Shui Yanxiang's eyes were already hazy with wine. Skim two lines on the paper. But suddenly it shone brightly. It was as if it had been washed away.

Check the chicken rack not far away. I was taken aback by her.

There was silence in the room. Everyone saw the clues. I feel that this song seems to be written very differently.

Zeng Shiquan saw it from afar. Xiang Changsun smiled and glanced back. Guilty of pondering. It's just that he writes too quickly. Although at the same table. No one could see the content. There is even an illusion. It was as if he was just drawing circles at random.

Shui Yanxiang's gaze walked on the paper three times. The eyebrows are stretched. A few clicks. Tearing the manuscript to shreds, to put it mildly. Raise it in your hand.

Scraps of paper were thrown into the air, along with piles of scripts written by others. Fluttering and falling. [Xianmo: It's "auspicious snow falling from the sky"]

Everyone was stunned. There was a wave of talk. Laughing. Li Yichen's eyes were smug. His eyebrows furrowed: "Oops." It's too much. It's too much. This water girl is really crazy. I hope that the eldest grandson pavilion master will not meet her like a woman. ”

Zeng Shiquan's face was expressionless. Keep your eyes on the stage.

Shui Yanxiang raised her head and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes. Hold the pipa in the left hand and press the strings. The right hand voids the wheel. Ivory false nails are off the string. Start bouncing and jumping.

None of them knew what to do. I just stared at it in amazement. I saw her eyes closed at first. Fingers gently. Gradually, his brows furrowed. The wheels are getting sharper. Dense as a storm. Ten thousand horses galloping. Bounce to the back. between the vibrating arms. Blue and white sleeves hunting fluttering. There was a sign of dancing. [Xian Mo: Si Min Hui Fen Erhu La "Horse Racing". There is a large plucked string in the middle. In excellent condition. The musicians were all in the neck when they entered. frowned, helping. That kind of energy. It's really exciting. 】

Chang Sihao didn't know anything about musical instruments. However, the fingering is reciprocal. Sometimes it's heavy, it's sometimes light. When it is heavy, it is like a cliff breaking the moat, and the rockfall rock is cracked. When it's light, it's insignificant. Like the clouds floating above the nine nights. I suddenly realized in my heart: "I have reached a bottleneck in practicing the heavenly machine step." It's hard to increase the speed. It can be said that it responds to the saying 'if you want to hurry, you can't reach it'. What is missing is not the charm of this ups and downs. It's the same when you're against the enemy. People can do it all at once. However, it is blindly drummed. Over time, it will decline. It is necessary to help each other offensively and defensively. Transform yin and yang. Let the body relax in the midst of tension. This state of relaxation and relaxation is another way to think about it. It's a beat. With her fingering of this playing lute. There is a lot in common. ”

Come to think of this. The fingers involuntarily moved with it. The qi energy in the body forms ten waves of different strengths, which lead from the arms to the meridians. A puppet with blood all over his body like being pulled by a thread. It moved clumsily and slowly.

Shui Yanxiang closed his eyes and moved his fingers. The expression of sadness, joy and sorrow changes with the shape. Between the eyebrows, endure and relax. Intoxicated. In a trance, he has broken through the eight wildernesses. Leave everything in the world behind.

In the hall, only the shadow and light can be seen. But there was silence. Everyone was overwhelmed by her silent recital. Dumbfounded. Chang Sihao's internal wave flow is getting stronger and stronger. The momentum is also becoming smoother and smoother. ** Warm sensation straight to the toes. It's as if these controlled qi and blood have formed an inner self. It is being made up of soulless puppets. Transform into babbling children. And continue to grow, penetrate, tolerate, and replace the original musculoskeletal.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, "Zheng... "There was a bang on the ground.

The ivory armor suddenly hooked the strings of rattan silk. The sound quality has a reality.

And yet it was at this moment. The strings snapped. The lute rolled and fell to the ground. The sound of emptiness is heard. The watery eyelashes are shocking. Then stand up.

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

The applause was clear. It's the eldest grandson Xiaochi.

Shui Yanxiang lowered her hand and said, "Mr. is ridiculous." ”

The eldest grandson smiled: "Definitely." The girl is playing a wonderful song. In the next is a sincere compliment. ”

Shui Yanxiang: "Mr. can listen to the piano in a silent place." ”

The eldest grandson smiled chisely: "The thunder is from the void. Why does the dragon chant need to have a real sound. ”

Shui Yanxiang was speechless. A strand of red thread runs down your fingertips. Drip off the plate.

