Chapter 114

Liu Xiu faced the crowd and thought carefully. He took a glass of wine and drank it with his head up. After thinking for a moment, a light flashed in Liu Xiu's eyes.

"Yes!"

A bright smile appeared in Liu Xiu's eyes.

This curtain fell in Huang Yueying's eyes, which made her more excited. Huang Yueying knew Liu Xiucai's name, but she was shocked to see Liu Xiu's poems.

Zhuge Liang took the initiative to pour wine for Liu Xiu and said, "master Xiu, please."

"Thank you very much."

Liu Xiu was not polite at all. After drinking, he stood up.

When he came to the hall, Liu Xiu looked at Pang Tong in a woman's dress and said, "Shi Yuan, my poem is called autumn wind CI."

As soon as the name of the poem came out, people began to think. Autumn is the bleak season. In the name of qiufengci, there is a trace of sadness. Before the poem came out, there was a touch of sadness in people's hearts.

Liu Xiu's eyes turned and fell on Huang Yueying.

A mouth, the voice is slow and low.

"The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright!"

"The fallen leaves gather and scatter, and the jackdaws are startled."

"When shall we meet? I'm sorry for the night

"Enter my Acacia door, know I Acacia pain."

"looks like everlasting longing for each other, and is short of Acacia."

"If I had known so much, I would not have known each other at the beginning."

A poem of autumn wind is not only a typical Yuefu poem, but also an excellent one. It is full of sadness and sadness, which makes people feel a little sad.

Lingering resentment, aftertaste.

After a taste, Sima Hui commented: "autumn wind, autumn moon, fallen leaves, jackdaws, everywhere are sad things, the atmosphere is desolate, and the heart is colder, which perfectly meets the requirements of Shi Yuan."

At this time, Huang Yueying's eyes were moist.

The poem contains feelings, Huang Yueying seems to think of the sad scene, naturally, heart down. Take a deep breath, Huang Yueying's face shows a smile, proud of Liu Xiu.

This man of outstanding talent is her companion all her life.

Pang Tong stretched out his hand and pointed to Liu Xiu. He could not speak any more. He murmured, "I, I, I'm convinced. I finally know why Cao Cao calls you Mr. Liu. You are a monster. "

Zhuge Liang sighed and sighed: "as soon as master Xiu came out, anyone who dares to write poetry again will be insulted."

They all nodded and were conquered by Liu Xiu's poems.

Liu Xiu returned to his seat and said, "Shiyuan, it's your turn to dance. But what kind of dance are you going to do? "

Pang Tong snorted: "it's just dancing. It's not really difficult. Look at it." This time, Pang Tong's dance was a new one. His every move was extremely rigid, just like a strong man's dance. Instead of twisting his hips and waist, it was a sacrificial dance.

In the hall, no one laughed again.

One by one, they all nodded slightly.

Although Pang Tong's appearance was very common, his sacrificial dance was very strong.

At the end of the song, there was a lot of applause.

Liu Xiu praised: "Shiyuan, this song and dance is most suitable for you."

Pang Tong raised his chin slightly and said with pride, "of course, this is my best dance." He was like a peacock, which made the people in the hall laugh.

As the banquet continued, various links were added.

Some tease Liu Xiu, some tease Huang Yueying, or talk about the marriage of Zhuge Liang and Xu Shu.

In a word, the party was very lively.

Just in all people's hearts, and gave birth to a trace of parting emotions. The practice in the evening, though practiced by Liu Xiu, is, in a sense, the practice among the disciples of lumen mountain.

After tonight, many people will go their separate ways, and it is difficult to return to lumen mountain.

The banquet lasted until late into the night.

Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong, Xu Shu and others are already drunk.

Pang Degong, Sima Hui and Huang Chengyan were toasted in turn, and they were already confused.

Only Liu Xiu is sober.

Liu Xiu called his housekeeper Pang Fu, told people to take all the people down to rest, and asked people to clean the hall. After all this, Liu Xiucai looks at Huang Yueying not far away.

In the evening, Huang Yueying did not drink.

Now, Huang Yueying is still sober.

Liu Xiu waved and said, "Yueying, let's walk outside."

Huang Yueying gave a hum and walked out side by side with Liu Xiu. Two people naturally hand in hand, out of the hall, out of the door, in a flat place, choose a rock to sit on.

The moon at the end of August is not a disk, but a crescent moon.

The cool moonlight came down, the cool wind on the hillside, the hazy moonlight, very comfortable.

Huang Yueying leaned on Liu Xiu and said, "third brother, I love the poems at night." Her face was still a little hot, and the thought of Liu Xiu's poem for her was a burst of joy.Liu xiudao: "Yueying, when I take Yuzhang County, I will propose to Mr. Chengyan."

"Well!"

Huang Yueying's heart had already been tied to Liu Xiu.

Liu Xiu looked at Huang Yueying and said, "writing poems at the banquet is in response to Shi Yuan's request. In fact, I wrote a poem for you. It's different from the ancient poem, but it's unique. It's for you."

"Really?"

Huang Yueying's heart is full of surprises.

With a trace of banter in his eyes, Liu Xiu said, "nature is real."

Huang Yueying said, "speak quickly."

Liu xiudao said, "you have to kiss me first. Shiyuan dances to cheer me up. How can I remember if you don't kiss me?"

Huang Yueying beat Liu Xiu's chest and said, "you are bad!"

"Close your eyes!"

Huang Yueying sat up and looked at Liu Xiu. In the moonlight, Liu Xiu's face was angular, handsome and elegant.

That appearance made Huang Yueying jump in her heart.

Liu xiuyiyan closes his eyes, and Huang Yueying slowly approaches. When the lips touch the moment, Liu Xiu opened his eyes, holding the face of Huang Yueying, wantonly ask.

After half a sound, her lips parted. Huang Yueying mumbled and said, "you are too bad to keep your promise."

Liu Xiu sighed: "I can't help it!"

Huang Yueying rolled her eyes and hummed. She looked angry, but she had a strong feeling in her eyes.

Liu Xiu's arm embraces Huang Yueying's shoulder, and they depend on each other.

At the foot of the mountain, the river flows continuously.

Liu Xiu took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the tail. Every day I think of you but not see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together. "

"When will the water stop? When is this hate over? I only wish that your heart is like mine, and I will never fail to miss you. "

Words and sentences, emotional, tactful and appropriate.

After hearing this, Huang Yueying's eyes were misty with tears. She leaned against Liu Xiu's chest and murmured, "third brother, my heart is like a king's heart, never negative." Huang Yueying's mind is very simple, but it does not mean that her emotion is very simple. She and Liu Xiu have known each other for several months, and her feelings have changed from weak to strong. Her heart is already in Liu Xiu's body.

When Huang Chengyan recognized Liu Xiu, Huang Yueying did not think about it.

A heart is tied to Liu Xiu.

Liu Xiu wiped Huang Yueying's eyes and hugged her tightly.

At the moment, Liu Xiu's heart was agitated. His father doesn't care and his brother doesn't care. However, in this era, he has a caring elder and a life and death lover, which is enough.

Under the soft and hazy moonlight, the two figures are nestling closely, living and dying.