Jinghu

Jinghu is of course a lake. This lake was originally located outside the east wall of ** City, but after years of renovation by Yue family, it was surrounded. The city wall to the east has been expanded several times. Now the entire Jinghu has been included in ** City.

Jinghu Lake is not big, and it cannot be called a lake in strict sense, but it is just a larger reservoir. However, since Yue family calls him a lake, others will of course only call it Jinghu Lake. Jinghu Lake is certainly not always quiet like a stagnant water. Not only is it not quiet, but also because the wind here is strong all year round, the lake water here is always uneasy, with waves and waves endlessly, surging.

"Is this Jinghu? Nothing special?"

Ye Qinghan and several young masters followed Yue Niang to the blue lake. Although it is indeed as beautiful as the mountains and rivers, the scenery is pleasant. Although it is greener and the water is more beautiful than other mountains, it is just an ordinary small lake that is far from reaching the imagination of the holy land in the minds of the world's talents. It is a bit disappointed.

"Hehe, there is nothing special about this lake. What's special about is the island in the lake. It's where the core children of the Yue family live. They are all peerless beauties. Usually it's not Xiahuo Festival, but it's a forbidden area and a holy place for men. In the past fifteen years, we are the first people to enter the holy place. Are you special?" Feng Zi still carried his long sword on his back, smiled, and explained in a low voice to Ye Qinghan's ear.

"Eh? Men's forbidden land?" Ye Qinghan was indeed stunned by the news. He looked at the hazy island in the lake in the distance, nodded, and asked in a deep voice with even more confusion: "There is not a man inside?"

"Absolutely not!" Feng Zi nodded seriously.

Ye Qinghan was speechless and closed his mouth awkwardly, but his heart was like a gust of cold wind blew, shaking... If he waited to get on the island later, he met a group of wolves and tigers who were rushing up like wolves and tigers, could these people hold it?

"Please, please!" While Ye Qinghan was thinking about it, a small boat came from a distance. Yue Niang smiled and made a call, indicating that the people could get on the boat.

"Mr. Han, please ask first." Feng Zi shook her chest muscles and showed her demeanor.

"Uh? So fast? Oh no, it's on the boat!" Ye Qinghan felt scared and thought to himself secretly, and waved his hand and said, "Brother Mad, please ask first, I'm weak and can't bear it!"

"Hmph, since both of you are so polite, I'll get on first." Xue Wuhen waved his folding fan, smiled slightly, and got into the boat.

The beautiful flowers and plants reached out to flick the edge of the vest and followed. Feng Zi and Ye Qinghan also got in when they saw this. The boat was not big, but it was decorated very elegantly, like a small living room. The bow and stern were separated by a layer of faint silk curtains, and the scenery outside could be vaguely seen.

Several people went in and took their seats one by one. Yue Niang followed in, told them a few cups of tea, then bowed, walked out of the boat, and stood at the bow.

"The Yue family is indeed the Yue family, and even the boaters are peerless beauties." Feng Zi glanced around as soon as she came in, and finally her eyes were frozen at the woman holding an umbrella behind the boat. Through the blurred door curtain, a graceful woman at the stern was holding a hand on the paddle, and she could only see the side and back. The woman was wearing a blue palace skirt, but a white scarf could be seen on her face. Although the door curtain was a little blurred and her face was also covered, the graceful, concave figure and the light and elegant temperament were very shaking.

Feng Zi's words woke up the people in the boat, and they all turned their heads to look. Flowers and plants and Feng Zi were the most direct, looking straight at the masked woman without turning their eyes, and they kept praising her mouth. Xue Wuhen's black and gray pupils flashed, and the folding fan in his hand waved and closed, as if he was very appreciative, but the greed flashed through his pupils betrayed his heart. Ye Qinghan took a look and then withdrew his eyes. The main reason was that Xue Wuhen's artificial expression on the opposite side made him feel very unpleasant and in the mood. Moreover, Feng Zi said that there were a group of women living in the island who had never seen men for many years, and he was a little scared.

Looking at Xue Wuhen on the opposite side, Ye Qinghan silently pinched his fingers. Thinking of Ye Qingniu's words that night three days ago, he let go of his fingers, picked up the tea on the table and started drinking.

