

The others immediately laughed, with strange expressions on their faces.

Wang Su angrily stood up and shouted softly, "Didn't you see Miss Ning Shishi toasting you with a wine glass? You can still be distracted. How can you be so unreasonable? Go back and deduct your wages for three days."

Only then did Song Yi realize that Ning Shishi was toasting himself with a wine glass, and he was slightly surprised, but Wang Su had already stuffed a glass of wine in his hand.

Ning Shishi really doesn't want to believe that this servant who has a bruised nose and a swollen face and can't see half of the talent is the Tanhua Lang rumored in Mingyue Tower, and he doesn't want to believe that he was the one who produced two shocking talent in one go in Xiaofan Tower that day. Song Yi, who is a beautiful writer, but the facts had to make her lower her body and smiled at Song Yi and said, "I heard that the young master hides his name above the palace, but the poems he wrote really amazed the teacher, and he was overwhelmed by the young master's talent. I also hope that the young master will not dislike it and drink this glass of wine with the teacher."

"Hehe... I have admired it for a long time... I dare not be... I dare not be it!" Song Yi smiled embarrassingly, and then poured the glass of wine that Wang Su handed over into his mouth with a toast, and took a sip. And do.

Ning Shishi saw that Song Yi didn't have the politeness to persuade a talented person to persuade him to drink, so he frowned slightly, but when he thought that he was just a servant in the palace, he immediately felt relieved, and covered his face with his wide sleeves, and swallowed Small glass full of wine.

Driven by Jiang Cheng, the crowd cheered and complimented some flattering words such as Miss Shi Shi's love of talent, Miss Shi Shi's high character and integrity, and then began to praise Wang Sulai in turn.During the period, all kinds of exaggerated words were heard endlessly, but in the end, only Song Yi was left with a slightly dazed and wry smile.

Wang Su's pink cheeks were flushed, and he even ordered Song Yi to compose a poem for this party in public, and he must be able to "overwhelm the crowd".

From Song Yi's point of view, Wang Su was probably half-drunk and didn't even realize that he was being used by others. Song Yi couldn't help but said with a wry smile, "Miss! Poetry is not like something you can have after eating. I really don't have any inspiration today."

Wang Su raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows immediately and wanted to show his authority in the temper of Miss Qianjin. Fortunately, Ning Shishi immediately stopped Wang Su under his observation.

"What Mr. Song said is also true. Poetry really needs to be suitable for the occasion. Maybe it's because the situation is wrong today. Anyway, did Mr. Song write two poems from time to time last time? If we really haven't got too much For a good inspiration, it would be better to take out the two poems written by Mr. Song before. What do you think?"

Wang Su finally withdrew his domineering aura, but Song Yi looked towards Ning Shishi with a slight trembling in his heart, but happened to see Ning Shishi's beautiful eyes looking at him.