"I have not yet cried through the "Yangguan" and I have more meals after the rest of my fame and fortune. The water floats in the sky and sends endless trees, and burys half of the mountain with rain and clouds.

The past and present are thousands of regrets, but only separation and reunion are joys and sorrows?”

Xu Xian’s voice resounded on the Qinhuai River!

Chu Chu, who had not spoken behind Xu Xian, quickly recorded the poem with a pen.

And this poem also made the two old men who had embarked on the boat stop.

They looked at Xu Xian blankly and murmured the words just now.

It was also at this time that Xu Xian's last two sentences exploded in their ears like thunder!

"There is no evil in the river head, and other people are... it is difficult to walk!!"

The thunderclap actually made the pen in Chuchu's hand fall off with a "click".

Qian Kun, Lu Hai and others looked at Xu Xian in shock, but they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Okay! What a 'There is no evil in the Jiangtou, and it's hard to travel around the world'! Hahaha... Xu Erlang! What a 'Xu Erlang in Qiantang! Hahaha..."

The two old men left with a long smile, and Chuchu came to her senses only now.

But she quickly took out her pen and added the last two sentences of the poem.

"Chinese, this poem..."

Xu Xian smiled and yawned.

Only then did he feel the trouble, waved his hand to Chuchu and said softly: "Although it is a gift to Lu Ergong, if you want to sing, just take it."

At this time, Zheng Ercheng, who was a little transparent all night, jumped out of nowhere and smiled at Xu Xian.

"Brother Hanwen, I have just recorded all your poems!"

Xu Xian rolled his eyes at the boy helplessly: "Master! You are really...When the Sa family and Ye Bohan and others squirted, why didn't you say anything?!"

"They want to seek death on their own, why should I stop these people who commit suicide?!"

But Zheng Ercheng smiled and squeezed his eyes at Xu Xian.

"Do you know the song "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" you made, even Mr. Wen praised it! It was the one you wrote when you were eight years old, and I don't know how much better than them!"

Chu Chu's eyes suddenly shone with the four words "Song of the Peach Blossom Temple".

Xu Xian was helpless. After all, Zheng Ercheng was a fellow villager in Qiantang, so he naturally knew the song "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" he made back then.

However, at that time, Xu Shu was worried that Xu Xian would become famous and eventually hurt Zhongyong, so he strictly forbidden the scholars in Qiantang to spread the matter.

Xu Xian never wrote poems for many years, and after a long time, everyone almost forgot about this.

"Chinese writing also wrote "Song of Peach Blossom Temple"?! But I don't know if I am lucky..."

Before Xu Xian could speak, Chu Chu's eyes were already lit up behind her.

But at this time, Xu Xian was sleepy and rushed to sleep, so he joked at Chuchu and said, "Shajia can give this poem to the girl, but he has to borrow it to take a break."

Chuchu's face turned red when she heard this, but she nodded very quickly.

Seeing this, Zheng Ercheng smiled and got up, he asked the maid to prepare a small boat for him, without waiting for Xu Xian to speak.

After getting off the boat, he started chanting at the boat from afar.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and Peach Blossom Fairy in Taohuawu. Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms and sold wine for money."

Xu Xian couldn't help but smile when he looked at this guy's figure.

This poem is also one of his favorite poems.

"I just sit in front of the flowers when I wake up, but I still come to sleep under the flowers when I get drunk. I am half awake and half drunk day after day, and the flowers fall and bloom year after year."

Xu Xian followed Zheng Ercheng to join this section, and Zheng Ercheng on the boat immediately became interested.

"I hope that I will die of old age and not bow in front of the carriage and horse. Those who have enough dust and horses will be rich, and those who have poor branches will be lucky."

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and Zheng Ercheng stopped immediately after he finished reading this.

Xu Xian laughed and said.

"If you compare wealth and honor to poverty, one on the flat ground and the other on the sky. If you compare poverty and honor to chariots and horses, he will drive me to free."

Zheng Ercheng also laughed loudly, and the two of them whispered the last long whisper at the same time.

"Others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at me for not seeing through it. I don't see the tombs of heroes in Wuling, and I can make fields without flowers or wine!"

After reading the last sentence, Zheng Ercheng clasped his fists at Xu Xian from afar and shouted: "Brother Hanwen, brother, I wish you a spring dream without trace! Hahaha..."

Xu Xian listened to the slut's joke and laughed and scolded the thief.

Then he asked Chuchu to lead him to the room. He was so tired that he didn't want to talk anymore.

I fought with two old guys all night, and I had to pay attention to the degree of being happy.

This made him feel very uncomfortable. After all, these two people are not like their teacher, the old man in the mansion, and can accept his ruthless thoughts.

But it is rare to meet someone who can chat with him a little bit, and Xu Xian's desire to tell him nothing.

Chu Chu blushed in front of him and led the way ahead of Xu Xian.

She had thought countless times about what kind of person her innocence would give to.

Even in my dream, such a person appeared.

The man's appearance was so vague, he just hugged himself gently and hugged himself gently into his arms.

He was sold into a brothel since childhood. With his diligence and talent, he practiced all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to the level of a great man. Finally, he redeemed the contract of selling with the pity of the previous prefect.

With the current atmosphere, Chuchu hopes to have a man who is good to him, who can truly understand himself and pity himself.

She was born in a brothel and dared not expect any good destination.

She knew the filthiness of those talented men under their elegant faces better than anyone else.

Because of so many years of hard work, she refused to let them take advantage of it.

With such a beautiful dream, she never thought she would meet a man like Xu Xian.

Qiantang killed Xu Erlang, which was also famous for the Qinhuai River.

After all, Qiantang is not far from Yingtian Mansion, and those who dare to kill Prince Liang must be vicious in everyone's hearts!

When he first met, Xu Xian really looked like a fierce and evil spirit.

However, when he got on the boat and kissed him, Chu Chu, who was facing Xu Xian, suddenly felt that this man was extraordinary!

He is not as rough as he looks, nor as fierce as he is born.

The look he looked at himself was completely different from the look he looked at him.

There is no pleasing, no contempt, there is only cleanness and clarity.

He would be angry that he would put him on the shelves, but he would not care about it deeply.

He obviously didn't care about his identity as a firework woman, but he wouldn't look up because of her figure and appearance.

And his attitude was never arrogant. He even politely greeted the little maid who poured his wine with a smile.

What he carries... is a breath that makes Chuchu feel inexplicably throbbing, a breath that she longs for a long time.

If Xu Xian knew what Chuchu was thinking, he would definitely tell her: This is just equality, people... are born equal!

However, what Chuchu didn't expect was that Xu Xian's sexy operation soon appeared again.
Chapter completed!