That day, after he took the Long Shuiliu, he wanted to find something to take the opportunity to wipe out Xue Wuhen. But Ye Qingniu directly sent the seal to him and asked him to hold it back. That night, Ye Qingniu came to his sleeping place and had a secret talk with him. He told him that because of Ye Qingyu's affairs, the Xue family had compensated a lot of treasures, and these treasures were enough to exchange for a Spirit God Pill. Ye Qingniu told him that he must not hold it in his hands now. Once the Xue family's treasure is obtained, he can find an opportunity to make Xue Wuhen. Of course, he must be hidden and must be done cleanly without leaving any evidence.

When the Yue family has finished their business, they will go to the palace to fight. The three parties will fight in a melee. At that time, there will be opportunities to make Xue Wuhen. So Ye Qinghan can only hold it back at the moment, but fortunately, the fire he was holding on that day also leaked a little on Long Shuiliu, and he is not so angry now. Moreover, even though he knows that Xue Wuhen is the one he must kill and a dying person, there is no need to worry too much about a dead person.

"Yue Niang, why haven't you driven the boat?"

Everyone watched the charm of the woman who was rocking the boat after the boat for a while, and couldn't help but become more interested in entering Jinghu Island, and they couldn't wait. All the women who were rocking the boat were so outstanding, so could all the women inside be immortals?

"Several young men, wait, and there is another one. Uh! Here comes!" Yue Niang answered respectfully, and everyone looked at the boat in surprise. Who else is qualified to ride on the same boat with them? But when they saw a handsome face and slightly curved hair through the blurred curtains, they all smiled slightly.

"You are so early. The water has come late. I'll claim the guilt." Long Shuiliu walked in with a smile, greeted him politely, with a radiant look on his face. It was not obvious that it was a little different from the first meeting three days ago.

"Hello Brother Shui Liu!" Everyone on the boat smiled naturally, as if they had forgotten what happened a few days ago. They greeted him with a smile. Xue Wuhen folded the fan and pointed to the seat next to him, and poured a cup of tea for Long Shui Liu himself.

Ye Qinghan didn't say anything, nodded lightly, drank tea silently, but felt deeply impressed by Long Shuiliu's skin and prostrated himself.

Long Shuiliu picked up the tea and took a sip without hesitation, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

"I haven't talked about anything? I'm just lamenting the peerless charm of the women in the Yue family. Young Master Long and even the women on the Yue family are so stunning. It's hard to imagine how beautiful the women in Jinghu Island should be." Feng Zi looks like a well-developed limbs, but her mind is not simple. Although she heard that he has a bad temper, she looks very smooth today. Everyone doesn't offend, everyone has a good relationship, and is a versatile person.

"Oh?" Long Shuiliu looked at the back of the ship for a while, and showed an intoxicated expression, sighing: "Such a woman is so charming. It's a pity that she's covered her face and can't see her true face. It's a pity."

"Or, otherwise! A woman's mask is also a kind of hazy beauty. How can I say something? If I can't get it, the best one is. The woman in front of me will be deeply rooted in essence. If I can't see it clearly, it is more beautiful." Xue Wuhen smiled faintly, as if he did not care about the cold eyes handed over by Ye Qinghan, he waved his folding fan and unparalleled.

"Brother Wuhen, you should be a poet and be able to recite a good poem." Huacao smiled softly and sighed.

Feng Zi also nodded and sighed: "Brother Wuhen said it very well. I think I can add a moment to this day. The woman who was masked is also very beautiful."

"Extremely right, extremely right! Several words and words are carefully savored, and every word has profound meanings can be called literati and poets. In my opinion, a woman's mask is either extremely ugly or beautiful. I can foresee this woman being a beautiful woman." Long Shuiliu also nodded and shook her head slightly, and came up.

Ye Qinghan shook his head, but sighed deeply in his heart. Are these people actually comparing themselves to literary poets? Or is it true that the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave, and each generation is even more like the next wave.

"What? Mr. Han, do you have any other opinion?" Feng Zi said curiously when she saw Ye Qinghan shook her head silently.

"I have no opinion. I think Yue Niang should be asked to start the boat, otherwise I will not be able to catch lunch." Ye Qinghan said lightly, not wanting to express any opinions. Xue Wuhen's coquettish performance made him want to vomit, and the shameless addition of Long Shuiliu made the journey to Jinghu, which he was originally interested, become tasteless. He was stunned through the window, staring at the rippling lake water in the distance, and remembering Cangcheng's sister, and his mood became deeper.

