Jing Li put the mask back on and said, "It's ......"

Su Juan seemed to be expected, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a confident smile.

Jing Li didn't pay much attention to the two of them and rushed out of the door.

"Brother, this girl is extraordinary!" Su Ge, who had just had a discussion with Jing Li, recalled.

Su Juan picked up the bamboo slips on the table and handed them to Su Ge, one volume, two volumes, three volumes, until Su Ge's hand was full of three volumes, Su Juan said, "Copy each volume once, I'll check it tomorrow!" ”

"Brother......" Su Ge said in a pleading tone.

"Since you know that she is extraordinary and still goes to provoke, how do you teach others to look at you?" Su Juan reminded him by tapping his head with the bamboo slip in his hand.

Jing Li walked all the way back to his room after leaving the West Pavilion, or he was tired of chasing and fighting, and he didn't even have the strength to use the method of lightening his body. But once this girl shuttles through the pavilion, she will attract everyone's attention.

"Eh, look at ......" The disciples on the side pulled the other disciples to whisper and talk one after another.

"She's a disciple of the main pavilion!"

"Look at the mask on her face."

Whoever rubs shoulders with the mirror will surely look back at her.

Jing Li is not a person who loves vanity, she doesn't care about everyone's comments, she only knows to get out of the crowd quickly. Finally, she couldn't stand the gaze of people like a trapped beast in a cage, and she threw off her sleeves and invited a flood of petals to wrap her whole body, and the petals scattered and she disappeared in front of everyone. Only a group of mediocre people were left to sigh.

As if out of the sea of suffering, Jing Li pushed the door and stretched, threw himself on the bed with a face, and kicked his heels to himself.

"Girl......" Someone outside the door suddenly asked to knock the door.

"What's the matter?" Jing Li replied through the window screen.

"Lord Wen Ge asked the girl to see her in Mozhutang." After the disciple finished the report, he left quickly, without waiting for Jing Li's answer.

Jing Li quickly pushed open the door, poked his head left and right to look for the figure of the disciple just now, but the people in this Xiaoyao Pavilion were very strange, and their attitude towards Jing Li was tepid.

Thinking of today's coincidental encounter with Lord Wen Ge, Jing Li's inexplicable heartbeat began to speed up, "Poof, poof!" ”

"Uh-huh!" Jing Li shook his head and stopped his cautious jump.

"This is what Senior Brother Yuwen said, could it be that this is the feeling?" But Jing Li buried his head and thought about it carefully, how could it be that this Wen Pavilion Lord was a few rounds different from his own generation?

Jing Li held a nymphomaniac and complicated and tangled mood, coupled with the indescribable mood of the deer colliding with the match, like a drunk person, let him staggered downstairs step by step.

"That, dare to ask how to get to Merlin Hall?" Jing Li grabbed a disciple casually and asked.

The older disciple thought about it a few times before slowly squeezing out a sentence, "You are a disciple of the main pavilion?" ”

Dizzy, Jing Li is not a star above the nine skies, and it has attracted so many people to look up. Out of helplessness, she could only nod stiffly.

After confirming the identity, the disciple suddenly respected a little, and enthusiastically took her hand and pointed to the front door and said, "Turn left, turn right, turn left and turn left, go straight for a while." ”

Jing Li seemed to be deceived, and slowly sorted out his thoughts in his mind stupidly, "Left, right...... Left ......"

At first glance, the people in this pavilion are so concise and straightforward, looking for someone to discuss, come without appointment, show the way for others, and make a mess, is it possible that the people in Xiaoyao Pavilion are all rectum?

Jing Li reluctantly walked along the memory, the scale of Xiaoyao Pavilion is by no means smaller than that of Anting Pavilion, here is surrounded by bamboo forests, this mirror is quietly gloomy, after walking for a long time, Jing Li is a little dizzy, leaning on the pillar to rest.

Jing Li panted and looked at this sky-like corridor, with flowers and plants pressing the fence on both sides, and there was a black pottery jar every few steps on both sides of the corridor, which raised white jade goldfish, are the people of this Xiaoyao Pavilion so idle?

Jing Li's face was pressed against the water surface, and his fingers poked a ripple, and the goldfish in the tank collided with each other. Jing Li's attention will always be inexplicably attracted away, not even forgetting to go to Merlin, the little goldfish can hold her thoughts.

The figure of a man in white was reflected on the surface of the water in the tank, and he seemed to be standing behind Jing Li watching her tease the goldfish, just like a praying mantis catching a cicada, and the yellow finch was behind, but the man behind him didn't want to catch her.

Jing Li raised her head a little by little, her gaze climbing up little by little, first to the man's hair, then to his upright lips, and then her eyes to meet in a moment.

"Pavilion Master Wen?" Jing Li clapped his hands, straightened his waist, and stood in front of the Wen Pavilion Lord with a serious attitude.

Two shallow dimples swirled on the cold jade-like face of the Wen Pavilion Lord, and he asked softly, "Do you like it?" ”

Jing Li seemed to be bewitched by those starry eyes, and nodded like a nymphomaniac, "Hmm! ”

The emanation of the Wen Pavilion Lord's shawl fluttered in the wind, and his eyes flashed and he turned around and motioned for Jing Li to come with him. The soul captured Jing Li is like a lonely ghost and goes away with black and white impermanence.

Wen Dong's sleeves fluttered, the breeze came slowly, he seemed to be like a candle in the wind, a fluttering figure, peerless and amazing! Jing Li followed behind the Wen Pavilion Lord without a sound, and she almost looked at the strange person with her breath.

