Wang Hua did not expect his daughter to come up with such a solution, and couldn't help but say: "Although it seems a little bit naughty, it's Chunqiu."

Speaking of this, he fell into deep thought.

Miss Wang pursed her lips, looked at Wang Hua deeply, and said, "Even if my father has such a heart, don't show it now. Chunqiu is young and energetic, and it's time for him to give it a try. If my father really intends it, it's just a last resort."

Wang Hua looked down and went to drink tea, looking thoughtful.

Mr. Lu Ming also thoughtfully arrived at his place and called a few close disciples to explain the situation. Instead, these disciples were ready to go.

This time, Ye Chunqiu was suppressed. This person was Jie Yuan from Zhejiang. Once he was defeated in the literary battle, his mentor's reputation would be even more famous. It is said that it will be included in Taibaiji, which is the rhythm of becoming famous.

"Ye Chunqiu is just Jie Yuan after all. How could he be his mentor's opponent? His mentor takes action and keeps him in a custody way."

"Yes, Shi Wu Hero, he made him famous."

Mr. Lu Ming did not dare to be praised by them: "I have also studied his poems and articles, and his writing style can be described as strange and changeable. Such people should not be underestimated. If they miss the front, wouldn't it be bad? Didn't Yang Xiu just study in the Imperial College? Let him always stare at this kid."

Ye Chunqiu stayed in school and lived for a day. He always felt that someone was staring at him behind his back. He didn't point it out or talk about this with his father. After school, he might as well meet Zhang Long again. Zhang Long asked for something boring last time and was very embarrassed. So when he saw Ye Chunqiu, he also took a detour. Ye Chunqiu stopped him and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, when will you go to the Qinhuai River?"

"Ah." Zhang Long suddenly felt energetic: "Brother Ye is enlightened? This is naturally easy to say. Does Brother Ye like literary or martial arts?"

There are actually many tricks, Ye Chunqiu smiled in his heart: "I am a scholar, so I am naturally a literary person."

Zhang Long knew it carefully: "Although it's not interesting, since Brother Ye finds it interesting, it's great. Why not go now? Let's find a pleasure boat, order a few glasses of water and wine, and invite a few actors to play and sing. Just be a friend of Brother Ye. "

In his opinion, being able to get along with Zhejiang Jieyuan was a very long-faced thing, so the fat on his face shook, and he did not call on his friends, and he had the intention of picking up gold ingots and hiding them privately.

He asked Ye Chunqiu to wait for him for a while, then he came out wearing brocade clothes and looked very rich. He hired two cool sedan chairs. The sedan chair was swaying and arrived at the Qinhuai River. The sky was a little dark, and Zhang Long was energetic, as if he was pointing to the mountains and rivers. He pointed to the lights of thousands of families in the river and said with a smile: "Please pay attention to the lanterns on this pleasure boat. Look, that is the art pleasure boat. You only listen to the songs, and there is still there if you don't sleep with me."

Ye Chunqiu was speechless and hurriedly said to Zhang Long: "Brother Zhang, it's better to see it as the truth. I don't understand how to teach me this."

Zhang Long thought it made sense, so he smiled and bought a small lamp from the vendor. Then he hung the lamp on the branches beside the trestle. After a while, a pleasure boat came slowly and leaned against the trestle. Ye Chunqiu was stunned. Zhang Long had already boarded the boat with a swagger, and Ye Chunqiu hurriedly followed him in.

Zhang Long is very familiar with this place, and his tone is very thick: "First two songs, don't bring any meat or fish, and then have a banquet. Oh, a peach blossom fan in Ningbo recently is good, just sing this song, don't touch us. I and my brother are the ones who are responsible for me, and I don't like to have sex. If my brother's innocence is tarnished and I get meat or fish, you will only ask."

When the turtle slave saw Zhang Long's dress, he knew that he was a student in the Imperial College. Most of these people were included in the school and had some identities, which were difficult to provoke, so he quickly said that he was.

When he looked up, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw the person behind Zhang Long. The person who came was just a boy, and under the shadow of the lamp, he looked a little weak. He was wearing a Lun Treasure, and his face was quite handsome. The hazy lantern light reflected into his eyes. The clear eyes looked shining.

He had a good appearance, but he was wearing a white white Confucian shirt with a wash paddle, and he seemed to be accompanied by a sharp blade around his waist. While walking, he looked at him with a spirit.

Oh, it seems that he is a poor scholar. This turtle slave can't help but secretly despise him. This is probably the case with such money-making places.

Ye Chunqiu is not a dreamy person, so he naturally doesn't think he can get any praise here by relying on his so-called style and talent. He is like Zhang Long, who is so obscene, but he is wearing gorgeous clothes and is always treated like an old man.

After entering the cabin, wine and fruits and vegetables were placed on it. The pleasure boat was already rippling in the river. The breeze was gentle, and the sound of running water at the bottom of the boat came. Then several actors sat on one side with pipas, sitting or standing, and began to sing.

The voice was quite gentle, and the song was indeed the peach blossom fan, but the voice was inevitably frivolous, and it was hard to have the sad aura in the peach blossom fan.

After drinking a few glasses of wine with Zhang Long, Zhang Long was so drunk that he squinted his eyes and lowered his voice: "Brother Ye, this article is almost the same. Should I take a martial arts show?"

Ye Chunqiu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Brother Zhang wants to go and take care of himself, I'll sit here for a while."

Zhang Long looked ashamed: "Oh, I'm afraid I'll neglect my brother."

Seeing that Ye Chunqiu was not angry, he went to the deck to call the Turtle Nu, whispered a few words, and entered another cabin.

Ye Chunqiu drinks and drinks here, and can't help but lean on the side of the boat to enjoy the breeze blowing on the river. The boat tried its best to create an elegant atmosphere to cater to scholars, so lamps hang high along the side of the boat. However, under the bright moon, if you are under this bright moon, besides the boat and the lanterns, there are also the slightly frivolous pipa singing, and only enjoy the rushing sound of the turbulent river water, the breeze blowing on the face, the spots of light scattered by the silver moon may be even more intoxicating.

Just then, another pleasure boat passed by. Ye Chunqiu was lying on the side, wanting to see which gold sellers were on the boat opposite, but might as well find that the ship was not as elegant as his own, but it was a bit elegant. The doors and windows around were obviously closed, and there was no flashy singing. Ye Chunqiu raised his eyes, and then saw a woman gently poking out of the window in the vague lights on the boat opposite, looking up at the bright moon. Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but be stunned. He hurriedly wiped his eyes. Is his eyes dizzy? Why do you look at this woman?

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!