Kowloon wins

Chapter 599 On the Water Side (Part [-])
"Step aside!"

It was obviously not the first time for the girl to encounter such a situation of being stopped and accosted, so she didn't panic at all, looked at Hong Qing coldly, and said two words indifferently.

"Ha ha."

As soon as the girl's voice fell, Hong Qing couldn't help but laughed. It wasn't that the girl's words and demeanor were funny, but that she recognized the girl's voice. Isn't this the same one she heard when she was walking? Is she going to be a little crazy girl for Hong Qing?

"lecher!"

Hong Qing smiled heartily, but in the eyes of that girl, she looked extraordinarily wretched. You must know that this is not the first time she has participated in the literary fair, and it is not the first time she has been approached by someone. Having been to someone as shameless as Hong Qing, he really got angry, scolded unceremoniously, twisted his waist, and planned to bypass Hong Qing's obstruction.

lecher?sweat!

Being scolded by the girl like this, Hong Qing really couldn't laugh or cry, nothing else, this girl just now was crying and shouting to marry Hong Qing to be a child, but now the real person is face to face, but she is treated as a disciple, Is there a colder joke than this?

"Girl, please wait a moment. I don't mean any malicious intentions. I just came here to get acquainted with the girl because of her peerless beauty. If you offend me, please Haihan."

Although he was scolded a bit, Hong Qing didn't care about it, and he didn't intend to just let the girl go away, nothing else, he had already missed his first love in his previous life, but he didn't want to have any more regrets in this life Yes, of course, Hong Qing didn't want to overwhelm others with power, let alone proclaim the name of the county king, but only wanted to impress the girl with her own charm.

"Qinglian, Qinglian, why did you come here, huh? Who are you? Why are you stopping my sister Qinglian!"

Hong Qing was tall and handsome, and even though she was dressed in casual clothes, she couldn't hide her heroic aura. Under such a gentle salute and apology, there was an indescribable charm exuding , even though the girl was in a bad mood, she couldn't help being stunned by it, she didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and when she was hesitating, she saw another girl in a cheongsam running away panting Come, stopped between the two, shouting and asking questions like a cannonball, with a rather unfriendly tone.

"Qinglian? Could it be the Qinglian that came out of the mud without staining?"

Rao the new girl was aggressive, but Hong Qing didn't take it to heart at all, but looked at Qing Lian with a smile, and asked in a peaceful voice.

"It's none of your business, disciple, if you dare to mess around again, be careful that this girl asks someone to drag you to the yamen to be punished. Hmph, Qinglian, let's go!"

As soon as Hong Qing's teasing words with puns came out, Qing Lian had nothing to say, but the new girl went into a fit as if she had taken a gunpowder, and rebuked Hong Qing bitterly, Then he pulled Qinglian and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, girls, Xiaosheng has a song for you."

Seeing that the two girls were about to leave, Hong Qing refused to give up. With a flash of her figure, she blocked the way of the two girls again. Holding a flute in his hand, he proposed with a smile.

"You..., rascal, give me back my flute, you disciple..."

The Wenhui is not only a place for young scholars to perform literary talents, but also a performing arts program for banner girls. The girl who arrived later is obviously good at the flute, and the flute she carries is to show off at the Wenhui, but Unexpectedly, being snatched by Hong Qing just like that, she was so angry that she stamped her feet with hatred, and shouted at her with a flushed face, but when she saw Hong Qing's tall figure, she couldn't help it. Dare not step forward to snatch it.

Hong Qing didn't pay attention to the anger of the girl who arrived later, just smiled, and put the flute to her lips, tried the tone, and the song "On the Water Side" was played leisurely, and the sound of the flute was soft , an indescribable artistic conception suddenly emerged, not only the voice of the girl who was yelling and scolding stopped abruptly, but also the cold and standing Qinglian gradually sank into it, and her thoughts gurgled along with the flute, trance In a trance, a scroll of pictures loomed in front of my eyes—it was a beautiful ink painting, a long river separated the two banks, a woman in fluttering white clothes stood by the water, and opposite was a young man in Tsing Yi, playing the flute, While the melody is melodious, countless musical notes are transformed into colorful long bridges, flying across the two sides of the bank, and amid the steaming mist, it is really like a fairyland on earth.

"Is this song of yours famous?"

After a while, the song ended, but the lingering sound was still rippling under the moonlight. The two girls, who were fascinated by the sound, finally woke up from the mist. Before she opened her mouth, the girl who arrived later couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Hong Qing curiously, and some of them asked a question impressively.

