number one leader

Chapter 45
"Xia Que?"

With the scent of incense, Chu Sheng looked away from the face of the beautiful woman sitting opposite him, and said with a calm smile: "The book of poetry is made by chance, so you can't force it."

"So Miss Qingshuang asked Yun'er to find me for this reason?"

This is already in the pavilion of Zuiheyuan, Miss Qingshuang's boudoir.

If it is known by the regular customers here, I am afraid they will be jealous with red eyes.

Chu Sheng never thought that he would catch the eye of the man in front of him after making a scene in Zuihe Garden.It is said that women in brothels often admire talented people. This is indeed the case. Instead, I was not blamed and entered the boudoir.

Hearing from Chu Sheng's own words that there was no downfall, Qingshuang, who was sitting opposite her, couldn't help feeling a little regretful, and asked with a little expectation: "Then, does Mr. Chu have any other poems?"

Chu Sheng shook his head with a smile, took a sip of the rippling green tea in the teacup, and said immediately: "Miss Qingshuang, if there is no other matter, then I will take my leave now."

He was involved in the matter of escorting, and his heart was extremely complicated and depressed, and he had no time to flirt with her here.

Qingshuang was a little bit bitter, the people who came to Zuiheyuan, which man is not good at flattering her, and how can someone be so ignorant, when she put on a face, if there is a disagreement, they will leave directly.Looking at Chu Sheng with eyes that seemed to be full of lake water, he saw him standing up with his sword in his hand, and he was about to say goodbye. Qingshuang was tangled in his heart for a moment, but he still said: "Mr. Chu, stay here."

Chu Sheng, who was about to push the door open, paused and turned back to look at this beautiful and graceful woman.

"There is something in this room that I want to tell you, my lord."

Qingshuang raised her eyes slightly, frowned slightly, looked at Chu Sheng and asked: "Two or three days from now, there will be an escort from the Mighty Escort Bureau. Do you want to accompany the young master?"

Chu Sheng paused in his heart, looking at Qingshuang with some uncertainty in his eyes, frowning, and stood still at the door.

"Why not?"

"This trip will not be peaceful."

With a slightly raised brow, Chu Sheng turned back and sat down in front of the table.

He knew the depth of the water on this dart trip, Mr. Lai didn't know his identity, and Wu Yong had plans on his mind. The journey would definitely not be peaceful.

But how did the number one in the brothel before him know about these things?

"Can you elaborate?"

Qingshuang shook her head and said nothing, just lowered her head and poured tea for Chu Sheng.

Glancing at her, Chu Sheng picked up the teacup, and before drinking it, he sighed, "I can't escape now."

After finishing speaking, under Qingshuang's slightly worried eyes, he raised his cup and drank the tea, then stood up and saluted her with fists in his hands.

"Thank you for reminding me, but no matter whether this time is a blessing or a disaster, I can't avoid it."

Immediately, he turned his head and left.

However, when he opened the door, Chu Sheng paused.

In front of him stood a young woman, wearing white clothes and dressing up like a man.

However, her beauty cannot be concealed, her clear eyes are as bright as a clear spring, and her body is almost filled with aura that is almost overflowing.

He cast Chu Sheng a playful look in his eyes, and took a step forward without giving in. Chu Sheng took a polite step back to make way for her.

Passing by from one side, Chu Sheng smelled a vaguely faint fragrance, but he rarely smelled it.

"Snapped!"

She held her hands behind her back and was spinning a white paper fan. She had already left, but she turned her bright wrist and the white paper fan hit Chu Sheng's chest.

Turning around, his nimble eyes wandered on Chu Sheng's face, and he asked, "The head of Chu from Longshou Peak?"

But it is voiceless and delicate, with a low echo.

"You were the one who made a big fuss in my Zuihe Garden?"

Chu Sheng was slightly shocked in his heart, saluted and said yes.

