Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 530 Lost in the bamboo forest, danger is approaching (1)
When the city was broken, the moon was waning in the sky.

At that glance, your smile faded like a flash in the blink of an eye.

The bloody wind tore the flag to pieces, and the lights at the top of the city were finally extinguished.

I can't see your head hanging high and your eyes contemptuous.

Incinerated butterflies with broken roots and leaves.

Break free from the sadness frozen in front of the eye sockets.

Blood flowed through Changjie's ears, killing endlessly.

The guarded castle whimpered in the heavy rain.

Many years later, history books still write about this night.

The long steps of bluestone are dyed with life and death.

What is heard is like an end, and what is seen is destroyed.

The gentle, the most decisive, the falling Zeng swayed.

Suddenly, the long night that is fading has been bid farewell.

Wash away all sins before dawn.

Someone shouts your name until the hoarse.

If the soul can perceive Huangquan, it will not be forgotten.

I don't remember whether it's cloudy or sunny. I've seen flowers bloom and wither.

Gradually recall the difference between joy and hate.

Wang Cheng's surname has been rewritten and I am still here watching the night.

What are you waiting for to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly from the ashes.

It is fate that is familiar in reincarnation like an illusion.

The fire broke the sky and the stars poured out.

The horse's hooves crushed the fallen leaves without end.

The blood rolling into the dust is as bright as that instant.

Eyebrows that are too far away to see clearly.

At the end of the memory, the wind is still bitter.

The buried bones and blood sank in the night.

The past is cold and drifting unfinished.

I remember the first snow after the sun, moon and cicadas in the city.

The drizzle on the eaves stops in the season of first sight.

Hide the old oath with the most plain words.

The spring breeze is greener than the willow leaves, you once smiled innocently.

Eyebrows that are too far away to see clearly.

At the end of the memory, the wind is still bitter.

The buried bones and blood sank in the night.

The past is cold and drifting unfinished.

I remember the first snow after the sun, moon and cicadas in the city.

The drizzle on the eaves stops in the season of first sight.

Hide the old oath with the most plain words.

The spring breeze is greener than the willow leaves, you once smiled innocently.

Traveling against the wind through the wilderness, it's too late to say goodbye.

Forget all timidity before dawn.

From then on, I will use my eyes to see the world for you.

At the end of thousands of clouds and mountains and thousands of layers of sky, the city never sleeps.

It is vaguely the moon at the gate of the city in the old days.

The white figure is as clear as water at night.

Give me a moment to see you for real.

The flowers behind me bloom into snow and never fade in the moonlight.

The song ends, the dance ends, the sound stops, and the pen falls.

with a snap.

Qiu Mingyue dropped the last word, which happened to block Luo Zhuyin's way out.

Luo Zhuyin trembled all over and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the rice paper on the desk flew up, and the brush and ink were dyed, clearly reflecting the words of the poem in every pair of pupils.

Chima Manto, Nishi-North-South-North.

I am not afraid of being shattered, and I must leave my innocence in the world.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

The spring breeze blew away the fallen leaves, the fallen flowers polluted the air, and the air fascinated the heartstrings, just like the mesmerizing singing and dancing of the piano.It's also like that gorgeous and gorgeous weeping blood peach blossom, and it's also like the stern firelight that night...

In the firelight, Luo Zhuyin's pale face and wry smile were reflected.

"I lost."

Everyone woke up suddenly.

She had regained her composure, and said lightly: "Qijue of Kyoto, as it should be."

The Seven Wonders of Kyoto?

Everyone gasped again.What an honor is this?
Although it only came from the mouth of a woman, it was shocking enough.

The "Shuangjue of Piano and Dance" of that year came from a poetry meeting three years ago.

At that time, there were also many ladies from famous families in Kyoto and talented young scholars present, originally they were only appreciating poems and discussing prose.But then it slowly evolved into the female protagonists showing their talents.In the end, the two sisters of the Yin family performed the piano dance together, which amazed everyone at the time.

But I didn't want to, suddenly the breeze was blowing, the shawl was falling, and there was a sound.

"One qin and one dance, you deserve the title of double perfection." Everyone came back to their senses at once, but they could only see the black clothes flying, and the figure swept across the river boat like the wind and disappeared without a trace.

But someone recognized him, and that person was the famous No. [-] son in the world.

Since then, Qinwu Shuangjue was born.

However today, Luo Zhuyin challenged Qiu Mingyue to his chess skills and was defeated by him, but he called them 'Kyoto Seven Wonders'.

This is even more shocking than the first son's qin and dance performance three years ago.However, for some reason, no one dared to refute.

No matter what the people present thought, whether it was jealousy or hatred, etc., they could not criticize or refute such comments.

They ask themselves what they have learned in their life, even if they are not the best, but at least they can be listed in the hall of elegance.However, at this moment, after seeing seven people with different but equally outstanding talents, none of them dared to say loudly that they were not worthy of the word 'excellent'.

Because they can't beat it.Qiu Mingyu looked at Qiu Mingyue with hatred, her eyes almost crushed her to pieces.Qiu Minglan also gritted her teeth and stared at Qiu Mingyue, never expecting that Qiu Mingyue is proficient in chess.

Everyone present has different thoughts.

Only Feng Qingyue, who seemed to have expected this result long ago, had a faint smile on her lips.It's just that no one saw the smile flowing like water, staining his eyebrows and eyes.At that moment, the magnificent eyes that had been indifferent and dead for many years were shining brightly, more dazzling and charming than the sparkling water of the green lake under the sunlight.

As soon as Qiuming Yuepu looked up, he happened to meet such a pair of eyes, he couldn't help being startled, and secretly cursed evildoers.In the past, I only thought that this person was like a high sun in the clouds, and he couldn't explain one thing or two with all his splendor in the world.But now I feel that this man is really a evil evildoer who is really a disaster for the country.Not only beautiful, but also demon, seductive to the bone, but her temperament is as refined as a nine-day celestial being.Such two contradictory temperaments are perfectly combined in him.

Qiu Mingyue really had to lament the unfairness of the creator.

A man can actually grow into such a shape, how can women in the world live?Are you going to hit the wall?

At this moment, Old Princess Luo spoke, "Good music, good lyrics, good poetry, good painting, good dancing, good swords, good chess, and even better."

Everyone was startled again.

The old concubine Luo said six good words in a row, but added a 'more' to the last piece.That is to say, Qiu Mingyue plays chess with plain hands, which is better than just dancing in elegant clothes, matching qin and music, infecting ink and painting, and collecting poems and discussing Fu.

She, what can she do?

Qiu Mingyu gritted her teeth angrily, her eyes were like sharp swords suddenly stabbing at Qiu Mingyue coldly.

And the others present here are already mesmerized.At this time, you are not only obsessed with the passionate sound of the piano, not only with the graceful dancing posture, but also with the poems and paintings made with slender hands, and with the graceful and majestic sword dance. , not only obsessed with such a magnificent and noisy environment, but also a stunning woman who still sits calmly and plays chess with bare hands.

(End of this chapter)