Is Fuxiang your favorite at Jiaofangsi?Zhong Li asked.
Xu Qian said in surprise: How do you know?
Zhong Li nodded, lowered her head slightly, and walked slowly. If it weren't for the close relationship, how could he have invited me to see a doctor?And you are a lucky person and will not be a courtesan like those men.
Fifth Senior Sister, you still have the potential to be a detective Ah... Xu Qi'an said yes: This is my confidante. I was outstanding in talent when I was young and I never forget it. It is a natural seed of reading.
But my second uncle planned my life early, so that Dafeng missed a master in poetry... That year, I was fourteen years old and took my cousin to attend the literary gathering organized by scholars in the Imperial College. That day, it was raining and snowing in the sky... Do you know about the literary meeting? It was a gathering of academic exchanges. Some female bullet music from the Jiaofangsi would be invited to entertain the fun, and the fragrance was also included.
I made a big splash at the literary conference. Everyone praised me for my good writing of poetry. Fuxiang also deeply rooted in love with me at that literary conference. From then on, we often wrote letters and started a platonic love.Plato is spiritual love, and there is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship...
Zhong Li interrupted lightly: What are you talking about these things to me?
Promise me, don't tell Caiwei.
oh.
Zhong Li turned her head to look at him for a moment, withdrew her gaze, continued to walk forward, approaching Yingmei Xiao Pavilion, she said: I know how to look at the Qi.
……
Before the person could reach Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had already heard the sound of silk and bamboo wind music.
Hey, today Yingmei Xiaoge made tea so early?He took Zhong Li to the gate of the courtyard and saw two black-painted courtyards locked in, and drums and music came from inside.
Bang bang bang bang... Xu Qi'an knocked on the yard door.
Yingmei Pavilion has booked the venue.The voice of the servant in green came from the door.
It's me.Xu Qi'an.
The gate of the courtyard opened, and the servant in Qingyi showed joy and said repeatedly: Mr. Xu, you are here. Tonight, an amazing guest came to the Jiafangsi, right in the room.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an frowned, an amazing guest?
In Xu Qi'an's opinion, it is impossible to be a third-rank or above, but officials with this status and status basically do not come to the Jiafangsi.
The court officials have their own style.
It was Ah. As soon as he came to Jiaofangsi, he went straight to Yingmei Xiaoge and said that he wanted to see our wife's piano skills. Our wife didn't plan to drink with her, so she politely declined.The servant in Qingyi said hey and said mysteriously:
What do you think?
Xu Qi'an glanced at him and answered honestly: Mom came forward in person and talked to Fu Xiang for a long time without knowing what she said. She actually made the wife accept it helplessly and appeared reluctantly to present the song.
The most incredible thing is that there were twelve courtesans from the Jiaofangsi, and they came uninvited.
Xu Qian was shocked and thought to himself that even the bad old man Wang Shoufu would not have such treatment.
Of course, Lao Wang is old and probably has no intention or energy to come to teach Fangsi to have fun.
Yes, I didn’t expect that there were such people in the capital. No, the Jiaofangsi must be my unique place, and I have to meet this guy.
Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an nodded without changing his face: Take me to see you.
……
At this time, in the hall where guests were drinking, Fu Xiang sat in the venue, lowered her head and played the piano, gentle and beautiful, and vivid.
She had a special temperament when playing the piano, not like the courtesan in the Jiaofangsi, but the lady in the boudoir.
The drinkers sat on the table, except for the man in blue-shirt with a wisp of white hair on his forehead, the rest of the guests were accompanied by a courtesan.
After the song was over, Fu Xiangying stood up and bowed: I laughed.
Fuxiang's wife is too modest. There are almost no one who can compete with you in terms of piano skills in Beijing.A man with goat whiskers and wearing casual clothes smiled.
Take your seat quickly, we, the hero Chu, are waiting.Another big belly echoed.
The drinkers present started to cheer.
Some people even said it to death and joked: Since that quatrain on plum blossoms, Fuxiang’s wife has stopped drinking with her, but since Brother Chu is back, she has to say something.Madam Fuxiang, don’t let Brother Chu wait for a long time.
The floating fragrance eyes were filled with waves, sweeping over the drinkers. The identities of these people were not simple. They were either officials in the six ministries who held real power, or Shujishi of the Hanlin Academy and the Censorate of the Censorate.