People were breathless.

Xu Sangongzi suddenly screamed: "Blood." It's blood. Fast. Grab it. ”

"Alright. ”

A loud shout. It was actually a watery fragrance. Unbelievable.

Xu Sangongzi was stunned. The last half of the word "save ......" was choked back. The male and female eyes are rounded at the same time. It seems to be stuck in the neck.

Half an hour apart. Shui Yanxiang said: "Xiaoxiang hates to be born as a woman. It's hard to sing the great image in Mr.'s lyrics. False drum lute. I want to make a song to foil and harmonize. I didn't want to point to the string collapse. Broken musical instrument [Xian Mo: Fiction returns to reality. It is a small introduction to the real life of the following article]. Most of them are also warnings from the sky. Tell Xiaoxiang that she can't do it. Don't be strong. After saying that, he glanced deeply at the eldest grandson Xiaochi. Haha laughed [Xianmo: There is a reason for this smile. It's with Douwen again. You need to read it and turn it back to see it]. Turn and leave. [Xianmo: Don't say it after all. What is the word? Don't hang people's appetite out of ulcers. laughs]

Drops of blood fell behind him. The color is bright red. A bowl of cherries. The quadruples looked at each other. Hearts are passed early. Get up and follow.

Zeng Shiquan smiled "hehe". Turn back. said to Li Yichen: "At the end of the song, it is time for the people to disperse [Xianmo: The small end is the big opening]. Let's go. Gao Yang also stood up. Everyone at the table parted ways. Jiang Wan and Zhu Qing personally sent a few people down.

Downstairs, a lot of brocade guards and Dongchang fans came over. The warm fur served Zeng and Li and the two of them wore it. followed them out of the Yanxiang Pavilion. Chang Sihao came to the bottom of the stairs. Glancing in the direction they were going. I saw the red light shining on the snow on the street. Pedestrians are thinning. The hundred-dozen men wore black cloaks. The footsteps are hurried and tight. Like a homing crow. Look up. The sky is cold and dark. The night leached the sky with weight. Darkly. It's so hard to feel stuffy. Shao Fang approached Gao Yang and said in a low voice: "Lie Gong." The eldest grandson smiled at the late arrival in Beijing. We have to report to the alliance leader quickly. ”

Originally, the book building was not far from the opposite of the Yanxiang Pavilion. Gao Yang made a look. Lead the two forward. A few steps to the door. Only then did he say to Shao Fang: "He dares to appear in public." Apparently there is no fear. I don't think he is subordinate to the Xu family. The relationship is also extraordinary. The current situation is still unclear. But the capital is no better than elsewhere. Forgive him for not daring to make a big move and make a sudden attack. Go in. Inform the people everywhere and make sure that they have the bottom of their hearts. There is no order from me. Don't act rashly yet. Shao Fang nodded and went to make arrangements. Gao Yang asked for two horses and Chang Sihao to ride at the door. Go straight to the main altar of the Hundred Swords Alliance. Broad Street Fast Horse. It won't be long before it arrives. The two tied their horses to the backyard. The door of Zheng Meng's house was open. Inside, the wooden house was full of lights. Reflected in the snow and clear gold. Warm paint the windows. A grinning man greeted him. The pigtails are crooked and trembling. It's very cute.

Gao Yang said: "What about your father." Xiaoqing smiled: "Chat with Uncle Jing in the house." Said someone was coming. Let me come out and greet you. Gao Yang nodded. Take Chang Sihao to pick up the curtain and enter. The two changed their shoes [Xianmo: The aforementioned Zheng Meng's main house is floor heating] and walked inside. Gao Yang said: "Alliance leader." Do you know who's coming? As he spoke, he entered the tea room. I saw Zheng Mengzhu and Jing Wenchong sitting opposite each other on the side of a scroll [Xianmo: It's probably the same as before. It's sitting on the floor]. There is a small tea stove on the small table next to it. Inside, the charcoal fire is blue. The water boiled softly. Zheng Mengzhu was holding a cup of tea and drinking it leisurely.

