Drunken Exquisiteness

The Tiandu Yige dominates the upper reaches of the river, with Qishan on the screen, Lujiang River in the east, and Yishui in the south. The city is built on the hillside, and the city is magnificent. Qishan is more than 20 feet high at the top and 70 feet at the end. The Emperor's Palace is based on this, forty-eight li in the week, which is far higher than Yige City. The huge system is magnificent and magnificent.

Yige City took advantage of the trend, and the streets were straight and longitudinal, dividing the entire city into ninety-nine and eighty-one squares.

The topography of Shangjiufang is slightly lower than that of the imperial palace. The Chuyan River, formed by the confluence of Lujiang River and Yishui River in the Baolu Mountain Range in the outer suburbs, crosses Tiandu Neighborhoods, and is divided into two when entering this place. One of them is transferred to the Imperial Palace, named Shangjiu River, the golden water jade belt, on both sides It is guarded by a carved fence for the royal family to enter and exit.

At this time, a gilded and painted Danfeng Feiyun boat sailed out of the imperial palace. There were eight smaller tiger boats at the front and back, and sailed along the water with bright purple sails, slowly turning into the Chuyan River waterway and heading west. And OK.

In the wide corridor on the upper level of Yunzhou, a woman pulled the hanging curtain and walked out slowly. She walked very slowly and walked slowly. The long green lotus skirt drew behind her, highlighting her graceful posture, her black hair flowing down her shoulders, she was tied into a cloud bun with a plain blue ribbon, and she was slender. His steps are light and elegant.

Linjiang was facing the wind, she seemed to walk to the side of the carved railings on a wave of light, holding the porthole to look out, light gauze passing over her face, as if a glimpse, and she looked at the vast water and sky beyond the curtain. The middle is empty.

"Sister Lian Fei, what are you looking at after standing for so long?" A gentle voice came from the boat, and Concubine Su Shu held the maid out of the curtain.

Concubine Lian turned her head and said lightly: "Nothing." The voice was indifferent, like her eyebrows.

Concubine Su Shu dismissed the maid and stepped forward. Furong silk clothes, a soft cigarette cage, clear eyebrows like willows, gentle like water, softness in every movement, and her styles are like Mu Chunhui. She is not young anymore, but years seem to have never left a mark on her. Has a different beauty from the lotus.

"I haven't been out of the palace for a long time, the bustle of this place has a different flavor than the scenery of the deep palace." She smiled, seemingly accustomed to the indifference of Concubine Lotus.

With the sound of footsteps on the deck, a young man strode up to the sculptural fence. Before reaching the carved fence, he opened the veil with a folding fan, smiled and saluted Concubine Su Shu and Concubine Lian: "The minister ordered people to prepare fresh melons and fruits. What can the concubine mother and concubine lotus want? My son asked them to bring it up."

Concubine Su Shu's eyes were soft, and she smiled: "Li'er, you are always so popular. When will you be like your fourth brother, be calm."

Concubine Lian only gently nodded to the twelve prince Ye Tianli's salute, and when she mentioned her son, if she hadn't heard of it, she still leaned quietly in front of the curtain.

Ye Tianli smiled and said: "My concubine let me lead the army like a fourth brother, so I must be calm even if I am not stable."

Speaking of the war in Mobei, Concubine Su Shu frowned slightly, the eleventh prince Ye Tianche led the army on the expedition, and now she has not seen news for a long time, making her mother's heart worried day and night.

She looked at her side and found that King Ling was still in charge this time, but the mother of Lian Fei was indifferent to each other, just like the prince who had been so successful in battle but treated others coldly was not her, or even had nothing to do with her. , Stranger.

The indifference of the mother and the coldness of the son are like a connected chasm, but the gaps are so similar.

Today in the Lotus Pond Palace, the Emperor of Heaven made an decree to ask the Concubine Lotus to go to the Buddhist temple with her to pray for blessings. The Concubine Lian quietly looked at the Emperor and leaned forward in an alienated posture. Is it for the son? But this is not a day. King Ling has been raised in the Queen Mother's Palace since he was born, and the mother and child are very estranged. Concubine Su Shu sighed lightly, and said to Ye Tian: "You can talk about it until you have the skills of your fourth brother."

