Yin E smiled slightly without telling Wu Zheng. He turned around and picked up the pipa and sat down on the futon. Then he played the pipa skillfully and sang "A Laugh from the Canghai" together with the pipa.
Her singing is melodious, this kind of song should be more suitable for men to sing, but she just sang a bit of pride from it.
Wu Zheng was infected by her singing and couldn’t help but sing with her in her tempo. Once this male voice joined, especially Wu Zheng who knew how the original version was sung. Although there is a suspicion of bringing Yin E all over, he can’t help but sing with her. Not to mention that he really sang the lofty sentiment in the song.
There were fishing boats on the Yangtze River, and it was a tiring day that the fishermen were rushing home. The scattered fishing fires covered the surface of the river. Although not as bright as the Milky Way in the sky, it also added a starry sky to the night.
Yin E's boats passed through these fishing fires, and the surrounding fishermen could not help but stop and watch.
Liu Dongqing and Cao Zixin were also among them. They were attracted by the passionate singing, intoxicated by Yin E's vigorous pipa, and kept urging the boatman to chase the boat ahead.
When they saw the pipa that bounced like a flying fairy falling into the earth, their eyes couldn't help but light up, and the grievances they received at the poem meeting seemed to be swept away by her beautiful heroic appearance. They didn't expect to be above the river today. There is still such a stunning beauty hidden in front of her, no matter what Qiu and Jiang Yu'er are not worth mentioning in front of her.
But when they wanted to say hello to Yin E, they saw Wu Zheng who was drinking with Yin E. They suddenly felt disgusted as if they were eating Tuoxiang, turned their heads and hid in their cabin.
Eating delicious food and singing with beautiful and graceful women to wine and singing. Once upon a time, this should have been my privilege, but now the protagonist in this story has become Wu Zheng’s waste because he is at the poem meeting today. Shine.
It's fine if others steal the limelight, but what is Wu Zheng? My son-in-law? Uncle Zhai? Which of these titles is not a shame for men? And aside from this, does Wu Zheng have a day in his life
A person who is destined to do nothing for a lifetime, why can he enjoy these beautiful things in the world
Cao Zixin clasped the bamboo shed on the boat with his hands in grief and angrily. The bamboo sticks were all stuck in his fingers, and the scarlet blood flowed down the black bamboo shed. He didn't know the pain.
At this time, the poetry meeting hadn't ended, so the two great talents in Shu had already left the scene secretly. They couldn't figure it out, but Wu Zheng left, why are they staying here
After all, one of them is known as the No. 1 talent in Shuzhong, and the other is known as the No. 1 talent in Yuzhou. Nowadays, their talents are not as good as a son-in-law. Will they stay and be scorned
The great talents in Shu left, but none of the talents from the south of the Yangtze River and the girls from south of the Yangtze left. Their purpose is different from Cao Zixin and others. Cao Zixin and the others must win. That represents the face of the talented people in Shu. The eight great talents in Jiangnan wanted to win Dong, but just to take the opportunity to get close to Xia Lao.
Therefore, winning or losing is not directly related to the purpose of the Jiangnan Eight Talents. It is naturally the best to win. Since it is a loss, it does not matter. Anyway, the literary activities like the Chunjiang Poetry Club will be the same. There is a chance to get close to Xia Lao.
That's how it was said, but at this moment they were surrounded by Miss Qiulan, one by one like roosters that were defeated in a fight, where can you see the slightest arrogance in the usual way
And the girl Qiulan is like a hen who has lost a fight. Although the whole old peach tree is full of people, but when you look closely, it is clear and distinct, just like the Jialing River and the Yangtze River outside Yuzhou City, the green water of the Jialing River It is distinct from the brown and yellow Yangtze River, and there is also a sharp contrast between the Jiangnan talents sitting in one corner and the cheerful Shuzhong officials around.
In this environment, the Jiangnan talented people are like sitting on pins and needles. After all, they are young talents. Talented people generally don't have too thick skins. What's more, they are still at their age, even if they are worried over and over again in their hearts. If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, telling yourself that you must bear it, and in any case, you must wait until Xia arrives. This may be the only chance for them to meet Xia Lao.
But even so, their hearts still felt like sitting on pins and needles, and Qiu Lan even got up several times and wanted to turn around and leave, wanting to leave this place that made her feel ashamed, but she also didn't give up in her heart.
My own eyes have always been poisonous, and I never make mistakes when I look at people, but today I bet the wrong treasure... (End of this chapter)