Before both Yuan Dan and Xie Yi participated in Xingya, they saw Chu Jian's paintings, and Xie sent someone to call them away. When Liu Nong was accompanying Chu Jian to paint at the mountain drift, Xiao Ran, Huan Wen and others came to visit him, and after a brief chat, they all returned.

During this period, Zhou Yi finally realized where Liu Nong was and occasionally looked at him. Liu Nong sat upright and turned a blind eye to him. Without it, why bother to have to worry about a dying person?

The paintings painted by Chu Qi are panoramic pictures. When the sun is about to hang west, it has not yet been completed, so I missed this review. However, the paintings are indeed excellent, with magnificent waves and magnificent views. They are divided into three scenes, including most of the Jinghu Lake, the entire Wang family manor, as well as the pedestrians on the mountain and on the mountain. They are all included in the shape of the shape, the style of painting is quite ancient and ingenious. The landscape is the method of hierarchical dyeing, while the characters are the description of the spirit. The two are integrated into one and it is difficult to distinguish between each other. It is exactly the saying: People walk like painting landscapes, how can they know that landscapes are like paintings? People are also paintings.

Liu Nong sighed while watching: With this fixed technique alone, he can already see his skills, and he is probably comparable to Shu Yao. However, if you really want to finish this painting, you will not have to think about it for ten days or half a month!

After he finished his shape, he looked at the sky and coughed softly.

"Lao Zhan and Xu have been waiting for a long time, thank you for your shame!"

Chu Qi put his pen down, stared at it for a while, and then looked around. He saw that only he and Liu Nong were left in the mountains, with a slightly astringent expression, but there was a smile in his eyes, and he was obviously very satisfied with the painting.

Liu Nong smiled and said, "Ji Ye's painting is extremely magnificent. When the painting is completed, can you borrow Liu Nong's viewing?"

Chu Chou smiled and said, "Why do you need to borrow something? It's not bad if you send me a gift? Chu Chou originally wanted to make half a picture to make up the season, but he didn't expect to be unbearable to see the scenery for a while, so he just wanted to do it."

"Just make it good!"

Liu Nong sincerely praised him.

At that moment, the two of them went down the mountain along the pan-incidence path.

Xie Li was still immersed in the painting, with a leisurely expression and a smile on his lips; Liu Nong waved his wide sleeves and stepped on the clogs lightly; gusts of breeze hit, lifting up the corners of his robes, both of which were graceful young men.

When they reached the corner of the ancient locust tree, Yuan Dan and Xie Yi came from below. When they learned that Chu Li had missed the opportunity, they both expressed comfort. Chu Li's expression was as usual. He did not feel any annoyed, but instead said: Why regret? If you get a good work, it is enough to comfort me.

The sun is setting and the night moon is about to rise. Halfway up the mountain where the water flows, the maids stood on both sides of the Qing River carrying snow lamps as big as bowls, reflecting the fields with jade. Along the side of the stream, there are reed mats and placing a short table, with various fruits and snacks placed on it.

The men and women were in groups, chatting, singing, or drinking. Their expressions were all over the place. Under the osmanthus tree, the girls flashed bright eyes, surrounded by clusters of small wooden basins and small wine glasses, and raised their heads to look at the moon from time to time, and their faces were looking forward to it.

Ms. Yuan was wearing a beautiful peach-shaped skirt, wearing a fallen horse bun, and swaying with her hands on her waist. She knelt in a moon-white reed mat. She seemed dignified and quiet, gentle and elegant, but not in fact. If she looked closely, she was sitting impatiently, with half of her body leaning against the osmanthus tree behind her back, and her eyes that were like stars flashed left and right, as if she was looking for something.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened. Then he quietly closed his eyes, slowly facing Queen Yuan, and said in a soft voice: "Sister, I saw Brother."

"Oh, then..." Empress Yuan was lowering her head and counting the small wine glasses on the short table. There were fifteen of them, which could hold fifteen little moons, and she happened to be fifteen.

"Sister!!" Yuan's Nurse was slightly raised, her voice slightly heavier.

Queen Yuan raised her head, sat up slowly, folded her right hand with her left hand, quietly exerted force around her waist, stretched her slightly sour shoulders, and then smiled softly, "And then, little sister."

"then……"

Yuan Nv blinked her eyes, picked up a small wine glass on her desk, looked at it, and looked quite reluctant. She hesitated for a moment, and finally put it on the sister's desk and whispered: "Sister, then, you should call Brother to come and sit down."

"Why don't you..."

Queen Yuan smiled slightly, followed the little sister's gaze, her expression was still stunned, and her words stopped abruptly. She saw a few young men looking around on the small bridge diagonally opposite them, one of which was Brother A, and there was a beautiful crane.

