Chapter 160 Only then can you know the talent!

"Sir, sit... Just call me the piano." The handsome teenager said with a polite smile, which always made people feel that his smile was very sunny.

"Uh... I just don't know why Song Yi came here, Qin Fang... It can't be said that it's such a cliché reason for looking forward to it for a long time, right? Song Yi felt that it was a little difficult to call Qin Fang directly.

Qin Fang raised his wrist, tilted the teapot with a wonderful posture, dropped an open line from the mouth of the teapot, and fell into the teacup below, revealing a handful of tea ceremony skills...

When Song Yi saw that he put a cup of tea in front of him, he smiled and said, "I have a girl. I don't know where I heard my husband's fame, and then I extremely want to win a poem from him, and it's handwritten... So Qin Fang can only invite Mr. here. I don't know if this request is presumptuous? Because Qin Fang feels that talent is priceless, and it will be sorry if it is regarded as a transaction... But I can't think of a way to reward the gentleman, so I invited some friends to a party in the back of the mountain today, and everyone played at will... If you are inspired, Qin is easy to beg for Mr. Mobao! If there is no inspiration... Don't force it!"

Seeing that he spoke with a trace of respect and calmness, Song Yi was actually willing in his heart, but when he thought of his identity and the identity of King Kang, he did not dare to agree immediately. He just replied with a smile, "In this case, how can Song Yi have the reason to refuse..."

"It's so good. After drinking this cup of tea, let's go to the back mountain!" Qin Fang smiled happily, and then picked up the teacup and pecked it slowly.

In the back mountain of Datianlong Temple, four or five young men and women were discussing something around an unflowered plum blossom tree. Suddenly, one of the men looked at the two people in the distance and shouted with a smile, "The Seventh Prince is coming... Let's ask him to comment on it..."

Everyone turned around and immediately stopped arguing and greeted them.

"The Seven Princes..."

Song Yicai and the handsome man who claimed to be Qin Fang walked into the garden and saw several people rushing to meet him, shouting the seventh prince politely...

Song Yi's eyes were slightly stunned. He turned his head and looked at the innocent seventh prince with some surprise. Even if he guessed in his heart that this might be a relative of the emperor, because of the previous courtesy and low-key of the seventh prince Qin Fang, he still didn't expect that he would really be a prince... Doesn't that mean that the one who wants to ask for poetry from himself is... A princess Lori?

"A few people... Let me introduce you to a new friend first, and we can discuss your problems together later!" The seventh prince smiled peacefully, and then everyone suddenly felt the blue-shirted man beside the seventh prince.

"This is... Mr. Song Yi, my father summoned me to come from Bianzhou a few days ago!" The seventh prince pointed to Song Yi and said, and then pointed to the girl with a beautiful face on the far left of the opposite crowd, but with a small beauty mole at the corners of her mouth, said, "This is Zuo Qianqian, the daughter of Zuo Gongquan, the minister of the Ministry of Ceremonies, with personality, um... Atmosphere..."

After the seventh prince solemnly introduced the girl, Song Yi saw Zuo Qianqian burst into laughter, as if he was amused by the seventh prince saying that she had a generous personality. The seventh prince was not embarrassed. He continued to point to the other girl with a slightly plump body on the edge of Zuo Qianqian and said hesitantly, "Zhao Min, the youngest daughter of Lord Zhao Ke, is checked in front of the palace... It's also my cousin... I like embroidery."

This time, Song Yi couldn't help laughing, and then everyone cast their eyes on Song Yi in shock and looked at him doubtfully! In particular, Zhao Min, with her high chest, was full of surprise.

Song Yi immediately scratched his head awkwardly and explained, "When the piano introduced it earlier, it was about personality... I thought he was still talking about personality, but I didn't expect... Ha ha!" In fact, the reason why Song Yi couldn't help laughing was that he suddenly remembered that the identity of Princess Zhao Min among Mr. Zhao Min and Mr. Jin Yong was not much different, but the gap between personality and body shape seemed to be a little big. When he heard that he liked embroidery, he couldn't help laughing!

Only then did everyone withdraw their suspicious eyes, but they kept the matter of Song Yi calling the name of the seventh prince Qin Fang in mind! The man on the far right said with a smile, "Song... Sir, I don't know that the seventh prince has always liked to say every sentence differently in order to make everyone remember his words... Hey hey, but the strange thing is that every time he says something, we forget it for a few days... It's strange..."

"His name is Ning Fan and the eldest son of Lord Jingzhao Yin Ning. His future ambition is to be a general in the command of the Duke of Zhen!" The seventh prince then pointed to the man who had just spoken and said that when he was about to introduce the last one, the man who looked the most ordinary among this group of people rushed to speak first.