The man with a blue shirt and a tumbling man had an extraordinary identity. He was the top scholar in the 27th year of Yuanjing and is now the number one swordsman in the capital.
He not only satisfies the passion of talented women in the Jiaofangsi, but also satisfies their fantasy of the heroes of the martial arts world, with a double halo.
Therefore, as soon as the news of his arrival at the Jiaofangsi came, twelve courtesans came uninvited and took the initiative to accompany him to drink.
Thank you, my lords, the little girl is not in good condition and should not drink alcohol today.Fu Xiang smiled reservedly and turned to a no-one wine case.
Several officials frowned and were displeased.
Although Fu Xiang is famous for being far away and no longer limited to the Beijing Jiaofangsi, she is too self-respecting and just asking her to drink with her, not to do anything to her.
On the contrary, the swordsman in blue smiled freely and didn't care.
The drinkers here are all Jinshis from Yuan Jing's 27th year and have a very good relationship with him. This time, they came to Jiafangsi to drink, one to reminisce about the past, and the other to see Fuxiang, the famous courtesan.
In Chu Zhuangyuan's opinion, his appearance was second-hand, but this restrained temperament made him quite appreciate it.
Mingyan looked around, raised a Mingmèi smile, and said warmly: Our Fuxiang lady, since she got along with Lord Xu, she has stopped drinking. She is still waiting for Lord Xu to redeem herself. Masters, don’t make things difficult for her.
Although all the officials here hold real power, they are all younger brothers in front of the attacker.In front of Xu Qi'an, the newly-received Dagen, is the younger brother of his younger brother.
Sure enough, the drinkers calmed down their displeasure and lowered their heads to drink.
Chu Zhuangyuan raised his eyebrows: Lord Xu?Which Lord Xu?
For some reason, he was very sensitive to the surname Xu.
At the same time, I remembered what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 for information about a Tongluo surnamed Xu in the local book chat group:
This person’s biggest weakness is his lust, and he has had an affair with many courtesans in the Jiaofangsi…
Then, when contacting No. 3, who had just met but pretended not to know him, there was a cousin with outstanding poetry. That cousin was the one who wrote about the faint fragrance floating in the moon and dusk, making it famous for the floating fragrance.
Ming Yan waited for a while and saw that no one answered, so he smiled and said: Speaking of Lord Xu, he is really an incredible person. He became famous in the tax and silver case last October...
Bar, I told Xu Qi'an about his deeds as clearly as possible.
When he was in Yunzhou, he blocked the eight thousand enemy troops with one sword, and fought alone for half an hour...
The courtesans of the Jiaofangsi have heard of this deed several times, but they still listened with relish and were fascinated.
Fu Xiang was a little proud and proud, raised her chin and said softly: Xu Lang faced thousands of enemies while exhausted.
Seeing this, another courtesan Xiaoya quickly grabbed the topic and said frankly: The boy is chivalrous and has a friendship with the Five Capital Heroes.Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrouded.In the beginning of the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand gold.
Good word!
Chu Zhuangyuan praised him loudly, and a doubt flashed through his heart:
Didn’t No. 2 say that there were more than 400 rebels besieged by the General Administration and Xu Qi'an killed two hundred enemies and died.How did it become eight thousand people?
An official said: It is indeed a good poem. It would be a pity if you don’t study. Xu Pingzhi would not be a son.
The other drinkers nodded in agreement and said: Unfortunately, Xu Qi'an did not come to the teaching office today, otherwise he would have asked him to know the talent of our top scholar.
Hearing this sentence, a series of people appeared in Chu Zhuangyuan's mind?
Didn’t Xu Qi'an die in Yunzhou? It was impossible for him to have no news from the capital after more than a month.
At this moment, Fuxiang cheered in surprise: Xu Lang!
……
The servant in Qingyi led Xu Qi'an into the hospital, walked towards the hall, and said: It's not that villain is asking for trouble, that man is much more popular than you.
I asked the sisters in the yard for inquiries. Hou, this man is a legend.In the 27th year of Yuan Jing, he resigned from office and became a visitor to the world for some reason.
Then he shined, made a great reputation in the capital, and was praised by Wei Gong as the number one swordsman in the capital.
Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped his footsteps, thinking to himself, "Damn, Number 4 is inside?"
What's going on with the top scholar in Dafeng? Are all veteran drivers of the Jiaofangsi?
