Datang: Just Become a Disciple of the Devil, Sign in and Domineering

"Please."

Chen Chuan and Shang Xiufang took half a step sideways and left under her leadership.

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind him, and the guards and servants were excited, just like those fans in modern times had seen their idols.

The room on the second floor, where a table of wine and food has been prepared.

Even in ancient times, celebrities had to maintain their figure, so Shang Xiufang stopped after taking a few bites, and her bright eyes looked curiously at Chen Chuan who was eating with relish.

The grade is not big, she looks two or three years younger than her, her eyes are bright and warm, and her face is majestic.

When Shang Xiufang looked at Chen Chuan with the physiognomy she learned from the Book of Changes, Chen Chuan almost finished the table of wine and vegetables, and stopped satisfied.

Shang Xiufang smiled: "Master Chen, can the food suit your taste?"

Chen Chuan nodded and sighed: "I haven't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time."

In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, corn and chili had not been introduced, so in this era there was no chili, no bean paste, and meals without spicy taste were soulless.

It was fine when he was in the valley. After Aunt Du found out that he liked spicy food, she would add another spicy seasoning to cooking. With his superb cooking skills, Chen Chuan's appetite was opened every time.

However, the cooking skills of the chefs in the restaurants outside are more than one level worse than Aunt Dumb, plus the lack of spices, so after Chen Chuan came out, he was quite satisfied with the other harvests, but he felt that his mouth was dull.

Today, here at Shang Xiufang, he finally ate the delicious food that made him feel at ease. Chen Chuan couldn't help thanking him: "Thank you Shang for your hospitality."

Shang Xiufang: "Master Chen, are you going to Chang'an?"

"Yes." Chen Chuan nodded, it was no secret that he was going to Chang'an.

Hearing this, Shang Xiufang smiled happily: "Xiufang is also heading to Chang'an. If Mr. Chen is not in a hurry, Xiufang would like to invite him to go with him by boat."

"This..." Chen Chuan paused slightly.

"Xiufang has always been fond of songs. After listening to Mr. Chen sing, he liked the words and phrases that were full of heroism and positivity. I wanted to use the time on the road to discuss it with Mr. Chen."

"Young Master Chen, is it alright?" After speaking, Shang Xiufang looked at Chen Chuan with expectant eyes, a pair of ecstatic Jianshui eyes radiating with charm, full of charm.

From her words, Chen Chuan really felt a strong love for those lyrics, and the news of Yang Gong's treasure took a little time to ferment.

Also, the food tasted good, so after pondering slightly, Chen Chuan nodded and said, "In this case, I will disturb everyone."

The news that Chen Chuan stayed on the boat and went to Chang'an with Shang Xiufang made the guards and servants on the boat very excited.

What kind of man was the most attractive to the educated and talented women in ancient times?

A heroic hero?A hero of world fame?Not at all, but talented people who share common topics and hobbies with them.

But Shang Xiufang knew that those lyrics were sung casually by Chen Chuan after seeing the turbulent rivers and the protruding peaks in the environment where he felt comfortable.

In Shang Xiufang's eyes when she looked at Chen Chuan again, she immediately became a confidant, and she dragged Chen Chuanchang all afternoon to talk about poetry and songs.

Of course, most of the time she was saying that Chen Chuan was a listener. After all, although he was not illiterate in this era, he knew nothing about the Four Books and Five Classics, and the Southern and Northern Books.

However, occasionally, under suitable circumstances, Chen Chuan will respond with a sentence or two of the classic lyrics of the [-]s in Xiangjiang, making Shang Xiufang more interesting.

As for admitting that those lyrics were written by himself, and appearing shameless, these Chen Chuan didn't care at all.

And not to mention his own creation, can it be said that where did you see it?When Shang Xiufang asks about the source, doesn't she need to find more excuses?

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In the afternoon, the sun is shining and the river wind is scorching hot.

Sitting in the attic, outside the window is the receding scenery of the two sides of the strait, and in front of him is a beautiful woman with a soft voice and soft words, which makes Chen Chuan have the illusion that life is nothing but this.

This fashionable Xiufang smiled and said, "Xiufang has benefited a lot from talking with Chen Gongzi. At this time, there is a new song and lyrics in my mind, and I want you to appreciate it."

"Oh, alright." Speaking of which, Chen Chuan was quite interested in her legendary singing that could make people immersive and forget their troubles.

"Xiaorou, take my piano."

"Yes,."

Dangdang! !

The clear sound of the guzheng sounded, and the image of mountains and flowing water subconsciously appeared in Chen Chuan's mind. At this moment, the clear and pleasant singing sounded.

Suddenly, Chen Chuan, who was sitting lazily at the side, suddenly sat up straight, with a look of surprise on his face, because it sounded so good.

Faced with this situation, Chen Chuan, who was born a science student, could only come up with a sentence that he wanted to compose a poem and give it to the world, but he had no culture, so he could only go to the world with a lie.

As expected of a talented girl who can be famous all over the world with lyrics.Chen Chuan sighed in his heart, then closed his eyes and went to enjoy the song with all his heart.

I don't know how long it took, when Chen Chuan was still in the lingering voice for three days, the opposite Shang Xiufang said softly: "Master Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Chuan opened his eyes and sighed: "The lingering sound is lingering, and the ear is full of excitement."

There was a bright smile on the face of Dun Fashion Xiufang, and the interior was faintly bright in an instant.

No matter how good the song is, someone must appreciate it. At this time, Chen Chuan was the confidant in Shang Xiufang's eyes.

The afternoon chat made their relationship a lot closer. At this time, I was in a good mood, and Shang Xiufang suddenly said curiously: "I see that Mr. Chen's appearance is quite light, like seventeen or eighteen, and twenty."

"Xiufang is a little curious, how old is Young Master this year?"

Faced with this question, Chen Chuan, who felt that he had nothing to hide, said casually, "I just got my hair tied this year, and I am fifteen years old."

Of course, this is the apparent age, and the inner age is twenty-seven, but Chen Chuan didn't say it.