"Mother and concubine only allowed the Eleventh Brother to practice with the Fourth Brother, and keep me by her side." Ye Tianli laughed, "But you can't bear me?" As he said and laughed, suddenly the hull shook suddenly. Several people were defenseless. After a staggering step, the maid hurried forward to help.

There were no waves on Consort Lian's face, and she lightly brushed away the hand of the maid.

Ye Tianli raised his hand and held Concubine Su Shu: "Be careful, mother!" Then he twisted his eyebrows, turned and asked, "What's the matter?"

A few people looked around, and there was actually a painted boat that broke through the water and hit the Danfeng Feiyun boat they were riding in. Although it did not damage the hull, it also prevented the boat from moving forward.

The guards yelled from the lower floor, and Ye Tianli said: "Mother and concubine is frightened, and my son will go and see." He turned around and snorted and strode down.

When Qing Chen and the others were taken from the big ship to paint the boat, the Nagato Gang had long been here. In the cabin, everyone was surrounded by a tall middle-aged man sitting at the table with a rat-eyed and eagle-nosed nose. Next to him was a slender and slender woman in a gold embroidered skirt with flying gauze. Seeing them boarding the ship, the woman got up to greet them, her eyes swept between Qing Chen and the others, and she smiled softly: "Yes, it's really good, it's Sanniang's eyes."

Hu Sanniang pushed the nightmare forward and said, "This is what is really good. How will the pavilion master reward Sanniang this time?"

The middle-aged man stepped forward, walked slowly around the nightmare, nodded and said: "I didn't expect the sword guard of the Mingyi Building to fall into your hands. This time I want to see what Elder Ming Xuan is doing."

Standing not far from Underworld Nightmare, Qing Chen was astonished when he heard the three words "Mingyilou", and turned to look at her.

Underworld nightmare still had a cold and frosty face, and he glanced at the other side and said: "Xiao Zichu, don't be foolish, Mingyilou would rather house me underworld night, and I won't make any transactions with people like you."

Xiao Zichu shook his arm, raised his hand to clamp her chin, and his eyes revealed an evil light: "The harder your mouth is, the more this pavilion master will like it. It has not been a day since Mingyi Tower confronted me with the Bixue Pavilion. Take a bit of hardship, how can I vent my hatred!"

"Pavilion Master." Hu Sanniang said softly, "Mingyi Tower's power in the Tiandu cannot be underestimated. Let's take her away first and gather the twelve blood evil spirits before making plans. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. These girls are my special purpose. I brought it back from Mobei, the pavilion owner will see if he is satisfied?"

Xiao Zichu snorted coldly, and let go of the nightmare: "You did a good job with Mobei. In the end, although the game was poor and failed to put the opponent to death, that one was already very satisfied."

Hu Sanniang smiled and said: "It's all thanks to the pavilion master, so we can do things smoothly. There will be more places for Sanniang to work for the pavilion master in the future." Xiao Zichu smiled and reached out to touch Hu Sanniang and followed. Turning his head to look at Qing Chen and the others.

Even though Ming Nightmare had not recovered his strength, he blocked one side of his body in front of Qing Chen: "Xiao Zichu, if you dare to touch her, Mingyi Tower will not let you go!"

Qing Chen was startled, wondering why she defended herself like this, and whispered: "Nightmare..." Xiao Zichu laughed loudly, "It's a big breath! I want to see what your Seventh Palace Sword Guardian is capable of. !"

His arrogant laughter shook people's eardrums sore, Hades pushed Qing Chen back a few steps, slowly revealing the thin blade in his hand, facing Xiao Zichu who stepped forward, he seemed determined to fight to death. Qing Chen was surprised, afraid that she would suffer a loss in the face of a powerful enemy, but at this moment, there was a burst of Ruo Ruo Wu music from Wenjiang. The voice was faint, distant and faint, no musical instrument could be heard, intermittently across the mighty river surface, it seemed almost inaudible, but it came here so clearly. With the sudden sound of music, someone around Huafang suddenly laughed and said: "Xiao Zichu, what my Seventh Palace Swordsman said, I never do childish things. If you don't believe it, you might as well give it a try!"