"The clear frost has not yet fallen, and the yellow flowers are here, and the mountain rain suddenly comes to repair the bamboos. Did you write this poem?"

Chu Sheng shook his head, he couldn't do this kind of stealing other people's poems for fame and fortune.

Moreover, this is not actually a poem, but an interception from two poems.

The title of the sentence "The clear frost has not yet fallen and the yellow flowers are here" has been lost. The original poem is: A single crane flies south to send good news, and the bridges and cattails in the mountains form a shadow together.The deep clothes are stooped like the original order, and the wine is calmly poured to the evening.Who in the city opened a longevity area, and the East Toast was a scholar.The clear frost has not fallen and the yellow flowers are here, and the high branches are wrapped around the hairpin with a smile.

And the sentence "Mountain Rain Suddenly Comes to Cultivate Bamboo Cry" comes from another untitled seven-character quatrain.If you know who the old poem is, you should already know my love at this time.

That day, Chu Sheng was just joking, so he did it without thinking, but he never thought that he would overwhelm the audience like this.

"You are honest." The woman shook her head with a smile, then turned to look at Qingshuang, and said, "Sister, you know, it wasn't him who did it in the first place, and Xia Que naturally has no way to mention it."

Qingshuang raised her head and glanced at Chu Sheng, Ruyu's face didn't change much, but she just shook her head slightly, then got up again and turned to the woman to salute, saying, "Master Yuan."

The latter sat down on the main seat without hesitation, grinning towards Chu Sheng, showing two rows of silver teeth, raised his eyebrows again, and patted the low tabletop with his soft hand, and the pineapple tree was left behind. A light palm print was left.

"Why, Master Chu, do you still want me to invite you to sit down?"

Smiling bitterly in his heart, Chu Sheng even wondered if he had Mercury retrograde today, as he met some inexplicable people one after another.The woman in front of her was also inexperienced. Compared with Wu Yong, her martial arts skills were probably still superior to his.As the situation was like this, Chu Sheng had no choice but to nod his head, and then took his seat, and the girl Qingshuang sat on the side, making tea for the two of them.

"You want to know the reason for running darts?"

Chu Sheng nodded. He was carried up on the stage, but he was in a daze. He didn't want to die on the road of darts for no reason.

"Unfortunately, the owner of the garden knows about it." She stared at Chu Sheng with her agile eyes for a moment, and saw that the latter's expression did not change at all, and her happiness and anger were not palpable.Can't help but pouted helplessly, turned to look at Qingshuang on one side, rolled the eyes in his eyes, and said: "If you want to know, then sing another poem, and I will tell you, it will be fine at that time." Let you die to understand."

"how?"

She leaned forward, with a teasing look on her face, Chu Sheng felt a little displeased, and cupped his hands and said:

"I don't know how to write poetry."

"I know that." She raised the teacup, and her wandering eyes fell on the teacup again, "I don't know how to make tea, but I can drink tea, and the owner of this garden can speak clearly and logically, no matter who looks at me It seems that everyone thinks that I am a tea lover, if I don't say it, who will know?"

"You don't know how to compose poems, so you can recite an unknown poem, and the two of us will just assume it was you who wrote it."

Frowning, Chu Sheng said neither humble nor overbearing: "It's just that I can't go against my own heart."

"Then you don't give face to the master of the garden!?" The woman's every move is not speculated by others, and at this moment, she turned her face when she said that she turned her face, threw the teacup on the table, and looked at Chu Sheng with evil eyes. There is even a look of wanting to do something when there is a disagreement.

"Master Yuan." Qingshuang calmly made another brew for her, and pushed it in front of her.

So she laughed, and regained her composure in an instant, looked at Chu Sheng with a smile, and said with great interest: "Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his face didn't change. The head of Chu is an excellent skill in nourishing Qi."

"My master was just joking with you. You and I hit it off right away today. It doesn't matter if I tell you the intricate patterns in this dart trip."

(End of this chapter)