Under the envious gazes of Shen Yi and Zuo Guoji, Lu Cheng got up and walked out of the private room, followed the maid, and slowly came to the door of Jinyun's room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tuk Tuk—"

The maid raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door, and Jinyun's slightly weak voice came from the room: "Please come in." ”

"Crunch-"

The maid casually pushed open the door and invited Lu Cheng in, and then brought the door from the outside.

After raising his eyes and looking at it for a while, Lu Cheng found that there was no difference between this Jinyun's boudoir and the young lady of a big family. In addition to a book case placed at the window, there is also a piano case on the wall, with a guzheng and a volume of piano scores.

Of course, he hadn't been into any other woman's boudoir, but he just felt like that.

Seeing the layout in this boudoir, Lu Cheng sighed with emotion in his heart: "It is said that the women in the Qinglou are no different from everyone's ladies, all of them are talented, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it seems that what they said is true." ”

In addition, Lu Cheng also noticed that there was a pot of autumn chrysanthemums planted next to the curtain door leading from the outer room to the inner room, and the incense burner on the table was also burning with unknown spices, and he said that it was no wonder that the fragrance in this room was so strong.

At this moment, Jin Yun walked out of the inner room and smiled at him with a shallow smile: "Young Master Lu, please take a seat." ”

As soon as he saw Jinyun's face, Lu Cheng knew that she was really sick, not deliberately not going out to meet guests.

At this moment, her face is not powdered, her face is slightly pale, and she looks a little haggard, so that people will unconsciously have a sense of pity when they see it.

However, although Jinyun is without makeup, the clothes on his body are neatly dressed, and he should have gotten up to change his clothes when he asked Lu Cheng to invite him.

What surprised Lu Cheng was that even if she didn't apply powder, the skin on her face was also white and flawless, and it was extremely delicate.

Lu Cheng came to the table and sat down, and when he saw that Jinyun was about to make tea for himself, he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't bother, you can sit down too." ”

After she sat down as she said, Lu Chengcai continued: "Seeing that your face is not very good, why don't you rest more?" Have you asked a doctor to see it? ”

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

Jinyun heard his words of concern, and said with a smile: "Young Master Lao is worried, Jinyun is just ...... cough cough cough ...... It's just an occasional cold, which is not a serious illness. Doctor Fang Cai has also come to see and prescribed medicine, and my mother has already made people ...... Ahem...... Let people go and grab the medicine. ”

"That's good."

Lu Cheng nodded lightly. It's not that he's making a fuss, but because in this era, a small wind chill is likely to cost a human life, and it's not careless at all.

It's not that this disease is difficult to treat, but that the poor have no money to see a doctor, and they usually have to carry a minor illness, which leads to a minor illness becoming a major illness, and in the end, even the doctors are helpless.

And a girl like Jinyun may not pay much attention to this little illness, otherwise, she would not even know about the bustard's mother in advance.

You know, an Oiran like Jinyun is simply a cash cow in this Wanhualou, how could the bustard's mother not pay attention to her physical condition?

After a moment of silence, Lu Cheng spoke again: "Miss Jinyun, in fact, I came here to apologize to you......

"Oh? What's the matter? Jinyun blinked lightly and looked at him intently.

Lu Cheng already felt a little embarrassed, and it was even more difficult to let her stare at it so straight.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment before continuing, "That...... I asked you to play the piano before, but I didn't know the rules, so I ...... Just...... The reward is less...... Not...... Please forgive me! ”

Only then did Jin Yun know that he was talking about the reward, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then coughed lightly.

Realizing that there was a bit of a gaffe, she hurriedly covered her small mouth and said with a smile: "The reward is given by the guests at will, how can there be more and less?" can get the reward of the son, Jinyun is already very content. ”

"Uh...... Are you serious? ”

Lu Cheng's mind couldn't turn for a while, didn't it make her unhappy because of this? Could it be that Shen Yi and the others guessed wrong? Got it yourself?

"How can this be fake?"

Jin Yun replied, but instead pursed his lips, and said with grievances: "Childe is saying this, the slave family is used to deceiving people?" ”

"Not really! Don't get me wrong, I definitely didn't mean that. ”

Lu Cheng replied like this, but in his heart, he inadvertently remembered Zhang Wuji, and also remembered what Zhang Wuji's mother had said to her son.

Not to mention what this woman said, even her expression, Lu Cheng couldn't tell the truth from the false.

"Hmph, the son is clearly perfunctory!"

Jinyun actually played a little woman's temper with him and spread coquettishness, which was really the first time in the world.

Lu Cheng couldn't figure out what was going on even if he scratched his head.

It stands to reason that this seems to be the third time the two have met, right? Something seems wrong with this style of painting?

Perhaps because of the happy mood, Jinyun's face became a lot more ruddy, and he no longer looked a little pale and weak as before.

She glanced at Lu Cheng coquettishly and said, "You came here for the soap thing, right?" ”

"That's true!" Lu Cheng admitted frankly.

"The slave didn't say that he didn't want to help, so he had to let people think about it, right?"

Jin Yun said, glancing at him with disgust again: "Besides, you guys are too stingy, just a piece of soap and want to send the slave family?" ”

"Uh...... I don't have any money. Lu Cheng replied very dryly.

“……”

Jinyun is completely speechless, this man is really honest and cute.

In the past, those men never shouted poverty for themselves. Even if you are really shy, you will slap your swollen face and become fat, just to be able to perform in front of yourself.

It's good that he hasn't mentioned the conditions yet, so he first stated that he has no money.

"The slave family doesn't want your money."

Jinyun said helplessly: "Son, don't look down on the slave family, in this Wanhualou, not everything can be made by me, if there is no remuneration, my mother will not agree to this matter." ”

"That's ......"

Lu Cheng pondered for a while and asked, "What kind of remuneration does the girl need to help us with this?" ”

"Lu Gongzi is famous, how about writing the first word for the slave family to sing?"

Jinyun covered his mouth again and coughed lightly twice, adding: "Actually, this is also what my mother meant. ”

"Well...... this"

Lu Cheng was a little hesitant in his heart. Now he really doesn't want to copy other people's poems to make a name for himself, this kind of thing is good to do once or twice, and it is too immoral to do more.

Jinyun saw that he was embarrassed, so he had to say: "If the son is unwilling, forget about this matter, when I haven't mentioned it." ”

Seeing her slightly disappointed look, Lu Cheng felt a little unbearable. Speaking of which, this is what I want first, and it is not too much for people to ask for the first lyrics, who has let himself now be praised as a genius of "poetry and poetry"?

Lu Cheng calmed down and said, "One word is not a problem, but can the girl agree to the next request?" ”

"Childe, please speak?"

"Can you not let outsiders know that words are made by their own hands?"

"This ......"

Jinyun frowned slightly, and said strangely: "Childe doesn't want to be famous? ”

"Don't you think my current reputation is not loud enough?" Lu Cheng smiled bitterly.

"That's okay, but Childe thinks that this matter can be hidden?" Jinyun said with a smile.

"Uh...... Let's just be like I'm covering my ears and stealing the bell. ”

Lu Cheng actually knows that this kind of thing can't be hidden from people with intentions, and over time, people can naturally guess it. But he really doesn't want to say other people's poems as his own.

If others guess it, it's someone else's business, and if you don't admit it, you just don't admit it.