"The name of the song is "On the Water Side", and it is played especially for the two girls."

Of course the song is famous, and it is even more famous in later generations. It has been sung by countless people, so it is naturally not written by Hong Qing.

""On the Water Side"? It's really a good name, hehe, it's a pity, no matter how beautiful you play the song, it's useless. My sister Qinglian already has a sweetheart, so you'd better die. Entanglement, eat carefully! Sister Qinglian, let's go!"

Seeing that Hong Qing was so polite, the girl who arrived later didn't say anything to reprimand her, but it didn't make Hong Qing feel better, she gave Hong Qing an unceremonious blow while smiling, and then Pulling Qinglian, she walked to the side.

Sweetheart?Hey, isn't that us!

Hong Qing had eavesdropped on the conversation between the two girls before, so she knew exactly what the "sweetheart" was about the girl who arrived later, so she couldn't help but feel amused, but she didn't intend to expose herself Instead, he raised his hand and said with a smile, "Girl, you forgot your flute."

"Give it to you, remember, my aunt's name is Lai Yaqi!"

Hearing Hong Qing's call, the woman who dragged Qing Lian away looked back at Hong Qing, gave her name, and then laughed and ran away with Qing Lian.

"Laiji? Hehe, interesting little girl!"

Lai Yaqi's act of keeping the flute was obviously meaningful, but Hong Qing didn't take it seriously, just smiled indifferently, put the flute in his belt casually, and walked to the front yard after a stroll , but the mood is rippling.

In her previous life, Hong Qing was just a poor scholar, her family was poor, and her parents were nothing more than ordinary workers. They saved Hong Qing to go to college. Originally, Hong Qing also planned to study hard in college. It is a pity that this wish was not realized, not for other reasons, but because he met a girl, a girl who was like a goddess in Hong Qing's mind, and they loved each other. The girl was born in a wealthy family, and her family was either rich or expensive. After learning about the girl's relationship, her parents sent the girl abroad without hesitation, completely cutting off the relationship between the two. The connection between each other is under the sky, and the feelings between each other gradually disappeared. Under the self-abandonment, Hongqing's four-year college career was almost mixed. Otherwise, with such a high IQ and Astonishing memory, how could it be mixed into a miserable Beidiao.

The past has been covered in dust for many years, but once it is uncovered, I suddenly find that my heart still hurts. Even though I know that I can never go back to the previous life, let alone see the beautiful figure I miss in my dream, Hong Qing still stops. He was bleeding non-stop, and his mood inevitably became dull. It was inevitable to be absent-minded while pacing and walking.

"Big brother, big brother!"

Hong Qing was so upset that she didn't notice that little Jilan had come running excitedly, until the little girl stomped her feet angrily and yelled twice before Hong Qing woke up suddenly.

"Oh, it's Little Jilan, what's the matter, don't guess the riddle?"

Seeing the little girl looking up at her angrily, Hong Qing didn't dare to neglect her, so she hurriedly bent down and asked a question with a smile on her face.

"Don't guess, it's boring, I didn't guess right! Ah, brother, Biwen is about to start, hurry up!"

When talking about guessing lantern riddles, the little girl immediately lost her temper and pouted angrily. After saying a word, she quickly changed her color, grabbed Hong Qing's arm, and excitedly wanted to pull forward.

"Okay, big brother, let's go."

Even though she was not in a high mood and had no interest in those doggerel poems, she couldn't hold back the little girl's high spirits, so Hong Qing could only shake her head with a wry smile, and let the little girl drag her to the right courtyard.

Since it is a literary meeting, Biwen is the core. As for even guessing lantern riddles, and even performing arts, they are just sideshows, and it doesn’t matter whether you participate or not. Naturally, they will not be absent, there are two or three hundred people, it is really difficult to arrange, but fortunately, Chenghuai Garden is big enough, and Zhang Ruocheng is quite capable of coordinating, although Biwen's scene is noisy, it does not look messy, men and women are separated Sitting at the table, even the servants brought pastries, tea, wine and dishes like flowing water, and the order was quite orderly.

Hmm, this fellow is indeed there!
Hong Qing arrived a little late, and she came here in plain clothes, so she didn't intend to take the seat in front, so she just led little Jilan to find an empty seat and sat down, looking around for a while, Suddenly found that Hongli was sitting high on the chairman, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but soon he was relieved, nothing else, Emperor Qianlong, the favorite is not romantic, he wrote more than ten thousand doggerel poems in his life, One person is equivalent to all Tang poems, what a big deal, there is such a great opportunity to show off, it would be really weird if he didn't show up.

(End of this chapter)