Later, I finally became a white lotus in the flourishing age [Quick time travel]

When the first thin snow fell this year, Xie Yi's illness was finally healed.Qiao Shishi came to see him, and really invited him to hang out as agreed before.

There were so many elegant people at that time, even a group of dandies who were too muddy to support the wall had to be whitewashed—set up a flowing poetry club, and then called in singers to accompany them.

The poetry meeting is deep in the bamboo forest. Even in winter, the bamboo is still green and green.The servants had cleared the snow in advance, spread a layer of stone slabs on the ground to keep out the mud, spread a gold-woven blanket, and set up a banquet.

Everyone sat down according to their seniority. Xie Yi, the seventh son of the Xie family, sat at the head, with curved water flowing in front of him, and the wine cups bobbing and sinking in the water.

On the one hand, there are musicians and drummers to add to the fun - after all, the singers are not from good families, Xie Yi has never heard of anyone playing the piano, but Zheng, Se, and Pipa are indispensable after all.

More than a dozen cardamom-year-old girls, all wearing light red dresses, with delicate hair buns, pink faces, peach cheeks, affectionate glances, slender waists like willows, filed in, and there was a lot of excitement in every gesture. Full of style.They spread out and offered pens, inks, papers and inkstones to those sitting at the table—since it was a Liushui Poetry Club, they naturally wanted to write poems.

After the girls presented the pens and papers, they knelt down beside the crowd and folded their hands on their knees.

Only then did the poetry meeting officially begin.

The dancers in light dance skirts danced under the seats, and scattered in front of them from time to time like teasing. They couldn't allow them to catch them, and then they spun past like the wind, stepping briskly on the ground with their thin narrow feet, and the skirts The train flies up into a blooming flower.

After the music stopped, the glass floated in front of some young master, who picked up the glass floating on the water, raised his head and drank it all, and then wrote something appropriate to the occasion, such as "the green silk hairpin is full of detailed descriptions, and the jade hands are long and slender and the sleeves are waving." ", "Fan Dai is charming and angry, wants to smile and frown, three spring peaches and plums, nine autumn chrysanthemums" and other erotic poems, the maid sitting next to him picked up the cocoon paper on which the poems were written, and showed them to everyone.

Liu Shang also floated to Xie Yi once.

After all, Xie Yi lived in the royal family for many years and was taught by great Confucians. Although he didn't say he was talented, he still had poetry in his stomach, so he read it without much thought.

He didn't write very well, but he taught the people around him to praise him to the sky, boasting that he is unique, and he can be compared to the romantic celebrities in front of him.Xie Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard that, the corners of his lips were raised, and he seemed in a good mood.

Seeing him laughing, everyone became more presumptuous, and the topic changed from just criticizing these singers and dancers to the noble girls of Jinling City.

Although Xie Yi didn't like Meng Lang of these people very much, he didn't show any weird expressions, and just listened quietly.After all, he didn't just know the virtues of these unusable children from aristocratic families.

However, after sitting for a long time, Xie Yi felt bored when he heard anecdotes that he was not interested in.

Probably seeing Xie Yi's impatience, the first seat on Xie Yi's right was Qiao Shishi, who poked his head over and lowered his voice and said, "I know what you like, brother Xie, this time I specially prepared it for you. Some interesting things... can be regarded as an apology."

Xie Yi raised his eyebrows slightly - something interesting?

Qiao Shishi stretched out his hand to beckon the attendant, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Xie Yi didn't know that Qiao Shishi and Xie Wushou had similar hobbies, they both didn't like delicate and graceful women, but only liked handsome men.So when the interesting "thing" Qiao Shishi mentioned appeared, Xie Yi was stunned.

It was a man who looked like Mr. Jing Ming.

The other party is obviously different from Mr. Jingming.Wang Jingming's demeanor is sharp and elegant, his facial features are clean and bright, like the bright moon after the cloud disappears after the rain; but the person in front of him is a bit feminine, like a piece of precious jade that can be played with in his hands.

The dancers stopped their movements and retreated, and the musicians on the side also stopped playing.

A man who looked like a book boy led the man over.From the beginning to the end, he just quietly looked straight ahead, did not look around, his gaze passed Xie Yi who was sitting at the top, and turned to nothingness.He knelt down in the arena, and the piano in his arms was carefully placed on the low table in front of him.

A pair of jade-colored hands pressed on the strings, trembling slightly.

"Let's play a song, Yunding." Qiao Shixi said out loud.

The man called Yun Ting lowered his head slightly, and said, "What do you want to hear?" His voice was very nice, and it was born with a different kind of lingering meaning.Even if you don't look at his appearance, but just listen to his voice, you still feel it is a kind of enjoyment.

Qiao Shishi smiled, glanced at Xie Yi, with a bit of narrowness in it, and said, "Why don't you play "Phoenix Qiuhuang"?"

He didn't seem to notice the teasing in Qiao Shishi's words at all, he just said "yes" softly, and then plucked the strings.

The rustling wind passes through the bamboo, only the sound of Qingyuan's piano rides away with the wind.Such a tender and tender song, at his fingertips, also turned into a peaceful and clear one.

Qiao Shishi looked at Xie Yi, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little proud: "Why, are you still satisfied?"

"he is?"

