Chapter 99 Exploring Flowers from afar! Medium

"Are you all right?" Song Yi stretched out his hand to help the woman who fell on the ground, but saw that the beautiful woman avoided her body alertly and nervously opened her. After finding that there didn't seem to be too many people paying attention to this side, she quickly got up from the ground, took the corners of her gorgeous skirt and twisted her graceful waist and ran away. .

Only a beautiful back photocopy was left in Song Yi's eyes, of course... According to Song Yi's perspective, the buttock shape of the woman who is obviously a young woman is obviously good. Under the package of the skirt, the skirt can be full and round between running...

No wonder he fell, Song Yi muttered and walked away!

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In the State of Zhao with a clear class hierarchy, the nobles usually look at the common people with arrogant eyes. One by one goes down, the most bitter is the people, and the lowest one has always been Li Shu. But there are exceptions. For example, if someone is really talented and convincing, he can usually be praised by the nobles with the identity of Li Shu.

Chu Bai seems to be proving this. The white shirt is pure, the words are noble, the words are full of good words, and the appearance seems to be very handsome. In such a circle, it is also possible to stand out. It seems that it seems that Chu Bai can be appreciated by noble people not all from one skin.

However, when Chu Bai was still talking, the corner of Du Qingyan's eyes found a trace of joy on Du Qingyan's face, who was already absent-minded, and walked away from him silently. He glanced over his sideways, and a trace of anger flashed on Chu Bai's face.

"According to Brother Chu, which poem is the best among the young people in the contemporary era? Is Wen Junru from the Northern School or Li Rujiu from the Southern School?

Among the aristocrats, a man in brocade and jade asked, with a little humility between his eyebrows. Although they are noble children, the noble children who are more popular are always much better than arrogant and incompetent people. This is also another benefit of Luoyang's literary style.

At this time, Qingyan and Song Yi came here together again. Chu Bai had already seen it in his eyes and immediately turned around and smiled to introduce Song Yi to everyone.

"You don't know that although Mr. Chu can occasionally write one or two poems, this one is the real talent on the stage today. If we don't ask Mr. Song for advice on these issues?"

Chu Bai smiled and pushed Song Yi into everyone's sight. Du Qingyan frowned slightly and stared at Chu Bai. Song Yi sneered but did not change his face. He just bowed and said hello.

"This is..." The person who asked just asked with a puzzled face said that this person is actually a more talented person in the aristocratic circle around Chu Bai, and he is also a more outstanding young person in the garden today. His sister is Huang, the imperial concubine of the King of Ming. His real name is Huang Zishen.

"In Song Yi... I have seen you all... Ha ha, I've met all the gentlemen!" Song Yi didn't wait for Chu Bai to introduce him. He took the lead in opening his mouth and smiled. His expression was more like greeting people in a hotel inn, which made some picky people in the crowd suddenly slightly disdainful.

"It turned out to be Song Yi and Song Gongzi, under Huang Zishen, the word Mao De... Brother Chu Bai admires him so much, but he doesn't know where Mr. Song used to be. How did he look so faceless? Huang Zishen asked modestly, and others quickly praised his name in the newspaper.

But Song Yi actually didn't remember any of them. He only remembered the name of Huang Zishen, who had a good attitude. Then Huang Zishen answered, "Brother Huang, don't believe Brother Chu's praise... A civilian is really far from an elegant name such as a great talent, and he dares not make a fool of himself in front of all the heroes present... This time I came to Luoyang from Bianzhou City. In fact, it was just a private matter. I will meet you in the Ming Palace today. It's really a coincidence!"

After hearing this, Chu Bai quickly said, "Why does Mr. Song need to be modest... That day, Qingyan girl was shocked by your finale in the noble mansion. Is it... Did Qingyan lie and praise Mr. Song?

In this, the tone was quite square, and everyone in the scene could not hear anything else, but Song Yi received a wisp of provocative meaning quietly thrown by Chu Bai, as if he was naked doubting Song Yi's talent.

"Ah!! Is it the song that Brother Chu said... Huanxi Sha... Is that what Mr. Song did? In the crowd, suddenly a cardamom girl stamped her feet and exclaimed, and her eyes suddenly became amazing. She looked at Song Yi and asked.

"Ah? Is it this one?"

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The atmosphere suddenly became noisy like boiling water. There were exclamation and suspicion in the crowd. Some people worshipped blindly at the moment, and naturally some people looked at Song Yi and Du Qingyan with some doubts.

Song Yi scolded in his heart that Chu Bai, an uneasy and kind-hearted guy, really indexed the fuse on himself. However, contrary to Song Yi, Du Qingyan's face became a little looking forward to it. Although she knew that Chu Bai was taking the opportunity to pick Song Yi's thorn, she was a little grateful to Chu Bai in her heart.

How many women are waiting for the man they admire to bloom more brilliantly in front of others in front of them?

