Feng Xing

What does this mean?

Feng Sheng soon understood that Sun Ruyi and Sun Ruhua did not hang out outside the gate of the Rongyuan Garden recently. It must have caused the ideas of the people inside.What is the motive, naturally knows well, and Lin Bixuan is in a delicate position, and Sun Ruyi stays here again, it is inevitable that people will also link her together and misunderstand.

Maybe, the master might have misunderstood last time.

Feng Sheng did not explain, standing there with his eyebrows closed.

Zong Yue glanced at her, and her eyes fell on the table. There were dishes on the table, two sets of tableware and chopsticks, and a pot of wine. There was a sneer in his eyes.

But instead of leaving, he walked past and sat down at the table.

"A little girl, clear-minded, but unfortunately from a humble background, not to be lifted."

This sentence is more incomprehensible, but it can be heard that the other party is mocking himself.

Feng Sheng has never been insulted, but he can still salute himself, can't help saying: "The little girl really doesn't understand the meaning of the son, why should the son add evil words."

"Don't understand?"

Zong Yue snorted softly without speaking.

Seeing this, De Wang quickly got together and said: "Yeah thinks this wine is not bad? The younger will help you pour wine." As soon as the two came in, they smelled floating in the air, slightly sweet, and brought a little Bitter taste.

"You come."

De Wang thought he was supposed to let him come. It wasn't until Zong Yue glanced at him that he realized that the girl standing next to him.

Feng Sheng was startled, Zhichun took a step forward, and just wanted to say something, Feng Sheng reached out and blocked him.

girl--

The voice hovered in her throat, and she didn't spit it out after all.

Zhichun looked at the girl holding the hip flask and bowing her head to pour wine, staring on the spot.

...

A pair of plain hands are slender, white and clear, but the forefinger and middle finger can faintly see the thin cocoon on it.

At first glance, it is not obvious, but if you look closely, you can see that the two fingers are different from the other fingers, just like a good beautiful jade ornament, and suddenly there is a flaw.

It reminds Zong Yue of the ink book and the booklet presented by Sun Qinghua.

Although the prince is the most distinguished person in the world, the father and the prince are strict with his son. When he is young, he has to study hard and work hard. Such fingers are only available to those who hold the pen all the year round.

Why does a girl in a boudoir have such a pair of hands?

Without him, nothing more than work hard to please elders.

Thinking that this woman has been here for more than half a month, even if she pretends to do so, she has worked hard.I thought that she might not know the scriptures she copied, and was given to him by her father in the name of another daughter.Thinking about his childhood experience, Zong Yue rarely showed kindness.

He sipped his mouth and said, "You just said that I added bad words to you? A few days ago, your father presented a book of scriptures, saying that his daughter-in-law wished to copy it, and your name is Ruyi?"

Feng Sheng understood immediately.

Not only did she understand why the old lady would let her come here to copy the scriptures, and also copied the Buddhist scriptures, but also understand why this day when she saw the beads on her wrist, it would be such a reaction.

It is estimated that the Lord believes in the Buddha in front of him, so the old lady will do what she likes?

In fact, Feng Sheng guessed the meaning of the old lady before, but some joints didn't figure it out, so it was all smooth.

"...The slave-maid thinks the girl always has to go back..."

As long as you can leave!

Feng Sheng bit her lower lip lightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "The girl's name is not like wishing."

She also seemed to understand Zong Yue's meaning. Before the words fell, tears swelled out, but she was afraid of being seen and dropped her head deeply.

Zong Yue lifted the glass in her hand, and she trembled a little before she came forward to fill the glass.

Zong Yue stopped talking and just drank and ate food.

Obviously it is not a delicacy, and the wine is only ordinary, but the lake with the hazy lake makes him in a good mood.

After glancing at the woman standing on the side, Zong Yue said: "I heard Master Sun saying that his daughter's poems and songs are all fine, all special, can they sing?"

"Ye asked if you can sing?" De Wang said.

"What do you think of my girl?" Zhichun rushed out and said.

"Yes. A little."

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously, and Zhichun looked at Feng Sheng in disbelief: "Girl."

Feng Sheng lowered his head.

She wore a white shirt with a big blue sleeves and a dark blue plate flower. The waist is well received, and the waist and legs are slender.Making such a gesture is especially impressive.

"Dewang, go get the pipa."

De Wang cried with a sad face: "Yeah, this rainy day, you ask the little one where to find the pipa... the little one will find it, Lord, wait."

"You're quite funny." Zong Yue's eyes circled around her, and she paused at the place where she couldn't grasp.

Feng Sheng lowered his head again, only showing the tip of his chin.

...

Not long after, Dewang came with a lute, and he didn't know where he got it from.

The pipa was handed over to Feng Sheng, and she seemed somewhat at a loss. It wasn't until Dewang went to move a pier and placed it not far away that she finally found the movement and went to sit on the pier.

Xiaoqu, also known as minor, time, and small order, is a folk song widely circulated around Wudi.As early as Qin, the folk music in the palace music square was included. "Jin Shu. Le Zhi" once had a cloud: Wu Ge miscellaneous music and went out of Jiangnan.Until the Song and Ming Dynasties, Xiaoqu has become very popular in the south of the Yangtze River, and it can come to the point where it does not ask men and women in the north and south.

But the small family of Pengmen is all right. The family of officials and officials always pay attention to etiquette. The daughters of officials are asked by men if they can sing songs. .

Fang Fengsheng knows that this man is insulting himself, but he is not surprised, because Sun Qinghua voluntarily said that his daughter's poems and songs in the family are all fine. Is it strange that the other party will do this?

She thought silently in her heart that her hand fell on the strings and flicked twice.,

...

