Chapter 81 The uncrossable abyss and the unbreakable cage
Five strips of white silk half a foot long and two feet wide hang down from the third floor of the boat.
The five characters spring, general, dream, ink and water appear on it.
There is another piece of white silk hanging horizontally on top of the five white silks, with the words "Liu Shang Order" in green characters clearly written on it.
Wow!
The outing on the boat broke the tranquility of the river and broke the jasper into pieces.
On both sides of the river bank, the green and dense forests retreat quickly, making people feel relaxed and happy.
on deck.
Many talented scholars looked at the six pieces of white silk and frowned in deep thought.
There are even people who are holding pens hanging above the declaration, almost ready to write, but then hesitant to mention it.
The ink condensed on the tip of the pen splashed down as the painting boat rose and fell, creating ink dots on the rice paper.
Inside the second-story cabin.
Zhang Xiuran shook his legs carelessly.
He looked at Ye Qing who was calm and not nervous, and asked:
"Ye Qing, do you have it?"
Ye Qing nodded, then shook his head.
This made Zhang Xiuran frown slightly, sit up straight, lean forward and ask:
"Don't let me get in trouble, you must suppress Gong Yuxiu now."
Ye Qing, who was calm and composed, asked:
"Gong Yuxiu is known as the Linzi of Jinling. He said that Jinling's talent and talent can predict the eight battles of the gods, and he can monopolize seven of them. Do you really believe that I can beat him in poetry?"
"The great scholars at Yingchuan Academy, one of the four major academies of Shenqi, believe in you, and the fourth-rank magistrate of Huaiyang City believes in you. Is there anything else that I don't believe in?"
Zhang Xiuran smiled playfully, opened the mountain water silver fan in his hand, and fanned the cool river breeze, his face full of comfort.
Ye Qing didn't expect that he would have such ability in the hearts of Xie Qian and Chen Yuming.
He continued to remain silent, staring at the tea rippling in the teacup in front of him.
One foot away.
The Gong siblings stood leaning on the railing.
Gong Yuli's charming voice was undeniable.
"I'll give you one afternoon. You must come up with the best poem for the five questions."
Gong Yuxiu, who was full of restraint, bowed her hands and responded immediately:
"Yes, sister!"
Under the curtain, the deep eyes looked at his brother's fearful look, and his eyes became a little complicated.
Then, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.
The jade-white catkin gently placed its hand on Gong Yuxiu's hand, and her voice became gentler.
"Xie Daru spoke highly of this son, saying that he is a superb poetic talent that is rare to see in a century."
"A few days ago, Governor Chen circulated a poem that convinced the entire Jinling literary world. It was also written by him."
"Sister, I didn't expect Zhang Xiuran to bring him out today."
Gong Yuxiu, who understood the price clearly, felt his shoulders were very heavy and continued:
"Ye Qing always follows Zhang Xiuran's lead."
"It would be fine if it were somewhere else, but if I lose with him here, then it will be the Gong family that loses to the Zhang family."
The curtains and hats were lowered, Gong Yuli sighed:
"Yes, as long as you understand."
call!
Suddenly a gust of wind appeared.
The moon-white body was scratched and made a hunting sound.
The silk was flying, gently caressing Gong Yuxiu's handsome and extraordinary face.
The yarn on the moon-white curtain fluttered rapidly, leaving a gap, and then disappeared.
The face is like a goddess, a startling glimpse.
Gong Yuxiu, who had complicated eyes, looked at the moon-white curtain hat and said with pity:
"Sister, I have worked hard for you these years."
The catkins fell on Gong Yuxiu's face, caressing her gently, and said in a soft voice filled with relief:
"I can protect you from the wind and rain. I'm not tired at all. I'm happy."
"In another two years, I won't be able to help you anymore. Then, you will have to rely on yourself for everything."
Two years to go!
The lavender gauze clothes were torn by the wind.
On the handsome face, the gentleness that had always been there disappeared, leaving only Ling Lie.
Crunch!
