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at the dinner

"You can't drink today, you should drink some water!" Chen Tianjiao ordered the servants to remove the wine glass from my table.Chen Tiancheng secretly glanced at Chen Tianjiao, who knew that Chen Tianjiao gave him a hard look as soon as he turned his head, and Chen Tiancheng hurriedly covered his ears.Chen Tianjiao smiled triumphantly, Chen Tiancheng glanced at Chen Tianjiao and Fang Qing who were sitting opposite, and muttered in a low voice: "Sister Huang is so fierce, what if people don't like her?"

Although Chen Tiancheng's voice was not loud, Chen Han who was sitting next to him heard it clearly. Chen Han was a little puzzled: Tianjiao has a sweetheart?Why I don't know.Looking up at Chen Tianjiao who was opposite, I accidentally noticed that Chen Tianjiao's eyes were always looking at the man next to him intentionally or unintentionally. Could it be this man?

Chen Han put his gaze on Fang Qing, and suddenly felt that this person was very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered.He was the man standing next to Tianjiao in Tingyuelou that day, but how did Tianjiao know him?

After Chen Han looked away, he suddenly felt a chill in his body. He looked up and a woman with beautiful eyes and black eyebrows fell into his eyes. The woman was wearing a long white dress that stretched the floor, and her white clothes were like snow. There was a chill in his eyes.Qingli and elegant, it is impossible to stare at her, but her expression is cold and indifferent, she is really as clean as ice and snow, but she is also as cold as ice and snow, I really don't know whether she is happy or angry, sad or happy.

Chen Han was immediately attracted by Ling Muhan, he put all the doubts behind him, and focused all his attention on the frosty white-clothed woman in front of him.

Ling Muhan just noticed that someone was watching Fang Qing all the time. In fact, Ling Muhan didn't care about others now. The people beside him lowered their heads and thought about something. Ever since the dinner party, Fang Qing hadn't said a word. Just now, Chen Tianjiao and He spoke, but he didn't respond. What happened to this idiot?

I looked at the people around me, and thought that there would be a lot of ministers from the court and China at the dinner party today, so I was so nervous that I was dying on the way here.As a result, it was discovered after arriving that the so-called dinner party was just a family dinner.The three princes Chen Han, Chen Tiancheng, and Chen Tianzheng sat opposite to him.And my position is Chen Tianjiao, me, Ling Muhan, Ling Yuehua, Ling Mufeng.What puzzled me was why Chen Tianjiao sat with us, and I could always feel Chen Tianjiao's gaze, so I lowered my head and pretended not to see it.

In fact, when he lowered his head, he also sneaked a few glances at Chen Tianzheng, Chen Tianzheng still had an innocent smile on his fleshy face.However, I don't know why this innocent smile doesn't feel a trace of warmth to me now, and even a trace of chill.

"The Emperor is here."

I straightened my clothes and looked up.Chen Mingran was dressed in a yellow dragon robe, with piercing eyes.It seems that after waking up, he has cultivated well in the past few days, and he recovered very quickly.

After Chen Mingran was seated, he laughed happily: "Hahaha, I haven't had dinner with the princes for a long time!" From Lang Lang's laughter, it could be heard that he was really happy. The emperor is recovering, and my son respects you."

"Okay, I understand Tianjiao's intentions." Chen Mingran drank the wine in the glass, and the eunuch behind him hurriedly filled it up for Chen Mingran.

Chen Tianzheng stood up, his smiling eyes turned into crescent moons: "Father has been cultivating his body these days, and he must be too bored. Why don't we recite poems today?"

Chen Mingran looked at Chen Tianzheng approvingly: "Zhenger's idea is good, let Zhenger come first."

Chen Tianzheng nodded and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. After thinking for a while, he said loudly: "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea level, and the moon on the sea grows together with the tide. The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, and there is no moon in the spring river. The river flows round and round Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail. Frost flows in the sky and you can’t feel it flying, and you can’t see the white sand on the Ting. The river sky is the same color without dust, and the moon is alone in the bright sky. Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time? Jiang Yuehe People at the beginning of the year? Generations of life are endless, and the river and the moon look similar year after year. I don’t know who the river and the moon will treat, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are drifting away, and the Qingfengpu is full of sorrow. Who’s boating tonight? Where is the love for the bright moon? Lou? Poor upstairs, the moon is wandering, and it should shine on the mirror stand. The jade door curtain can’t be rolled up, smashed and brushed on the anvil. At this time, we see each other but don’t hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The fish and the dragon dive into the water to write a book. Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home. The river is flowing and the spring is about to go, and the moon in the river pool is slanting westward. I don't know how many people will return by the moon, but the moon falls and the trees are full of love."

After Chen Tianzheng finished speaking, he was silent, feeling the charm of this poem.I also think back to the words and sentences just now. This poem shows many vivid images, such as the bright moon, white sand, white clouds, green maple, etc. These scenes together create a soft and quiet poetic environment. The deep and sincere emotions expressed are very harmonious and unified.I looked up at the child and looked at Chen Tianzheng with admiration. It is really admirable to write this long poem in one go.

Chen Tiancheng drank a glass of wine and stood up: "Open the curtain to see the new moon, even if you bow down. No one hears your whispers, and the north wind blows your skirts." After speaking, he looked at Ling Yuehua, his eyes were full of admiration.