Jing asked what he was writing when he picked up the pen. Hearing the voice, he turned his head and smiled, "You're here." Sit. ”

Gao Yang said: "It's not me who came. It was the eldest grandson Xiaochi who had already arrived in Beijing. We can take precautions. ”

Lord Zheng smiled and pressed his hands to signal him to sit down. The eyes are still back on the table. Chang Sihao's gaze also turned away. Only then did I see the mountain-shaped dew on the paper. The dead tree struggles [Xian Mo: The painting is not dangerous]. Jing Wen holds the pen and paints the hook. It turned out to be painting. Zheng Meng said: "We have also received the news. After he arrived in Beijing, he advanced to the Xu Mansion. I talked to Xu Jie for an hour. Then I went to Koufuju to find Xu Sangongzi. finally went to Yanxiang Hall with him. Most of them were arranged to live over there. The eldest grandson smiled late, although the trip was fast. In fact, he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts. It could even be said to be very high-profile. For a while, the ban in the Xu Mansion was stricter. Therefore, our people have been delayed. But I've got the news down to beware. You don't have to worry anymore. ”

Gao Yang frowned and said, "He actually looked for Xu Jie." That's not good. Chang Sihao thought to himself: "What's wrong with that." Oh. Yes. Gao Yang believes that the eldest grandson Xiaochi is both an underworld hero. He was with Xu Sangongzi. Most of them wanted to borrow this straw bale to get close to Xu Ge Lao. In order to realize their own schemes. But since it was someone else, he first got in touch with Xu Gelao. That shows that he is likely to have a deep relationship with the Xu family. Otherwise, an underworld figure will have his hands and eyes in the sky. How could Xu Ge Lao give face so much. I was able to talk to him for an hour. At this time, Xiaoqing took a warm pad. He and Gao Yang took the seat.

Sure enough, Jing Wenzhong said, "I am also talking about this matter with the alliance leader. We speculate. The relationship between the eldest grandson Xiaochi and Xu Ge Lao is very unusual. Although this is the first time we have captured their contact. But for sure. before their contact. It will definitely not be less. Gong Martyr. You've gone to the Yanxiang Pavilion. ”

Gao Yang said: "Shao Fang came to report that they opened today." Naturally, I'm going to check it out. Then I will tell you what I have passed through.

Lord Zheng Meng groaned slightly. Muttered, "As you say." They followed Xu Sangongzi. Pretending to be a doorman on the outside. and not under his command. It seems that the status of the eldest grandson Xiaochi. It's much higher than we thought. ”

Chang Sihao took the tea handed by Xiaoqing. Resting on his lips and blowing slowly. I thought to myself, "That's true." Characters like the eldest grandson Xiaochi. Even though there is some attachment to the official power. It is nothing more than to take advantage of the opportunity to achieve its own goals. How can he be willing to be a slave to others? ”

Jing asked a good pen and ink. Stop in the air. The eyes look at the scroll. It seems to be looking at the big picture. Find where to put pen to paper.

Gao Yang said: "Juhao Pavilion has grown and developed in recent years. Except that local officials have been bought to shelter. Naturally, there are people in the DPRK and China. We have the same mirror in our hearts. But no clues have been found. Unexpectedly. The mastermind behind this is actually Xu Jie. He is an old man. Turn your hands over for the clouds. Cover your hands for the rain. There's nothing that can't be done. Support such an underworld gang as Juhao Pavilion. And for what purpose? ”

Jing asked: "Before, we wanted to realize the grand wish of the Sword Family. The support given to the high arch is only afraid that it is too heavy. It can't help but cause Xu Ge to worry. He was so powerful that he only cared about installing his cronies. Consolidate your power. He has always been conservative in national affairs. In the past, I could say something about restoring the Dharma of the ancestors. To Jun Yao Shun on the tune. Now sit firmly. Holding the recital, he only talked about some forbidden things in the palace. Circling around the emperor to fix his favor. Politics is simply avoided. Our thoughts are in his eyes. Obviously more radical. The high arch made a mistake. Follow Guo Puzhishi. Our league lost half of its power in the cabinet. To make him Xu Jie's family dominant. Do it to us at this time. It's the perfect time. ”

