Chapter 64

Jinghu Lake is of course a lake. This lake was originally located outside the east wall of ** City, but after many years of renovation by the Yue family, it was surrounded and the east wall was expanded several times.

Jinghu Lake is not big, so it can't be called a lake in the strict sense, it's just a bigger reservoir, but since the Yue family calls it a lake, others will of course only call it Jinghu Lake. Of course, Jinghu Lake is not always quiet like stagnant water. Not only is it not quiet, but also because of the strong wind here all the year round, the lake here is always not quiet, and there are always waves, waves that are continuous and endless.

"This is Jinghu Lake? Nothing special?"

Ye Qinghan and several young masters followed Yueniang to this blue lake. Although the mountains and waters here are indeed beautiful and the scenery is pleasant, although the mountains here are greener and the water is more beautiful than other places, it is just an ordinary small lake. [

"Hehe, there is nothing special about this lake, especially the small island in the lake, where the core children of the Yue family live. There are peerless beauties inside. It is usually not the Summer Fire Festival, but it is a forbidden place and holy place for men. We are the first batch of people to enter the holy place in fifteen years. Don't you think it is special?" Feng Zi still carried his long sword on his back, smiled, and whispered it into Ye Qinghan's ear to explain.

"Eh? A forbidden place for men?" Ye Qinghan was indeed stunned by the news, looked at the dim island in the lake in the distance, nodded, and couldn't help but asked in a low voice with more doubts: "Is there a man inside?"

"Absolutely not!" Feng Zi nodded seriously.

Ye Qinghan was a little speechless, and closed his mouth embarrassingly, but felt like a gust of cold wind blowing through his heart, shivering... If he came to the island later, he met a group of wolves and tigers who rushed up frantically, how many of them could hold him back?

"Young masters, please!" When Ye Qinghan was thinking wildly, a small boat came in the distance, and Yueniang smiled and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that several people could board the boat.

"Young Master Han, invite you first." Feng Zi shook her chest muscles, expressing her demeanor.

"Eh? So fast? Oh no, it's boarding the boat!" Ye Qinghan was afraid for a while, thought to himself, quickly waved his hand and said, "Crazy brother, please first, I'm weak and can't bear it!"

"Hmph, since both of you are so polite, I'll go first." Xue Wuhen waved her folding fan, smiled slightly, and got into the boat.

The beautiful flowers and plants stretched out their hands to flick the side of the jersey, and followed. Seeing this, Feng Zi and Ye Qinghan also got in. The boat is not big, but it is very elegantly decorated, just like a small living room, the bow and stern are separated by a thin layer of silk curtains, and the outside scenery can be vaguely seen.

Several people went in and took their seats one by one, Yue Niang also came in, offered a few cups of tea to several people, then saluted, walked out of the boat, and stood on the bow.

"The Yue family is indeed the Yue family, even the rowers are peerless beauties." As soon as Feng Zi came in, she looked around randomly, and finally her eyes fixed on the woman holding an umbrella behind the boat. Through the blurred door curtain, a graceful woman in the stern of the boat is holding a paddle with one hand, and only her back can be seen. The woman was wearing a blue palace skirt, but a white silk scarf could be seen covering her face. Although the door curtain was somewhat blurred and her face was covered, but just that graceful, well-proportioned figure, and that light and elegant temperament shook people's hearts.

Feng Zi's words woke up several people in the boat, and they all turned their heads to look. Flowers and Grass and Feng Zi were the most direct, staring at the masked woman intently, and kept complimenting her. Xue Wuhen's eyes, one black and one gray, flickered, and the folding fan in his hand waved and retracted, as if admiring him, but the flash of greed in his eyes betrayed his heart. Ye Qinghan took a look and then retracted his eyes, mainly because Xue Wuhen's contrived expression on the opposite side made him lose his appetite and mood, and Feng Zi said that there were a group of women living on the island who had never seen a man for many years, so he was a little scared.

Squinting his eyes and looking at Xue Wuhen on the opposite side, Ye Qinghan silently squeezed his fingers. Thinking of what Ye Qingniu said three nights ago, he let go of his fingers again, picked up the tea on the table and drank it.

