Jun You Ji Fou

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The night breeze rises, the flowers are full of trees, the fire tree silver flower stars are like rain.

As the most prosperous city in the world, Chang'an City is still lively at night. On this night, a mansion in the west of the city appeared to be particularly well-known. The car carved by BMW was full of fragrance, celebrities, celebrities and court officials, and they gathered together for a while.

Chu Mingyun glanced around and fell on Song Heng who was greeted with a smile in front of the door. "There are four of the six Shangshu, and half of the generals of the literary court. This champion is really a big face," he said with a sneer. Dao: "What a bold courage."

The leader in the imperial examinations has always been a eager partner in North Korea, and there have even been examples of robbery on the list throughout the dynasties, but this is probably the first one to hold a feast first. The feast is also the Chu Party and the Su Party. Yes, people can't understand their thoughts for a while, as if it was just a simple celebration, not afraid to attract the emperor's suspicion, or fear of being discussed.

The horses and horses in front of the door became thinner, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the house gradually sounded. Song Heng suddenly looked around nervously. Chu Mingyun put down the car curtain and said to Qin Zhao: "Okay, the shelf is enough, I passed."

"I'm with you." Qin Zhao said he would stand up.

Chu Mingyun glanced back at him with a smile. "What's the point of having to stand up as a pillar after the banquet?"

"You have no weapons." Qin Zhao said.

"I fought in the past?" Chu Mingyun raised the folding fan in his hand. "It's enough to have this."

Qin Zhao could not speak back, but still had to get up.

"Huh." Chu Mingyun said impatiently, "Brother, how do you **** your mother's heart all day long?"

Qin Zhao: "..."

"When will I need you to protect?" Chu Mingyun opened the curtain and got out of the car. "Stay in the car and enjoy some leisure time."

As soon as Chu Ming Yun-fu appeared, Song Heng quickly greeted him and said with a sigh of relief: "I'm still busy as an adult, but I'm here."

Chu Mingyun smiled, "Your No. 1 Scholar's invitation, do you have to find time to be busy?"

Song Heng was humble and led him into the house personally. The courtyard was vast, and the audience was seated. In the field, the red dress lightly danced, and the familiar officials laughed and talked constantly.

At the foot of Song Heng, he turned around and led Chu Mingyun toward the heights of Fuzhong. He gave Chu Mingyun a strange look and explained quickly: "Master Chu invites you to go here and has prepared a place for you."

Going all the way up, a vermilion pavilion appeared after the shadows, and facing the pool on the three sides, Qushui meandered around the pavilion. Here, through the terrain energy, the overall view of the courtyard is included in the eyes, but the people underneath can't see here, very quiet.

Chu Mingyun couldn't help saying with emotion, "The layout of your residence is really clever."

Song Heng said with a smile: "I am a poor Confucian, where can I live here. I bought it from a wealthy and confidant fellow who I knew. After I fell home and said I was idle, I gave it to me as a congratulation."

Chu Mingyun nodded indifferently. After a few steps, he finally saw that he was sitting in the pavilion one by one. His heart was a little complicated. He even looked at Song Heng beside him.

Chu Mingyun has the same status as Su Shiyu. He never sits on either side of the party at large and small banquets, and no one can hinder anyone. I don't know if this new champion has listened to the rumours of his longing for Su Shiyu and pleased him. He chose such a pavilion to sit at the same place, and it was indeed a good place for a quiet meeting.

Whether Chu Mingyun has been flattered or not is inconclusive, but Shicheng Yuanlang's ten percent is to offend Su Shiyu.

Su Shiyu changed his official robe, dressed in white and elegant, he was slightly asking his maid what to do with his head, vaguely heard words like "burning incense". He heard footsteps coming back to his face, seeing that Chu Mingyun frowned indistinctly, but still greeted with a faint smile on his face. Chu Mingyun responded casually and took a seat beside him. After a few words, Song Heng retired with the maid, and only two of them were sitting quietly in the pavilion.

Chu Mingyun sighed silently in his heart, for Song Heng, Su Shiyu, and for himself. What a hard night it should be.

The soft and soft singing in the courtyard suddenly became clear, and the two of them had nothing to say, and Chu Mingyun even opened the fan to clear the occasional gaze. There was silence on the table, and the strange atmosphere made the little servant who served food and wine stunned in a hurry.

Chu Mingyun lifted the glass and glanced at the remnant of the moon. Before he could sigh in another breath, he stretched out a hand and held his hand to raise his glass. The hand was white and slender, with clear phalanx, and Chu Mingyun looked down, and Su Shiyu shook his head slightly at him.

Su Shiyu took the wine in his hand, and with the other hand, he opened the lid of the beast censer in the corner of the table and poured the full glass of wine. The incense burner suddenly extinguished thoroughly, and a strong and strange fragrance came out, and it dispersed instantly.

