[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie 1v1 solves the case)” Chapter 71 Qing Qing (1) [English]

Qujiang is located in the southeast of Shengjing City. It has always been a favorite place for royal family members to hold banquets and have fun.

Today, the snow viewing banquet invited by Yue’an County Lord is held here.

It is said that this banquet was actually hosted by Wu’an Palace.In his early years, the old King Wu’an followed the late emperor to quell the chaos and made great contributions. He was the only king with a different surname personally granted by the late emperor.

The head of Yue’an County is the granddaughter of the old King Wu’an.

Su Moyi was busy with official duties, so although he accepted the invitation, he could only go there after the meeting at the Zichen Palace.

Therefore, when he arrived, all the guests at the banquet were already there.

After briefly greeting the clan elders, Su Moyi was led by the maid to a covered bridge beside the Qujiang Pond.

It’s the middle of winter now, and although the pool under the bridge is covered with thin ice, you can still hear the sound of gurgling water, with big ice and small ice swaying like rings.

“Your Majesty,” a woman’s slightly shy voice came from behind. Su Moyi turned around and saw a woman with a flying fairy bun and a white fox fur.

She bowed to Su Moyi Yingying, stood up and looked at He with beautiful eyes, revealing two cute little tiger teeth in her clever smile.

“I’ve met the county lord,” Su Moyi returned the greeting, but there was some inherent alienation in his tone and demeanor.

He turned around and looked behind County Master Yue’an, and was relieved when he saw someone else was following him.

The covered bridge soon became lively.

Since the dinner had not yet started, some of the invited noble ladies and young men from the clan went on a tour of Qujiang together.In winter, when it gets dark early and everyone is tired from walking, some people plan to paint and recite poems on the covered bridge to rest and enjoy the scenery.

The attendants quickly brought in desks and pens and paper and inkstones.The crimson melon-shaped lanterns on the covered bridge were also lit one by one.

Guests and hosts followed suit. Although Su Moyi was not interested in these romantic matters, she did not refuse. She just stayed away from the crowd and found a secluded place to watch the snow and lights.

“Your Majesty, this is for you.” The Lord of Yue’an County came over at some point, handed a heater in his hand to him, and looked away with blushing cheeks.

“Thank you for your kindness, County Master,” Su Moyi did not answer, “It’s just that Su has mysophobia and is not used to using other people’s things.”

He’s tone is sincere and calm, and he doesn’t mean to make things difficult.

The head of Yue’an County smiled, lowered his head and said, “It doesn’t matter.”

The two of them sat down on the railing chairs on the covered bridge.

“Thank you so much for your visit, Your Majesty,” County Master Yue’an said softly, with her daughter’s family’s budding anxiety in her voice.

Su Moyi looked as usual and said politely: “The county master invited me three times, but Su refused because of his busy schedule. Logically, it is Su who should say thank you.”

County Lord Yue’an raised his head, looked at he and blinked.

Her sparkling eyes are crystal clear, and her eyes are beautiful. Coupled with her slightly round face and the bangs on her forehead, her temperament is agile, like a section of sunshine when the ice melts in spring.

But Su Moyi felt sad when she saw it, and she still had a polite and distant smile on her face, “Su should thank the county master for not caring about it.”

County Lord Yue’an burst out laughing when he heard this and said: “Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, so Yue’an should understand more.”

Su Moyi didn’t say anything after hearing this. She just looked at the half-frozen lake with wide eyes, and was distracted for a moment.

The people who were painting and reciting poems not far away seemed to have had enough fun, and someone suggested that they want to watch the master of Yue’an County paint.Because her paintings were learned from Master Kongji, she has always been quite famous in Beijing.

After the death of Master Kongji, his paintings were almost impossible to obtain, so the reputation of Yue’an County Master also increased accordingly.

Seeing that she couldn’t get rid of it, she had no choice but to respond to everyone’s kindness. She picked up the pen and leaned over the paper to splash ink and wander around.

Among the flowing clouds and flowing water, there are dragons and phoenixes swimming, and the spring breeze is behind the painting.The beauty gradually becomes clearer in the painting. She looks back amid the blooming spring flowers. Her eyes are tinged with water and her lips are reddish. Her eyes are full of affection and shyness, as if she is exchanging her heartfelt feelings with the one she loves.

Once the painting was completed, everyone was amazed at its ingenuity and agility.

“How can we have paintings but no poems?” Someone in the crowd suddenly suggested, and everyone agreed.

“Then who will write the poem?” someone asked.

Several sect members present had the courage to recommend themselves, but they were all declined by Yue’an County Lord with a smile and a silent attitude.

“In that case, let the county leader choose it himself!”

Everyone agreed.

County Master Yue’an put down the paintbrush in his hand, picked up the brush beside him, and walked toward Su Moyi with graceful steps.

“Then there will be Prince Lao.” She smiled and handed the pen to Su Moyi’s hand.

Only then did Su Moyi react, but she already had the pen in her hand, so she couldn’t shame the head of Yue’an County in public.Therefore, I could only agree, pick up my pen, and stand in front of the desk.

The lights flickered, casting a soft light on the painting.The painting of a beautiful woman made him startled.

No powder applied, no lead stained; floating and spinning, beautiful and unruly.

That free and easy and wanton brightness, he is so familiar.

Su Moyi didn’t know that the person in the painting was not Lin Wanqing.

It’s just where the heart is, and everything in the eyes is she.

The hand holding the pen did not move, but he suddenly laughed.

He, who has always looked down on romance, has to admit at this moment that love is not only difficult to end, but also like a stubborn disease that will never die, stretching into the bones and unavoidable.

She looked elated, argued hard, was timid to please, looked heartbroken and desperate…

Countless faces overlapped in front of my eyes, gradually becoming the same.

“My eyes are bright and my eyebrows are light. I see you by the Qujiang River. The clouds on your temples are light and there are little dragonflies with golden clusters.”

The ink was turned into an article, and the pen was turned into a poem, which won a lot of applause.

When the mayor of Yue’an County saw this vigorous handwriting, he blushed quietly and ordered someone to take the painting away, but was stopped by Su Moyi.

He stretched out his hand, and the two of them took a step to stand further away from the crowd.

“Su has something to say to the county magistrate, and I hope the magistrate will not take offense.” Su Moyi walked to the railing and stopped, looking at the sparkling water with mottled lights and shadows in front of her, standing quietly.

“For this visit, first of all, I have been invited by the county boss several times, and it is difficult to refuse the hospitality. Secondly…”

he paused, turned around and looked into the eyes of County Lord Yue’an, and said solemnly: “Secondly, I thought, if I don’t tell the County Lord some things personally, I’m afraid the County Lord will continue to waste time on Su.”

The Lord of Yue’an County changed his expression when he heard this, and his bright eyes were full of bewilderment and despair.

Su Moyi continued: “I heard the emperor’s grandmother mention before that the county chief repeatedly refused to propose marriage for Su. Is this possible?”

“I…” Yue’an was speechless for a moment.

Su Moyi didn’t wait for her to continue, and said to herself: “Whether or not this matter is true as the emperor’s grandmother said, Su feels that he should tell the county boss…Su may disappoint the county boss.”