Wen Dong led Jing Li into the Molin Hall, this hall is ventilated on all sides, the green bamboo and the wind, the shadow and the breeze are refreshing, the high green bamboo frame is full of four books and five classics, but the simple academy teaches people to like to read here.

Wen Dong rolled up his sleeves and took off a volume and handed it to Jing Li, and said softly in his ear, "This is "Guangling San", the first composer of this song is no longer alive, and the ancestors wrote down this song by ear at the execution ground and hid it in this pavilion. ”

Jing Liwu's eyes widened, oh my God, it was the first time that the Lord of the Wen Pavilion had said so many words, and this cool man actually had this side.

"I'll practice this song here in the future." Wen Dong spread out the scroll, and a fragrant wood zither was placed squarely in the center.

Jing Li sat cross-legged, facing the bamboo forest swaying in the wind, she raised her fingers to pluck the strings, and the cool breeze blew off a few bamboo leaves and floated into the pavilion. "Boom!" Jing Li was frightened by the sound of his piano, and the rough sound of the piano suddenly shattered the good atmosphere.

Wen Dong looked at Jing Li's clumsy appearance, shook his head helplessly and provoked a little smile, and then walked towards his table with his hands in his hands.

"Lord Wen Ge, this piano Jing Li really doesn't know ......" Jing Li vomited his head and complained about his difficulties.

The Lord of the Wen Pavilion was silent, raised the green jade wine jug, poured a small glass of warm wine, and placed it on the side of his mouth to taste, "This song breaks the intestines and tells the soul of the ages." ”

Jing Li had a distorted expression, scratched the corner of his sideburns and said, "Jing Li is not talented, I really don't know how to appreciate music theory......"

Wen Dong picked up the small and delicate wine cup on the table and walked towards Jingli, bent over and handed over a glass. Jing Li, as usual, pushed his hand to resign.

Wen Dong shook the wine in the glass, and the wine was stained on the wall of the glass, and then he put the wine cup on the table and said, "Try it"

Jing Li awkwardly retracted his resignation, hesitantly picked up the wine cup, put it next to his nose and smelled a little taste, the elegant lotus wine was brewed with the autumn laurel in October, a sweet and pure taste, Jing Li seemed to be relieved, picked up the wine glass and drank it down his throat, and the dragon descended like nectar!

"Good wine should not be greedy." Wen Dong squinted his crescent-like eyes with a smile and took the empty wine glass in Jing Li's hand.

"Playing the piano is like this, although the Six Arts Classics have not been learned, but if you try it, you will be un......controllable," Wen Dong explained the reason why he let Jing Li drink.

Jing Li slowly understood what Lord Wen meant, the so-called ten thousand skills in the world, people can't learn them one by one, but after a few tastes, they may have some resonance and recognition.

Wen Dong's loose robe fell down in a dashing manner, and seeing that Jing Li had a little understanding, he came to the table and then tasted wine.

A cool breeze blew comfortably between Jing Li's hair, and the hair was around her ears, Jing Li looked at the music score at a glance, and the dense symbols poured into her mind one by one.

"The meaning of Guangling, access to the world's rivers and Hans, with a twist of endless vastness......" Wen Dong lay on his side on the seat, holding his head with one hand and said lazily.

Jing Li followed the purest feeling in his heart, plucked the strings, and the faint and beautiful sound of the piano came out one string at a time. Gentle and light, excellent and beautiful......

Wen Dong also seemed to be intoxicated by the sound of the piano, closing his eyes and holding an empty wine glass in his hand.

Although Jing Li is a fun child, with this nature, she can quickly get started when she comes into contact with unfamiliar things, and a ghostly song comes.

"The sound of music in the forest is accompanied, and the wind is harmonious...... Wen Dong said casually.

The sound of the piano echoes in the mountains and rivers, the warm sun is quiet between the clouds and waters, the piano is stroked in the wind in the mirror, and the drunk Wen Dong lies on the seat.

The mirror is focused on this, and the day and the sun on the horizon will be bounced into the mountain with a flick, and the bright moon should be empty and scattered, or it has been understood in this song, and the mirror is a tear.

Wen Dong brushed aside the distribution, a gust of wind came, the green silk floated away, he brushed his sleeves and rolled up the hand of Jingli and said, "Today is here, tomorrow will continue to play......"

Jing Li seemed to be out of her mind, stopped the jumping of her fingertips, and nodded stiffly.

Wen Dong was about to take Jing Li out of here and go to dinner, when the red brocade on Jing Li's left hand fell unintentionally, Wen Dong pressed his body to pick up the red brocade and handed it to Jing Li.

"Xie Wen Pavilion Master ......" Jing Li practiced the piano quietly today, and even his demeanor and mind were a little calmer.

Wen Dong picked up the brocade and was about to wrap it around the mirror, but the flower totem on her left hand stunned Wen Dong.

"It's ...... The totem of the Lord of the Snow Yang Pavilion? Wen Dong thought to himself secretly, and his eyes were empty for a moment.

"Pavilion Master Wen, what's wrong?" Jing Li shook his hand and pulled Wen Dong's wandering god back.

"It's okay, let's go......" Wen Dong quickly wrapped up the mirror and took her to the lantern stand for dinner.

The sky lantern stand is located in the south of Xiao Yao Pavilion, towering with the height of bamboo, and the green bamboo leaves in the sky are scattered on the sky lantern stand in the open air like rain.

Wen Dong held the mirror under the eyes of all the disciples, entered the banquet, only to see that under the wind and night, the high building was covered by green bamboo, pulling out the shadow of the swaying bamboo leaves, this building was full of lights, and it became the most brilliant place in the dark green bamboo forest.

Wen Dong met the eyes of all the disciples and said, "Let's all eat......"