That day, after he took pictures of Longshuiliu, he wanted to find something and took the opportunity to kill Xue Wuhen. But Ye Qingniu passed the seal directly to him, telling him to hold back. That night, Ye Qingniu came to the place where he slept again and had a secret talk with him. Tell him that because of Ye Qingyu this time, the Xue family lost a lot of treasures, and these treasures are enough to exchange for a spirit pill. Ye Qingniu told him, don't hold back now, as soon as you get the treasure of the Xue family, you can find a chance to kill Xue Wuhen. Of course, you must do this in a concealed manner, and you must do it cleanly without leaving any evidence.

And when the matter of Yue's family is over, they will go to the government to fight, and the three parties will fight in a melee. At that time, there will be plenty of opportunities to overshadow Xue Wuhen. So Ye Qinghan can only hold back at the moment, but fortunately, the fire that he was suffocating that day also vented a little on Long Shuiliu, and he is not so angry now, and he knows that Xue Wuhen is the person he must kill, a person who must die, so there is no need to care too much about a dead person.

"Yueniang, why aren't you sailing?"

After watching the graceful appearance of the woman rocking the boat for a while, everyone couldn't help becoming more interested in entering Jinghu Island, and they couldn't wait. The women who rock the boat can be so "excellent", so the women inside are all angels?

"Young masters, wait a moment, there is one more person. Uh! Here we come!" Yueniang replied respectfully, and everyone looked towards the front of the boat in surprise. Who else is qualified to sit on the same boat as them? But when they saw a handsome face and slightly curving hair through the blurred door curtain, they all smiled slightly.

"Everyone came so early, Shuiliu came late, I apologize." Long Shuiliu walked in with a smile, and greeted him politely, his face was still radiant, and there was no difference from the first meeting three days ago. [

"Brother Shuiliu!" Everyone in the boat smiled naturally, as if they had forgotten what happened a few days ago, and greeted with a smile, Xue Wuhen put away the folding fan, pointed to the seat next to him, and poured a cup of tea for Longshuiliu himself.

Ye Qinghan didn't speak, but nodded lightly, drinking tea silently, but in his heart he was extremely admiring for Long Shuiliu's face, and threw himself into the ground.

Long Shuiliu took a sip of the tea and said with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking about anything? I'm just lamenting the peerless grace of the women of the Yue family. Mr. Long, even the women of the Yue family are so stunning. It's really hard to imagine what kind of demeanor the women of Jinghu Island should have." Although Feng Zi seems to have well-developed limbs, his mind is not simple.

"Oh?" Long Shuiliu looked at the back of the boat seriously for a while, showing a fascinated expression, and sighed: "Such a woman is really enchanting, but it's a pity that she can't see her true face because of her mask. It's a pity."

"No, no! A woman's mask is also a kind of hazy beauty. How do you say it? It's the best if you can't get it. The woman in front of you has the essence. What you can't see is more beautiful." Xue Wuhen smiled faintly, as if ignoring Ye Qinghan's cold eyes, waving the folding fan, unparalleled in style.

"Brother Wuhen, you should be a poet, and you can 'recite' a good poem." Huacao smiled softly, and said with some sighs.

Feng Zi also nodded, and sighed: "Brother Wuhen is absolutely right, I think we can add a little more today, the woman in the mask is also extremely beautiful."

"Extremely true, extremely true! These few words are well thought out, and each word has a profound meaning, so you can be called a literati. In my opinion, women with masks are either extremely ugly or beautiful. I can foresee that this woman is definitely a beautiful woman." Long Shuiliu also nodded and shook his head slightly, and moved closer.

Ye Qinghan shook his head, but he sighed heavily in his heart, how could these people compare themselves to literati poets? It is still true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves of each generation are stronger than the waves of each generation.

"What? Young Master Han, do you have a different opinion?" Seeing Ye Qinghan standing there alone, Feng Zi shook his head silently, and said curiously.

"I don't have any opinions. I think Yueniang should be asked to take the boat, otherwise we won't be able to make it to lunch." Ye Qinghan said lightly, not wanting to express any opinions. Xue Wuhen's coquettish performance made him want to vomit, and Long Shuiliu's shameless joining made the trip to Jinghu, which he was originally interested in, even more boring. He looked through the window in a daze, looking at the rippling lake water in the distance, thinking of Cangcheng's sister, and his mood became depressed.