Xiao Zichu and Hu Sanniang suddenly changed their colors, but the nightmare was overjoyed. Following that voice, the painting boat that was originally moored near the shore suddenly turned its rudder for some reason, and rushed towards Jiang Xin like an arrow from the string. The Nagato Gang yelled in unison, and several people turned and rushed towards the stern. The stern male laughed, and lifted the hat on his head, revealing a long and thin face. The long rod in his hand came out of a hole like a snake. The two gangs splashed blood before him and fell off the boat.

"So courageous!" Xiao Zichu yelled angrily, with five fingers spreading, and leaping towards the man. Seeing the pressure topping, the man laughed and said: "Pavilion Master Xiao! Today is not a coincidence, don't accompany me!" As he pointed his toes, he turned and sank into the river. Xiao Ziqi made a move to the air and landed on the ship's side, furious. At this time, the hull was out of control, but its speed only increased, and it rushed straight towards the opposite Danfeng Feiyun Boat.

With the help of the Jiang Feng, the two boats collided suddenly, and the painting boat was turned sideways by the huge cloud boat, almost overturning the river. Xiao Zichu glanced away and saw the flag on the Feiyun Boat, his expression changed again, and he shouted, "No, get out!" As he said, he left the gang and drew back.

Hu Sanniang also showed shocked expression on her face, gave a fiercely stunned foot, and stepped forward to catch Dark Nightmare. Dark Nightmare tried her best to pick her up and retreated to the ship's side with a **** quarrel. The hull shook violently, Qing Chen and the others were unsteady, and they were all smashed into the opposite bulkhead. Several cases in the cabin were shifted, and the golden bottles and jade lanterns fell one after another, causing a mess.

Underworld Nightmare failed to catch Qing Chen, and Hu Sanniang's offensive came again. At this time, the sword light suddenly appeared beside the ship, and a man in black slid in the air, and the long sword in his hand shot cold, breaking the wind with one sword, forcing Hu Sanniang to dodge in embarrassment. The man in black fell next to Dark Nightmare and clasped her wrist: "Go!"

There were shouts from outside the cabin, the hull sank slightly, and the guards had fallen on the bow.

Dark Nightmare had no time to speak, so he looked back at Qing Chen, turned back and ran to the rear cabin with the person, both jumped into the water, and disappeared. Seeing that the situation was not good, Hu Sanniang and the others also withdrew. The large ship mooring not far away quickly set up anchor and left here taking advantage of the chaos.

Qing Chen, Baguio and the others supported and stood still, in shock, the gang of the Nagamen Gang on the ship who was too late to escape was taken by the guards and held them aside.

The bead curtain in the cabin opened wide, and Ye Tianli stepped into the cabin, glaringly sweeping the chaotic situation: "What happened?"

The woman who had previously served by Xiao Zichu hurriedly knelt beside him, and said in a charming voice: "The slave family has seen the twelve highnesses."

Ye Tianli looked up: "Huh? Isn't this Wu Pingting from Tianwu Zuifang? You are so courageous, how dare you mess around here!" He looked at Qing Chen and the others. Qing Chen's heart moved slightly, and the man in front of him looked a little bit like a man with heroic brows and eyes, and when he looked at it suddenly, it made people feel familiar.

Wu Pingting was very disturbed. Because the twelve princes are the youngest princes of today's sages, they are favored and have an arrogant temperament. Everyone in the sky usually avoids three points. Today, he ran into him. She barely showed a pretty touching smile, and said: "The Nujia...The Nujia takes the girls...you swim in the river...Who would have disturbed your Highness..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianli coldly shouted: "Bold! Who are you Wu Pingting, let you deceive you! How can you swim like this?"

"Twelve brother, who is this angry with?" A voice suddenly came from outside the cabin.

Like a jade tap, the sound was mellow, and the chaos in the cabin seemed to recede with this sentence, and it really turned into an elegant stream of river appreciation.

