Under the envious eyes of others, Lu Heng took Liu Qingqing onto the official ship with the two invitations in his hand.
Once you get on the boat, you can no longer hold hands. There are many people on the boat, and there are also some familiar people, such as people from the Liu family and Su Zhengwen, who they have just met.
It is always bad to spread some rumors.
On the flower boat, there are some snacks and other food, which are of course free. To say that the Qinhuai Poetry Fair is quite high-end, as long as you have a ticket, you can get on the boat without all the expenses. Some
Like a plane ticket for future generations!
He came out early in the evening, and it had been a long time. He was a little hungry. After Lu Heng got on the boat, the first thing he did was to drag Liu Qingqing and run straight towards the snacks placed aside.
He was holding a blue and white porcelain plate, which was filled with all kinds of snacks. He chewed them in big mouths without any image. Beside him, Liu Qingqing looked at the people around him and cast surprised glances. Her pretty face turned red.
Yes, I lowered my head and didn't dare to raise it.
Uncle, uncle, this is too...
Liu Qingqing wanted to remind Lu Heng several times to pay attention to his image, but in the end, thinking of her uncle's unusual temperament, she blushed and shook her head with a bitter smile, but finally gave up.
"Are you hungry? Do you want some?" Lu Heng asked Liu Qingqing vaguely while eating.
Liu Qingqing's pretty face turned red, and she glanced at Lu Heng with a dumbfounded look. She reminded her in a low voice: "Uncle, can you be a little bit embarrassed! This way, also..."
"Haha, it's so ugly, isn't it!" Lu Heng didn't mind at all. He swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth and said with a smile.
"You know it too!" Liu Qingqing rolled her beautiful eyes and glared at him. That charming look almost made Lu Heng choke.
The official ship is very large. From the outside, it looks no less than the Titanic in the movie. The height is not bad either. Once inside, I feel that the shipbuilding craftsmanship of this era is indeed extraordinary.
The brightly lit hall could accommodate no less than 200 people, and it didn't seem crowded. Everyone was lingering in the psychedelic colors, watching the performance of the singer on the stage, and waiting for the poetry competition finals.
officially begins.
On the stage, after the singer finished singing a song that was said to be written by a talented person in Tokyo, she walked off the stage. Then, the dancer appeared. Amid the fluttering skirts and ribbons, the graceful dancer looked like she was flying in the sky.
Fairy-like, gentle and graceful.
Although I am used to seeing the vigorous singing and dancing of later generations, the elegant and beautiful single singing voice and the wonderful dancing posture in front of me still have a unique flavor.
In the crowd, Su Zhengwen stood aside, chatting and laughing with a few people who seemed to be classmates, while looking towards Liu Qingqing.
Lu Heng had already felt that sinister gaze like a tarsal cricket. After he glanced at Su Zhengwen, he stopped paying attention to this person.
Just when Lu Heng was immersed in listening to the singer singing a poem written by Chen Zi'ang, a poet in the early Tang Dynasty, a man came down from the second floor. After seeing Lu Heng, he walked over directly.
"Master Lu!" The person coming was none other than Wu Ningyuan's personal bodyguard, the same bodyguard Zhan who had tied him up when they were guessing lantern riddles.
"Oh, it's Brother Zhan. Brother Zhan, please sit down!" Lu Heng pointed to the chair beside him and said to Zhan with a smile.
Guard Zhan smiled a little cautiously and shook his head. Then he pointed to the private room on the second floor and said: "I want to send a message to the prince. If Mr. Lu thinks it is too noisy here, you can go up and sit down!"
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Lu Heng glanced towards the second floor and saw Wu Ningyuan and Zhang Wenshan looking towards him. He chuckled and raised his tea cup to the two old men.
"Haha, I'll be up in a minute!" Lu Heng looked back and said to Zhan Guard with a smile.
At this time, the singer on the stage flicked the guzheng with her fingers. The sonorous and powerful sound of the guzheng suddenly silenced the entire audience.
Along with the singer's melancholy singing about reminiscing about the past, a song that surprised Lu Heng sounded in the hall.
"Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found. Sun Zhong is looking for a place. Dancing on the pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain."
Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, feeling amused and a little suspicious. He glanced at Zhan Guard, hehe, is this?
Seeing the confusion on Lu Heng's face, Zhan Wei smiled respectfully and said: "Young Master Lu may not know yet, but after the young master wrote this poem a few days ago, the prince liked it very much. Every day when he hangs it at home, he will look at the poem in front of the young master.
I meditated on the lyrics for a long time. Later, the prince asked his subordinates to invite some people to compose the music for the lyrics. The prince said that such good lyrics should be sung and spread throughout the world.
It’s such a pity for my family!”
As he spoke, Zhan Wei raised his head and looked at Lu Heng with deep admiration in his eyes.
Zhan Wewei doesn't read much, and he doesn't know much about things like poetry. In fact, he doesn't really like the love-loving tunes circulated in brothels. However, this poem is an exception. Although Zhan Wewei
He has a good temper and is rough and arrogant. But from this poem, we can still feel the general's gray-haired helplessness and desire to continue his glory.
Nowadays, he is far away from the battlefield. His follower Wu Ning lives far away in the bustling city of Jiangning. It seems that everything has gone far away from him. However, after hearing this poem, he immediately thought of the northern grasslands and the Turks.
Fighting military life.
And this poem that the prince was full of praise for was actually written by the scholar in front of him.
"Young master is really talented and talented!" Zhan Wewei praised sincerely.
After listening to Guard Zhan's words, Lu Heng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He turned his head and glanced at Wu Ningyuan on the second floor, who was listening to the singer singing with an intense look on his face. He felt a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
This old man!
But fortunately, the old man Wu Ningyuan was quite measured in his actions. He didn't stab himself out!
Lu Heng smiled, took a sip of tea, turned his head and glanced at Liu Qingqing, who was quietly listening to the singing. Then he turned his attention to the stage again.
Lu Heng is very satisfied with his current life.
Having a very stable job will prevent you from going hungry, and having a very warm little home can help you relax.
In my spare time, I read books, looked at the beautiful Liu Qingqing, chatted and played chess with two old men. It was calm and leisurely.
He hopes that this kind of life can go on forever. Therefore, he does not hope that there will be too many disturbances in his life.
but!
A cold look came from Su Zhengwen again.
After Lu Heng glanced at him lightly, Ruo Zhishui's state of mind changed slightly. As if being blown by the cold winter wind, Zhi Shui's state of mind was covered with a layer of cold ice!
However, this kind of life, hey, needs to be protected!
There was another person beside Su Zhengwen at this time, and it was Liu Fu, the eldest son of the Liu family.
The two stood together, very close to each other, whispering, and occasionally looking towards themselves. It seemed that after some planning, they walked towards here at the same time.