Jiezi Building, located in the most prosperous street in Kyoto, the building is large, there are more than five floors, the higher you go, the more noble the status of the person who enters. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut this Jiezi Building, but anyone can enter, just go through the rules of leaving a poem in front of the door of this Jiezi Building, you can enter.

The atrium is a platform similar to the ring, each season, will be voted for by everyone as the theme of the ring, there is no threshold, as long as there is talent can be on the stage to compete, and the first place in each season has a very rich reward. As a result, this Jiezilou has become a favorite place for talents from all walks of life in Kyoto.

February 15 is the end of the first season of the Jiezilou Knowledge, Calligraphy and Painting Conference.

"Sister, am I really good-looking like this?" On the eight-spike four-lamp carriage, Du Piaoling was dressed in a cloth of beaded yarn and satin, and his face was crimson. I have long known the legend of beaded yarn and satin, but I didn't want to really see the cloth, Du Piaoling was really shocked, everywhere in the eye, there are eye-catching colors, but there is no vulgar meaning.

"It's beautiful." Du Weiwei sat on the main seat, wearing only a plain white dress, the style of the red-crowned crane outlined by the high-quality black gold thread on the water-white blouse, and the appearance of waves embroidered on the edge of the inner skirt, low-key and simple, a touch of beauty in the smoke and water of Lugu in a trance.

Du Piaoling looked down at the luxurious dress on his body, stretched out his hand to touch it here and there, and the excitement in his eyes dissipated.

Du Weiwei looked at Du Piaoling, who was about to be sold and was so excited, and did not move, yesterday he invited his mother-in-law to make clothes, and specially asked that the more gorgeous the clothes, the better, so there is this set on Du Piaoling's body today, with a golden inner skirt, with a dark gold hook edge, the upper body is made into a small cloak style, the open collar is decorated with branches made of beaded yarn and satin, and the hanging arm water yarn hangs down and floats.

Yesterday's mother-in-law saw that it was a rare cloth, and she did it with extra care. At the end, she thanked Du Weiwei again and again, saying that it was also a long-cherished wish to be able to make clothes with beaded yarn and satin once in her lifetime.

The axle was spinning, and he gradually heard the sound of prosperity, and knew that he was about to arrive at the place, and Du Weiwei still looked calm.

Du Piaoling was in an extremely urgent mood, and without hesitation, he raised the curtain and looked at the lively street market outside.

Sugar gourds, buns, flatbreads, all kinds of snacks are extremely tempting, wooden hairpins, folding fans, rouge, and complex street gadgets make people can't take their eyes off it.

"Sister, this market is so lively!" Du Piaoling turned his head, extremely excited.

Du propped his head slightly, squinted slightly, and only said one sentence leisurely: "When you get to the place, you must put you away like this, a well-read, gentle and virtuous woman will be liked by others." ”

The hand holding the curtain shook and took it back, Du Piaoling lowered his head, sat upright and stopped moving.

After about a quarter of an hour, Shen Mu's voice came from the front: "Miss, it's here." ”

Hearing the sound, Du Piaoling raised his head suddenly, but heard a slight cough from Du behind him, and the foot that had just stepped out was immediately retracted.

Du Weiwei got out of the car first, the place at the entrance of Jiezilou was very large, and there were already a lot of cars and horses parked, and many people saw Du Weiwei, who had a good appearance, and couldn't help but look here, guessing whose lady this was.

After looking around for a week, he didn't find the royal family's carriages and horses, Du Weiwei sighed, what he wants to do today is to make Du Piaoling attract people's attention, as for whether this is good or bad, I don't know.

"Drift Zero, come." The voice rose sharply, crisp and moving, and Du Weiwei's sentence attracted the attention of many people around him.

Everyone looked in this direction, curious in their hearts, only to see Du Piaoling slender hand pick up the door curtain, the corner of the mouth is the dignified smile of everyone's ladies, a dazzling dress, in a trance, everyone exclaimed in a low voice, the amazing clothes of the woman in front of them.

The corners of Du Weiwei's mouth held the friendly smile of his sister looking at his sister, but he understood the reactions of the people around him thoroughly in his heart.

Su took Du Piaoling's hand, and the two stunning beauties walked in front of everyone like this and went to the door of Jiezi Building.

However, for a moment, Du Wei felt a cold gaze behind him, an indescribable thorn, turned his head with a smile, and pretended to look at everyone, but the light in his eyes was looking for the source of his gaze, and he searched for it, but he didn't find it.

In the distance, in a black carriage, He Xiao sat with a cold face, looking at the direction of Du Weiwei's departure, and couldn't see the emotion in his eyes for a while. The god on the side only knows that the mood of the master is very bad at this moment, very bad. sighed in her heart, this Miss Du family didn't mean to be angry with the master, and actually gave the rare treasure clothes that the master gave her as a crown dress to make clothes.

He Xiao's hand held the cup in his hand, the bones were distinct, it seemed to be very hard, slightly white, and for a while, the atmosphere was extremely cold.

"Go to Jiezilou." After a while, He Xiao spoke up, his face grim.

Heaven is ordering, drive to understand the back door of the sub-building.

Jiezilou is also a stronghold of He Xiao.

Walking into the foyer of the Jiezi Building, a scholar-like person stopped them with great grace.

"Two young ladies, even if you come to this Jiezi Building, you should know the rules." Between the words, although there is some arrogance, he is still respectful, I am afraid that the people in this Jiezilou are a little proud of themselves.

