Leaning on the railing Jiangyue

Breezy and warm days, the bridges and creeks beside the grass, horseshoes clattering through Xuanwu Street, past the city gate, all the way to the southwest, full of majestic mountains and the sound of birds and birds.

There is a Fengyu Pavilion on the mountainside in the southwest, and on the top of the Fengyu Pavilion is a clay Bodhisattva temple without a golden body, which is full of incense all the year round.

Zhao Yu was wearing a brown-green robe today, with round collar and dark pattern, embroidered with lush trees and pines. Xu Fengjin discovered a rule, whenever Zhao Yu went out, he had to change into a green or blue satin brocade robe. Dressed in white, she looked extremely elegant.

Xu Fengjin naturally understands that people rely on clothes. At first, he thought that Zhao Wangye let him wear light colors all day long, but now it seems that it was premeditated. On the surface, he was teasing him with tea and water, which made people see that he understood the rules. When he entered the mansion, he was taught to read and write, waiting for someone to deliver a letter to him. I don't know when Zhao Yu wanted to lure Xingxiang into taking the bait. Did he walk from the south hall to the capital?Or start by asking Yu Sanniang for a courteous and obedient princess?The whole city and the whole house know that the princess is pure and kind, so who can she tell her?And who can I show it to?Except for Xu Fengjin's encounter with Li Sida, a hard rock when he was leaving the south hall, all the guests he beat up were soft persimmons that he could handle. Of course, it was part of his luck that he survived until now, but the most important thing was that he never hit a rock with an egg.

A few days ago, his anger dissipated. Thinking about it, Zhao Wangye is playing chess every step of the way, Xu Fengjin still has self-knowledge, and he will not be able to provoke him after another ten years of cultivation.

But it's also uncomfortable to be deflated repeatedly, and I'll stay still first, and then find a chance to get back [-]% or [-]%.

Most of the literati and poets on the Wind and Rain Pavilion were fond of the Spring and Autumn Period. Xu Fengjin didn't have that kind of sentimentality, so he might as well watch juggling in the city and eat snacks. Seeing that he was not interested, Zhao Yu said, "The princess doesn't like the scenery here?"

Xu Fengjin was eccentric: "The prince is my view, I just look at the prince."

Zhao Yu nodded fondly on his nose: "The princess has a good mouth."

Zhao Yu has a wide face and no airs. He has many friends in the capital. Most of them are the sons and daughters of rich officials who love to eat, drink and have fun.

"Zhao Yu! Why did you come here!" Someone shouted at them.

Zhao Yu held Xu Fengjin's hand and walked over, apologetically smiling.

When everyone saw Xu Fengjin, they booed again and again: "Yo! This is our Princess Yu?"

"It really looks good and deserves to be punished, hahahahaha."

"It has long been said that our Seventh Prince has a good eye, so can the princess be chosen poorly?"

Zhao Yu let them laugh, and introduced two acquaintances to Xu Fengjin: "This is Shao Shan, and this is Zi Heng."

Xu Fengjin nodded with a smile, and hid behind Zhao Yu again. Zhao Yu patted his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, we are all husband and friend."

Shao Shan laughed out loud, dragged Zhao Yu and the others into the crowd, and mysteriously took out from his bosom a round and smooth animal bone panpipe shaped like a wind wing, which was obviously a rare item.

Shao Shandao: "It's hard to find bamboo and bone. My elder brother bought it from a rich merchant in Jiangbei. It cost thousands of taels of silver. I stole it today at the risk of being beaten. Is it righteous enough? "

Zhao Yu took a look at it. The thirteen animal bones were moderate in thickness and polished properly. The exquisite patterns engraved on the bones were indeed worthy of collection.

Shao Shan said: "Bone quality is the best. My brother said that the music played by this thing is thousands of times better than bamboo Xiao Kong Ling."

Ziheng also took it to look at it, fiddled with it for a long time and asked Shao Shan: "How do you play this thing? Your brother can play it?"

Shao Shan said: "How can he play it? No one in my family understands the rhythm. Besides, the thirteen pipes are so difficult. My brother just bought them for his collection."

Ziheng felt bored and threw it aside: "What's the use of that, it's just ashes."

Shao Shan was displeased: "What do you mean, so you can't buy it as a collection if you don't know how to brag?"

Ziheng disdained: "Your brother is a rough man and still wants to be arty."

"you!"

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the two of them were about to argue, Zhao Yu said, "Don't hurt your peace." Then he said regretfully, "Actually, I also want to hear what kind of magic method it is, but it seems that I don't have such a blessing."

Shao Shan clenched his fists and pressed them back violently. Someone comforted him: "Ziheng is just a bad mouther and has no malicious intentions. After so many years, no one knows who his friends are. He probably just wants to listen and can't speak."

Everyone was busy fighting, but suddenly heard a sound of music coming from the intricately carved bone Xiao. The sound of the bone Xiao was really ethereal and clear, like the sound of the gods. They all participated in it, whether it was high or low, and it was absolutely wonderful. Xu Fengjin played it and looked at Zhao Yu, his eyes were full of complacency.

At the end of the song, people only heard: "There is no white flower, no white flower! Shaoshan, your brother's money is not white!"

Shao Shan said in shock: "It really is a fun thing, may I ask what song my sister-in-law played just now?"

sister in law?

The corners of Xu Fengjin's eyes twitched, and he said to Shao Shan, "It's an ordinary Lin'an ditty, but this panpipe is made of exquisite materials, and it makes people feel a lot more elegant when played."

Shao Shan praised: "My sister-in-law is really amazing, and she also understands music theory."

Before Xu Fengjin could speak, Zi Heng snorted and said with a smile: "Of course he understands, which girl in a brothel brothel can't play and sing, that's a housekeeping skill, if he can't, what is he selling!" Ziheng covered his mouth and nose and retreated abruptly, bleeding protruding from his fingers after he stood still. Zhao Yu was uncharacteristically, with cold eyes, and punched him hard in the face.

"Zhao Yu!" Ziheng said angrily, "You actually hit me for a little boy!"

Zhao Yu clasped Xu Fengjin's five fingers, and said sharply: "Jin'er is my concubine, I don't care who he is or what he did in the past, from now on, I don't hear it and forget it, if I hear it, no one is allowed to say a word about him no."

Ziheng was in a state of embarrassment with nosebleeds: "What I said was wrong! You don't care what the world cares about! Look at what other people say about you, and you still..."

Zhao Yu said: "What do other people have to do with me? Everyone laughs at him as lowly, but I don't dislike him. Since Ziheng doesn't want to regard me as a friend, then that's all."

Ziheng didn't expect Zhao Yu to say such a thing, and shouted, "Break it!"

After the commotion at the Wind and Rain Pavilion, everyone lost their minds about fighting poems. Xu Fengjin followed Zhao Yu all the way up the mountain, staring at his back, and suddenly asked, "Did the lord go to Lin'an when he was young?"

Zhao Yu picked up a red wild flower halfway, and didn't know where to throw it, so he pinned it on Xu Fengjin's head casually, making fun of him for being a girl, and said, "Naturally."