Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 33
As Luo Qiuchi said, at the end of the month, he successfully passed the joint examination of the eight masters. In the Shifang Pavilion, Wen Renjun also brought good wine and food as promised.

"If you want to drink, you can drink enough right away. In a few days, the academy will hold a cup of wine. The wine was transported from the palace. Every cup is extremely sweet, but it is better than mine. How many times better will it bring you..."

"Flowing Cup and Qushui Conference?" Luo Qiuchi put a piece of chicken into his mouth, and said casually: "It's that group of people sitting around a round platform, with running water circulating around the platform, wine glasses floating along the water, and whoever floats in front of them will come on stage and compose poems? "

"What round platform? That's Jinling Terrace. If you went to the Eighth Master Fu's today, you should pass the exam."

Jinling Terrace has been in Zhuxiu Academy for many years. Its exterior is circular and high, surrounded by flowing water, and there are mats around it. Every year, all the disciples of the Academy will gather Here, sit around the Jinling Terrace, light the elegant incense, and watch the wine bottle flow along the flowing water. Whoever flows to it will step on the stone steps, step on the Jinling Terrace, write poems and order, and think it is elegant. .

"I know. It is said that the mechanism of the round platform is exquisite. The surrounding area is drawn from the mountain stream and circulated endlessly. I went to have a look at it a few times. It is indeed very elegant, like the style that your academy students will like." Luo Qiuchi took a sip of wine, Continue lazily.

"What about us and you, you are also a member of the academy now." Wen Renjun propped his chin and leaned closer to him: "You only know about this place, but you don't know what interesting things happened when the Liushang Qushui Conference was held in the past, right? Do you want to know? Call me Master Sheng, and I'll tell you, how about it?"

The Changting mountain wind passed by, blowing Wen Renjun's hair at the corners of her skirt. She winked at Luo Qiuchi triumphantly, and Luo Qiuchi hit her on the head with chopsticks: "You are so beautiful, I don't really want to know, you must." Don't say it."

"No, no, tell me you want to know, I want to say, I want to say..." Wen Renjun shook Luo Qiuchi's sleeves, looking reckless, Luo Qiuchi scratched his ears, and couldn't help laughing: " All right, all right, let's just listen."

Wen Renjun's eyes lit up, and he said with great interest: "Boss, do you still remember that in Dongyi Mountain, you asked the disciples of the academy to redeem people, and there was a brother named Feng who stuttered from the memorization? He Miss Yin San, who is in Class A of our female school, has been married to her fingertips since she was a child. At the meeting of drinking wine and drinking water, the wine glass floated in front of him, but he was so anxious that he scratched his head and couldn't compose any poems on the Jinling Terrace. Come on, that Miss Yin San was so angry that she stood up abruptly, raised her skirt and stepped on the stone steps, stepped on the stage, and wrote the poem for him before the gongs and drums sounded. Senior Brother Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and Miss Yin San turned her head and yelled at Senior Brother Feng three times, "Idiot, idiot, you big idiot Feng!", Senior Brother Feng was startled, backed up again and again, and accidentally fell into the water Suddenly, the whole audience was in chaos, and Miss Yin San also jumped into the water. We all thought she was going to save someone, but we didn't know that she kicked Senior Brother Feng hard, and Senior Brother Feng fell on all fours, okay? Wretched, he was still in the water with his eyes closed and thumped for a while, saying that he was going to drown, and he was drowned, but in fact the water was so shallow that it didn't even pass his knees, which made everyone laugh out loud. Angrily, he also laughed at the back. Seeing that everyone was having enough fun, Senior Brother Feng wiped his face in the water, stood up, shook his clothes, went to Miss Yin San, shook her hand, and said softly: "Xiaoci, don't be angry now." Miss Yin San blushed and quickly pulled her hand out. Senior Brother Feng lost his footing and fell back into the water..."

In the Shifang Pavilion, Wen Renjun recalled the scene that day, couldn't help but slapped the table and laughed again, Luo Qiuchi also raised the corners of his lips slightly: "This man is indeed interesting, I have a certain impression of him, even though he was timid when he came, He was plain looking and poor at homework, but he was unequivocal when he redeemed her, and he held the girl's hand tightly. At that time, I thought he was afraid, but I didn't know that they were baby relatives. It's true that he is sincere, willing to take risks for his fiancée, he must like this Miss Yin San very much..."

Speaking of this, Luo Qiuchi changed the subject: "Aren't Fu Yuanzhi the most outstanding ones at the Liushang Qushui Conference in previous years?"

Wen Renjun paused with a smile, raised his eyes, a little apprehensive: "You, why did you think of Senior Brother Fu again?"

"Just asking, why are you so nervous?" Luo Qiuchi snorted, knocked his chopsticks on the wine jar, and took a deep breath: "Speaking of which, I really want to see the fine wine shipped from the palace. Let's see if Tianjia's stuff is really extraordinary..."