"In Xie Tingyu, my father's right prime minister Xie Beiwang... I have a matter-to-do personality and like to be eventi affairs. I'm afraid it will cause trouble in the future..."

This time, not only Song Yi laughed, but also the seven princes laughed. Although Xie Tingyu looked the coldest, he seemed to be the favorite person in this group of people.

"Since we all know each other, what are you arguing about just now?" After the introduction of the seventh prince, he began to ask.

Ning Fan, who has a slightly wheat-colored complexion but wears a white coat, said in advance, "We were discussing just now that the plum tree that has not bloomed. Qianqian thinks that the plum tree is the most beautiful when it blooms in winter... Min Min thinks that the plum tree must be the most painful when it blooms; Tingyu thinks that... The plum tree is a pregnant woman; and I think the plum tree should not bloom..."

After listening to this, the seventh prince frowned slightly and seemed to be really lost in meditation, but Song Yi was stunned on the spot after hearing Ning Fanyu's words.

How boring a group of people are to be so interested in a plum tree... Song Yi thought speechlessly in his heart.

"Actually..." The seventh prince said seriously, "I think you are too bored today!"

Suddenly, several people laughed, but no one looked angry. Zuo Qianqian covered her little mouth and said with a delicate smile, "We are teasing you... In fact, we are just saying that the former monks in this Tianlong Temple are all monks who should not understand the amorous feelings. Why is this back mountain full of flowers and plants that bloom all year round!"

The seventh prince said, "Residing monks don't often walk around the world, so they spend most of their time chanting scriptures, but chanting scriptures will not calm down, so what they think in their hearts will be very messy. In order to attribute the chaos in their hearts to Buddhism, monks actually need to see more life-and-death separations than ordinary people... So they planted flowers and vegetables in the back mountain, saw everything withered, observed the flowers bloom and fade, and then went to save people... Naturally, it's much more permeable. I guess this is probably an allusion for monks to laugh at flowers. Feel the world from one flower and one leaf!"

When the seventh prince said something, even Song Yi nodded slightly. I have to say that according to his age, he was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenager who could understand so many truths and even vaguely understand some Buddhist principles, which really made Song Yi look a little.

"Sure enough, the seven princes are more transparent. I said at the beginning that as long as it is a problem, there will be no seven princes who can't be connected. In fact, there are still Zen masters in this Tianlong Temple... Hahahaha..." Xie Tingyu said with a big smile, and the others also smiled.

A shy red color appeared on the seventh prince's face, and then he shook his head and walked into the depths of the mountain. He said, "You can only say good words, but you don't bother to think about it, but there are outsiders today. Don't kill me!"

"Of course, it's not a praise. I just saw that Mr. Song nodded repeatedly. I'm sure he also agrees with you, right?" Zhao Min looked at Song Yi with a smile and asked.

Song Yi smiled and said, "Naturally, it is amazing that the seventh prince is transparent to Buddhism and can explain things in life!"

"Yes, yes..." Zuo Qianqian also echoed.

"Ha ha, listening to what you said, Qin Fang was a little overjoyed!" The seventh prince turned around and smiled, which made Song Yi slightly surprised. He doubted whether the young prince with red lips and white teeth would be dressed as a man?

"The Seventh Prince... From the beginning, I felt that you admire Mr. Song very much. Naturally, with your personality, it should not be because the emperor summoned Mr. Song to have this attitude... Why don't you tell us about your husband's talent so that we can relieve our doubts..." Xie Tingyu, who followed Fang Xinzhi at the end, frowned and said.

The seventh prince stopped, and then looked back at the helpless Song Yi. After thinking that Song Yi was not disgusted, he opened his mouth with a playful smile and said, "If you want to relieve your doubts, it is actually very simple..."

"Oh?" Everyone stared at the seventh prince in surprise, and Song Yi could only look at him with a helpless smile.

"Ask the world... What is love... Direct teaching..."

"Ah!..." The seventh prince just read a few words. Zuo Qianqian suddenly lost her composure and stamped her feet in exclamation. Then she sensed that she had lost her composure. Everyone was looking at her, so she covered her mouth and stared at Song Yi with a burning eyes and re-examined.

"Have you thought of it?" The seventh prince smiled with a sunny face.

There are people who have heard this word, but after all, it is not Bianzhou or Luoyang in the capital, so at present, only Zuo Qianqian remembers that this word is a Bianzhou prince surnamed Song...

"The abominable piano... Why didn't you say that the owner of the words had arrived earlier? He deliberately surprised people!" Zuo Qianqian glanced at the seventh prince angrily and called his name in excitement.

"Ah!! Yanqiu's words turned out to be... Did Mr. Song do it? Suddenly, Zhao Min, who was plump, also reacted, and then Xie Tingyu and Ning Fan also looked at Mr. Song, who looked calm in a green shirt with a surprised face...