"Uh, baby, let's set sail!" Yueniang followed after coming in from the dragon water, and stood quietly by the side all the time, neither speaking nor showing anything. Seeing Ye Qinghan speak at this moment, she smiled slightly and said to the woman behind the boat.

The woman behind the boat responded in a low voice, although the voice was small, it was very clear and moving, just like the cry of an oriole, which made everyone feel numb and sore. Everyone present is at least a strong general, and they all heard it clearly, so they couldn't help but look at the woman behind the boat with even more interest.

The window slid slowly, breaking through the water, and gradually heading towards the small island in the lake. Yueniang looked at the woman behind the boat thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "Ninny, for the young masters in the boat, sing a song to relieve their fatigue, what do you think?"

When Long Shui Liu heard it, he immediately smiled and said, "Huh? I'll wait, I can't wait."

"All ears." Xue Wuhen also said with a smile, Feng Zi and Huacao also smiled slightly, and Ye Qinghan nodded lightly.

The masked woman in the back of the boat still didn’t speak and turned around, she was silently shaking the boat, but after a long time, she sighed slightly, and sang softly: “Zhu Louying is straight at noon, and the jade tree is overcast and the moon is three. Greasy powder secretly sells silver carvings, wrong knives idlely cuts gilt shirts, embroidery bed is afraid of causing oolongs to bark, brocade worries teach bluebirds to title... all kinds of flavors are made to pity mothers, thousands of flowers are good for men, and mandarin ducks are ashamed of being with companions. Flutter, pretend to guess and startled and murmur."

"I love the palms of the gnats, and I pick out the tortoiseshell hairpin every time I recall the light. The smoke hole has been sad for a few years, the star bridge is empty overnight, and the seasons in front of the window are ashamed and thrown away. The world is full of love and laughter... I only make incense and silk to steal money, and I hang down the sandalwood sleeves to learn general references. You must know that the fossil heart is hard to settle, but it is the cloud. Seeing the scenery is scattered, the sound of strings is still looking at the south of the Yangtze River..."

The song is a poem, there is no drum accompaniment, no lights and beautiful scenery to add color, it is just sung a cappella. The singers didn't have any special emotions in their voices, and they didn't dance lightly to add color to them, but everyone felt mesmerized, as if they had flown to the Heavenly Palace and listened to the peerless fairy songs sung by fairies.

"A good song, a good song, a good poem, such a good song can only be found in the sky, how many times do you have to hear it in the world? Girl, this song really makes my heart beat. I'm afraid I won't even know the taste of meat in March." After a long time, Long Shuiliu clapped his hands loudly and stood up, looking affectionately at the graceful figure behind the boat, and said with a big laugh.

"Snapped!"[

Xue Wuhen waved her folding fan, stood up, and said with a slight smile, "It's really a good poem. Who can envy a mandarin duck with a company? I feel ashamed of the parrot's speechlessness. Why should a girl envy others, why should she be ashamed? You know, with the girl's charm and talent, I'm afraid all the talents in the world will be attracted by her, right? At least the five of us are all "fascinated" by you, aren't we?"

"Very right, very right! You sing really well. Although I'm old and don't know the melody, I think even a pig can tell that it's a peerless song." Feng Zi laughed, and flattered her sincerely with a cold joke.

Huacao also nodded, and said seriously: "It is indeed a fairy song!"

Ye Qinghan sat there alone and continued to remain silent, half-holding a cup of tea, looking at the cup in front of him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Yueniang couldn't help being curious, and asked sideways: "Master Han, do you think you can't sing well?"

The four turned around and looked at Ye Qinghan with some doubts. It was the first time they heard such a nice song, why did Ye Qinghan act so silent? Even with a disdainful expression?

Under the gaze of several people, Ye Qinghan was still silent for a while, then drank the tea slowly, and said leisurely: "The song is a good song, the poem is a good poem, and the singing is also very good, but... the poem, the song, the scene, and the good artistic conception created by it were ruined by some idiots! It's sad and lamentable..."

Forehead? What does it mean?

Feng Zi and Huacao felt a little inexplicable, while Long Shuiliu and Xue Wuhen had gloomy faces. They heard the idiot in Ye Qinghan's words, while Yueniang's eyes showed a gleam, and the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a smile. And behind the boat, the masked woman who had never turned around suddenly turned around, and a pair of beautiful shiny black eyes on the white masked silk scarf showed some faint interest...