The wind sweeps across the fields, the two sit opposite each other in the pavilion, the mountains and birds are flying, the sky is just right, but they don't pay attention to the long pavilion, a figure looks from a distance, the green shirt is loose, facing the two talking and laughing in the pavilion, silently Stand for a long time.

Eyes full of bitterness, heart full of sadness.

Yunjuanyunshu, in the blink of an eye, the beginning of the month, the day when the water is flowing, finally came.

The warm sun shone on the Jinling Terrace, the vegetation swayed gracefully, and the flowing water gurgled endlessly. The disciples of the academy sat in a circle, all with lively smiles on their faces.

The so-called curtain of heaven and earth, gifted scholars and beauties, and elegant and grand events are nothing more than that.

The students of the women's school were all well-groomed, and many of them couldn't help but secretly glanced at the brothers and sisters opposite, and occasionally whispered to each other, with blushing faces showing tacit smiles.

This was an occasion that couldn't be more upright, even Zhao Qinghe, who was as timid as Zhao Qinghe, quietly looked at the cold figure in the crowd through the lingering elegant fragrance.

The people who were watched didn't notice anything, just frowned, and said to the "Four Young Masters of Zhuxiu" who bent over and moved over one by one: "What are you all crowding here for? Don't you have any space over there?"

Xie Ziyun forced his way to Luo Qiuchi's side, sat down, and sighed contentedly: "Hey, don't you want to be next to Brother Luo? If the wine glass floats over by then, we can still have someone to take care of you, right? , Ji Shizi?"

Ji Wenjing said with a cold face: "Don't call me, it's just a poem, and it's not going to the execution ground. As for being so close, each one is like a string of dumplings, and it doesn't hurt to burst the skin."

Xie Ziyun was stabbed, just about to open his mouth to push back, but looked at Luo Qiuchi beside him, and said angrily, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

He moved to the side of Luo Qiuchi again, poked his head and smiled at Ji Wenjing: "I just like to be close to brother Luo, what's your business?"

Ji Wenjing rolled his eyes: "My brain is sick."

Luo Qiuchi, who was sitting in the middle, smiled, and the sunlight shone on his handsome and clear eyebrows, forming a circle of gold borders, which showed high spirits and elegant demeanor.

Fu Yuanzhi, who was not far away, just watched this scene quietly, but Sun Zuoyang beside him couldn't see it, and hummed: "A bunch of dog legs."

Luo Qiuchi whistled to the opposite side, and the group of young ladies shouted in embarrassment. They all lowered their heads, and Wen Renjun, who was sitting among them, was very helpless, raised his eyebrows at Luo Qiuchi, and said, "Boss, you It's too hot, restrain yourself."

Today she put on a set of plain gauze clouds and smoke outfits worn by female disciples of the palace school. The light gauze is flying, and the elegant and fresh willow color makes her look as white as jade, with a slender waist, and delicate fan-shaped flowers are dotted on her forehead. , adding a fresh and gentle beauty, with a smart and moving temperament, Luo Qiuchi looked up and down, whistled again, and smiled far away:

"Hey, Lord Jin, Brother Jin, Jindao Da Caiya, I hope you can publish another "Ghost Fu of Biezhi Mountain" today, I will definitely listen to it, and copy it down word for word, and spread it to the world for you."

His voice was not loud, but he could be heard clearly by the male and female disciples around him. Many people laughed at once, and Wen Renjun glared at Luo Qiuchi in embarrassment. When he was about to speak, Sun Mengyin was already crowded beside him. Coming up, he said eagerly: "Junior brother Luo, I have also heard the legend of mountain ghosts, I can also compose poems and decrees, and I have also heard the story of hags, are you interested?"

The corners of Luo Qiuchi's lips twitched, but he smiled and said nothing, his eyes turned elsewhere, but Sun Zuoyang was so angry that he shouted at his sister from the air: "Shame on me!"

In the chaos, the eight masters boarded the Jinling Terrace, and after reading the ceremonial prose, the drum beat, and the ceremony of drinking water and drinking water began.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the first glass of wine this year actually went around in a big circle and returned to Mr. Feng. Amidst the malicious laughter around him, he stood up, sighed in resignation, and was about to go on stage , the girls on the opposite side were frolicking, and Qiqi pushed one of them out:
"Wait, Senior Brother Feng, Miss Yin San has something to tell you!"

Miss Yin San, who was pushed out, staggered, turned around and stomped her feet after standing still: "You guys are going to die!"

Mr. Feng stood under the sky, a little at a loss: "Xiao Ci, I, I..."

Miss Yin San raised her eyebrows and spat at him: "What are you looking at, you idiot!"

Mr. Feng touched his head and said with a good temper: "No, I want to ask you, is it you or me?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience suddenly burst into laughter, and the joyful and carefree atmosphere continued until the middle of the game. At this time, dozens of male and female disciples had already appeared on the Jinling stage, but this year's wine glass was so beautiful that it has not been able to do so for a long time. Go to the recognized "Academy No.1".

