Chapter 41 Yushu Ziyi

I have never heard such a dynamic tune, and I have never seen such a playful and provocative dance.

Bold, flamboyant, hot and hot.

drives the mood of the viewer and enters the carnival again and again**.

Hua Che's face has never had so many expressions, surprised, shocked, suspicious, envious and confused, and finally returned to calm. Some of the servants who watched couldn't help jumping up together. Youqi was fascinated and couldn't help laughing. Even Lingyue's calm and rippled face gradually smiled.

Only at this moment, everyone's smile is the most true and pure, and only at this moment, laughter drowns the depression.

Hua Che glanced sideways at Lingyue and listened to her soft smile, and there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

How long has it been since I saw this girl smile, although he has used countless methods.

"Yeer, do you like to watch them dance?" Hua Che took Lingyue's shoulder and asked softly.

"Hmm. I like it." Lingyue blurted out, but when her eyes were intertwined with Hua Che, the smile on her face quietly faded away.

"If you like, I will recruit them all into the palace and dance for you every day, okay?"

Like coaxing a child, Hua Che said this, but Ling Yue suddenly interrupted: "It's not good--" She shook her head, even covered her face with fear, and lowered her voice, "Teacher, that's enough. It's enough for Yueer to see it once."

What the hell are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? Or be on guard against what? Hua Che looked at Lingyue and muttered without saying a word.

Turning to the prince Lianxi, Hua Che drank the unfinished wine and asked with a smile, "What kind of dance are they doing?"

"What did Mr. Long see from this stage?" Prince Lianxi asked provocatively.

What do you see? Hua Che's eyes moved, the stage, two people, dance, these are nothing, but what else is there on the stage?

"I only saw two people." Hua Che answered indifferently and wanted to say anything more. Mr. Lianxi actually clapped his hands and praised, "Yes, it's just two people, Mr. Long, you are not ordinary smart. Even the wisdom of modern people is not as good as your 11th."

"What is the wisdom of modern people?"

"Let me tell you this! The world is progressing and human beings are evolving. After hundreds or even thousands of years, our descendants... Oh, no, it should be said that the ideological level of your descendants will be further than you. At that time, people will wear different clothes from you, and the songs they sing will be different from yours. It will also be more advanced and perfect, that is, the wisdom of modern people. Can you understand it?

smiled and Hua Che said, "Listen to you, you seem to have come from the world thousands of years later?"

With a "bang", the prince Lianxi slapped the table and raised his thumb: "You are really amazing. Even this has been guessed by you. Yes, I just came from the modern era thousands of years later. My man killed me, and my soul was brought to this world by your seven guardian gods and handsome men. Come on. It's good to have seven brothers to take care of it, but the world is crazy about to come to any natural disasters, so don't let me live a good life.

After a few words, Hua Che was stunned several times and asked, "The seven guardian gods? Seven brothers?"

"Yes! Seven brothers, including you, which is strange. Fifth brother, why do I only remember your appearance, and I can't remember the appearance of other brothers? Speaking of this, she saw a strange expression flashing in Hua Che's eyes, sighed, and waved her hand disappointed and impatiently, "Oh, forget it, I'm crazy. Why did I tell you this? You don't remember anything at all, and you don't look like the former fifth brother at all. After saying that, she no longer looked at Hua Che, but looked at the flying city and the folding smoke on the stage, and kept applaud and praised loudly.

Hua Che also stopped asking, continued to drink and continue to watch.

On the stage, Feicheng jumped while looking at the clouds and smoke from top to bottom, with a strange expression on his face and whispered, "I saw it, I saw everything..."

"What did you see?" When the folded smoke stepped in front of him, he asked in a delicate voice.

"In front, there is also a belly..." Feicheng frowned.

Yun Zheyan's expression soon became angry. He covered his chest with one hand and his abdomen with the other, and shouted, "Shufeicheng, you bastard, hooligan!"

Then, a punch was cast over. Seeing that the situation was not good, Feicheng immediately squatted down and tilted his head. The pink fist brushed over his face and slid down all the way. Feicheng's lips just kissed the broken arm and approached her snow neck.

I really saw everything now!

That posture is really elegant and handsome! There was another round of applause from the stage.

Yun Zheyan was so ashamed that he almost cried. He didn't know how to vent his anger, so he threw Feicheng to the ground and beat him while scolding: "You dare to be rude to me, I, I'll kill you, kill you..."

"You think I want to see it. Who made you wear it so revealing? Everyone saw it!" Feicheng argued, grabbed the fist of the broken smoke and picked her up.

"That's the new dress I designed. Do you understand and appreciate it?" Folding smoke can't laugh or cry, shameless, so ashamed that he can't wait to find a hole to get in.

And under the stage, Lingyue's face gradually changed when she saw this scene. Hua Che noticed that her hands on the table trembled slightly.

The broken whip threw out again and whipped Feicheng around. At this time, a faint but spring-like man's voice floated in: "What are you doing?"

