C18 The Leisure Poetry Club(1)

"Yun Fei, Little Yueyue will be here tomorrow. This time, she will be here with Shui Qingyan. Shui Qingyan was not someone to be trifled with. She was the dream lover of all the young elites in the Great Tang Dynasty. But I still like my Little Yueyue. Hehe."

Shui Qingyan was 17 years old. She was the granddaughter of Shui Hong, a tier 8 alchemist in Great Tang Dynasty. Shui Hong was the only tier 8 alchemist in Great Tang Dynasty. His status was extraordinary.

As Shui Hong's granddaughter, Shui Qingyan not only has a beautiful appearance, but also has such a backing. Even the Great Tang Emperor encouraged those princes to participate in the pursuit.

However, Shui Qingyan treated all her suitors coldly. She only liked to travel around. She devoted herself to the zither, chess, painting, and especially loved poems and songs, so she would hold poetry meetings wherever she went. And this poetry gathering became a place for those suitors to compete and perform.

Shui Qingyan's little aunt and Liang Xinyue's master, Elder Feng Fei, had a very good relationship. The two girls also appreciated each other and became best friends.

"Yun Fei, tomorrow afternoon we will hold the poetry gathering at Leiya Little Building. Let's go together. This poetry gathering was personally arranged by King Liang. When the time came, all the talented people would gather together. Beautiful women gather together. "Zhong Xiu patted his chest and said confidently," If you like any girl, tell me and I will help you settle it. "

"Not in the afternoon. I still have to go to the martial arts field." Yun Fei scratched his head. He was not really interested in this poetry gathering.

"What martial arts training field? Follow me tomorrow to relax and see the world."

Zhong Xiu frowned and sighed. "Sigh, this poetry gathering needs to be composed of poems. You can't lose face in front of my little Yueyue. What kind of poems are you writing? How can I write a poem? " Zhong Xiu slapped his forehead.

Yun Fei looked at Zhong Xiu, who was talking nonsense, and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself, "It's also good to go and take a look. I can also understand the situation of this world more."

The next afternoon, the weather was sunny and quiet.

The elegant building was built on a lake with a circumference of ten miles. It was a small island close to the shore. A long corridor connected the small island to the shore. The water in the lake... Dark green ripples were created by the wind, and the willows around the island... The fresh and tender branches were also blown away by the wind.

Yun Fei, Zhong Xiu, and a few guards passed through the long corridor and arrived at the island.

There was an octagonal gazebo in the middle of the island. There was a table in the gazebo and a guqin was placed on the table. Dozens of tables were placed around the gazebo. Tea and snacks were prepared on the tables.

The two of them found a seat close to the pavilion and sat down. Zhong Xiu was still wearing a long blue robe. He had a wicked smile on his face and a few strands of dark hair hung down his temples. Yun Fei's short hair was very eye-catching.

Zhong Xiu saw that Liang Xinyue was eager and came early. He kept talking to Yun Fei about Liang Xinyue. Yun Fei drank tea and played with her.

Slowly, the number of people in the small and elegant building increased. They gathered in twos and threes to discuss.

Perhaps it was because of Zhong Xiu's reputation as the number one silkpants in Tiger Hill, but those scholars and pretty girls deliberately avoided them, as if they were ashamed to be associated with the two of them.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"It's coming, it's coming, Miss Shui is coming!" Zhong Xiu also stood up abruptly.

Yun Fei was still sitting and leisurely drinking tea.

The crowd automatically opened up a path leading to the gazebo. "Pah, pah..." They applauded and welcomed him.

A moment later, a group of five people walked into the gazebo. The first two were two beautiful women.

One of them wore a long white silk dress and a white belt around her waist. Her black hair was tied up in a bun with flowing clouds. Her skin was like jade and it was crimson. She had a cold and elegant face and a holy beauty. She looked elegant and noble.

The other person wore a light pink brocade dress. Her skirt and sleeves were covered in silver threads, and her eyes were brilliant and bright. Her face was crystal clear, and her skin was as white as snow. She seemed to have an elegant bearing.

Following closely behind him were two beautiful maidservants and a middle-aged man in his forties. The middle-aged man wore a long black robe, and he had a stalwart figure. His skin was bronze, and his face was cold, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

Zhong Xiu quickly ran to Yun Fei's side and sat down. He said excitedly, "My little Yueyue is pretty, right? The one wearing a light pink robe. The one in the white dress is Shui Qingyan."

She gestured at the man in black and said," That is a Martial Emperor. He has been following Shui Qingyan to protect her. We cannot provoke him. "

After Shui Qingyan and Liang Xinyue sat down, the rest of the people gathered their emotions and found their own seats to sit down. Only a few servants, Xiao Si, were shuttling back and forth to serve tea.

Liang Xinyue stood up and said with a clear voice, "It is my honor today. Miss Shui Qingyan can come to our Liang Country as a guest. This time around, the reason why they held the poetry gathering was to welcome Miss Shui. It was because Miss Shui wanted to ask for a poem for someone. The title was Lovesick. Which scholar's poem was approved by Miss Shui? Miss Shui will naturally reward you handsomely. "

"Buzz. The crowd below became excited.

"If you make a good poem, Miss Shui will reward you handsomely!"

"Don't thank me too much. You can say a few words to me."

"At your level, you can still talk to you. Keep dreaming. If Miss Shui can look at me a few times, I will be satisfied."

At this time, a man in white stood up. This man had sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a nose and thin lips. He wore a golden robe and his blond hair was hanging loosely behind his back. He looked very carefree and uninhibited.

The man in white bowed towards the pagoda and said, "Woo Yuanshen of the Woo Family of Great Tang, I hope you won't taint Miss Shui's ears."

After hearing the introduction, the crowd started to stir again.

"The Woo Family of Great Tang, one of the four big families! That's a huge power, even bigger than our Liang Country."

"Woo Yuanshen, that's an extreme genius, and he's a genius in both civil and martial arts. At 18 years old, he can release his true essence, and his cultivation is at the early stage of the Great Martial Master."

"Have you heard? Woo Yuanshen has been pursuing Miss Shui, and Miss Shui has never agreed to it. "

Woo Yuanshen's magnetic voice sounded, and a poem of yearning blurted out.

People think hard of each other, but I love them.

It is hard to enter a dream every night, do you know my heart?

I am willing to accompany you when you are lonely.

My heart is haggard, my yearning heart is already infatuated.

A scholar dressed in green was writing a record at the side at the same time. After the reciting of the poem, the crowd burst into applause, cheers, and sighs of praise rose and fell.

Many pretty girls held their hands in front of their chests, their eyes infatuated.

"So handsome!"

"So infatuated, so touched."

"If you treat me like this, I can give my life to him."

Liang Xinyue also felt very good and lowered her head to say something to Shui Qingyan. Shui Qingyan gently shook her head.

Yun Fei had seen many poems and poems. Actually, this poem was not a good poem. It was just that in this world where martial arts were strong and weak, it was considered average.

This poem was clearly the bitterness of Woo Yuanshen confessing his love to Miss Shui. It was just that Miss Shui was unwilling to accept it.

At this time, Shui Qingyan stood up and slightly bowed to Woo Yuanshen. "Young Master Wu's poem was originally very good, but it did not match my request. I am asking for it on behalf of a wife. It is a love that the wife has for her husband, who has been away from home for many years. Please forgive me, Young Master Wu. "

Woo Yuanshen quickly got up and returned the bow. He said, "Thank you for Miss Shui's compliment. Let me think about it slowly."

Shui Qingyan's face was cold. She nodded and sat down.