No. 4 knew that I was my cousin who gave up on the old days and knew that I had died in Yunzhou... Now seeing that I was not dead, I turned around and said in the local book chat group... Li Miaozhen would remember the fact that she was induced by No. 3... Xu Qi'an never expected that social death would come so quickly.
Xu Lang!
Amid Fu Xiang's surprise cry, Xu Qi'an discovered that social death came faster than he thought.
In the hall, the drinkers and the courtesans turned around and their eyes fell on him.
With the current tense situation of No. 4 and No. 2, they should not take the initiative to chat. They should be steady... Xu Qi'an instantly suppressed all his emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile, and bowed:
I'm disturbing you.
The officials present smiled and called out to Lord Viscount, warmly greeting him, as if they were very familiar with Xu Qi'an.
The courtesans have more surprises in their eyes.
Xu Lang.
The fragrance smiled like a flower, holding him in his seat, pouring wine attentively.
While Xu Qi'an took his seat, he looked back and found that Zhong Li was missing.
She must have hid somewhere... Don't be too far away from me, otherwise the Jiaofangsi might be burned out tonight... Thinking to her mind, Xu Qi'an looked at No. 4 and looked at him openly.
Number Four is a handsome handsome guy. The white hair on his forehead adds to his charm. His whole body is free and easy, without any sharpness.
Chu Zhuangyuan was also examining Xu Qi'an. Not to mention anything else, just because of this superficial appearance, he believed that the man in front of him was the cousin of No. 3.
Both brothers are handsome and have a good appearance.
How did he survive... Chu Zhuangyuan nodded and said: Chu Yuanzhen, whose courtesy name is Zizhen.
Xu Qi'an bowed: Xu Qi'an, whose courtesy name is Ning Yan.
Next is to play the wine order, and the literary and blue courtesan Xiaoya is responsible for acting as an official, from pairings to poetry and serializing the dragons, she had a lot of fun.
The only regret is that Xu Qi'an did not participate, but asked Fuxiang around him to do it for him, and he just drank and ate meat.
Xu Qi'an came to Jiaofangsi to visit Fuxiang. When she saw her energetic and rosy complexion, she believed that it was just a small cold and she was worried.
With such a beautiful scenery, Lord Xu really doesn’t write a poem?An official was unwilling to give up and encouraged Xu Qi'an to write a poem.
Xu Qi'an used his literary thoughts to extricate himself from the ground.
Not only the officials present were disappointed, but the courtesans were also very regretful.
In fact, it was not that he didn't want to write poetry, but that he didn't expect when the poem would be.
Today Wei Yuan gave him a task, which was to mediate from it, prevent No. 4 and No. 2 from fighting to the death, and let them fight to the point.
In this way, he had to increase his favorability from No. 4 first.
Brother Chu, yesterday, heard from his colleagues in the yamen that because the dispute between heaven and man was about to be fought, Li Miaozhen, a disciple of the sect, was about to go to the capital that day.And you are the sword cultivator of the Human Sect... Xu Qi settled down and didn't continue, but the implication was very obvious.
No. 4 Chu Yuanzhen smiled and said: I will appear on behalf of the Renzong to fight against the disciples of Tianzong.
He knew Xu Qi'an well. He made friends with Li Miaozhen when he was in Yunzhou. He was also a Tongluo, which was highly regarded by Wei Yuan. It is not surprising to know these inside stories.
Xu Qi'an looked at the long sword leaning against the wine counter and said curiously: Can you let me see the sharpness of this sword?
Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: Since he was defeated by Zhang Kaitai that year, this sword has never been unsheathed.
That's over, the sword rust died in the scabbard.Xu Qi'an blurted out.
What?Number Four was stunned.
My brother means why the sword is not out of the sheath.
Chu Yuanzhen had a gentle smile and had no airs. He would answer any questions: I am cultivating the sword energy. If this sword does not come out, it will be used, and if it comes out, it will be sharp.
Xu Qian nodded slowly, and suddenly there was inspiration. He held the wine glass, frowned, pretending to be contemplative.
What's wrong?No. 4 asked.
Xu Qi'an said leisurely: My literary thoughts were exhausted before and I couldn't write a good poem, but after listening to Brother Chu's words, my literary thoughts suddenly surged and I couldn't help but want to write a poem.
The eyes of the drinkers and courtesans lit up, looking burning.
Number 4 was a little surprised and a little surprised. He sat upright and listened attentively.