The exclamation and noise here also attracted the eyes of many people in the garden. Taoist priest Ming Song also looked at this side with a trace of doubt. After seeing Chu Bai and Song Yi together, his eyes changed for a while and walked towards this side.

"Yes... That song "Wanxi Sha" was written by me when I was in Bianzhou!" Song Yi smiled, and it was impossible to refuse at all. He could only continue to play self-deceiving word games!

"Ah! Is it really you? You are so talented..." A man next to Huang Zishen didn't know whether he was lost or convinced with a sigh.

"No wonder I have a different feeling at the first sight of you..." An aristocratic girl with flowers and makeup on her face shines in her eyes, full of admiration.

Looking at the crowd **, all kinds of eyes of admiration, envy, and jealousy were concentrated on Song Yi. Du Qingyan next to him excitedly twisted her sleeves with her fingers, and her eyebrows were full of shyness and tenderness and infatuation, looking at Song Yi.

Chu Bai deliberately pulled out this head. Originally, he should not have been angry at this time, but when he saw Du Qingyan's wishful eyes wrapped around Song Yi like water, his heart was like a thorn-like sting.

It is said that literati are as weak as paper, but in fact, the literati's tough place is much harder than the warriors on the battlefield, just like the dignity of vanity, and the so-called noble arrogance... Chu Bai can accept that Xi Guiren is inseparable from him and ignores him, but he can't accept that Du Qingyan regarded him as an air man from the beginning!

In Luoyang City, Chu Bai can't be regarded as the first talent, but he is the most outstanding person among the talented talents. For the whole Huaichun girl in Luoyang City who advocates literary style, many people will silently guard the window of the boudoir on the road Chu Bai walks, just to wait for Chu Bai to pass by. A silk scarf... Although Chu Bai had to pretend to be clean for a deeper purpose, he was moved by Du Qingyan at first sight!

In the face of everyone's praise, Chu Bai can bear it, because this was originally the means for him to deliberately raise Song Yi and then want Song Yi to fall down, but when he saw Du Qingyan's eyes, he felt that no matter what, he was a failure...

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There are 16 pavilions in the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty has elegantly given very poetic names to the sixteen pavilions.

In the peony pavilion, Zhao Rui, the king of the Ming Dynasty, and a group of dignitaries and powerful husbands in Bianzhou sat on a long table full of delicious melons and fruits, and the transparent white jade carved on the side of the golden wine, and the famous singers played and sang small songs on the periphery.

In the intertwined, the dignitaries flattered each other, while the women invited each other wine bottles, chatted about women's private conversations, and laughed in a low voice from time to time. Xi Guiren's position happens to be opposite Zhao Rui, the king of the Ming Dynasty. Her face is delicate and charming, which is even more charming after drinking. The ladies in this game are all charming, beautiful and amorous, otherwise they can't be brought out by their own men to socialize and drink. However, in Zhao Rui's opinion, if all the women in the pavilion at this moment are compared to the seductive wild flowers in the wild, then the nobleman is a beautiful peony that suppresses the fragrance.

True national color, can be intoxicating... Of course, Zhao Rui can also be drunk. Zhao Rui's eyes will always take any intentional or unintentional opportunity to cove Xi Guiren.

When Xi Guiren drinks, his wet red lips...

When Xi Guiren smiles, he is deeply immersed in the sweet pear vortex...

When the nobleman laughed, the full peaks trembled under Huashang...

A smile touched Zhao Rui's heart. Zhao Rui knows Zhao Rui's eyes, and Xi Guiren knows, but what's just right is that others may not know!

When Zhao Rui was intoxicated with the thought of a flower-faith woman, he suddenly heard an exclamation from a group of people in the distance, and more people gathered around there, as if they were discussing and cheering...

Zhao Rui's every move naturally touched the minds of everyone in the whole peony pavilion. Xi Guiren also followed Zhao Rui's obvious eyes, but in a moment, his eyebrows frowned slightly... This kind of amorous feelings happened to be caught in Zhao Rui's eyes, and the wildfire in his heart became more and more uncontrollable.

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When everyone admired and praised Song Yi, Chu Bai finally asked with a smile and asked doubtfully, "I heard that... Mr. Song was regarded as a 'blue house explorer' by the talented son of Bianzhou... I wonder if I can write a poem about the scene in front of me today? Let's also admire Mr. Song's elegant and unrestrained demeanor... This trip to Luoyang is not in vain!"

Song Yi frowned, squinted and stared at Chu Bai, and the light in his eyes seemed to be smiling...

This kind of light made the atmosphere on the field suddenly become silent.

Many people looked at Song Yi with all kinds of questions, but they were shocked by the strange look suddenly emitted from Song Yi's eyes...

Ming Song Taoist priest and another group of noble children are behind Chu Bai at this time...