Chapter 577: The third unspoken love poem

The west building is hidden in the corner of the lush garden.
Standing in the garden, Chu Huaixiu listened to the lingering piano sound from the upstairs, and his handsome face showed an intoxicating look.
Gu Chongshan's Huqin plays the best in music in the world.
But when it comes to Changzheng, the prince's sister is even better. The sound of her piano is full of affection, which moves the listener.
The song is over.
Chu Huaixiu sorted out his appearance and solemnly boarded the West Building.
The old butler was so anxious that he slapped his thigh straight, and quickly recruited Tianshu's secret guard: "Why don't you stop?!"
The secret guards handed over: "Chu Huaixiu has gathered fifty thousand imperial guards, just outside Yuanhe Street. I can't wait for 300 people. If it is blocked, one cannot stop it, and the other is more obvious from the strategic point of view of war We have a guilty conscience."
"You little bunny, do you still know the art of war?!" The old butler slapped him on the back of the head, "Hurry up and send someone to inform His Royal Highness, let him come back quickly!"
"Oh……"
West Building Boudoir.
The windows are bright and clean, and the room is elegant.
The six screens loomed across, faintly reflecting the girl kneeling behind the piano case.
E'Eyun is in a bun, and she has a slender posture. She is very elegant and gentle in her gestures.
At one glance, Chu Huaixiu's eyes were red.
Even through the screen, even if he hadn't seen it for several years, he still recognized at a glance, this woman was the prince's sister he was thinking about.
The young emperor sat down on his knees in a gaffe.
He raised his hand and touched the screen infatually.
Sister Princess...
Still remember, see you at the beginning of the year.
When he was fourteen years old, he traveled through various countries, but encountered bandits in Dayong territory. Not only was the gold and silver looted, but all the servants around him died in battle.
Begging all the way to Chang'an, he wanted to report to the official, so he claimed to be the prince of South Vietnam, but was mocked by the government, and even kicked out of the government.
When hungry and hungry fell in the alleys, it coincided with the sedan chair of the prince concubine's sister passing by, she pityed him a few hot buns and an ingot of silver.
He still remembers the beauty of the stunning glance when the Princess Princess rolled up the sedan curtain.
After he solved the hunger problem, he was still desperate.
Walking on the street, he heard that Crown Prince Dayong would take advantage of the four-day holiday every month to receive people at the Prince's Mansion, listen to the people's lawsuits, and hold justice for them.
So he found Crown Prince Dayong.
The prince brother is a real gentleman.
He accepted him to live in the Prince's Mansion. After investigating his identity, he gave him the honor of the prince of South Vietnam, allowing him to live in the Chang'an Palace, entertaining him in fine clothes, and even getting along with him day and night, giving him a personal explanation Chang'an's customs, rules, etiquette and education.
The tolerance of a prince of a country should probably be like this.
I didn't stay in the Chang'an Palace for long, which coincided with the Spring Festival.
Wearing a mask of Hundred Ghosts, he walked through the rubbing crowd, admiring the style of Changan Shangyuanye.
Chang'an has a tradition of parading through the streets with hundreds of operas. The parade team includes thousands of actors from all over the country, performing various skills such as divination, fire breathing, sword swallowing, and juggling. The finale is 16 horses. On the stage with carved flowers, the girl wearing the mask of the of flowers wore a white dance dress, bending her waist and dancing on the stage.
She is more splendid and dazzling than the fish and dragon dances all over the street.
She represents a kind of ultimate beauty!
He stood in the crowd, looking ecstatically.
When I was young, I became emotional at that time.
He chased the parade of parade all night, like moths chasing the flames, he was more enthusiastic than the shouting juveniles, and he followed tirelessly until dawn.
When dawn broke, the troupe of the operas dispersed.
Standing in the corner, he saw the beautiful girl take off the mask and embrace the prince brother with joy.
original……
The girl who fascinated him turned out to be the fiancée of the prince's elder brother and the Wen family girl who had saved his life.
Returning to the palace, he frantically traced the appearance of the prince's sister, chanting her name frantically, but knew that he could not touch the prince's brother's fiancee.
The young ones like them, they died quietly in the spring breeze before they sprouted.
The third meeting was in the lively spring.
In Chang'an, rich and honorable, aristocratic princes and girls like to gather in exquisite gardens, write poems, paint, and talk about the past and the present. Some also like to learn the rhythm of music and fight for wine.
At the banquet, he struggled with others and lost. As punishment, one must be selected from the girls present and presented to the golden hairpin. It is not allowed to say that it was because of the loss of the gambling. No matter what the other party asked, he could only answer three love poems. .
At that time he was about to leave Dayong.
He didn't even think about it, so he chose Wen Tong who was enjoying the flowers with other girls.
Holding the golden hairpin, he mustered up the courage to come to Wen Tong.
He put the golden hairpin on his hands, because he blushed, he didn't even dare to look up.
Wen Tong did not know him.
She shook her group fan and was very curious: "Why give me a golden hairpin?"
He wanted to explain, but he caught a glimpse of the laughter and enthusiasm of the group of dudes, so he had to think about the love poems for a long while according to the betting agreement, and then he whispered: "Jujiu Guan Guan, in the river island. Fairy lady, gentleman is so good... "
The girls all around covered their lips and laughed.
The customs of Chang'an are open. Noble princes are proud of being sought after by many girls. The same is true for aristocratic girls. They admire unrestrainedness. The expression of love between men and women is a manifestation of natural freedom and will not be talked about frivolously.
Wen Tong took the golden hairpin and looked at him a few times. Xu Ye felt familiar and asked, "Have we ever met?"
That spring, the sun was shining and the garden was elegant.
Chu Huaixiu still lowered his head and whispered: "There is a beauty that you will never forget. If you don't see it for a day, you will think like crazy."
Laughter is more prosperous all around.
Wen Tong also laughed.
After laughing, she said: "Lang Jun likes me?"
Chu Huaixiu was silent.
She is already famous.
She is so well-matched with the prince's brother, she is also a very dignified and clean family girl, he is Chu Huaixiu, what is it?
He is not qualified to pursue her, in this life, only love.
After all, he did not finish the betting contract, and did not finish the third love poem.
He didn't answer Wen Tong's question, turned back to Qu Shui Liu, punished himself with three strong drinks, but couldn't help but said in his heart that if she had never been engaged, he would definitely answer like this:
In the sky, I am willing to be a lovebird, in the earth, I am willing to be a branch.
Forever, time will end, this hatred will never end...
The young man was drunk with dim eyes, staring blankly at the smiling princess sister in the flowers.
In her eyes, she was probably just a strange strange boy.
His answer, in this life, there will be no chance to say it, right?
Those days in Chang'an were the happiest time in his life.
West Building, behind the screen.
Wen Tong's hands were pressed on the strings. Because of her head down, a few locks of jet black hair fell from her forehead, making her skin white and tender and her face beautiful.