Ye Tianli was taken aback for a moment: "Big Brother Seven?" The visitor was Ye Tianli's emperor brother, the Seventh Prince Ye Tianzhan.

The curtain was slightly lifted, and one person walked in slowly. Everyone saw a long gown in rainy weather. The brocade material was comfortable and blue like Jingchuan Mingbo. He walked on him with that leisurely walk, as if watching the breeze. The clear water, the bright moon is on Dongshan.

Holding a white jade flute in his hand, his smiling eyes swept across the crowd, Qing Chen looked up, shocked all over, standing on the spot.

Amidst the sounds of everyone leaning over to salute, she stared at the smiling person in front of her, suddenly turned her head, her heart surged.

"I was taking a boat back to the house, and from a distance I saw Concubine Shu's boat parked in the river." Ye Tianzhan scanned the mess around the boat and asked, "Why, what happened?"

Ye Tianli said: "This is precisely the jurisdiction of the Gyeonggi Division. It happens that Brother Lao ran into the mother and concubine's boat, so I have to explain it to me."

Ye Tianzhan smiled and said, "Who would dare to provoke you this overlord?" In front of Jun's eyes, he looked at the person who had fallen on the ground.

Wu Pingting met his gaze and bowed, hurriedly said with a smile: "His Majesty King Zhan..." Ye Tianli interrupted her unceremoniously: "If you are still swimming in the river, you don't have to said!"

When Wu Pingting saw the two princes intervening, she knew that this matter would be difficult to end today, but because she had seen a lot of the world, she couldn't help but panic, and she didn't know what to say.

Ye Tianzhan gestured slightly to Qing Chen and other women: "I want them to speak."

A group of women were trapped for several days, and were frightened again by this. All of them had no master but bowed their heads and sobbed. Baguio knelt next to Qing Chen. Hearing the question, he wanted to say nothing. He finally felt timid and looked at Qing Chen as if asking for help.

The faint shadow in Qing Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he was silent for a while, and finally raised his head, two deep lake-like eyes looking at Ye Tianzhan indifferently. This eyebrow, this look, this figure, handsome like a moon like a jade, and suave and unrestrained, are clearly Li Tang.

After the inexplicable joy, hatred, sorrow, and pain follow. In the beginning, not being sad is self-deception. The astringent taste was condensed into cold and sharp ice and charged straight into her heart, causing her chest to sting and unbearable. She lowered her eyes again with enthusiasm, looking at the mess on the floor, and said lightly: "These people use despicable means. ..."

Before she finished speaking, someone around her suddenly heard an exclamation. Before she could raise her head, she was suddenly taken aside.

The white shadow flashed in front of him, and after a sound of golden and jade clashes, something fell on the deck, the white shadow turned around, and fell into the hands of Ye Tianzhan.

The chaos filled the cabin again, and a white jade flute quietly stood between Ye Tianzhan's fingers, with a soft luster, as if the liman just now was just a temporary illusion.

Ye Tianzhan held Qingchen in his hand, still smiling leisurely at the corners of his lips: "Be careful girl."

Qing Chen stepped back away from his arm. It was a knife that fell on the ground. Someone in the Nagato Gang suddenly attacked when the guards were not aware of it. Perhaps they took the opportunity to try to hold her and escape, or feared that she would confess to Xiao Zichu's affairs and committed murder. The intention to kill.

She looked at the person who was being pushed back by Ye Tianzhan, who was struggling under the guard's knife, her eyes filled with disdainful contempt, like a floating light: "You have taken so many people here. It is easy to kill me, but Can you kill all? Seven-foot men dare to act, what are you afraid of when things happen?"

Ye Tianzhan's eyes moved, and he looked at her again with a smile, and asked, "What happened?"

Qing Chen said: "These people have kidnapped many women, and they came here by boat from Mobei all the way to Tianwu Zuifang. They are all white women from the Qing family. They were taken away from home by force, and their parents and relatives will inevitably feel sad. , I have suffered a lot along the way, please... please be the master for them."