Chen Han noticed the change in Chen Tiancheng's eyes, and also looked at Ling Yuehua, with some doubts: Does the second brother also have a sweetheart? !

Chen Mingran looked at his two sons thoughtfully, and looked at the eldest son who was closest to him, who seemed to be in a daze: "Han'er, it's your turn."

Hearing his father calling him, Chen Han raised his head and smiled apologetically at the crowd, looking at the bright moon above his head, with a trace of loneliness on his face: "By the grass, the grass, the grass is exhausted, and the soldiers are old. The snow is clear in the south and the north. Thousands of miles away The moon is bright for thousands of miles. Bright moon, bright moon, Hu Jia's voice is full of sorrow."

I looked at Chen Han: "The eldest prince feels desolate for the soldiers in the border?" Chen Mingran stared at Chen Han intently, waiting for Chen Han's answer.

Chen Han smiled brightly: "Chen Han is not talented, and he doesn't have any deep knowledge of these poems and prose. It's just that I just looked up at Mingyue and suddenly remembered those soldiers who guarded the country day and night for my country. When the night is quiet, I will definitely look up at the moon and miss my family’s hometown.”

After hearing this, Chen Mingran's eyes shone brightly, and he seemed very satisfied with Chen Han's answer.However, he didn't say a single word.

I didn't expect Chen Han to consider those soldiers: "What the eldest prince said is very true, so only with less wars can the common people live a stable life, and the young soldiers don't have to miss their families day and night."

Chen Tianjiao clapped her hands: "Brother still cares about the common people." Chen Tiancheng glanced at Chen Han indifferently, without expressing anything.

Chen Tianjiao happily said to everyone: "It's my turn, it's my turn." Chen Mingran looked at his daughter dotingly: "Did Jiao ever think about it that day."

Chen Tianjiao said: "The plum blossoms blow into someone's flute, and the clouds condense the sky in the middle of the night. The pillows are not closed, and the people in Guanshan have not returned them. The sound follows the quiet and resentful, the clouds break and the frosty moon. Under the shadow of the moon, the heavy curtains, the breeze is full of flowers. "

After Chen Tianjiao finished speaking, she urged the people around her without waiting for others to appreciate the poetic flavor in it: "Mr. Fang, it's your turn."

I smiled awkwardly at Chen Tianjiao: What's wrong with this princess?Under the table, Ling Muhan's hand was tightly held: "Last night, the stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east side of Guitang. There is no colorful phoenix flying on the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. I will send you the hook spring wine to warm up the next seat, and share the wax lamp Red. I just listen to the drums and go to the officials, and go to Malantai to turn around."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Tianjiao grabbed my arm tightly, with an anxious expression on her face: "You have a sweetheart?!"

Enduring the pain from my shoulder, I said in a low voice: "Princess, you lost your composure, the emperor and the others are watching."

"I don't care!" Chen Tianjiao shook her arms, with anger on her face: "Answer my princess's words!"

"Sister Huang!" Chen Tiancheng shouted in a hurry: "Sister Fang, Mr. Fang still has an injury on his shoulder!" Chen Tianjiao let go of her hand immediately, her face full of apology: "I was too excited, are you okay?" .”

I gritted my teeth tightly, the hand holding Ling Muhan was already sweating.Ling Mu coldly looked at Chen Tianjiao, feeling the chill emanating from her side, I hurriedly took her hand.

In the end Ling Muhan just glared at the savage princess, she knew what the people around her meant.If I didn't estimate that person, I wouldn't care whose territory this is in! !

"The cold cicadas are miserable. It's late at the Changting Pavilion, and the showers have just stopped. There is no way to drink in the tents of the capital. At the place of nostalgia, the orchid boat is broken. Holding hands and looking at the tearful eyes, I am speechless and choked. I read a thousand miles of mist, and the evening mist is deep and the sky is wide.

Amorous feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more desolate for Qingqiu Festival.Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the moon.After many years, it should be a good time for a good time.Even if there are thousands of styles, let alone tell anyone. "Ling Yuehua's gentle voice attracted everyone's attention, and of course the most attracted person was Chen Tiancheng.

I glanced at Ling Yuehua gratefully, and I understood that what she said so suddenly just now must be to rescue me.

At this moment, Ling Mufeng felt a sense of frustration and bitterness in his heart. Just now, Chen Tianjiao saw the affection in his brother-in-law's eyes clearly.It turns out that Chen Tianjiao is interested in her brother-in-law, but it seems that her brother-in-law has been avoiding Chen Tianjiao, and I believe that her brother-in-law probably doesn't like Chen Tianjiao.However, what should I do?Thinking of this, Ling Mufeng felt even more sad: "The place where the river bridge gives people away, what a cool night. The slanting moon is far away and the afterglow is falling. The tears of the copper candles have been shed, and the cold dew is stained on the clothes. , the tree end participates in the flag. Hua Cong understands, even if he raises his whip, he will be late on his own. The road back to Qingye, the people's words gradually become unknown, and the sky returns with sadness. .Rabbit, sunflower and oats, facing the setting sun, want to be on par with others. But wandering around the grass, sipping wine, looking to the west of the sky."

I looked at Ling Mufeng in amazement, how could this voice be so desolate.Ling Muhan looked at Ling Mufeng worriedly, and murmured: "Feng'er."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, my account was stolen and I just got it back today.I'm ashamed of you for breaking promises, and the two updates that were promised will be made up today! ! !