When the owner of the fan heard about it, he read the immature inscription on the fan again, and the people below thought that he would be angry, but who knows, he actually hooked the corners of his lips and smiled.

Later, when the man came back and told Nan Qiao, he said that the master didn't want money, but only wanted to see the person who wrote the poem, and if he had a fan, he could also give it away.

Nan Qiao thought about it for a while and agreed.

It happened that someone from the palace found them at that time, and the emperor had something to call Nan Musheng back, so Nan Musheng returned to the palace in advance, and the person who went to get the fan became Nan Qiao.

When Nan Qiao arrived there, she found that the person deliberately used a screen to block her vision, and after chatting a few words, the person behind the screen told her that his name was Lin Yuan.

"You little girl likes my folding fan very much?"

Nan Qiao felt that his brother liked it, so he replied in a childish voice, "I like it." ”

The person behind the screen laughed happily, "It's rare to meet a bosom friend like the girl, and I will give the fan to the girl." ”

Before Nan Qiao could say thank you, he heard him say again, "I appreciate the girl's poetry very much, and I wanted to exchange more with the girl on poetry and songs, but it's a pity..."

Nan Qiao's knowledge is not as good as her brother at all, in case the other party examines her at this time, it will not be good, so she asked weakly,

"What a pity?"

The person behind the screen sighed, "I'll leave here tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't come again in the future, if the girl doesn't dislike it, there are still a few calligraphy and paintings left for the girl, it will be a gift to the girl." ”

After the words fell, the attendant inside walked out holding a few calligraphy and paintings.

Fortunately, I didn't test her for these crepe things.

Nan Qiao didn't expect that there was an unexpected joy, she didn't even see each other, and the other party gave her calligraphy and painting? She opened one of them and looked at it, stunned.

Although she doesn't know a lot about this, she has seen a lot of them in her brother's study from time to time, and she knows a little bit about the fur, and she can open a piece of genuine masterpieces that are priceless, and this person is too generous.

"Childe's gift is too precious, I only need this folding fan, and the calligraphy and painting boy will keep it for himself!"

"Good things naturally have to be given to people who know how to appreciate them, and the girl doesn't have to be too humble, just accept them."

Nan Qiao couldn't shirk it anymore, and then he thought about it, so he couldn't take advantage of others in vain, so he said, "Later, I also want to give Gongzi some calligraphy and paintings from his collection, but those are not paintings by famous artists, I don't know if Gongzi will dislike them." ”

"Since it is a girl's collection, the calligraphy and painting must have something extraordinary, the painting of the famous artist is not necessarily the best, and the painting with the soul is often the most worthy of appreciation!"

Nan Qiao felt that this person's speech was very comfortable to listen to, and later people gave her calligraphy and paintings, so she went directly to her brother's East Palace with calligraphy and paintings, and took a few paintings from her brother's study by the way.

Those paintings were all painted by my brother and never flowed out, although my brother's writing was immature in many places, but Nan Qiao felt that those paintings were the best-looking.

This time she didn't go to deliver the painting in person, but sent a small servant, and when her brother came back from the emperor, the little servant also returned, and also brought back a few letters.

After Nan Musheng saw the calligraphy and paintings sent, he was also stunned, and praised Nan Qiao for being clever and using the paintings he painted casually to exchange for other people's masterpieces.

Nan Qiao only said, "In my eyes, no matter how good the paintings of famous artists are, they are not as precious as those painted by my brother himself!" ”

Nan Musheng said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao's mouth is so sweet!" ”

Nan Qiao stared at the letters and urged, "Brother, open it quickly and take a look, what did people write to you?" ”

Nan Musheng was also a little curious, so he took it apart and took a look, and the corners of his mouth raised, "Sister, people still think that you painted it, but he has unique opinions, and each painting is evaluated reasonably, even if I paint a good mood or not, he can see it." ”

"Really?" Nan Qiao felt a little incredible, "It's a pity that people are leaving tomorrow, otherwise my brother can still have a discussion with that literati." ”

Thinking about it later, Nan Qiao said again, "I didn't reveal that you were the one who wrote the poem before, I was afraid that he wouldn't give me a fan, so I said it was me, but now that I think about it, it seems that I have deceived others!" ”

"It's okay, I'll see him myself tomorrow."

"Oh, well, my brother will have to explain it to me at that time, I really didn't mean to lie to him."

Nan Musheng rubbed her head, "Okay, got it!" ”

That night, Nan Musheng slept a little late because he wanted to study government affairs and appreciate those famous paintings, and because of the cold weather, he accidentally got a wind chill.

The next day, he still insisted on getting up and wanted to go to the Xiling City Teahouse.

According to the place Nan Qiao said, he asked the people below to bring some very valuable calligraphy and paintings, and decided to go as a thank you gift.

There was still a screen in the room, and when the man saw the famous painting sent by the other party, he was obviously a little surprised, and even if he was through the screen, he couldn't help but discuss a thing or two with him.

