Standing at the door of Qingquan Pavilion, this was the first time Mu Qianxia had come to see Gu Li since that time that made her heart restless. For some reason, the current Mu Qianxia felt flustered and restless at the thought of seeing Gu Li, which made her feel very helpless.

Although Mu Qianxia had more than a thousand years of taste and insight in her chest, she didn't intend to rely on these completely. After all, this dynasty is unprecedented in history, and she is afraid that after she plagiarizes a poem at will, everyone will find out that it has appeared in this dynasty or previous dynasties, so that she will be ruined. It's really painful to face a dynasty with an unclear timeline!

And literature, because of the different times, the angle and direction of appreciation are also different, if she makes a yuan song at the poetry meeting, or even a modern prose poem, I am afraid that few people will appreciate it. Therefore, the top priority is to understand more about the current trend in the poetry and literature world, the so-called grinding gun is not bright, at least she can pretend to be good. After all, the people who participated in the poetry meeting were all nobles in the capital, and once she made a fool of herself, she would quickly spread throughout the capital and be laughed at by the nobles. At that time, it will not only be her Mu Qianxia's face that will be lost, but also the face of her royal brother, and even the face of the entire royal family.

Mu Qianxia is now beginning to regret why she impulsively agreed to participate in this poetry meeting.

Realizing that he had been standing at the door for a long time, Mu Qianxia pursed his lips lightly, then pushed open the door and walked into the garden.

I saw that in the clear air of the garden, under the plane tree, on the stone platform, there was a leisurely figure sitting on it.

Gu Li's white clothes were scattered on the stone platform like clouds, the bamboo slips were put aside, his back was against the plane tree, his eyes that seemed unfathomable on weekdays were closed, and his sleeping posture seemed defenseless.

Mu Qianxia thought about it, lightened his steps, and walked towards the attic behind the forest, but when he passed by Gu Li's side, he didn't know what he was stepping on, and suddenly a crisp jade collision sound sounded in the forest, Mu Qianxia was startled, and before he could make a move, Gu Li had already woken up.

"Ah, it's the princess." Gu Li rubbed his sleepy eyes lazily, and when he saw that it was Mu Qianxia, he didn't get up to salute, but asked with a smile: "The princess came to me, but is there anything wrong?" ”

Mu Qianxia hesitated for a moment and said bluntly: "I want to take a few poetry books to read." ”

Gu Li was a little surprised, looked at her with an unpredictable expression, and said, "I remember, the princess didn't seem to like reading poetry in the past." ”

Mu Qianxia didn't even blink his eyes much, and said unhurriedly: "I think, you already know that I am going to see the poetry meeting in a few days, and the people invited to participate are all nobles in Beijing, in order not to embarrass myself and my imperial brother, I plan to study poetry hard in the next few days." ”

After a moment of silence, Gu Li smiled and said, "If the princess wants to find it herself, I am afraid it will be difficult, so let me help the princess." ”

When he came to the library pavilion, Mu Qianxia understood what Gu Li meant by what he said was not easy.

First impression of the library: large.

It was very large, seven or eight large rooms, all full of bookshelves, and the shelves were so full that there was hardly any room for them.

Second impression of the library: chaos.

After Mu Qianxia took a closer look, he found that there were paper books on the shelves, brocade scrolls, and bamboo books. These neatly arranged on the shelves are clean and dust-free, and the air is filled with the faint smell of books mixed with sandalwood. However, there is no pattern in the placement of these books, bamboo slips and paper books are mixed together, although they are placed neatly, but the overall look is a bit messy. Moreover, these books are not classified according to content, and the various types are mixed together, which is very difficult to find.

The third impression of the library cabinet: miscellaneous.

Mu Qianxia flipped through it casually and found that in this library, the collection was far beyond her imagination: mountains and rivers, geography, poetry, folk tales, anecdotes, etc., almost everything.

Gu Li stood quietly at the door of the library, watching Mu Qianxia keep walking back and forth by the bookshelf, picking up a book and reading it hastily, and he didn't step forward to help, he just watched silently in place, and in his dark bottomless pupils, there seemed to be an unpredictable emotion like a cloud.

He didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just looked at it for a long time, and then slowly spoke up, pointing out where Mu Qianxia should be found with his memory

She asked for a poetry book, and she also helped to choose a poetry book.

"The eighth volume of the fourth row of the fourth row of the bookshelf on the right." According to Gu Li's instructions, Mu Qianxia accurately found the books he said, and expressed 1.2 million admiration for his memory in his heart. With such a messy arrangement, you can remember which book is placed in which position without any mistakes, and the human brain is comparable to a computer. Mu Qianxia knew a little more about Gu Li.

Holding more than 20 books in her arms, Mu Qianxia felt that her arms were numb and painful, so she turned around and wanted to beckon Gu Li for help, but saw Gu Li following her empty-handed, and never offered to help with the books. Mu Qianxia said secretly: This is too ungentlemanly, and no one will like it. In the spirit of kindness, Mu Qianxia decided to educate Gu Li.

Mu Qianxia stopped, turned back to Gu Li's serious education, and said: "With women, men should take the initiative to help them share the weight. Just like going out shopping, a man should take the initiative to carry something. In this way, men will have a gentlemanly demeanor that women like. So, shouldn't you hold these books for me? I am a weak woman holding but many books, and you, as a man, follow me empty-handed, pretending to turn a blind eye, won't your conscience hurt? ”

Although Gu Li didn't know what gentlemanly demeanor meant, he knew that Mu Qianxia was definitely praising others and secretly harming him. Gu Li smiled helplessly and said, "I have more than enough heart but not enough strength, so I can only work hard for the princess." ”

Mu Qianxia looked at Gu Li's thin appearance as if he could float away as soon as the wind blew, and then looked at his recent fat figure, and carefully recalled that he had never seen Gu Li pick up something heavier than a bamboo slip for so long, maybe he was really weak, so he gritted his teeth helplessly and turned around and walked forward with the book, acting as a Popeye. It's a pity that she didn't see it, and the moment she turned around, the sly smile in Gu Li's eyes flashed.

When Mu Qianxia slowly walked out holding the book, Gu Li, who continued to rummage through the poetry collection, stopped his movements and looked at her deeply from an angle that Mu Qianxia couldn't see.

In the air full of the fragrance of books, the girl's appearance is the elegance of deceiving the world, although she is a little sad because of the burden on her hands, but her depressed expression is still as bright as the pine wind in the mountains, and there is a bit of sassiness in her eyes.

In a trance, Gu Li seemed to see another shadow, vague, separated and overlapped with Mu Qianxia's beautiful face.

Gu Li unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his chest, knowing that Mu Qianxia walked out of the study room and the figure completely disappeared from his sight, he woke up from the dream-like illusion......