The tip of his pen fell slanted as he spoke. Apply gently. Light ink spreads out. The mountains and rocks are hazy. There is a lot of depressive [Xianmo: mood portrayal, current situation portrayal]. Pick up the pen and go to the ink. He continued: "In the past year, he has made frequent moves. A large number of officials in the DPRK and China exchanged blood. Among them, there are many people who are related to our league. Apparently he was well prepared. However, these are just the beginnings. He didn't attack in full swing. It's because the rivers and lakes are different from officialdom. He was still a little scared of those of us who wielded guns and swords. Now the eldest grandson Xiaochi entered Beijing. He had a backer in force. Then comes the long-brewing drama. It's probably time to kick off the show. ”

Gao Yang sneered: "Those people in Juhao Pavilion." It's all a rabble. The capital is no better than anywhere else. He dared to bring in a large team of men and horses to fight. Except for a few characters with a higher status. Most of the rest can't even reach the status of swordsmen. These people are considered to have arrived in Beijing. There is no need for a few of our Sword Cultivation Hall to make a move. I wrapped them up with ten people. ”

Jing asked: "The public martyr should not be underestimated. Think about what Xiao Chang said. Ming Chengjun Shen Lu took Qin Yi lightly in the First Battle of Qin Mansion. What a skill. Jiang Wan's move today can defuse Zeng Shiquan's sneak attack. Not to be underestimated. You don't want to think about it either. That's the third gear head of the East Factory. Zeng Shiquan is not as good as Guo Shuronghua and Cao Xiangfei in terms of martial arts. But let's put it on the rivers and lakes. I'm afraid that it will take three or five swordsmen to work together to make a draw with him. ”

Gao Yang's eyes widened. Retract again. The brow furrowed. Seems to think of something. He opened his mouth again. Zheng Meng said: "There are some things. There is no such thing as a solution by force. We should think more about other countermeasures. Jing asked: "Judging from the relay of the martyrs. The believer Jun Jiang was late and several gentlemen Zhu Qing. It seems to be more or less hostile to the East Factory. Or rather. I don't like it very much. The eldest grandson smiled late, but he tolerated it and was ambiguous. The attitude is not so clear. Alliance Leader. You feel in his heart. What exactly is the idea. ”

Lord Zheng thought for a long time. Said: "Since the eldest grandson Xiaochi is 'invincible'. For the East Plant. Most of the time he can also make a hand. Xu Ge Lao has him here. If it is combined with the Upper East Plant. That would be very bad for our alliance. Jing asked, "Yes." Although Feng Bao is there. We've always maintained it decently. But officialdom is no better than righteousness. The tide is changing. I'm afraid that I can't rely on anything. ”

The two fell silent. The sound of gurgling water in the teapot sounded.

Xiao Qing lifted the big pot and refilled it with some cold water [Xianmo: It's not tea to drink. It is dry in the northern winter. Boiled tea has been drunk two or three times. Don't move. The remaining heat should be used for humidification. It can fill the room with the fragrance of tea. You can also wash your hands and face at any time. The South probably doesn't have this habit. 】。 Stirred the charcoal. Laughing: "You think badly in everything." That Mr. Zhu Qing said that he was too supervising the shortcomings of the army. Isn't it very upright? Zeng Shiquan used words to provoke and induce the two of us. They also secretly expressed their hope to Uncle Gao not to misunderstand. He also quoted Zeng Gong's poems written by wicker to satirize the surname Zeng. The eldest grandson Xiaochi was all present. If they had the heart to join forces with Dongchang from the beginning. I don't think I would do such a thing. Even if Xu Ge always has this meaning. The people below can't be together. He's also hard to get things done. What do we have to worry about? Gao Yang listened to it and listened to it: "Hmph." You can say that again. I think so. You do what you want to do with others. Extinguish your own prestige. We have never had a lot of pride. But there's no need to be presumptuous. Even if they're teamed up. Hit the guy just that. There is no need to be discouraged. ”

Jing asked: "Xiaoqing has a lot of sense. Lao Zheng. We're probably all getting older. The idea is that some are not positive enough. Hahaha. This laugh. Two ink drops on the tip of the pen fall on the blank space of the paper. frowned, "Look." It's rolled. Master Zheng smiled: "Okay." "Take the pen. Use the tip of the pen to lightly tap on the two ink dots. Lead out two lines. A stroke of the pen. The shape of the two flying geese flapping their wings suddenly jumped on the paper. Jing asked, "You draw upside down." It's more expressive than what I'm drawing. The two looked at each other and smiled.