Yes, the "Zhuxiu Academy No. 1" that has always been recognized in the past is Fu Yuanzhi, but this year there is another unicorn leader in the academy, and many people compare them secretly in their hearts, and can't help but secretly take it. Eyes turned around the two of them, wanting to see who would win the "head-to-head confrontation" between the two of them at today's Liushang Qushui conference, and everyone was shocked.

As if they knew what everyone was thinking, the two figures were sitting under the sky, and they were familiar with the eyes of the surroundings. They were just calm and indifferent, always elegant and gentle, with a lazy smile on their lips, and their clothes fluttered in the wind. Flying, squinting his eyes slightly in the sunlight, exuding an indescribable ease and ease.

The water was gurgling, and the wine glass was swaying and floating, as if he had heard the voices of everyone. This time, under the eyes of countless expectations, the wine glass was shaking, and it was really heading towards Luo Qiuchi, and it seemed that it was about to stop in front of him. Fu Yuanzhi, who had a calm face, couldn't help but look over.

Xie Qi, Wang Liu and the others were terrified, because the wine glass hadn't passed them completely, especially Xie Ziyun, who was sitting next to Luo Qiuchi, the wine glass was floating, as if it was about to stop in front of him Yes, all his heart came up in his throat.

"Go over, go over..."

Xie Ziyun didn't care too much, bent down to the water's edge, puffed out his cheeks and blew violently, trying to blow the wine glass to Luo Qiuchi's side, the other three, Qi Zhuoyan, Wang Shubai, and Liu Chengmian, looked at it, and also bent down very righteously They leaned over and helped to blow up together.

"In the past, in the past, in the past..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, their actions were quite funny, and many young men covered their lips and smiled, but Yuan Taifu, who was in charge of class A, was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, fidgeting on the table of the eight masters, and coughed several times in his throat However, the few stupid disciples below still turned a deaf ear to it, and just kept blowing on the surface of the water.

The wine glass was "difficult" to move forward in the water, Luo Qiuchi also chuckled, shook his head, and when he was about to reach out to pick it up, someone was one step ahead of him——

"I come."

It was Ji Wenjing who rolled his eyes to the sky and couldn't look down on it anymore. He picked up the wine glass with his slender hands, stood up neatly, raised his head and drank it down, and looked at the stunned Zhuxiu Fourth Young Master, full of contempt: "Blow this again!" Is the wine still drinkable, don't get your saliva on it, and spoil Qionggong Yuniang for nothing."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, stepped on the stone steps, and went straight to Jinling Terrace.

The breeze blew by, her tall body stood tall, her handsome features glistened in the sun, her clothes fluttered, and she was unparalleled in style.

In the crowd, Zhao Qinghe raised his head, his eyes lit up.

Surrounded by elegant fragrances, everyone could hear the murmur of the water and the chirping of the birds, and felt relaxed and happy. The figure on the stage blended even more into the scene, and it was so beautiful.

Taifu Yuan on the stage finally turned pale, and said softly to Ji Wenjing, "Wenjing, the question mark left by the previous person just now is iron cavalry. Do you understand the word iron cavalry?"

"Students know." Ji Wenjing nodded slightly, paused, and said, "This question is not very suitable for the occasion, it is cold and boring, let the students think about it."

The "previous person" who left this question is none other than Sun Zuoyang, who has always liked to wield knives and guns. When he heard Ji Wenjing's words, he was so angry that he almost beat the case: "What is not suitable for the scene, what is cold and boring, what is this question?" What a good eye, what kind of limelight does Ji Wenjing want to play, he thought he was..."

Fu Yuanzhi held Sun Zuoyang down in time, shook his head, and lowered his voice: "Zuo Yang, all the masters and masters are here, so don't be impatient, let's see how he responds."

On the stage, after pondering for a while, Ji Wenjing had some ideas in his mind, raised his head and faced the crowd, and said loudly, "Silver saddles are lightly riding on the dangerous peaks, and the jackdaws' flags and the lonely moon are bright. This is three thousand miles away from Yunguan, and one hundred thousand drums will be beaten deep……"

Just as the word "Qing Ming" fell, there was a faint flute sound in the wind, and the surrounding grass and trees were chilling——

The sound of the flute came from far to near, accompanied by the elegant fragrance around Jinling Terrace, making all the disciples look around and commotion.

"What's going on, where is the sound of the flute..."

As they looked around, they breathed faster and their hearts beat wildly, and they were dizzy for a while because of the sound of the flute.

"Look, what is that!"

Someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed in surprise, only to see a piece of darkness looming from the sky, I don't know if it's a human or a ghost, riding the wind, I was terrified, a delicate woman's voice pierced the sky, and came first from the sky:
"How fast is the flowing water, I wonder if I, Langqi Island, can occupy a seat?"

(End of this chapter)