Today, Nan Musheng's voice is a little hoarse, plus a few coughs from time to time, Lin Yuan naturally guessed that he has a cold, originally Nan Musheng's voice is good, before the age of twelve, it is more like a girl, so his voice is not as clear as yesterday.

However, what Nan Musheng said was exactly the highlight of a painting, if he hadn't had the cold, he would definitely have chatted with Lin Yuan all day.

I wanted to explain what happened yesterday, but my throat was really uncomfortable after commenting on a painting, thinking that Lin Yuan was leaving, and it didn't make sense to explain it or not.

Because Nan Musheng's identity is inconvenient to say to others, he left the alias Feng Huang and left.

At that time, Nan Musheng had a bad voice, so he was heard by Lin Yuan as a phoenix.

After Nan Musheng left, the person with the screen had asked Nan Qiao about her appearance yesterday, and the attendant said that she was a very beautiful little girl, so Lin Yuan did not ask the same question today, and the attendant was not the person from yesterday, so he did not remind him. In fact, yesterday the man went to the backyard to prepare the carriage, so this incident made Lin Yuan always misunderstand that the bosom friend Phoenix was a girl.

After leaving, Yu Wenmo, that is, Lin Yuan, who used the alias, often thought of the phoenix in Xiling City, so he traveled thousands of miles to let people send calligraphy and paintings to the teahouse, he didn't know the true identity of the phoenix, just like the phoenix didn't know him, even the face, it was not really seen.

Because he was afraid that if he saw it with his own eyes, he would be reluctant to leave, or he would bring people to Daye.

But at that time, the Daye Palace was dangerous, the dark tide was surging, and if he was not careful, he would lose his life, how to protect the phoenix?

So he couldn't do that.

Let the people below send poems, he has a glimmer of hope, what if Phoenix goes to the teahouse again, he will receive it?

Because the house of the teahouse, when he left, he bought it with the shopkeeper, and he will put his thoughts on that place in the future, so he still leaves a trace of clues in the poems, hoping that the phoenix can understand the meaning, and return to the teahouse to see the poems, calligraphy and paintings he sent behind.

Sure enough, when he received the letter left by Phoenix in the teahouse, three months later, the people sent out by Yuwenmo to check found Phoenix's reply in the teahouse, so he quickly brought it to him.

So, the two invisibly have a tacit understanding, using letters to communicate and communicate, although thousands of miles apart, but every time they see each other's letters, there is an indescribable sense of intimacy.

This friendship lasted for five years, until after Daye and the Southern Jin Dynasty went to war, the letters sent by Yuwenmo had not been touched in the teahouse, and naturally no new letters were placed there.

He thought that the phoenix was tired of it, or that she was married, or that she was no longer in the world...

During that time, Yu Wenmo thought of many possibilities, but he still couldn't help but send his favorite calligraphy, paintings and letters to the teahouse, perhaps it had become a habit, or maybe he had that glimmer of hope.

In the end, it was still a stone in the sea, Phoenix, and never wrote back to him.

Until that day, when he knew that Nan Qiao was a phoenix, he was excited and didn't fall asleep all night, even happier than when he ascended the throne.

His phoenix turned out to be by his side.

He had called the attendant who had seen Nan Qiao countless times before, describing her face, only to know that it was a very beautiful girl, and he couldn't find the words to describe her beauty.

So he was even more sure that Nanqiao was a phoenix, because only a phoenix is so beautiful.

So when he saw 'Nan Qiao' who was offered by King Pingding for the first time, he was not only amazed by the beauty of 'Nan Qiao', but he also felt that there was an indescribable sense of intimacy when he saw her, so he couldn't wait to make 'Nan Qiao' a concubine, even if she was misbehaving in the harem, giving her enough time to accept herself, he would never force her.

Unexpectedly, that night, when he lowered his face to confess to Phoenix, Phoenix suddenly became angry, and fought with him, threatening to kill him.

Although he knew that Phoenix was the lord of the Southern Jin Dynasty, he had encroached on the land of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and it was right for the Phoenix to hate him, but he never thought that the Phoenix was actually a man who was more beautiful than a woman.

It wasn't until Nalan Guangyao entered the palace overnight to tell the true identity of the phoenix that he felt that he was going crazy.

He rushed into the Wutong Palace with his sword, and when he saw Phoenix sitting there alone playing chess with him, he wanted to sit quietly opposite him to play with him, and at this moment, all his anger disappeared.

The phoenix glanced at the sword in his hand, and when he saw the menacing group of people behind him, his face was calm and terrifying.

"Your Majesty, if you want to kill me, why do you have to come in person, just send someone at will."

He frowned, staring at Phoenix's face, even though he was disfigured, he still felt good-looking.

"Are you Nan Qiao?" Eventually, he mustered up the courage to ask these words.

Phoenix's disdainful expression and indifferent eyes already told him the answer.

But he was unwilling, so he asked again, "Are you Nan Qiao?" ”

As long as the phoenix says yes, he will never blame the phoenix, and he will be as tolerant to the phoenix as always, even if he makes waves in the harem, he can choose to ignore it.