"Uh, Nannan, let's drive the boat!" Yue Niang followed after coming in from the dragon water flowing in, standing quietly by the side, without saying anything, and without showing any performance. At this moment, seeing Ye Qinghan speak, she smiled slightly, and said to the woman behind the boat.

The woman behind the boat responded in a low voice. Although the voice was small, it was very crisp and moving, like the sound of an oriole. It made everyone feel numb and soft. Everyone present was at least a strong man from the general realm, and they could hear it clearly, and couldn't help but look at the woman behind the boat with even more interest.

The window slowly slid, broke through the water, and gradually headed towards the small island in the lake. Yue Niang looked at the woman behind the boat thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "Nannan, I sing a song for the young masters in the boat to explain the fatigue. What do the young masters think?"

When Long Shuiliu heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Uh? I can't ask for it."

"Look at me with your ears." Xue Wuhen also said with a smile, Feng Zi and Huacao also smiled slightly, while Ye Qinghan nodded lightly.

The masked woman behind the boat still didn't speak or turn around, shaking the boat silently, but after a long time, she sighed slightly and sang softly: "The shadow of the red tower is right at noon, the jade tree is dark and the moon is three. The greasy powder is dark and the silver is inscribed. The wrong knife cuts the mud gold shirt, the embroidered bed is afraid of causing the black dragon to bark, the brocade is sad to teach the blue bird to hold... The rich and rich characters are so refined that they can pity the good mother, the thousand flowers are half suitable for men, who can envy the mandarin ducks? The parrot is speechless and I am ashamed of myself, the waves are happy to swim and bee swell, and pretend to guess and whisper."

"I love the palms of lizards, and I always remember the light and draw the tortoiseshell hairpin. I have been sad for several years in the smoke cave. I am still sad all night. I am so embarrassed to be in front of the window. I am so embarrassed to be in vain in the world. I am so sad in the world that I am so happy... I have a fragrant gauze and secretly hang my sandalwood sleeves to learn to be ginseng. I must know that the fossil heart is difficult to settle, but it is so sweet that the clouds are divided. Seeing the scenery scattered, the sound of strings is still chasing to the south of the Yangtze River..."

The song is a poem, without the accompaniment of drum music, no lights and beautiful scenery, but just singing. The singing person has no special emotions in his voice, nor does he dance to add color to it, but everyone feels infatuated, as if he has flew to the heavenly palace and listened to the peerless fairy song sang by a fairy.

"Good songs, good songs, good poems, such good songs can only be found in heaven. How many times can I smell in the world? Miss Nannan, this song is really sung, and I am afraid that I will never know the taste of meat in March." After a long time, Long Shuiliu stood up with a loud slap, looking at the graceful figure behind the boat with affectionate feelings, and laughed.

"Bang!"

Xue Wuhen waved his folding fan and stood up, smiling and said, "It's indeed a good poem. Who can envy the mandarin ducks? I feel ashamed of the parrots without words. Why should I envy others? Why should I be ashamed of my daughter? You must know that with the girl's grace and talent, I am afraid that all the talents in the world will be attracted to the girl? At least the five of us are all fascinated by you, right?"

"Extremely right, very right! Singing so well. Although I, Lao Feng, don't understand the rhythm, I think even a pig can tell that this is a peerless song." Feng Zi laughed and flattered it with a cold joke.

Huacao also nodded and said seriously: "It's indeed an immortal song!"

Ye Qinghan sat there alone and continued to remain silent, half holding up the cup of tea, staring at the cup in front of him a little stupidly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Yue Niang couldn't help but feel curious and asked sideways: "Master Han, you think you are not singing well?"

The four of them turned around and looked at Ye Qinghan, and were also a little confused. It was the first time they heard such a nice song. Why did Ye Qinghan act so silent? He even said that he had a disdainful expression?

Ye Qinghan was still silent for a while while watching several people, then slowly drank the tea. Lei Ran said: "The song is a good song, the poem is a good poem, and it is also sung very well, but... the good mood created by this poem, this song and this scene have been ruined by some fools! It's so sad..."

Uh? What does this sentence mean?

Feng Zi and Huacao felt a little confused, Long Shuiliu and Xue Wuhen had a gloomy face. They heard the foolish point in Ye Qinghan's words, and Yue Niang had a glimmer in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were bent, showing a smile. Behind the boat, the masked woman who had never turned around suddenly turned around, and a pair of beautiful black shiny eyes on the white masked scarf had a faint interest...

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