Outside the pavilion, rain falls.

Quiet, quiet.

Suddenly, Dingdong two sounds, such as gurgling streams.

In a few moments, a series of beautiful melodies overflowed and rolled between the houses.

Sometimes smooth and smooth, sometimes smooth and melodious, and gradually turned into a whimper.At the same time, the slender and lingering voice of the woman also circulated.

Xiaoqu uses authentic Wu Nuonong, which emphasizes softness, spitting and glutinousness.

It is said that Jiangnan's women are made of water. In addition to Jiangnan's water raising people, it also has a lot to do with this Wu Yuenong's accent.It’s just that Mandarin is spoken nowadays, so Jiangnan minor can fully interpret the charming and tender feelings of Jiangnan women.

Zong Yue didn't think that the woman looked so beautiful, and even felt that her eyebrows were faint and unobtrusive.Originally it was a remedy, even because of Sun Qinghua and his daughters' behaviors, which was a little bit malicious, but at this time when she still hugged the pipa and half covered her face, her eyebrows sang in Jiangnan minor, he was really amazing.

Qu stop, the sound fell.

Zong Yue grew up and paced over.

The intricately embroidered sapphire ring and jade-colored finger that exude a warm light represent the symbol of wealth to the extreme.

Twisting her chin with only two fingers, looking down, a predominant gesture.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a treasure."

The dark glare of the man was stained with a layer of fire, sliding from the fair white jade face to the slender neck, the collar was clasped, but it seemed to be able to get in.

"Young Master." Feng Sheng's eyes dropped half, and his cheeks blushed.

Zong Yue's left hand behind his back was moved manually, and Dewang was agitated, and he dragged Zhichun away.

Zhichun didn't leave, Dewang glared and tongued out to scare her.This water pavilion is not a separate room, there is another screen in the middle, the two retreat behind the screen.

"Master Sun has a good daughter."

In a trance, Feng Sheng found himself in the other's arms.The pipa in his arms didn't know when it was gone. The man embraced the arm around her waist, strong and strong.

She did not expect that the three princes would be so Meng Lang, heart pounding.Feng Sheng did not go through the affairs of men and women, and knew that this person had become emotional, and he didn't care whether he was still in broad daylight.

"Son, don't." She reached out against her chest.

"Don't want to be here, then where do you want to be?" The man's voice was hoarse, his big palm rubbing around her swaying waist.

"Son, it's really impossible."

"Yeah doesn't believe you don't know his identity. Are you just staying here for a few days, is it just for copying the scriptures? After you, you will be admitted to the house."

After finishing the speech, the man pressed down.

Unstable breath, showing the man's impatience, low voice, telling the man's emotions.Just as the man's face was near, a pair of jade hands blocked it again.

"Your Highness, please listen to the little girl."

Feng Sheng's repeated blockades clearly disappointed Zong Yue. He frowned and stared at her red eyes: "Say."

"The little girl was born in a family of officials and eunuchs, so this act is undoubtedly unmatched. Although the girl is happy and wants to serve her, but also asks her to leave a trace of face to the little girl. If His Highness really likes the little girl, ask the elders in the family Discussing the little girl, it is natural that the little girl is not obedient. But if so, the little girl can't resist, but she will save her innocence."

Zong Yue narrowed his eyes.

"Your Highness--"

The churning eyes fell on the woman's white neck, pale blue thin tube, and fragile like fresh petals.Long fingers rub against the slender waist under the palm, like stroking a naughty cat.

"Yes, Lord promises you."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Please also ask your elders to ask for the little girl." Before the words fell, Feng Sheng shook his throat again: "The little girl knows that she is from a humble background, and even if you follow your highness, it is unlikely to have a grand and bright. You can give the little girl a little face in this way. Please also consider Your Highness."

"can."

...

Feng Sheng hurried away with Zhichun.

Lin Bixuan is clearly out, and he still can feel the staring eyes of the other party behind him.

"girl."

"Don't talk, go away." When approaching the corner, Feng Sheng looked up at Zong Yue in Xie, and then lowered his head again.

In the pavilion, Zong Yue said: "De Wang, you go and ask this woman's name." The voice was not over yet, and he said again: "Yes, Sun Qinghua knows himself."

Dewang flattered beside him: "Congratulations, Grandpa He Xi, you have a great beauty. The Lord always said that you are indifferent, that is, the beauty in Jingli can't enter the eyes of the Lord, everyone says that Jiangnan is a beauty. Son, this statement is true."

beauty?

Although the skin can not be considered upper, but the unique style of victory.

Zong Yue rubbed his fingers, as if the sweet fragrance was still in his palm.

The author has something to say: It’s not for Zong Dazhu hoofs, in this case, it’s hard not to misunderstand, and Sun Qinghua is eager to climb, which gives people a feeling that his daughter is very cheap, especially Zong Yue. Identities, unequal differences that are too far apart, are considered normal as playthings.

The only thing that made Zong Yue a little surprised was that the heroine not only copied the Buddhist scriptures, but also sang the song well. When she was sung in awe, she would move her mind.Anyway, it is to raise a person there, not to spend two or two meters.

What he did not know is that the hostess would not only copy Buddhist scriptures, sing melodies, but also others _

The ancient style of Wu Nuonong can be substituted into Xia Qinhuai Bayan and Qin Huaijing.At first, the book had been dragging, that is, the hostess could not set up. Later, I accidentally heard Qin Huai Bayan. In fact, I have heard it before. I think it is not bad, but there is no special feeling. Accompaniment, inspiration suddenly came.

Well, Wen Neng raised the pen and put it down in the world, put down the pen shaft, and picked up the pipa. I am also a little fresh.(Fang Fengsheng_)