Chapter 318 speechless orchid boat

The Tengwang Pavilion on the side of the Ganjiang River is majestic and beautiful, towering into the clouds. In the night, looking up, it looks against the bright moon and thin clouds, and the sound of the water is like a fairy's residence.

Kong Jie has been looking up like this for a long time. From today, I returned to Pingxing Prefecture with the imperial envoy, and I heard the news of the assassination of Princess Wuyou last night. Although it was Xin Fenghan's problem and belonged to the "inside ghost", he and the "Yulin Guards" were slapped in the face. Therefore, the Lord Wuyou came to Tengwang Pavilion tonight, and he must be on duty in person regardless of the fatigue of the journey.

Tengwang Pavilion is a pattern of light, three dark and seven. It looks like there are only three layers, but if you go up from the inside, there are as many as seven layers. And now the light above is on the seventh floor. Princess Wuyou and Lian Zhun will drink there tonight.

There is a faint smile on it. Kong Jie sighed. He didn't know until today that the enchanting Lian Zhun was actually a member of the Yulin Guard. Although there have been some suspicions before, I can't imagine that such a high-level figure in the Yulin Guard can condescend to be the male pet of the worry-free princess.

However, didn't even His Majesty embroider a handkerchief for Princess Wuyou? It can be seen that there are always strange things and strange people in the world.

In the distance, a few people in red like officials were wandering around. Kong Jie knew that it was from the Yulin Guard. Today, Lian Zhun turned from dark to light, and some Yulin Guard officials who followed him also completed this process.

Tengwang Pavilion has been arranged with manpower before and after, and there are these Yulin praetorian guards who cooperate to guard them. It should be foolproof, right? Kong Jie turned his eyes back to the lights on the top of the pavilion - suddenly he felt a little strange in his intuition!

Kong Jie rushed forward two steps quickly. He caught a glimpse of the Yulin Guards in the corners of his eyes. He also found something abnormal and was urgently heading to the entrance of the Tengwang Pavilion. He gritted his teeth, simply took out the flying hook, threw it out, raised his breath, and went up.

It didn't take much time for Kong Jie to climb to the eaves of Tengwang Pavilion. And when he poked his head out at the mossy ridge kiss, he finally faced the two shadows he had just found when he looked up at King Teng.

Wuyou Princess and Mr. Lian.

Yunshang looked at him in astonishment and suddenly smiled: "Zheng's bodyguard came just in time. We still have a lot of wine here. Zheng's bodyguard might as well come and taste it."

At this time, the officials of the Yulin Praetorian Guard who went up the steps also breathlessly went to the seventh floor and looked up to communicate with Lian Zhun above.

Kong Jie's face was gloomy and turned to the eaves. He really doesn't understand how the two people, Lian Zhun, who have no martial arts at all, and the Wuyou Princess, who are nowhere better than martial arts, have the courage to climb to such a high, such a slippery place and drink!

Seeing that Kong Jie ignored himself, Yunshang also smiled and just let him go. But he turned his head and asked Lian Zhun, "Are you still here to enjoy the scenery?"

"Why don't you reward me?" Lian Zhun fell back and leaned on the back of Yunshang. "The beauty of the south of the Yangtze River is the first place, with the Tengwang Pavilion. Now where we are, it is also the top of the Tengwang Pavilion. Xishan Hengcui and Nanpu flying clouds, you can have a panoramic view of life. What's more! The beautiful scenery is like this, and the wine is on the side. If you don't get drunk, won't you live up to the beautiful woman?!"

Yunshang only smiled: "It is rare that the Yulin Guards have commanded the adults with such a sour and rotten atmosphere, and they should accompany them!" He said that he was drunk, but he didn't pay attention to the danger of more than ten feet a few steps away.

Kong Jie sighed secretly and had the intention to take the worry-free princess down, who was not afraid of death, but after all, he was still a little afraid of Lian's current identity. Looking at the danger around him, he had to take a few steps back aside, stay in the shadows, and take precautions.

However, Kong Jie did not expect that both of them were in large quantities. The wine was sent by the Yulin Guards below, but both of them only saw drunkenness but not drunkenness; and when he stayed here like this, he actually accompanied them for nearly a night.

I really don't understand what's there to blow in the night wind on the top of the Tengwang Pavilion? And isn't it enough for these two young men, Junyan, who are currently in the limelight, fooling around day and night? What's more, the conversation between the two people is not as imagined. On the contrary, it is more like the wind and snow moon, talking about "shu xing", "fishing fire", "fan lu", "Jiangcheng" and so on. It is not suitable for the status of two people as a general at all, but like those sour Confucian officials and civil servants.

However, sometimes some conversations involving secrets between two people can still arouse Kong Jie's interest.

"Chu Xiao...Marquis," Lian Zhun leaned against the eaves and said with a lazy smile, "I suspect that you are Wang Zi'an's admirer; otherwise... why do you even use his words in the name of the Tingxuan maid at home?"

Yunshang was leaning against Lian Zhun's lap and holding the Tao Zhaoyue. Hearing him ask, he smiled in a drunken trance and whispered, "Wang Langjian's pen is full of praise. Up to now, the sunset is lonely, and the good words are passed on.

