Chapter 31: Qing Benjia also

At this time, even other people felt a little bit wrong. Even if it happened by chance, it rarely happened. When three pieces of music stopped, the wine went to the same person.
Where is such a coincidence? !!
Pei Shu involuntarily looked at the young man in the blue shirt, and he stopped talking: "Brother Xiao ..."
The young man in the blue shirt still only stared at the strings, and looked at nothing else and ignored Pei Shu.
Su Chuyu laughed suddenly, and her detective took out the wine goblet from the cold spring, and turned to the blue-shirted young man with a grin: "What a coincidence." Then he drank his head and drank.
According to others, it seems that Chu Yu wants to bring the matter peacefully, and does not blame it, but Chu Yu herself knows that her words have no intention.
She is tempting.
I said this to the young man in the blue shirt.
Although Chu Chuyu probably knows who Princess Shanyin is and has any major deeds, but this is as the historical princess of Sanyin, so as a princess of Shanxin? What kind of person was she? What does her relative look like? What happened to her in the past? Is she lascivious or acquired? Does she have someone she cares for? What does she like and hate? And who she met, who she knew, or ... who knew her.
Although she tried to talk to Youlan, but that was just her opinion of others. Regarding her own questions, she deliberately avoided it after asking her identity, so as not to leave more doubtful flaws. After so many days, inheriting this identity, she still knows very little about her past identity.
She knew a princess Shanyin as a historical figure, but she did not know Liu Chuyu as a living person.
Alas, or she actually avoided this problem subconsciously. If she knows too much, Princess Shanyin is really alive in her mind. Maybe she will lose some normality for the invasion of this body.
的 The sense of emptyness and abstraction in the written narrative and the actual elaboration experience of reality, at this moment, the wonderful contrast, and finally has a fusion point.
Although she didn't know why the blue-shirt youth had to embarrass her, she estimated that the young man might have known the princess Shanyin before, and he did so intentionally.
猜测 At least 70% to 80% of this guess may be accurate.
So Chu Yu tried it out with language.
According to the nonsense, even when drinking, Chu Yu didn't forget to watch the reaction of the young man in the blue shirt, but he didn't see him moving, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he was relieved immediately when he thought of his amazing acting skills.
No one sent the paper and pen to the desk because the servants who had waited before stole the last time hadn't taken it away.
This time, Chu Yu didn't need to speak, and Yuan Yuan's hand automatically stretched to the pen and ink.
He has been suppressed for too long and needs an opportunity to be poured out. Two years of depression and two years of forbearance have pressed his mind to a certain limit. As a caged bird who cannot be free, the only way he vents, It's the pen and paper in front of you.
I sent two more poems. This time, not only Pei Shu, most of the people present focused on Yun Yuan.
When the fourth melody sounded, many people cast their eyes directly to Chu Yu, and the young man in the blue shirt did not live up to their expectations. When the wine gurgling flowed right in front of Chu Yu, the sound of the piano ended. Chu Yu With a smile, she picked up the wine goblet and drank away from the blue shirt youth.
Wu, she has a guard to fly faster, Wen, she has a gunman who is far away. Even if the young man had any holiday with Princess Shanyin in the past, she was not afraid. The soldiers came to block her, and the water came to her. See what he's thinking.
Uh ...
"The beauty of Yuan Yuan is that he has not been deliberately carved. Now you look at him and maybe just think that this is a better-shaped stone. In fact, the real beautiful jade is buried under this shell." It was very quiet in the bamboo forest. , Only the sound of wind blowing leaves and tolerant speech, "But this piece of beautiful jade is not good enough, although the book is angry because it has little contact with people, but because of this, and as a descendant of the family, he has a bone in his bones. It is impossible to surrender anyone easily. "
Qi Moxiang looked at the situation on the chessboard. His Bai Zi was in peril. The situation where the two sides were evenly balanced now has turned to one side.
"I want to hold down Yuanyuan's heart." Rong Zhi stared at the black and white chess pieces and carefully calculated the chess path. "His grievances are not enough. I will slowly wear off his pride as a descendant of his family. Let him forget the glory of his ancestors, and I have time to do so. Then, at the right time, when everyone leaves him, reach out to him. "Let Yuan Yuan think that everyone has abandoned him, including his family.
Drowning people, in despair, even a straw, will hold on to it.
He smiled slightly, his smile was a little bit happy, and his slender fingers lifted up the smooth sunspot, and pressed it to the eye of the chess figure: "Then he is mine."
At that moment, I must be very happy.
Uh ...
Twenty-four, six, eight, ten ...
Wu Dangyu Yuan wrote the twentieth poem. The eyes of everyone present at him looked a bit like watching the fairy outside the sky.
I once suspected that Yuan Yuan had written a long time ago and asked to write a proposition on the spot. But Yuan Yuan picked it up and picked up the pen after hearing the proposition. The time interval was not enough to take seven steps.
But such poems that are almost mass-produced are not dry and obscure, and there are not even similarities. The literary style is gorgeous and beautiful. Except for the youth in blue shirts, Wang Yizhi's thanks to Yin Yi, and Chu Yu's group can remain calm, the emotions of others are almost fanatical and awe-inspiring.
This is not one or two, but dozens of poems have been made in succession. As a reader, many people in the scene have had stagnant thoughts. They have racked their brains for a sentence. Have they ever seen it like this? Literary talent?
There is no first in ancient Chinese and no second in Wu. However, the premise of the first half of the sentence is that under the conditions similar to each other, Yuan Yuan was suppressed for two years, and it was a thin film at the moment. She was overjoyed and convinced.
Compared to Yuan Yuan's brilliance, Chu Yu was almost forgotten to the corner of the sky, and now her only value is a drinker.
A few glasses of wine are still tolerable, too much is not enough, and although the special wine bottle contains not much liquid, it can be superimposed several times. After drinking the tenth glass of wine, Chu Yu has not been drunk, However, he had begun to control the amount of alcohol deliberately. When he picked up the glass from the water, he seemed to accidentally twist his wrist, poured half a glass, and finally poured the whole glass into the spring water.
But at that time, no one paid attention to her drinking or drinking, because most people were waiting for Yuan Yuan's next poem with a close-to-crazy attitude.
Twenty, twenty-two, twenty-four, twenty-six ... Words are bright and bright.
When I reached the thirtieth poem, even the young man in blue shirt couldn't help but look up and looked at Yuan Yuan.
This poem meeting that Chu Yu attended on purpose was not the most prestigious. It was not the unbridled Wangyizhi, not Shen Yi's Xie Yinzhi, not the thousand-dollar son who did not know whether he had come or who it was, but as a gunman, most At first, it was only regarded as the Yuan Yuan attached to Chu Yu.
When the wine trumpet was put into running water for the 16th time, the sound of the piano did not sound. The young man in the blue shirt picked up the guqin and slowly walked out of the pavilion. He came to Yuanyuan and looked at him coldly after saying a four words: "Qing Ben Jia."
He then left without looking back, no matter how Pei Shu called, there was no pause.