Du Piaoling was a little stunned, but she remembered Du Weiwei's words, but her eyes were puzzled, and she didn't ask.

"That's nature." Du Weiwei was as atmospheric as ever, cleared his throat in a low voice, and blurted out a leisurely poem instantly: "The west wind is long, don't talk about the wind and the moon." The road is an ordinary family swallow with a long willow, a silk buckle, and a good person's hand. Looking at the past, he lowered his eyes and drank a few wines, and smiled that the moon was thinner than people. The short answer is an atmospheric word, talking about the comfortable and leisurely life of the farming family.

The voice fell, everyone listened to was stunned, everyone who has never entered this Jiezilou is a poem, five words, seven words, only no one has recited the words, and today, Du Weiwei has set a precedent, and has done so popularly, I am afraid that this word will be on fire for a while in the Jiezilou.

The scholar was only stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, with a smile on his face, and his mouth couldn't stop complimenting: "Good words!! Miss is so talented! Xiaosheng admires! With that, he waved his hand and motioned to the little guy who was recording on the side to quickly write down the words.

Du Wei smiled calmly, and didn't have any obvious reaction, just slightly hid his face and asked, "Childe, can the little girl go in?" ”

"Yes, Miss, please come in!" The scholar was still immersed in the woman's talent, and his appreciation was beyond words.

Nodding elegantly, Du Weiwei walked inside, Du Piaoling followed her, and was about to go inside, but was stopped by the scholar all of a sudden.

"This young lady, you haven't made a poem yet, so you are not allowed to enter." Although he was shocked by Du Weiwei, the scholar did not forget his duty.

When he boarded, Du Piaoling's face seemed to be a little unbearable, when he had received this kind of treatment, he was stopped by someone and was not allowed to enter. The young lady's temper came up, and she just wanted to open her mouth to teach the scholar a lesson, but her hand was suddenly suppressed by Du Weiwei, who was folded back: "Childe, my little sister has been infected with the wind and cold these days, and it is inconvenient to speak. Gentle and earnest words, hearing the straight teaching, the heart is relieved.

After hearing this, the scholar seemed to hesitate, his eyes were a little evasive, and he looked at the little guy who was recording on the side, and the little guy understood, put down the pen and ink in his hand, and walked inside.

"Please wait a moment, Miss, I'll wait until I ask the shopkeeper about what he means." The scholar was a little apologetic, he originally wanted to let both of them in, but the rules of Jiezilou could not be broken, so he could only consult the shopkeeper.

Within a moment, there were several people lined up behind Du Weiwei and the two, but there was no complaint.

After a while, the little guy who recorded turned around and quietly gestured one by one, and the scholar understood and opened his mouth very apologetically: "Two young ladies, the rules of this Jiezilou cannot be broken." Please also ask this young lady to write a poem alone before entering. ”

"You!" Du Piaoling has been holding back for a long time, and when he heard his words, his anger increased greatly, and he just wanted to make a move. Du Weiwei took her hand again.

"Childe, my little sister is really inconvenient. Otherwise, would it be better for me to compose poems for her? Du Weiwei knew that with Du Piaoling's talent, if he made any secular poems, today's plan would be in vain.

The scholar apologized again and again, but he didn't let go at all: "I'm really sorry." Today, I'm afraid that Miss will have no chance with this Jiezilou. His eyes looked at Du Piaoling, who was very angry.

Du Weiwei just wanted to speak, but Du Piaoling finally couldn't hold back his anger for a long time, shook off Du Weiwei's hand, and said loudly: "Isn't it just poetry?" Really, Miss Ben won't? ”

The noise was so loud that even some of the people who had passed through the foyer in the inner part came out to see the excitement.

With his hand brushing the earrings of the ice glass, Du Weiwei's face did not change, but he sneered and scolded angrily in his heart, what a straw bag.

"Then, please finish the poem quickly. So that the guests in the back can come in quickly. The scholar once again regained his original arrogance. He can see that this sister is infected with the wind and cold and can't speak, it is obviously too worldly, and what she says is also vulgar that people look down on. But this sister is really a good sister, she knows her sister's shortcomings, and she has been helping her.

"You guys, listen to me!" Du Piaoling's eyes widened angrily, and he looked at the people looking around, "The flowers float by themselves, and the water falls by themselves." The wine is fragrant, and the people are drunk! After speaking, he looked at everyone extremely arrogantly.

The crowd was stunned again, and unlike the first exclamation, this time, it was naked fright.

I don't know who laughed first, and then everyone in the hall laughed one after another.

Among the few people in the queue at the back, some people even directly said the ridicule in their hearts: "What kind of poem is this, I think it's not as good as a limerick." Hahaha. ”

Full of ridicule, Du Piaoling's face was pale for a while, he wanted to have a seizure but didn't know what to say, but he remembered everyone's ridicule with resentment: When I ascend to the back seat, I will kill you all!

Du Weiwei didn't smile on his face, but frowned slightly, but in his heart, he couldn't help but be happy, this Du Piaoling, but it's really stupid.

The scholar forced a smile and nodded at the little guy who recorded.

Du Weiwei stepped forward again and spoke to the scholar, but he raised his voice stiffly, as if he had said it to everyone: "In the rules of Jiezilou, there is no mention of making a few words of poetry, right?" Three-character poems are short, concise, and more literally poetic, aren't they? Childe, what do you think? Three questions in quick succession categorically stopped everyone's laughter.

At that moment, everyone only felt that the woman in front of them was like the light of the sky, which was only awe-inspiring.

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