A very faint light flashed in the warm and handsome eyes in front of him, as if the cold moon shone with the water, but Ye Tianzhan remained silent, staring at Qing Chen for a long time, but asked: "They? What about you? "

Qing Chen raised her eyebrows, not wanting him to be so careful, but noticed the subtle words in her words. She bowed her head to avoid Ye Tianzhan's gaze, suppressed her irritability, and said: "I am alone and alone, wherever I go."

"You want me to save you?"

"Yes."

Interest flashed in Ye Tianzhan's eyes: "Since it's the same everywhere, why ask for help?"

Qing Chen's eyebrows tightened: "I am the same, they are different."

After speaking, I didn't see an answer for a while, just about to raise my head, and listened to the inattentive voice slowly: "Why should I save them?"

Qing Chen's eyes moved slightly, and her anger was faint in the deep silence. Feng raised her eyes and looked at him directly: "At the feet of the emperor, in the imperial city, there are people who do not know the king's law, do evil, and where are the laws of the country? How can you keep your face? His Royal Highness is a prince, who inherits the grace of God and embraces the people of Lebanon. Does he want to stand by?"

Ye Tianzhan is still so stunned and uncomfortable: "Managing nature is about managing, but since it is in the boundary of the heavens and the earth, this should be the responsibility of the Gyeonggi Division, and the case can be determined after actual investigation and interrogation. The girls must not be detained and sent to prison for hearing The few fragile appearances, can it be said that the five emperors who are in charge of the Gyeonggi Division were ordered to lead troops outside, and for a while, I was afraid that they would not return. I was only temporarily taking the position and this case was not easy to handle."

Qing Chen heard that there was no room for relaxation in his tone: "How can your Highness be willing to save people?"

Ye Tianzhan smiled, with a hint of interest in his eyes: "It depends on the person, is it worth saving."

Qing Chen was silent for a moment, and said: "If this is the case, your Highness may wish to state whether the conditions are worth it or not. You can see for yourself."

Ye Tian Zhan's eyebrows picked up slightly, seeming to be considering her proposal. Wu Pingting saw that there was a gap, and hurriedly interjected: "You girl is so courageous, how dare you talk about terms with His Highness Seven! Humph, what is it worth? You have the ability to win the jade flute of His Highness. You are worth it!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone couldn't help looking at Qing Chen. Everyone in Yige City knows that the seventh prince Ye Tianzhan is famous for a jade flute that no one can match in Beijing. If you fight with him, it is tantamount to breaking out. Ye Tianli was straightforward and said: "A joke! Who can be with Brother Seven..." Suddenly the blue shirt flashed in front of him, but the latter half was stopped by Ye Tianzhan's wave.

Qing Chen's gaze fell on the jade flute in Ye Tianzhan's hand, after a little thought, he raised his head and said: "Okay, I wonder if your Highness is willing to gamble with me? If your Highness wins, everything is up to your disposal; if I win, please please Your Highness rescue them."

Ye Tianzhan listened to her proposal with interest: "How to bet, what do you think?"

Qing Chen said: "According to her statement, there is a piano on board. I will play a piece of ugly. If your Royal Highness can use the flute to harmonize the sound, you will win, and if you can't, you will lose."

Ye Tianzhan quietly looked at Qing Chen for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, you go try the piano."

The two guards helped to arrange the fallen piano. Qing Chen sat on the floor in front of the long case, re-tuned and tested the strings, and later raised his eyebrows slightly. Ye Tianzhan raised the corner of her mouth and raised her hand slightly, indicating that she could start.

When Qing Chen tuned the strings, she had already thought about it in secret. If she is familiar with piano skills, she is still not top-notch. If she competes with a master who is proficient in rhythm, it may be difficult to gain the upper hand in the end. But some of the songs she is familiar with are inevitably unexpected to Ye Tianzhan. If he wants to beat him, he can only rely on a "odd" word. Quietly turning her head to the side while thinking, she gently slid her fingertips across the string, raised her hand like a orchid, and stroked one end of the guqin.

The room was quiet with the wind blowing on the river. She no longer paid attention to everyone, her calm and unwavering gaze fell on the empty space in front, and her right hand was slowly raised to follow the state of mind at this moment, and suddenly plucked the strings.