Chu Mingyun had closed the fan and supported his chin with one hand to watch his movements. Only after the fragrance came out did he understand it and immediately took a breath to watch the surroundings.

Su Shiyu sat quietly, drinking her cup of tea, and gazing away from Chu Mingyun before finally speaking out: "How come Master Chu is not wearing a sword this time?"

"Song Heng specifically advised that the government was heavily guarded, and no need to bring soldiers to hurt the joy." Chu Mingyun laughed like a smile, "Moreover, did my last palace banquet with the sword arouse many people's unhappiness?"

"It's rare that you are willing to obey the rules once, but you are afraid that you have paid the good intention by mistake." Su Shiyu chuckled lightly.

Chu Mingyun twisted the white jade wine cup, "The fine fragrance, the fine wine, entered the body together and became the finest drug. Master Su might as well guess that this champion Yuan followed you and me. The third-party force, or did he want to become a third-party without restraint?" Without saying anything, he threw down the cup in his hand, and Bai Yu smashed the ground with a force and dropped a crisp sound.

The slate beneath the feet made a muffled sound, and the sound cracked, and they fell straight down.

The two stood up immediately before they stepped into the air, and the stone slabs closed to seal their heads, and their feet stepped on the ground in the blink of an eye. The air was full of the smell of decay tide, and the eyes were thick and dark. Chu Mingyun slammed his head towards the sound of a small rustle: "Master Su... are you still alive?"

The answer to him was that the fire light swayed, and instead he calmed down and sprinkled a bright light. Su Shiyu couldn't hear the emotion and laughed while looking around: "It's not too weak to be like that, please worry."

Chu Mingyun stepped forward and took his hand to raise the fire a little, Su Shiyu frowned and looked at it, and finally did not break away. The three sides of the place where they are located are smooth stone walls, and the direction facing them is a cast iron fence. There are no doors, and through the gaps in the fence, it is faintly distinguished that the outside is a long and long passage.

"No wonder the pond is repaired high, it turns out that the dungeon is hidden underneath." Su Shiyu paused. "Can Master Chu let go of his hand?"

Chu Ming Yun loosed his hand, "Why did you even bring the blaze to the banquet?"

"I forgot to take it out after going out the rest yesterday, but only this one is left, and it won't last for long." Su Shiyu looked at him. "It's just that Master Chu is aware of the organization, why should he deliberately touch it?"

"The Hongmen Banquet was set down so blatantly, do you think you can go away as casually?" Chu Mingyun said leisurely, "It would be better to see what was prepared for us."

Su Shiyu was undecided, and his eyes fell on the iron fence in front of him. "It has been a pity that I heard your sword cut iron like mud as early as today."

Chu Mingyun stretched out his hand to hold the iron fence, took a step back and pulled out the folding fan from his sleeve, and smiled inexplicably: "I taunted and received it first, just use this one." Yin Fang fell his hand holding the fan tightly , Splitting hands to marshes several Mars on the fence. After the sound of Jinshi violently sounded, a hole in the iron fence was suddenly broken, and the broken fence crashed on the ground to sing echo.

"In any case, in the present situation, it is better for you and me to come out together." Su Shiyu followed him out of the cell.

"Oh—?" Chu Mingyun stopped and turned around, closing his hand and closing the fan directly to pick Su Shiyu's chin. He moved closer, his smile and the ambiguous eyes were cold, "You are an invitation... Or request?"

The word "joint hands" is really ridiculous. Even if he is alone in this area of ​​the dungeon, Su Shiyu's appearance is a drag, and it seems to be a drag on him if he dies here. Chu Mingyun is real. Don't feel the need to join forces.

Su Shiyu smirked, raised his hand to the folding fan, and slowly raised his eyes to see him.

This was probably the first time Chu Mingyun looked at his opponent so closely and so closely. The slender phalanx hands and dark white embroidered robes are embroidered with dark clouds, and when you look up the shoulders of your arms, you can see a white neck, with a smile of light-colored lips, and Yururu reflected in the warm light The drawn eyebrows and the cold expression in the warm eyes.

It's really not a loss to pass on such a man's broken sleeves to such a person.

With a "snap", the fan bones were broken apart in Su Shiyu's hands. He withdrew his hands and smiled deeper on his lips: "You understand my words."

Chu Mingyun's eyes moved slightly, and instead he laughed slowly and slowly, raising his hand to ignite the fan and igniting it, and then flung it out vigorously. The paper fan turned into a ball of fire and ran straight into the dark passage. During the rolling, Mars splashed and rubbed the oil lamp on the wall. It ignited all the way, and finally hit the stone wall around the corner. It was already brightly lit.

He raised his hand with a three-pointed smile, "Master Su, please."

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