Dressed in white, the young man slowly walked into the lobby, with a little ease, a little lazy and a little cold.

As soon as this person enters, the hall is full of silence.

With Beckham's shouting, "Mr. Yushu is coming! Mr. Yushu is here!"

The servants in the lobby saluted respectfully: "Welcome Mr. Yushu to this Dragon Pavilion!"

"Yushu Ziyi? Finally, this boy was invited!" Prince Lianxi said with satisfaction.

Yushuziyi, people like its name, Qiongzhi Yushu, poetic and picturesque, dreamlike, like jade like immortals, with the feminine beauty between men and women, but without losing the cold and arrogant domineering, three points lazy, three points evil, three points cold, three points sharp.

The simple and generous moon-white gown is clean and tidy, and moves like a snowy wind.

When Zhe Yan saw him, his face was even more embarrassed. He ran to Yushu Ziyi, bowed his head and said, "Ziyi, you're here." The gentle voice was almost sweet, and Feicheng's expression immediately changed greatly. He only heard Zheyan say, "Zi, don't believe what you just saw. Feicheng and I have nothing. It was the boy who bullied me. Er, no, I bullied him. That boy was disobedient. I'll teach Sister Lianxi a lesson!"

"Me?" Prince Lianxi was stunned and stopped talking when he saw the charming eyes thrown by the clouds and smoke.

Feicheng was not convinced and pulled Yu Shuziyi and said, "Zi, you woman, you have to discipline well and always whip people. Is this still like everyone's leap show? A woman should look like a woman so as not to be beaten after marriage. Now you have to come here quickly, brother, I advise you!"

"You--" Yun Zheyan opened his eyes angrily, but in front of Yushu Ziyi, it was not easy to lose his temper and had to hold back.

Feicheng stared back at Yun Zheyan, patted Yu Shu Ziyi on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You are awesome! Just stand here, and no matter how strong the woman is, she will be conquered and admired.

Yu Shuziyi was not lukewarm and did not talk to Feicheng. After a look at the folded smoke, he went straight to the prince Lianxi and arched his hand and said, "What can Sister Lianxi ask me for?"

Mr. Lianxi smiled and said, "Ziyi, you are also one of the four great talents in Kyoto. His poetic and painting talent is the best in the world. He also has his own unique style. Poetry and painting can also be used, and dead things can also survive. How about I want to buy you a painting with 1,000 taels of silver?"

"Dare to ask the prince why the painting was made?"

Mr. Lianxi pointed to Hua Che: "With the title of Qingluan and Baifeng, he also fought against one of them."

"Green and white phoenix?" Yushu Ziyi's eyes slightly and glanced at Hua Che. He didn't ask anything. He ordered people to take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The ten-foot scroll unfolded, and he held the pen at will and quickly traced it on the white paper. Its artistic conception was difficult to express, like the sea, light ink heavy pen, eager to open and close, painting all the glitz, and also painted the troubled times.

With the world in mind and the feelings of the scene, he said while drawing:

"Swallow turns into a sparrow in the smoke wave,

Flying and flying phoenix,

The Manchu Dynasty did not know the king,

The national fate will ask the people's language,

Tears come together,

The green and white phoenix are drunk.

The beacon fire in Mengchuan has receded,

Hate to leave tears with you.

......”

With each of his words, Hua Che's face sank, and Prince Lianxi interrupted harshly: "Ziyi, just draw a poem, you don't need to write a poem."

"Question?" Yu Shuziyi sneered, threw away the pen in his hand, drew it, and looked at Hua Che and said, "It's called Yuxin weeping blood, Han Shuo Yongchun!"

Yun Zheyan saw that Yushu Ziyi's attitude towards Hua Che seemed to be vaguely hostile. He was a little anxious and pulled his sleeve and said, "Ziyi, what's wrong with you? I've seen this painting you drew. Isn't it going to be dedicated to the moon lord Moon King? Why did you change the name to Yuxin Weeping Blood?

Yun Zheyan doesn't know, but in fact, Hua Che and Prince Lianxi have heard the meaning.

Yuxin wept blood, referring to the moon master Lingyue and Han Shuo Yongchun, I'm afraid it's a satire on Hua Che, a soldier who changed his power.

There is murder in the words, but I'm afraid there is also murder in the painting.

Prince Lianxi was afraid that Hua Che would change his face and shouted, "Ziyi, there is nothing to do with you. You go out now!"

"Hmm." With a cold smile, Yushu Ziyi threw the picture scroll on the table and said, "You can enjoy it yourself!" Then, he turned around and left without looking back.

"Ziyi, wait for me, what's wrong with you today?"

Yun Zheyan ran out, and the hall was silent again. Unexpectedly, Hua Che was not angry, but picked up the picture scroll made by Yu Shu Ziyi.

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By the saying, Yushu Ziyi's poems in the article are original, and then they were brazenly modified. Ha ha, dear friends, applaud Yun Zheyan