She did not answer the question head-on, but recited the sentence in Xin Qiji's "He Groom Futeng Wang Pavilion", which was exactly what Wang Bo said in those years. For Yunshang, there is naturally a big reason why he likes Tengwang Pavilion because of this elegant Tengwang Pavilion Preface. However, if she wants to ask the name of the Tingxuan maid in Hou's mansion, she can only say that the names of "Pei Yuxuan", "Mingluanyuan" and other places, the allusions really come from here; but it is certain that it is not the work of "Princess Wuyou". After all, these names have existed for a long time.

After the appearance of the mysterious man, she has been able to have the memory fragments of the worry-free princess, but most of the time it is elusive and difficult to understand, and often coincides with her own original memory, and she can't tell whether it is true from false.

Hearing what she said, Lian Zhun nodded and sighed and said with a smile, "Princess Wuyou mentioned this sentence. Sure enough, it should be a big white!"

With that, the two of them drank separately, but he suddenly sat upright and sang on his knees, "The high pavilion is near Jiangzhu, visiting the city, empty old traces, and secretly nostalgic. On the day of painting the bead curtain, there were no morning clouds and evening rain. But send it to Xishan Nanpu. Tianyu's eyebrows are fresh green, and the shadow is as long as before. There is hatred in the air, but it can't be! Wang Langjian praised the pen. Up to now, the sunset is lonely, and the good words are passed on. How many degrees does it change? Dream of bead curtain singing and dancing. In order to migrate and lean, the apptan is dry and condensed. The eyes are flat and the waves are late, and the river wind is clear for a moment. Who drinks together? There are poets."

This paragraph of Lian Zhun's singing is the whole word of Xin Qiji. The vast and heroic feelings in the poem are vividly interpreted by him. Although he deliberately aggravated the tone of words such as "morning clouds and evening rain", "poetry couple" and so on, it still does not affect the artistic expression of the whole poem.

And Yunshang also sat upright and listened to him singing with his cheeks. She didn't understand these rhythmic things, but she only felt that the song was low, and she seemed to take out all the sad feelings in her heart, lingering between the internal organs and lingering. At this time, how can there be any mood to care if there is any joke in his song? He just stared at Lian Zhun in a daze.

The red character in the Lian Zhun opera garden can naturally see why Yunshang's obsessive look came from, and her heart can't help moving softly. She simply took Yunshang's hand and taught her to beat the beat, but she picked up a few poems that had always recited Tengwang Pavilion and sang a few songs. This time, it was mostly pale and more exciting. Don't love. Thinking, it's the same exciting; Yunshang listened to it, and only felt the heroic spirit of killing, as if he had returned to the head of the sunset city that day. When Lu Shen was as brave as a god, his heart was full of blood and moved; and it was as if he climbed high and looked down at the mountains, and the world was full of pride in his hands - the so-called Drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman, waking up to hold the power of the world, how many heroes in ancient times, thousands of years of romantic...

In fact, at this moment, not only Yunshang, but also Kong Jie, who was listening, and the Yulin imperial guard officials downstairs, were gradually confused by the sonorous rhyme. They were surging and unable to extricate themselves. They all sighed that Mr. Lian Zhun had been a red pear garden, which actually lived up to his reputation.

In this way, the two of them sang and listened to each other intermittently. Unconsciously, the moon was slanting to the west and the cold river was falling. During this period, Lian Zhun sent someone to take a coat and wrap it up for Yunshang. He still didn't leave, regardless of the deeper dew, and only gossiped at the top of the building. I stayed up until the early morning. I watched the sunrise and the river flowers, and the water and the sky were the color. Then I watched the soldiers at the head of Pingxingfu change their posts. Then I reluctantly climbed down the eaves helplessly and left the Tengwang Pavilion with the assistance of Kong Jie.

"Are you really going to leave?"

"Let's go."

After answering, Lian Zhun looked up at Zhang Jiangmen in front of him, smiled drunkenly, shook off the Yulin Guard officials who supported him, and looked at the Yulin Guards, the Royal Guards, and many soldiers on Zhangjiangmen. The regiment bowed and took a deep look at Yunshang, which was surrounded by. Luo Xiu, slowly and comfortably, sang a short paragraph in the folded play with the delicate posture of a noble concubine's drunkenness. [Xian Lv] [Duan is just right]: "I intend to send you off, but I have no way to stay with you. I'm afraid that you have a dream but no book. A wine is full of the sun, and the green sleeves are full of tears. And take Chaohua to practice a long distance, miserable and hesitant, and you should remember the benefits of slaves!"

It is rumored that anyone who saw the dance and song like Lian Zhundu's conductor at that time burst into tears and forgot his horrible identity. He only felt that he was facing a beautiful Jiao'e who would be separated from her husband...

Lian Zhun's singing and thinking are all with the power of seductiveness and incomparable true feelings. Such Lian Zhun... How can she not be moved? Not heartfelt?

And after a banquet...

After that, Zhang Jiangmen opened, Yunshang returned, and Lian Zhun got on the boat waiting by the river alone, went east along the water, and returned to Beijing to recover his life.