Xu Qian said in surprise: How do you know?
Zhong Li nodded, lowered her head slightly, and walked slowly. If it weren't for the close relationship, how could he have invited me to see a doctor?And you are a lucky person and will not be a courtesan like those men.
Fifth Senior Sister, you still have the potential to be a detective Ah... Xu Qi'an said yes: This is my confidante. I was outstanding in talent when I was young and I never forget it. It is a natural seed of reading.
But my second uncle planned my life early, so that Dafeng missed a master in poetry... That year, I was fourteen years old and took my cousin to attend the literary gathering organized by scholars in the Imperial College. That day, it was raining and snowing in the sky... Do you know about the literary meeting? It was a gathering of academic exchanges. Some female bullet music from the Jiaofangsi would be invited to entertain the fun, and the fragrance was also included.
I made a big splash at the literary conference. Everyone praised me for my good writing of poetry. Fuxiang also deeply rooted in love with me at that literary conference. From then on, we often wrote letters and started a platonic love.Plato is spiritual love, and there is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship...
Zhong Li interrupted lightly: What are you talking about these things to me?
Promise me, don't tell Caiwei.
oh.
Zhong Li turned her head to look at him for a moment, withdrew her gaze, continued to walk forward, approaching Yingmei Xiao Pavilion, she said: I know how to look at the Qi.
……
Before the person could reach Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had already heard the sound of silk and bamboo wind music.
Hey, today Yingmei Xiaoge made tea so early?He took Zhong Li to the gate of the courtyard and saw two black-painted courtyards locked in, and drums and music came from inside.
Bang bang bang bang... Xu Qi'an knocked on the yard door.
Yingmei Pavilion has booked the venue.The voice of the servant in green came from the door.
It's me.Xu Qi'an.
The gate of the courtyard opened, and the servant in Qingyi showed joy and said repeatedly: Mr. Xu, you are here. Tonight, an amazing guest came to the Jiafangsi, right in the room.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an frowned, an amazing guest?
In Xu Qi'an's opinion, it is impossible to be a third-rank or above, but officials with this status and status basically do not come to the Jiafangsi.
The court officials have their own style.
It was Ah. As soon as he came to Jiaofangsi, he went straight to Yingmei Xiaoge and said that he wanted to see our wife's piano skills. Our wife didn't plan to drink with her, so she politely declined.The servant in Qingyi said hey and said mysteriously:
What do you think?
Xu Qi'an glanced at him and answered honestly: Mom came forward in person and talked to Fu Xiang for a long time without knowing what she said. She actually made the wife accept it helplessly and appeared reluctantly to present the song.
The most incredible thing is that there were twelve courtesans from the Jiaofangsi, and they came uninvited.
Xu Qian was shocked and thought to himself that even the bad old man Wang Shoufu would not have such treatment.
Of course, Lao Wang is old and probably has no intention or energy to come to teach Fangsi to have fun.
Yes, I didn’t expect that there were such people in the capital. No, the Jiaofangsi must be my unique place, and I have to meet this guy.
Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an nodded without changing his face: Take me to see you.
……
At this time, in the hall where guests were drinking, Fu Xiang sat in the venue, lowered her head and played the piano, gentle and beautiful, and vivid.
She had a special temperament when playing the piano, not like the courtesan in the Jiaofangsi, but the lady in the boudoir.
The drinkers sat on the table, except for the man in blue-shirt with a wisp of white hair on his forehead, the rest of the guests were accompanied by a courtesan.
After the song was over, Fu Xiangying stood up and bowed: I laughed.
Fuxiang's wife is too modest. There are almost no one who can compete with you in terms of piano skills in Beijing.A man with goat whiskers and wearing casual clothes smiled.
Take your seat quickly, we, the hero Chu, are waiting.Another big belly echoed.
The drinkers present started to cheer.
Some people even said it to death and joked: Since that quatrain on plum blossoms, Fuxiang’s wife has stopped drinking with her, but since Brother Chu is back, she has to say something.Madam Fuxiang, don’t let Brother Chu wait for a long time.
The floating fragrance eyes were filled with waves, sweeping over the drinkers. The identities of these people were not simple. They were either officials in the six ministries who held real power, or Shujishi of the Hanlin Academy and the Censorate of the Censorate.
The man with a blue shirt and a tumbling man had an extraordinary identity. He was the top scholar in the 27th year of Yuanjing and is now the number one swordsman in the capital.