Slowly.

Queen Yuan frowned slightly, stretched out three fingers, pinched the small wine glass at the corner, gently put it back on the little sister's desk, and whispered: "Girl, don't mess around! If you let brother know, how do you teach Liu Langjun how to deal with yourself?" She had already advised her. There was a world of difference between Yuan and Liu, Chen County, and Huating, and her hope was extremely slim, and Liu Langjun might not be willing. But according to her personality, it would be difficult...

"snort!"

Yuan's mouth was pouting, and he was depressed and thought to himself: "If I call you, the beautiful crane will probably not come. But if you don't call you, he will not come! What if you don't, let alone come! Why, try it?" He raised his eyebrows and wanted to get up to greet her brother.

Xie Zhenshi on the other side had already stood up and called to Xie Yi and others: "Brother!"

Hearing the call, Xie Yi and others looked back together.

Xie Yi, who was looking for them everywhere, looked happy and said with a smile: "It's great, come with me, Ji Ye!" After saying that, he stepped across the bridge and walked.

Liu Nong walked to the osmanthus tree and used the white light to clarify Yuan Nuzheng under the tree. He frowned slightly and looked left and right. Seeing that there was still an empty case on the edge, he wanted to go to sit down.

Yuan was quietly glanced at Liu Nong, and Ran Ran sat up straight, playing with the bronze wine glass in her hand, and said in a whisper: "Langjun Liu, that's Brother Shang's position."

Um!

Upon hearing this, Liu Nong suddenly paused, his sword eyebrows raised, his expression slightly unnatural.

"It's true that I am." Xie Shang shook his wide sleeves, slowly came from the source of the stream, smiled slightly at Liu Nong, and sat behind the desk.

"Feel sorry!"

Liu Nong's face was a little awkward, bowed slightly, and looked around the fields to find a space, but they came late, so there was no room for spare, unless Lai Fu was asked to set up the case again, but it was already late at this time.

"Seeing!"

Yuan Dan waved to Liu Nong, then pointed to the empty seat beside him, and smiled and said, "Why do you want to go to another place and sit here?"

At present, everyone is sitting, only Liu Nong.

Liu Nong thought for a moment, if he was still stuck, wouldn’t it be too much? He immediately calmed down his concerns, smiled casually, and stepped onto the desk a few steps. He gently brushed his robe and sat down slowly, without looking at him.

The faint fragrance was soaking beside her, and the corners of Yuan's mouth were slightly raised, slightly raised.

Just at this time, the moon starts.

The full moon flows quietly, and the sky reflects the seal into the sky. When I first saw the moon light and hazy, it seemed as if someone accidentally threw the jade jade into the ink; it gradually became bright and bright, with spots swaying shadows, which made the beautiful moon look simple and light. I don’t know when, like the light of water and light, it was like a cloud of smoke. In a silent way, the earth was unified and all was in vain. The snow lamps in the hands of the maids were covered by the moonlight, just like bright insects.

When the moon is in the middle, there is only this jade moon in the sky and under the earth, and there is nothing else.

At the source of the water, several people with brocade robes and clothes sat behind the desk. Xie, Wang Kan, and Ji Zhan were all here, and there was still one man with brocade robes and jade crowns. He was about twenty years old, his eyebrows were like willow sweeping. His eyes were as bright as beads; his nose was slanted, his lips were slightly weak, and he pursed shallows, and his sword became thin. Because the night was hazy, this man sat silently in the low bed behind the three people, and there was a huge rock covering his side. He told people to vaguely ignore his shadow.

At this time, Xie Li twisted his body slightly and laughed softly, "Too..."

"Mr. Young Sect!"

The man in the brocade robe leaned against the carved railing on the side of the bed, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and looked comfortable. He casually raised the white cleat in his hand, suppressed Xie's words, and then smiled indifferently: "It's okay to call me to tell the earth!"

Daoji...

Xie Li's thick eyebrows were quiet, but he smiled and said, "Dao, Dao, on the night of mid-autumn, the moon is already occupied. What is better for Dao Ji to open the axis?"

The man from the brocade robe raised the white lee in his hand slightly, then slowly pulled it down, bowed his hand, and smiled and said, "Mr. Young Confucian, Mr. Yan Yuan and Ji Jun are both famous scholars in the world, and they are all beautiful in the world. How dare Daoji be in front of him? Please ask three people to open the scroll. Daoji is still waiting to hear poetry and essays and chase the moon!" As he said that, he blinked. (Ji Zhan, Jiang Zuo Wujun!)

"Yes!"

Ji Zhan held the long beard and smiled and said, "Young scholars are open to the axe, and old people are waiting for you!"

