Lin He's smooth face was full of angular coldness, and a pair of deep and sharp black eyes were glowing with charming color. The sword eyebrows are starry, the nose is square, and the heroic spirit is compelling. Although the skin is a little dark, it makes people feel more masculine, so Lin He looks so outstanding in the crowd when he is together.

Mu Qing followed the voice, her eyes were frozen for a moment, and she involuntarily stopped her lotus steps.

"Miss Mu Qing, there are two poems below." Lin He arched his hand.

"Snort, don't be a chaste martyr with a sad heart......" Seeing Lin He come out at this time, Ji Hai teased loudly, causing a burst of laughter from the audience.

"Look at his dark appearance, what good poems can he write?"

"Hehe, so many talented scholars and Confucian scholars present have not been recognized by Miss Mu Qing, and a farmer is still pretending to be there, which is really beyond his strength!"

"Phew! This kind of person has thoughts about Miss Mu Qing, it's like a lazy toad who wants to eat swan meat! ”

……

Everyone in the audience was already angry because they didn't get Mu Qing's appreciation, and Lin He naturally attracted a meal of sour water at this time.

Bai Ruochen watched even more coldly.

He really didn't believe that this man could write better poetry than him!

Lin He ignored these people, but looked at the high platform with burning eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the curtain.

Mu Qing hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, sat back on the mahogany carved chair, and said softly, "Please come here." ”

After Lin He took it with one hand, he pondered for a moment and said, "In Miss Mu's story, the woman's experience can be divided into two paragraphs. The first paragraph is the admiration when I first saw a man. I have a poem to write. ”

"The swing is lazy and fragrant, and the dew flowers are thin and the shirt is wet. Seeing the guest enter and walk shyly, leaning on the door and looking back and smelling the green plums. ”

This poem is a seven-word quatrain changed by Lin He according to Li Qingzhao's lips, because the Jin Dynasty did not have such a thing as a word name, so Lin He spent a lot of effort, and he could barely suppress the rhyme.

The poem describes the shy expression of a young girl who wants to see but dare not see when she sees the man she likes coming to the door.

After reading a poem, there was no sound in the back hall, and everyone was immersed in the beautiful scene outlined in this poem, as if a girl who was "leaning on the door and looking back and smelling the green plum" appeared in front of her, looking at herself shyly.

The sentence of this poem is popular, but it is better than the delicate portrayal and the theme.

The crowd was shocked.

They really didn't expect that this person would have such a talent!

"It must have been copied from somewhere!" Ji Hai looked like he was completely stunned and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously.

Indeed, they did not quite believe that this young man dressed so ordinarily could write such a good poem!

Lin He looked at Ji Haidao with a smile: "Oh? You say I copied it, so can you tell me which book this poem is copied from? Who did it? ”

"I ...... I ......" A layer of fine beads of sweat soaked out of Ji Hai's forehead, and he said forcefully: "Who knows whose you copied!" Anyway, I don't believe you can make such good poems! ”

"Then please ask Ji Gongzi to copy a poem and listen to it?" Lin He sneered.

"You...... Act like a snob! Ji Hai stiffened his neck, his face flushed, and scolded in a low voice.

After the curtain, Mu Qing was silent.

She is both talented and artistic, and the poems "swing shaking, fragrant curtains, thick dew, thin flowers, and a thin shirt" all evoke a few thoughts in her heart. In particular, "seeing the entrance and shame of leaving, leaning on the door and looking back and smelling the green plum." In extremely concise language, the subtle psychology of the girl who is afraid to see and want to see, and wants to see but dare not see is portrayed very well, which makes her feel sorry for herself and can't stop.

"The son is really talented, and the concubine is very impressed."

"Miss Mu is too famous." Lin He arched his hand and smiled.

"I remember that Childe seemed to say that there are two poems ......" Mu Qing's pleasant voice revealed a hint of anticipation.

The guests in the back hall all turned their eyes and stared at Lin He.

Lin He looked calm and said: "This second stage of experience is that a woman is abandoned by a man, her heart is like a knife, and she is sad and desperate. Therefore, the second poem is called "Wounded". ”

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. ”

Quiet.

It's silent!

If life is only as it first seems......

Yes, if life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan......

Everyone in the backroom was silent.

Less leaning, there was a low sobbing sound from the maid at the door.

No one blamed her for breaking the silence.

Because, even some of the male guests present were faintly red, and the eye circles were faintly red.

"Good sentence...... A good sentence from the predecessors! A Confucian scholar muttered to himself.

"If life is only as it first seems...... If it was only like the first meeting, the woman would not be like this, and the matter would not be like this! A boy sighed.

No one suspects that Lin He is plagiarizing anymore, because, who would be willing to give this kind of famous sentence to others?

Bai Ruochen glanced at Lin He deeply again, and didn't say anything to Ji Hai, and immediately turned around and left.