He not only satisfies the passion of talented women in the Jiaofangsi, but also satisfies their fantasy of the heroes of the martial arts world, with a double halo.
Therefore, as soon as the news of his arrival at the Jiaofangsi came, twelve courtesans came uninvited and took the initiative to accompany him to drink.
Thank you, my lords, the little girl is not in good condition and should not drink alcohol today.Fu Xiang smiled reservedly and turned to a no-one wine case.
Several officials frowned and were displeased.
Although Fu Xiang is famous for being far away and no longer limited to the Beijing Jiaofangsi, she is too self-respecting and just asking her to drink with her, not to do anything to her.
On the contrary, the swordsman in blue smiled freely and didn't care.
The drinkers here are all Jinshis from Yuan Jing's 27th year and have a very good relationship with him. This time, they came to Jiafangsi to drink, one to reminisce about the past, and the other to see Fuxiang, the famous courtesan.
In Chu Zhuangyuan's opinion, his appearance was second-hand, but this restrained temperament made him quite appreciate it.
Mingyan looked around, raised a Mingmèi smile, and said warmly: Our Fuxiang lady, since she got along with Lord Xu, she has stopped drinking. She is still waiting for Lord Xu to redeem herself. Masters, don’t make things difficult for her.
Although all the officials here hold real power, they are all younger brothers in front of the attacker.In front of Xu Qi'an, the newly-received Dagen, is the younger brother of his younger brother.
Sure enough, the drinkers calmed down their displeasure and lowered their heads to drink.
Chu Zhuangyuan raised his eyebrows: Lord Xu?Which Lord Xu?
For some reason, he was very sensitive to the surname Xu.
At the same time, I remembered what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 for information about a Tongluo surnamed Xu in the local book chat group:
This person’s biggest weakness is his lust, and he has had an affair with many courtesans in the Jiaofangsi…
Then, when contacting No. 3, who had just met but pretended not to know him, there was a cousin with outstanding poetry. That cousin was the one who wrote about the faint fragrance floating in the moon and dusk, making it famous for the floating fragrance.
Ming Yan waited for a while and saw that no one answered, so he smiled and said: Speaking of Lord Xu, he is really an incredible person. He became famous in the tax and silver case last October...
Bar, I told Xu Qi'an about his deeds as clearly as possible.
When he was in Yunzhou, he blocked the eight thousand enemy troops with one sword, and fought alone for half an hour...
The courtesans of the Jiaofangsi have heard of this deed several times, but they still listened with relish and were fascinated.
Fu Xiang was a little proud and proud, raised her chin and said softly: Xu Lang faced thousands of enemies while exhausted.
Seeing this, another courtesan Xiaoya quickly grabbed the topic and said frankly: The boy is chivalrous and has a friendship with the Five Capital Heroes.Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrouded.In the beginning of the conversation, life and death are the same.A promise is worth a thousand gold.
Good word!
Chu Zhuangyuan praised him loudly, and a doubt flashed through his heart:
Didn’t No. 2 say that there were more than 400 rebels besieged by the General Administration and Xu Qi'an killed two hundred enemies and died.How did it become eight thousand people?
An official said: It is indeed a good poem. It would be a pity if you don’t study. Xu Pingzhi would not be a son.
The other drinkers nodded in agreement and said: Unfortunately, Xu Qi'an did not come to the teaching office today, otherwise he would have asked him to know the talent of our top scholar.
Hearing this sentence, a series of people appeared in Chu Zhuangyuan's mind?
Didn’t Xu Qi'an die in Yunzhou? It was impossible for him to have no news from the capital after more than a month.
At this moment, Fuxiang cheered in surprise: Xu Lang!
……
The servant in Qingyi led Xu Qi'an into the hospital, walked towards the hall, and said: It's not that villain is asking for trouble, that man is much more popular than you.
I asked the sisters in the yard for inquiries. Hou, this man is a legend.In the 27th year of Yuan Jing, he resigned from office and became a visitor to the world for some reason.
Then he shined, made a great reputation in the capital, and was praised by Wei Gong as the number one swordsman in the capital.
Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped his footsteps, thinking to himself, "Damn, Number 4 is inside?"
What's going on with the top scholar in Dafeng? Are all veteran drivers of the Jiaofangsi?