With a sudden sound, there was a slight dumbness in the crispness, and everyone in the room seemed to be scratched by something, and their hearts trembled.

With a square fall, the strings are tight, and the simple guqin suddenly gives birth to a golden horse and iron horse under the slender fingers.

Even if you are in the painting boat in the river, everyone can see the battlefield of thousands of miles, soldiers and horses neighing, the battle is coming, the wind and clouds are moving, a heart seems to be slowly raised by the sound of this killing, one string and one string, hanging to the end The ultimate.

I was frightened in the dark, and suddenly heard the sharp strings protruding, as if the silver bottle was suddenly broken, the jade burst, the army swept across the desert, and the wind and sand rushed into the world to lose its color.

In the swaying sound of the piano, killing and cutting galloped, thrilling; when the string wave was swaying, the sword energy overflowed, shocking.

The strands of clear silk ice strings seem to have a thousand auras, and then the woman's jade fingers are fluttering, and the string is light and low, and the fleeting throat is entangled in it, ups and downs.

Yetian Zhan's jade flute was in his hand, but he never lifted it to his lips. He just sat quietly and listened to the music, as if he had already followed the lyre to the vast battlefield, watching the storm raging and the soldiers' front pressing the city.

When Xiao Suo's bass returned, the sound of the piano rose up, opening and closing, with a tendency to rise to the sky, and the people in the cabin could not help but change their voices.

Qing Chen's starry eyes were drooping, and the sound of the piano became higher and higher, and his fingers suddenly pressed hard, but he heard a muffled sound. Guqin couldn't bear the turbulent melody any more, and the string suddenly broke and the tune disappeared.

The white jade-like finger was broken into a wound, and blood poured out instantly, dripping on the piano, like splashing red plums.

But she was indifferent, just staring at the Qin, her serious expression made people feel that all her feelings were poured into it, and her concentration was disturbing.

After a long while, a pair of gold-rimmed soap boots stopped in front of the piano. She looked up along the clear blue gown, and met Yetian's clear spring eyes.

He stretched out his hand and handed a silk paw, saw her not accepting, took her hand, wrapped her wound, gently, and at the same time ordered: "Come on, find a place to settle these girls to live first, and treat them well. Bring the rest of the people into the prison of Gyeonggi Division, hold my token to ban the Tianwu Drunk Workshop, if anyone dares to resist, they will be taken down."

Wu Pingting was shocked, not wanting King Zhan, who has always been known for his warmth, to act so ruthlessly, so she knelt down and begged: "Your Highness, let's look at it... It depends on the points of Mr. Guo..."

Ye Tianzhan gave a faint glance: "This king will never forget Guo Qi, let him wait for Dali Temple to question him."

After that, I would ignore the crying behind him, only looking at the slightly questioning eyes when Qing Chen raised his head.

The deep color in the clear eyes shocked him, and his heart seemed to be empty, and the unspeakable taste spread quietly.

For a long time, he smiled and shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I lost. Even if I can match this song, I can't match the center of your song."

A gentle and delicate woman, what is it that makes this piece of music contain such far-reaching excitement, solemn sorrow, and even that lingering desolation, deep.

Qing Chen stared at his handsome face, the corners of her lips slowly raised, revealing a bitter smile, she gently stood up: "Thank you..." Before she finished speaking, there was a sudden heart palpitation. The sky turned around before her eyes, and people fell to the piano.

Exhausted, such as the broken string and cracking, unexpectedly can't hold on anymore.

Ye Tianzhan has quick eyes and quick hands, and will hold her in time. Looking at her situation, her brows were slightly frowned, and she lifted her light body sideways and stepped out of the cabin.

After a while of dizziness, Qing Chen managed to open his eyes and saw Ye Tianzhan leaning over to stare at him. His gentle expression was speechless, so similar to Li Tang, who turned around in a trance, hugged and whispered, softly intoxicated.

She moved her hands to touch the vaguely familiar eyes, but gave up tiredly, and the feeling of exhaustion slowly drowned people.