3. A talented man and a beautiful woman meet their opponents in chess (17)

3. A talented man and a beautiful woman meet their opponents in chess (17)

Li Chan smiled slightly and said, "I don't dare to steal Brother Qiao's limelight. This mother has arranged a private room for us. I want to treat the two brothers to a drink today."

Wang Chong came here for the first time, so he followed Qiao Shoumin and Li Chan, and he didn't want to be in the limelight.

Seeing that he was too young, Liu Xianlou's mother thought he was the younger brother of the two. She just made a little joke and praised his handsomeness, and then went to pester Qiao Shoumin and Li Chan.

After the three of them sat down in the private room, several girls came over. They seemed to be quite familiar with Li Chan and they were chatting and laughing freely.

Qiao Shoumin, however, seemed unable to sit still. He asked several times in a row when the Sun family would come out, and was teased a few times by these girls.

Wang Chong couldn't bear the excitement, so he drank a cup of tea and remembered that his master Ling Suer had mentioned several times that he wanted to accept Li Chan as his disciple because of the trust of his friends. He thought to himself: "I don't know about Li Chan." Who is this uncle that makes Lingsuer have to sell such a big reputation? If this person is also a practitioner, why doesn't he accept a disciple by himself? If he is not a practitioner, how can my master make friends? "

His thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he wanted to make some innuendo, so he smiled freely and said, "Yesterday, a Taoist priest came to my house, and he insisted on telling me what kind of monsters there are in Xuqing Garden."

Li Chan's attention was immediately attracted, and even the girls couldn't help but urged: "Say, tell me, tell me, what kind of monster is it?"

Qiao Shoumin laughed. He had a rather showy temperament and took the lead from Wang Chong. He said, "Where are the monsters in Xuqingyuan? This Taoist priest has no money, so he just wants to pretend to be a ghost and cheat some money."

Li Chan sneered and said, "These monks, Taoists, and charlatans should be beaten out."

Wang Chong laughed and said, "Why is Brother Li so unhappy with these people?"

Qiao Shoumin rushed to say again: "Li Chan had an uncle who had loved immortality since he was a child. He was deceived by someone, saying that he had gone through three lives and had no achievements in this life. He had to be reincarnated, so he committed suicide. You. Can Li Chan still like these monks and magicians?"

When Wang Chong heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and thought to himself: "If it were me, I'd probably have to fight out all the first-rate monks who came to visit me. No wonder my master, Ling Suer, couldn't transform like this." A senior brother."

Only then did Wang Chong know why Li Chan's uncle didn't accept the disciple himself and insisted on entrusting him to Lingsuer. It turned out that he was reincarnated.

Li Chan raised his glass casually and shouted: "Don't talk about these bad things, let's just talk about the romance today!"

At this moment, there was a soft sound of a piano, and someone shouted loudly from outside: "It's the Sun family who's coming out! It's the Sun family's coming out! It's the Sun family's coming out..."

Countless people were making noise, and even Qiao Shoumin and Li Chan couldn't bear it and looked outside.

Liuxian Tower has a unique structure, showing a zigzag shape. You can overlook the courtyard while sitting in the room.

On the main building opposite, a woman in white was strumming the strings. Although it didn't make a tune, it was elegant and melodious.

She tuned the strings again and again, and suddenly there was a clanking sound, like flowing clouds and flowing water, flowing out from under her fingers.

Even though Wang Chong didn't like these vulgar things, he couldn't help but praise him. Master Sun was really good at playing the piano.

Wang Chong poured himself a cup of tea, sighed slightly, and thought to himself: "I am just a woman, why is Meng Lang so rude?"

He has been cultivating Taoism since he was a child. Although he comes from a demon sect, he is also a serious practitioner. He is quite indifferent to the grudges and hatreds in the world and cannot understand that these people are so excited for a woman. "

Sun Qingya's reputation is spread all over the world, and she is indeed made of real materials. This harp skill is superb, and the sound of the piano is so exciting that it seems to make people make small bridges and flowing water, and create a picture of all things and people's homes. Everyone who listens is amazed.

Qiao Shoumin even cheered loudly, and urged Li Chan beside him, shouting: "I have asked you to write a good poem for everyone Sun, but you have always refused. How come the sound of the piano is not worthy of you?" Words?"

Li Chan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was really troubled these days and was not in the mood to write poems and lyrics. At this time, he was urged by Qiao Shoumin. He was about to rack his brains to deal with his friends when he suddenly saw Wang Chong who was leisurely beside him and shouted: " Leaving aside a talented man like Jingyu, does Brother Qiao want me to make a fool of myself?"

Qiao Shoumin's heart moved slightly and he shouted: "Okay! Brother Jingyu, how about you write a word for me to comment on?"

Wang Chong did not shirk, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Qiao is forcing me, I will write a song with the title of Brother Shoumin, and I will also try to squeeze you and make you embarrass me."

Qiao Shoumin laughed loudly, but suddenly didn't take it seriously. Instead, he kept urging. Li Chan also became interested and shouted: "I just want to hear what lyrics Brother Shoumin can make!"

Wang Chong stood up, clapped his hand on the railing, and sang: "Master Qiao, who is in the sky, leads the chariot into the fire in the middle of the night, the rays of light burst out, and the bottom of the sea glows."

Qiao Shoumin and Li Chan couldn't help but shout together: "Good words!"

Wang Chong showed off his energy and shouted: "The moon is not yet shining in the clouds during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The shepherd boy is laughing. Let's finish the banquet in Huachi and return home at dawn."

"The dragon sword splits the light from the bullfight, and returns to the sea thousands of miles away."

"Just because I have no hands in the Han Palace, I am so kind to the first state in Minshan! There are also people who say that they know the bones of immortals, and they just want to see when the seal will be discussed."

The title of this poem is Langxianlang!

Even Qiao Shoumin and Li Chan, who are also famous talents in Yangzhou, couldn't help but applaud Wang Chong's works.

Not to mention the two of them, even the guests in Liuxian Tower heard someone reciting poems and lyrics, and couldn't help but look over. They saw Wang Chong, a young man, handsome and suave, with an elite character, and the lyrics he wrote were complex. He was so gorgeous that he couldn't help but whisper, wanting to know whose young master was showing off his wealth.

Qiao Shoumin wanted to make Wang Chong famous and shouted loudly: "This is Tang Jingyu of Yangcheng. He was selected as a scholar at the age of nine. His reputation spread to eighty cities in two provinces!"

Qiao Shoumin often came to Liuxian Tower, and many guests knew this great talent. When they heard him preaching the name "Tang Jingyu", the whole building suddenly burst into laughter.

Sun Qingya raised her eyebrows lightly and said softly to the maid beside her: "Go and invite those three young masters!"

When Sun Qingya's maid came downstairs, the guests became more noisy. Sun Qingya usually played a piece of music, answered a few questions, and then went back to her room to rest. It was rare to invite guests upstairs.

Qiao Shoumin was so proud that he pulled Li Chan and Wang Chong and shouted: "Thanks to these two wise brothers today, otherwise I would not have had the chance to get close to Fangze!"

When the three of them came upstairs, they heard Sun Qingya say softly: "This young master Tang Jingyu, the poems he wrote are really moving. Qingya wants to play a piece of music, but he doesn't know there will be many mistakes and omissions. The three young masters also ask Don’t hesitate to teach me.”

Qiao Shoumin hurriedly shouted: "I was about to listen to Mr. Sun's unparalleled piano skills!"