No. 4 knew that I was my cousin who gave up on the old days and knew that I had died in Yunzhou... Now seeing that I was not dead, I turned around and said in the local book chat group... Li Miaozhen would remember the fact that she was induced by No. 3... Xu Qi'an never expected that social death would come so quickly.
Xu Lang!
Amid Fu Xiang's surprise cry, Xu Qi'an discovered that social death came faster than he thought.
In the hall, the drinkers and the courtesans turned around and their eyes fell on him.
With the current tense situation of No. 4 and No. 2, they should not take the initiative to chat. They should be steady... Xu Qi'an instantly suppressed all his emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile, and bowed:
I'm disturbing you.
The officials present smiled and called out to Lord Viscount, warmly greeting him, as if they were very familiar with Xu Qi'an.
The courtesans have more surprises in their eyes.
Xu Lang.
The fragrance smiled like a flower, holding him in his seat, pouring wine attentively.
While Xu Qi'an took his seat, he looked back and found that Zhong Li was missing.
She must have hid somewhere... Don't be too far away from me, otherwise the Jiaofangsi might be burned out tonight... Thinking to her mind, Xu Qi'an looked at No. 4 and looked at him openly.
Number Four is a handsome handsome guy. The white hair on his forehead adds to his charm. His whole body is free and easy, without any sharpness.
Chu Zhuangyuan was also examining Xu Qi'an. Not to mention anything else, just because of this superficial appearance, he believed that the man in front of him was the cousin of No. 3.
Both brothers are handsome and have a good appearance.
How did he survive... Chu Zhuangyuan nodded and said: Chu Yuanzhen, whose courtesy name is Zizhen.
Xu Qi'an bowed: Xu Qi'an, whose courtesy name is Ning Yan.
Next is to play the wine order, and the literary and blue courtesan Xiaoya is responsible for acting as an official, from pairings to poetry and serializing the dragons, she had a lot of fun.
The only regret is that Xu Qi'an did not participate, but asked Fuxiang around him to do it for him, and he just drank and ate meat.
Xu Qi'an came to Jiaofangsi to visit Fuxiang. When she saw her energetic and rosy complexion, she believed that it was just a small cold and she was worried.
With such a beautiful scenery, Lord Xu really doesn’t write a poem?An official was unwilling to give up and encouraged Xu Qi'an to write a poem.
Xu Qi'an used his literary thoughts to extricate himself from the ground.
Not only the officials present were disappointed, but the courtesans were also very regretful.
In fact, it was not that he didn't want to write poetry, but that he didn't expect when the poem would be.
Today Wei Yuan gave him a task, which was to mediate from it, prevent No. 4 and No. 2 from fighting to the death, and let them fight to the point.
In this way, he had to increase his favorability from No. 4 first.
Brother Chu, yesterday, heard from his colleagues in the yamen that because the dispute between heaven and man was about to be fought, Li Miaozhen, a disciple of the sect, was about to go to the capital that day.And you are the sword cultivator of the Human Sect... Xu Qi settled down and didn't continue, but the implication was very obvious.
No. 4 Chu Yuanzhen smiled and said: I will appear on behalf of the Renzong to fight against the disciples of Tianzong.
He knew Xu Qi'an well. He made friends with Li Miaozhen when he was in Yunzhou. He was also a Tongluo, which was highly regarded by Wei Yuan. It is not surprising to know these inside stories.
Xu Qi'an looked at the long sword leaning against the wine counter and said curiously: Can you let me see the sharpness of this sword?
Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: Since he was defeated by Zhang Kaitai that year, this sword has never been unsheathed.
That's over, the sword rust died in the scabbard.Xu Qi'an blurted out.
What?Number Four was stunned.
My brother means why the sword is not out of the sheath.
Chu Yuanzhen had a gentle smile and had no airs. He would answer any questions: I am cultivating the sword energy. If this sword does not come out, it will be used, and if it comes out, it will be sharp.
Xu Qian nodded slowly, and suddenly there was inspiration. He held the wine glass, frowned, pretending to be contemplative.
What's wrong?No. 4 asked.
Xu Qi'an said leisurely: My literary thoughts were exhausted before and I couldn't write a good poem, but after listening to Brother Chu's words, my literary thoughts suddenly surged and I couldn't help but want to write a poem.
The eyes of the drinkers and courtesans lit up, looking burning.
Number 4 was a little surprised and a little surprised. He sat upright and listened attentively.
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