Xiaoqing came to Gao Yang's side. He asked with a grin: "That little sister Xiang." It's really that beautiful. How beautiful. ”

Gao Yang scratched her nose: "The children's family." but inquired about it. Feel relieved. You've grown up. Zhun Bao is better looking than her. ”

Xiaoqing's heart is very beautiful. He pursed his lips and tilted his head and asked, "What about the voice?" She sings well. Gao Yang only paid attention to the movement on the table at that time. I don't care about listening to music. Perfunctory: "It's okay." Xiaoqing asked, "What do the lyrics sing?" Zheng Mengzhu's face sank: "Isn't it addicted again?" On weekdays, it's okay to talk to your Sister Chu Mu and Sister Xue Bing. Something sung by a woman in the dust. You ask what you're doing. Xiaoqing pouted: "The woman in the dust is not without a good person. Xue Tao's writing is good. Liang Hongyu's martial arts are high. It's all about writing. If you want martial arts, you have martial arts......" Chang Sihao saw that Zheng Meng's face was gloomy, and he wanted to scold Xiaoqing again. Interjected: "The lyrics and tunes of the water girl were written by herself. It's very nice. At the moment, I recited the lyrics she sang when she appeared. Because of the rhyme. I remember that it's pretty much the same.

Listen quietly. Jing Wenzhong muttered and repeated, "'Countless dreams through the ages. It's lonely and hard to wake up'. Hongtu hegemony. Children are long-term. In the end, it does come down to loneliness...... Lyrics are written by today's people. Most of them are just emotions. Lack of emotion [Xian Mo: Emotions and feelings are two different things. It's rare that the author understands it too. How to tell. Look at today's pop songs. Write about emotions. It didn't take long for me to get cold. Write emotionally. Fang has been singing for a long time]. Her little song is not in accordance with the rules of grammar. It's the appearance of the ordinary slang of the market. Feelings have some. The words are also average. [Xianmo: It's Xiao Chang's untold song "I want my eyes to be cloudy". This song is better than being lonely and hard to wake up]

Gao Yang said: "Hi. I don't know anything about it. But those who have money. praised her as if Chang'e was possessed by Wenqu Xing. ”

Xiaoqing said: "I just don't know what kind of lyrics the eldest grandson Xiaochi wrote in the end." provoke her to praise like that. It's a pity that the manuscript was torn. Otherwise, it will be fresh. ”

Gao Yang said: "Haha. The eldest grandson laughed and wrote too quickly. It's like a mess of grass. Even if you don't tear it. You may not be able to recognize it if you put it in front of you. ”

Chang Sihao suddenly said: "I know what he wrote. ”

Xiaoqing smiled: "Yes." Then you can read it again. ”

Chang Sihao was a little embarrassed: "This ......." I know what he wrote. But I don't know what he wrote. You get the idea. ”

Xiaoqing looked at him directly for a long time. "I see what you're talking about. But I don't understand what you're talking about. Do you understand? ”

Chang Sihao was confused: "I don't understand." ”

Xiaoqing rolled her eyes and said, "That's right." Let's go jump into the well together. ”

It took Chang Sihao a long time to react. She said jumping into a well together. It also means "I don't understand". His face was bitter. Thought about it. Explained: "That's right. I remember the movement of his pen at that time. It can be completely imitated and reproduced. It's just something he wrote. I really don't know what it is. Now you get the idea. ”

Xiaoqing still looked at him half-incomprehensibly. Master Zheng Meng handed over the pen and said, "Since that's the case." The virtuous nephew can write it again from memory. Let's take a look. After all, words are the voice of the heart. Venda Heart. Maybe you can get a glimpse of some of the eldest grandson's thoughts about Xiaochi. It can give us a rough idea in our hearts. ”

Chang Sihao nodded and took it. On the case, Jing Wenzhong planted that picture, with only some rocks, dead trees and two flying geese. There's still a lot of white space. He moved the pen to the blank space. I closed my eyes. I recalled in my heart the momentum of the eldest grandson's late pen. It was as if the galloping horse had reappeared in front of me in the darkness. The brush strokes fell to the ground. The dust is back.

The number of words is not very much. Coherent penmanship. Coherent. Write it quickly.

Just the moment the tip of the pen leaves the paper. Suddenly there was an exclamation in my ears. Chang Sihao opened his eyes. I couldn't help but be stunned. [Xianmo: A set of lyrics will be broken down next time. The author can be described as "Qianshowski". 】