……

After a long time, Mu Qing came back to her senses, gently touched the tears in the corners of her eyes with a silk silk, nodded to the maid beside her, and then owed a debt to the hall through the curtain, and left by herself.

The maid then opened the curtain and said to Lin He: "This son, young lady please go to the teahouse to talk." ”

Everyone was stunned!

It's done!

The corners of Lin He's mouth moved slightly excitedly.

The first man who was qualified to enter Mu Qing's boudoir finally appeared, and everyone looked at him with envy, and he was so convinced.

After all, they don't think they can write such a great poem.

……

The moon hung high in the sky, and the silver glow poured into the attic and flowed into the window.

A beautiful woman in the alluring city sat quietly by the window, her long purple dress covering her graceful body, and her jade-like face was beautiful and flawless.

The moonlight shone on the beauty, like Chang'e in the heavenly palace, and was about to float away.

"Miss, the guest has been brought." A delicate female voice came from outside the door.

The beautiful woman looked back from the edge of the window, and her lips opened lightly: "Come in." ”

"Yes, miss."

The wooden door opened, and Lin He followed the maid into the house, and immediately looked around.

This is a delicate and exquisite boudoir, and the room is filled with a faint scent of ambergris. On the side wall is a small bed wrapped in a pink and yellow curtain, swaying gently in the breeze blowing outside the openwork carved windows. On the right side of the bed is a rolled up bead curtain, and on the mahogany table below is an elegant guqin, in front of which stands a curling figure.

Seeing Mu Qing so closely, Lin He still couldn't suppress the sudden and wild beating in his heart. He has seen a lot of beauties in his past and present lives, but there is no one who can really compare with this woman.

It is transcendent, without a bit of mortal temperament, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, and it is impossible to make things.

If he hadn't heard Shen Qinglong's disciples talk about it with his own ears, Lin He wouldn't have been able to connect Mu Qing with people like Shen Qinglong in the Cao Gang.

Although Shen Qinglong can be regarded as good-looking, he is a slippery character in the rivers and lakes, and Mu Qing, a woman who does not have a trace of fireworks in the world, can't get along, is it really "a flower inserted in cow dung"?

With infinite regret in his heart, Lin He stepped in and said, "In Xia Lin Changgeng, I have seen Miss Mu Qing. ”

"Lin Gongzi doesn't need to be polite, please sit down and talk." Mu Qing nodded, and then said to the maid, "Xiaoli, make tea for Lin Gongzi." ”

"Yes, miss." The maid Xiaoli respectfully said yes.

Suddenly, the tea was served, Mu Qing sat in front of the guqin and never turned around, and asked softly, "I don't know what tunes the son likes to listen to?" ”

Lin He picked up the teacup and shook it with the tea lid, the tea residue floated to both sides, he took a sip lightly, and then said slowly: "Miss Mu Qing seems to be reluctant to communicate with people. ”

Mu Qing'e raised her eyebrows slightly, and turned sideways slightly: "What did Gongzi Lin say?" ”

Lin He put down the teacup and looked at Mu Qing's back: "First, after entering the door at ease, Miss Mu Qing never turned around and looked at the next glance, and the meaning of alienation was obvious. Second, Miss Iguan's cabinet obviously has a good Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, but let me drink the Longjing before the rain......"

Lin He didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious.

Mu Qing didn't feel embarrassed at all, she turned around, raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and smiled softly, and blew Ruolan and said, "It seems that it is indeed the little woman who has neglected Lin Gongzi." ”

"Xiaoli, change a pot of Mingqian Longjing for Gongzi."

"No, I'm not particular about tea." Lin He waved his hand.

"Oh? So what does Lin Gongzi pay attention to on weekdays? It won't just be reading books and writing poetry, right? Mu Qing seemed to ask casually.

Lin He smiled and didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "This is natural, just like Miss Mu Qing, you won't just play the piano, right?" ”

"Me?" Mu Qing paused for a moment and said faintly: "Maybe it's just playing the piano." ”

"Oh?" Lin He looked at Mu Qing with some disbelief, and changed the topic and said, "Miss Mu Qing, I actually came here today to make a deal with you." ”

"Deal, what deal?" A trace of loss crossed Mu Qing's eyes, and she said coldly: "Young Master Lin, please speak." ”

"Miss Mu Qing, I want to know something from you." Lin He said bluntly.

"Ask me?" Mu Qing frowned: "What about the conditions?" ”

"I'll teach the girl a tune." Lin He said calmly.

"What? Teach me tunes? Mu Qing felt angry and funny in her heart.

This is by no means Mu Qing's conceit, looking at the present, there is really no piano music in the world that she can't play. And the person in front of him said that he wanted to teach her piano music!

Despite this, Mu Qing still asked politely, but her expression was a little casual: "What kind of music does Childe have?" ”

Lin He seemed to see Mu Qing's thoughts, his starry eyes were clear, he smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Guangling San"! ”

"What!?"

Mu Qing's eyes widened.