Xie Li quietly glanced at the brocade man and Ji Zhan, and secretly made some preparations. Seeing that the moon had already risen, everyone was visiting this place, but it was not convenient to stay there for a long time. So he caught the wine cup on the table, stood up slowly, stepped out of the low table, and welcomed the waterside, holding the wine cup as an invitation.

Wait until the quietness is everywhere, I said loudly: "It's just midnight, the moon is sitting in the sky, the cool breeze is gathered together in the stream; the jade above the head is just like the eyes of Xizi, without covering; the lords beside me are like the talent of Shaobo, without covering; I look at this moon, I am very happy to see you; I wish to drink this wine to worship the moon in bright light! I wish to drink this wine to tell the curtain to the sky! I wish to share with you with this wine!" (Talk the curtain, the curtain, and the aspirations)

"Share with you!"

All the people here stood up and met, and even the little girls were no exception.

Xie Li held the wine cup, looked up to the sky, and invited the moon in one fell swoop, and then slowly sprinkled the wine into the stream, and everyone followed. At this time, the moonlight projected in, the crown and the veil were gathered into the nine-turn song, and it was just a painting made by the moon.

After the ceremony, Xie took another one and placed it on the lantern of the magnolia flowers. The orchid that was chasing the bright and dying eyes walked with the water. He bowed deeply and turned it into the desk.

Qushui Liushang, begin.

At this moment, a woman played the flute, and the sound of the flute was quietly and soft, as bright as the moon, as she was in her crown and robe, and the moon was in love with her. The little Nana surrounds the whole scene like a fluffy. The tone is pure and gentle, as slow as a chant, which makes the people who hear it feel relaxed and not sad, and will not fall into it.

Just like this scene, gentleness is not charming.

There were so many cups and chats everywhere, and there were constant laughter.

Queen Yuan stretched out a finger and lit the small wine glass in front of her with the scales, with her mouth curved and her eyebrows also curved.

"Puff!"

Yuan was looking at Sister A and smiled sweetly, and said softly: "If Sister A is thinking that this annoying Qushui Liushang will end soon, it would be better to go to the person who plays the flute and make him not stop the song. This three-wheeled wine should be extremely fast!"

"My lady, don't talk nonsense!"

Empress Yuan said coquettishly, and her pink face turned red quietly. Their moon-chasing play must be after Qushui Liushang. Then she thought, I am afraid that all the girls from aristocratic families are looking forward to the end soon.

The orchid lantern floats in the water, flowing with the momentum, coming to a small vortex, swaying and swaying.

The sound of the flute is quietly hidden.

Someone caught a lamp and smiled brightly, and his eyebrows were raised. It was Wang Xizhi.

Wang Xizhi held the wine cup, pondered for a moment, and chanted loudly: "The flowers in the orchid pavilion are disordered, so don't leave each other after that; the faint and quiet air brings tranquility, and the wind and moon comparing the heavenly mind..."

After a poem was finished, everyone praised it.

Ji Zhan smiled and said, "What a wonderful thing! I understand each other. Although Yi Shao is not good at writing poetry, his temperament is as noble as orchid, and his posture is as good as a bamboo, which is comparable to the moon. If this poem is about the idea, it should be based on the same rank. If it is about words and sentences, it is also a work of the best!"

Xie smiled and said, "That's right!"

"It's too good to praise!"

Wang Kan invited him to drink the wine glass, although he was humble and smiled on his face.

Lanting Flowers are disorderly...

When Wang Xizhi got up, Liu Nong held the wine glass and paused slightly. When he heard him chanting the poem, he suddenly wondered: How did he chant the meaning of "Preface to the Lanting Collection"? Tonight was obviously mid-autumn, not the third day of the third month of the Shangsi, and there were nearly a hundred people here, and they were not in line with the forty-two friends in Lanting. Could it be that the historical records were wrong?

I thought about it again: Well, I am afraid that the preface he wrote in the future is a remembrance today...

As I was thinking, the sound of the flute stopped again.

Xie Shang leaned over lazily and twisted the wine cup into his hand. He glanced at an osmanthus tree in the distance. He saw someone under the tree catching a flute and throwing it back. The corner of his mouth secretly cracked and said slowly: "The fragrance of osmanthus is burning in Chang'e Palace, and it is just the same as ancient times. The Nine Heavens Goddess should regret yesterday, stealing medicine and falling into the dream world..."

After the chanting, I didn’t want anyone to praise me. I put the wine on my lips, sucked it gently, and drank it all.

Wang Kan smiled and said, "The posture of Renzu is so beautiful; his nature is invisible, and it seems clear and clear! Well, this poem should be the best."

"Thank you!"
To be continued...