"I found a luthier in the shop. His family is poor, and he has several younger siblings to support, and the youngest sister is seriously ill..." Qiao Shishi smiled meaningfully, "and asked him if he would sell himself as a slave. "

Xie Yi frowned slightly.

Qiao Shishi was still saying: "Why don't you give it to Brother Xie? I'm not afraid that he will run away, after all, he's just a blind man..."

"Blind man?" Xie Yi looked over, only saw the man bowed his head and plucked the strings, his fingers protruding from his sleeves were slender and fair, his expression was calm, no trace of blindness could be seen.

Xie Yi hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Born?"

"No." Qiao Shishi could still maintain a smile on his face, "It was stabbed blind."

Xie Yi was stunned.

Qiao Shishi said: "It's also an innocent disaster. Mr. Lan's family wanted him to play a piece of music for fun, but he didn't want to. That man is arrogant, and when he saw that he didn't want to play the piano, he wanted to cut off his hands, but the girl from Jiaofang stopped him. So, cutting off the hands becomes blinding the eyes."

Xie Yi's lips were tightly pursed, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "It's too rigid and easy to break."

"I heard that it's because he was born too much like a person that he made Mr. Lan so unhappy." The corners of Qiao Shishi's lips deepened, as if mocking, "That man is just bullying...he is a son of an aristocratic family."

People at that time were very elegant, and as a child of an aristocratic family, they valued manners even more.Even if you don't have any real talents and learning, you still have to pretend to be crazy, and you can still get a "romantic and crazy" evaluation from the current people.Behavior like that person is contemptible.

The sound of the piano gradually faded away, and the song was about to end.

"Brother Xie," Qiao Shishi said, "If Brother Xie is satisfied, I will give him to Brother Xie."

His voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to understand.

Yun Ting naturally heard it too.

He sat there quietly, with long eyelashes lowered softly, the sunlight was cut into fragments by bamboo leaves, casting light spots of different shades on his body, no emotion could be seen on his delicate and slightly feminine face fluctuation.Fingers like white jade plucked the strings and played the last few notes.

Xie Yi said nothing, lowered his eyes and picked up the wine glass on the table.

The drunk young master opened a pair of misty eyes, looked at Xie Yi, and said with a smile: "Brother Xie, although this person's life is quite similar to that of Mr. Jingming, but if it is really compared, it is like the puwei is to the jade tree. , after all, they are inferior goods."

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly turned cold.

Xie Yi couldn't help but pause when he lowered his head to drink.

The man didn't know it, and continued: "Now that Mr. Jingming is in Zhao Prison, and the Wang family is no longer the same, Brother Xie is not without chance, what do you want to do with this fake hahahaha..."

Xie Yi put down the wine glass, his eyes were clean and clear without any trace of the smell of alcohol, and he asked softly, "What did you say?"

Although the sound is soft, it is clear to the ears.Like a bucket of cold water, pouring down on your head.

The man was half drunk immediately.

His eyes were as cold as ice and snow, and the man was shocked for a moment, he didn't dare to talk anymore, he knelt there awkwardly, speechless.

Xie Yi looked at him and asked again: "What did you just say?"

Every word is cold.

The young man in purple who was sitting on the side couldn't help but say: "Brother Xie, he's had too much wine, don't argue with him." Then, he ordered someone to carry him down, "Come here—Mr. Qi Si has a drink!" Drunk, help him down to rest."

The servant standing on the side stepped forward, and was about to carry the Fourth Young Master Qi away.

Xie Yi didn't stop him, but just quietly watched the man leave until he could no longer see clearly.He lowered his eyes and said softly, "I can't bear it."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, savoring the taste - Mr. Xie Qi is generous, he doesn't care about your offense, he just said that you are "unbearable", if we play with you again in the future, doesn't it prove that we have bad taste?

The system said in Xie Yi's mind: "Why doesn't the host hate him? It's good to slap him in the face at this time."

Xie Yi was puzzled: "Hate him? Slap him in the face?"

"That's right." Bai Bai took it for granted, "It's just retorting and mocking him."

Xie Yi was silent for a moment: "No need."

He is neither used to ridiculing others, nor does he need to fight for the upper hand of the tongue.If he has a noble status, he only needs to show a little bit of dissatisfaction. Naturally, there will be a group of fans who are good at figuring out his wishes to deal with it for him. If he does it himself, it will be a loss of status.

Bai Bai was silent for a moment, then said weakly: "That's right, we are taking the white lotus route, it's too OOC to hate people."

Qiao Shishi, who was sitting on the side, smoothed things over and said, "Why spoil your mood over such a trivial matter? Come on, brother Xie, this is a toast to you."

He raised his glass to Xie Yi.

Xie Yi also picked up the wine cup, respected him, and drank with his head bowed.

Even if this matter is revealed.

Qiao Shishi also asked someone to set up a seat for Yunting.

Yun Ting didn't seem to be aware of what happened just now, he just quietly hugged the piano, walked over slowly and sat down.

Xie Yi couldn't help but look at him a few more times, this person's eyebrows and eyes were too soft, but it wasn't like what the person said compared to Mr. Jingming, "Pampas grass is to Yushu".

He didn't have any thoughts about this person - love was too extravagant for him.

Xie Yi is just a pity that a person like him is actually blind.

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Thanks to Chu Mu for the rocket launcher, Mijiu