Gong Yuxiu clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said seriously:
"Sister, believe me, I will definitely not let you embark on that road in two years."
"Yes." Gong Yuli didn't refute at all, and said with joy and relief in her charming voice: "Sister, I believe you."
"Now, you have to get rid of distracting thoughts and think about poems carefully."
"Besides, that little girl from Shangguan's family will help you."
Inside the three-story cabin.
Mo Wanqing stretched out her hand, grabbed Shangguan Lanxi by the collar, and pulled him back.
Looking at the little girl who was sticking out her tongue and feeling guilty, she said in a cold voice with helplessness:
"Do you have to tell me everything?"
Shangguan Lanxi, who pursed her lips tightly, looked away and said something different:
"I just went down to see what extraordinary poetic talents the Jinling scholars are."
"It's not to see brother Yuxiu."
"Hey!" Mo Wanqing sighed, stretched out her hand and rubbed Shangguan Lanxi's head.
"If your surname is not Shangguan, you can have any surname. If you fall in love with me, even if you are a prince, I will dare to kidnap him and marry you."
"So, stop messing around, okay?"
In an instant, Shangguan Lanxi's face fell, her strange spirit disappeared, and her innocent smile disappeared. She raised her arms and stretched out the window.
The jade jewelery covered by half-arm long sleeves is exposed under the warm sun.
The gleaming jade light made people's eyes brighten, but there was no surprise in Mo Wanqing's eyes and Guan Lanxi's eyes, only heaviness.
The word "Shangguan" carved on the jade made the two women sigh.
The green white jade finger brushed over these two words, and the cheerful lark seemed to be crying.
"Others think these two words represent glory and wealth, but to me, they are an abyss that cannot be crossed and an unbreakable cage."
Shangguan Lanxi raised his head, his innocent smile restored, and he said happily:
"Wanqing, I really envy you and Zhang Xiuran's love for each other."
Mo Wanqing's eyes became darker, and she held Shangguan Lanxi's bright wrist with distress, holding the two characters on the jade bracelet.
The next moment.
She thought of her fiancé's wanton and absurd thoughts, and hesitated in her heart.
At this time.
Shangguan Lanxi's maid came over with tea.
Mo Wanqing stepped forward to take it, looked at the maid indifferently and said:
"Watch down below."
The maid paused for a moment, and just as she was about to speak, she felt a murderous intent appear in Mo Wanqing's cold eyes.
The maid, who was instantly flustered, quickly saluted and said:
"Yes, the slave is waiting by the stairs."
Silent Mo Wanqing came to Shangguan Lanxi with tea.
Rouyi picked up a piece of delicate mung bean cake and stuffed it into Mo Wanqing's mouth.
Shangguan Lanxi said affectionately: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. That maid is also a poor person and can't help herself."
"You killed her to vent your anger, but the one you replaced is still the same. Maybe it's not as easy to use as her."
After nodding, Mo Wanqing started chewing the mung bean cake, picked up a small piece of peach cake, and stuffed it into her small lips.
With a displeased look on his face, Shangguan Lanxi bit off the half-stuffed peach cake and swallowed the other half into his mouth unconvinced.
Shangguan Lanxi, who had bulging cheeks and was very attractive, said vaguely:
"You know I can't hold it in, but you still feed me like this, Wanqing, watch your moves!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Lanxi pounced on Mo Wanqing.
Two delicate and white hands reached into the fiery red cloak, and began to move up and down on the exquisite floating protrusions that had been hidden all year round.
The deserted face suddenly became shy and filled with red clouds.
"Shangguan Lanxi, your butt is itchy again, isn't it?"
"Hehehe, there are so many people here, if you dare to hit me, I will scream!"
Shangguan Lanxi, who was not afraid at all, sat on the wasp's waist in a mighty manner.
He smiled evilly and took out his hands again.
...
On the second deck, Zhang Xiuran came out to enjoy the breeze.
Suddenly he touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, tilted his head slightly and looked at the third floor.
The Shanshui Silver Fan in his hand poked his right ear, and muttered inaudibly: