Li Shu paused slightly, and the watery peach blossom eyes were brighter than the moonlit night. He shyly lowered his eyes and continued to walk forward quickly: "I didn't say anything, my father was joking with me."

"Is that so?..." I pulled Li Shu and stopped wherever I was, reached out and raised Li Shu's chin, and showed a kind smile to the shy and beautiful girl. We have something to ask.

"But why did I hear your father say he was very anxious?!" He continued to tease the beauty whose neck was so embarrassed that she was red.

"Smile Junlang, you obviously eavesdropped on the side, but you were deliberately!" Li Shu finally broke out in shame and anger, and rushed towards us with a twitch. This young man rushed forward with a smirk, letting this beautiful girl catch a hole, haha...

Similarly, Nacai, Naji, Nazheng, and requesting appointments are extremely strict. After all, the names of the four major clans are not built, and even marrying a granddaughter is like this. I don’t know how Uncle Cheng survived it at that time. The Fang family was very troubled, and all the relatives entered the Fang Mansion. The clan elders in the royal family felt honored to be able to make a marriage with the Cui Family in Qinghe. They seemed to be more excited than marrying the emperor’s daughter, and worked hard. These old men in their sixties and seventies have become the real masters of the Fang Mansion.

Although my mother was strong, she was embarrassed to reject the good intentions of the old man's uncles and had to retreat to the second line. Fortunately, I didn't need to come forward. I would play cards with these beautiful girls at home every day, swinging and kicking keys. In short, all entertainment activities not only promoted everyone's communication, but also made them look harmonious. Wan'er and Ling'er were not as tight as Fang Laizhi, and occasionally they dared to make fun of the clumsy appearance of this young master kicking keys.

Of course, all these activities are only dared to play in our yard. Even my elder sister likes to get to me and play with these women. The third sister of the palace maid and sister often comes to visit the door. This beautiful and clever girl is very happy with the elder sister and Li Shu. She is sweet-mouthed and talks, and she is so confusing that she is both overwhelmed.

The third sister Runniang has a strong learning ability and her violin skills are improving rapidly, which shows that the bloodline of the palace maid's sister's family is quite good, of course, it is a little worse than that of our Fang family.

"The sound of the piano is really good. Erlang, you have to give me a gift at that time." The elder sister occupied my recliner and even my girl. The elder sister stayed on the recliner and didn't know what was quarreling with Li Shu sitting next to him, and the two of them laughed in a mess. Excessive!

"Don't worry, sister, please speak, how dare I not obey my second brother? I will give you ten pieces of hand." I held my hands and urged my third sister Runniang to practice D minor tunes.

The eldest sister raised her face and smiled at me, "I went to the village with your brother-in-law yesterday, and it was so lively. The dam was specially invited to give a lecture. At night, the entire dam was full of money, and Erlang really wanted to recruit. Those illiterate farmers are still very familiar with the special festivals in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

"There are stories in the countryside?" Oh, this really made me curious. I lifted a stool and sat in front of my elder sister and asked-

"Of course there are. Nowadays, those storytellers are very sensible. Not to mention your "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", any interesting stories are all taken as a scene in Chang'an. The wealthy families in the countryside sometimes invite these storytellers to go there. The common people in the temple were very jealous, and almost all changed to storytellers."

After hearing what my elder sister said, I was very pleased. Yes, the first point is the emergence and development of the profession of a storyteller. In my opinion, this is the progress and development of society. Well, of course, the founder and the founder are me, the second man in the Fang Mansion. I wonder if the storytellers in later generations will regard us as their ancestors and worship the portraits. In that case, we will be the two ancestors and leaders of the art world like Emperor Minghuang of Tang, hehehe...

"Why did Erlang smile so frightened with this expression? When you go, look at your appearance, I almost lost my appetite." My sister didn't understand the soul of our outstanding young people who were eager to transform a new history.

"That's a good thing, great. I will definitely have a lot of works to be published in the future. Sister, please wait and see. Maybe in the future, the entire Tang Dynasty will be full of storytellers. For cultural exchanges, yes, in short, good things will be done!" I was happy, so happy, so excited that I passed the excitement, and I had to find something to vent. But now my elder sister and the third sister Runniang are all here. Well, as a master of the Tang Dynasty Academy, it is also a good choice to vent with swordsmanship.

With a set of sword techniques, I looked up at the sky. Cotton white clouds were floating by in the clear sky. Tang Dynasty, one day, we will deeply engrave the famous saying "The second man from the Fang Mansion visited here and changed a few parts" on the wheel of the prosperous feudal society and history of the Tang Dynasty! Well, this is the great tradition of the Chinese nation and must be carried forward.

Finally, it was our turn to appear again. We continued to apply white pink rouge on our face and wear big red flowers on our heads. Li Shu also squeezed in to join in the fun. She smiled heartlessly, even better than my elder sister.

Then there was another sacrificial activity. With the earnest instructions and hopes of the older generation of the Fang clan, he finally left the Fang Mansion and headed towards the Cheng Mansion when the sunset was setting. This time, the minister was still the familiar Li Yexu.

The rules are really cumbersome, and it is more troublesome than marrying Uncle Li's daughter. Uncle Cheng's family and the four major clans who came to the front hall made speeches one by one. In short, if you have a good literary talent, we are here to marry a wife, not to listen to the spells. We have been busy in the front hall for more than hours, and it is finally over.

Uncle Cheng and the six youth versions of Uncle Cheng both wore big red flowers and had a beard and face painted with powder. There was really no word to describe his appearance. Not to mention me, I was afraid that the gods would lose all their magic skills when they saw it, and crawled to find a place to vomit.

But one and two of them didn't realize it and squeezed all over me. In short, I asked me to treat his daughter or their girls well. I opened and closed my mouth in front of me, and the powder on my face was almost drenched by the spit.

After getting rid of these people, he finally came to the boudoir of Cheng Luanluan, who was covered with red silk. The white curtain was half rolled up, and the exquisite face flashed by with a smile. What a beauty.

"What a beauty!" This is very sympathetic, but I just thought about the problem in my heart. Which guy, who? He turned his head viciously. Damn, Li Yexu's appearance is really. If he hadn't been asked to chant makeup poems later, I would like to throw this pervert directly into the pond.

"Brother Jun is really lucky!" Li Yexu quickly bowed to me and congratulated me, with a very emotional and regretful expression.

"Where is it, it's just a marriage. I said, brother, this is not the time to express my feelings, so why don't you recite the makeup poem?" Under my urging, Li Yexu shook his head and recited three poems.

I heard footsteps sounding on the stairs. I stretched out my head and saw, "Hey, it's not right. This girl is not Cheng Luanluan, why did she change someone?"

"Sister asked me to hand over this piano to you, saying that I had agreed with you." The shy girl handed the piano case to me at home, and suddenly turned her head and rushed back upstairs. What a shame, it's really.

Li Yexu looked at the things in my hand curiously: "Brother Jun, what's this thing? It looks like a flat gourd." Oh my god, why do everyone ask this question when they see this master's magic weapon for the first time? I was so angry that I glared at this guy with hatred and took a long breath. On a happy day, I can't be defeated by these hateful guys. Look, the moonlight is so bright, the girl in the Cheng family is so watery, and the world is so beautiful.

In front of the half-do of youthful uncle Cheng, Li Yexu and Hua Mei were waving, he opened the piano box, picked up my master's magic weapon, coughed, and took a few steps forward with a few steps high. A beautiful violin music followed me, in the backyard of Cheng Mansion, in front of Cheng Luanluan's boudoir, in front of everyone's ears, the moonlight poured like mercury, and this wonderful music stretched out its unparalleled sound quality and attachment to the bright moon.

The bright moon sends lovesickness thousands of miles away. This beautiful and extremely smooth song, besides Liang Zhu, was my favorite in the past life. Many poems about watching the moon and savoring the moon describe the beauty and desolation of love in the world, as well as endless thoughts and sentiments, so there was also a sigh of Shu Dada: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with wine"-

The stretching sound of the piano was like the longing in the heart, as thick as wine and as thick as honey, carrying the sadness and grace of Song Ci. People were now like being wrapped in sorrow and loneliness again and again. More and more people were gathering, and it seemed that someone was rushing towards this place in the front hall. A group of scholars dressed in literati shook their heads, half-closed their eyes, and looked so intoxicated that they could not be themselves.

Yes, in addition to being gentle, the beauty of Song lyrics requires a strong thought and insight to make the intoxicating scenery and paintings, make longing into poems, and make sadness into sentences, so that many descendants can wet their eyes in their chanting. Those crystal clear words that flow through famous quotes will surely be budding in the soft river of longing, stretching, blooming, and blooming, and blooming the purple and colorful flowers.
Chapter completed!