A Tale of Two Phoenixes

A boy from Tsing Yi came forward and approached the three before saluting: "Pei Pei, my master has been waiting for a long time." This boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, that is, the age of Rusang, handsome and handsome, his eyebrows look It is very elegant, and there is quite a wind between the actions. Although the clothes on the body are not gorgeous, they are extremely clean and tidy, and are in harmony with the nobleness of the entire garden.

Seeing nothing but knowing the works, just looking at the performance of the servants, you can figure out the style of his master.

Pei Shu quickly responded and apologized: "Yes, not, but there are gifts to be given to the brothers below, and these servants must also send them ... These two friends are from below, coming in admiration for the brothers, I hope to lead the way. "

转 He changed hands and pushed Chu Yuyue Jiefei to the boy in Tsing Yi, but he walked back to the door and waited.

Xu Chuyu subconsciously opened his mouth to argue that he did not admire Wang Yi, but think that this is the place of others, after all, let ’s admire Wang Yizhi's super rich money.

Along the tortuous and quiet corridor, the boy in Tsing Yi is ahead, Chu Yu is in the middle, Yue Jie Fei is at the end, and before he reaches the end of the corridor, he hears the quiet piano sound, slowly reverberating in the air, and the end of the corridor is A green weeping willow, the willow cut from jasper seems to be a natural barrier, blocking Chu Yu's sight.

The sound of Jaina came from behind the weeping willow forest.

Although it is noon in the early summer, there is no hot feeling in this garden. Even the sun seems to be much gentler than the outside. The cool greenness accompanied by a slight water vapor penetrates into the breath. Relaxed.

Not only does Wang Yizhi have money, he also enjoys it.

As the cymbals walked between the low-hanging willow branches, the sound of the piano became clearer and clearer. When the three passed through the weeping willow forest, the faint sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Looking at Chu Chuyu, I saw a clear and emerald lake in front of me. There were aquatic fishes in the lake, a lotus leaf floating on the lake, the lotus was not blooming, and the white buds were tightly closed. Occasionally soft winds blow across the lake, bringing coolness to the surroundings.

There are fish in Laohu and pavilions on the lake.

意 The master Wang Yizhi here, as well as three other young men who met at the poetry meeting last time, rested in a pavilion built on the lake, and a long bridge was connected to the shore by the pavilion.

When Chu Yu and others came out of the forest, when the sound of the piano ceased, the eyes of the people in the pavilion gathered under Xiao Bei's fingers, and under the slender fingers, a broken string was weakly attached to the piano. The other strings still have slight vibrations.

Chords, broken.

For a while everyone was silent.

Wang Yizhi, the host of the party, leaned on the side of the beam beside the pavilion and joked casually: "The strings are broken for the confidants, but the brother Xiao Biao's confidants?" Someone is walking in the forest.

Hearing his words, the people in the pavilion also set their sights on the shore of the lake, and Xiao Bei raised his frosty eyes.

The pavilion is only four or five feet away from the weeping willow forest by the lake, so the three people of Chu Yu wore out of the forest, and everyone saw her face clearly.

Wang Yizhi snorted softly, and there was more playfulness in his eyes, but Xiao Bie saw Chu Yu, but suddenly looked cold, and his hands pressed against the strings unconsciously pressed down, Guqin made a dull sound.

She Chuyu also saw Xiao Bie sitting on the piano in the middle of the pavilion at a glance, and saw the cold rejection in his eyes, but since she was already cheeky, of course, she would not care about individual objections.

In the pavilion, there are scholars and scholars. If the warrior is uncomfortable in the meantime, Chu Yu lets Yue Jie fly by the lake, and he walks along the stone bridge over a foot wide with the children in Tsing Yi, and walks towards the Octagonal Pavilion with ease.

Standing in front of the pavilion, the welcoming eyes were disdainful, repellent, curious, and entertaining.

The boy in Qingyi gave a gift to Wang Yizhi and briefly explained that Chu Yu was brought by Pei Shu. Wang Yizhi waved his hand to let him back down, and then he calmly looked at Shang Chuyu.

Wang Yizhi patted his hands gently, and smiled, "The visitor is a guest. There is no rule in my house. Please invite this guest to feel free to do it." With a lazy smile on his eyebrows, the collar of his shirt was half-open, and his hair was unsent. The beams were scattered casually, and there was still a trace of suspicious bright red on the neck, which looked like the impression of the girl's lips.

At the last poetry meeting, maybe it was because Wang Yizhi had somewhat converged in public places, and now in his own home, he seemed to have put aside all the restraints, how he came freely.

Chu Yucai stepped on the pavilion steps and heard Xiao Bie coldly said, "Why is she here? If she is, I will go." Although the words are brief, the attitude is clear, obviously it is a bit different from Chu Yu The meaning of total wearing.

Wang Yizhi slightly raised his hand and made a blocking action. Although it did not stop it, Xiao Bei stopped because of this action. He only heard Wang Yizhi laugh and said, "The strings are broken for the acquaintances. Any grievances in the past should be resolved accordingly. "

What's wrong?

Xu Chuyu looked at Xiaobei with interest, only to see how he responded.

Xiao Xiao's eyes were frosty, and he said rudely, "This string is unbearable to listen to the filthy person before it breaks."

所说 The filthy person he said is naturally also Chu Yu.

Chu Yu smiled, and said politely, "This string is really difficult. Every day, the tormented player is tortured, and finally she has just broken her life." She raised her hand to Wang Yi and raised her eyebrow. : "Speaking underneath is a confidant, and it is definitely not dare to take it. What kind of vulgar sound is there for anyone to know?"

未 The crowd was shocked when her words didn't fall.

The son of Qian Jin, Xiao Bie, the director of his life is Qin Yi. The origin of this name is also related to the Qin. In the past, someone had asked Qian Jin for a song that was unavailable. Xiaobei's piano skill is so high that few people in the world are involved. However, Chu Yu's derogation without any fear is simply arrogant!

I can't get into the stream. vulgar.

Xun even unrestrained as Wang Yizhi did not expect such a description to be put on Xiao Bei's body one day.

Although Chu Chuyu has just arrived, she has gathered everyone's attention in just a few words. Even the child in Tsing Yi who had not walked away a few steps before, could not help but glanced back to see what this man had, how dare he let out such arrogant words.

This is exactly the purpose of Chu Yu.