"Master, Miss has found it, just ahead!"

"Master, Miss is ahead!"

Time.

The people sent out by the major families quickly found the young ladies of each family, almost all of them in front.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and let her go back!"

"Don't hesitate, if this girl dares to say a word, tell her never to come back!"

“......”

Soon.

When many rich ladies in front of Ye Changqing were still asking, someone walked quickly.

"Miss, something big has happened at home, hurry up and go back with me!"

"What's the big deal?"

"The lord let go, if you don't come back now, you will never come back, this time I can guarantee my life, the lord is definitely not joking. ”

"And this matter is very important, it will implicate the entire family, and even the survival of the family. ”

"Is it that serious?"

"Brother Changqing, my name is He Lan, you must remember my name. ”

“......”

Soon.

It was just a few breaths of time, and many rich ladies who stood in front of Ye Changqing left in a hurry after saying goodbye to Ye Changqing.

Watching everyone leave one after another, Ye Changqing exhaled slightly.

"Miss Yan, isn't our trip too high-profile?"

Ye Changqing continued to move forward, and at the same time glanced at Yan Bingxin, and asked.

Yan Bingxin smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, in fact, we are not too high-profile, but you are too outstanding." ”

Outstanding?

What stands out?

In addition to this face, there is a little talent that is useless in this world, what else do I have?

Ye Changqing shook his head with a faint smile, calmed down a little, and asked again, "Miss Yan, you haven't told me yet, what are we going to do here?"

Yan Bingxin said with a smile.

"Breeze Falling Moon Pavilion. ”

Breeze and Moon Pavilion?

What the hell is this place, the name is quite poetic.

Ye Changqing said again: "Then what kind of place is this Qingfeng Falling Moon Pavilion?"

Yan Bing's heart eyes flickered, and he said, "Mr. Ye, Qingfeng Luoyue Pavilion is an elegant place when you hear this name, right?"

Ye Changqing nodded undeniably.

"Mr. Ye, this Breeze and Falling Moon Pavilion is actually a place where talented and beautiful people in the entire imperial capital gather. ”

Yan Bingxin continued: "Qingfeng Luoyue Pavilion is located on the shore of Biqing Lake in the southern district of the imperial capital, originally called Qingfeng Pavilion, and then there was a talented man who was drunk and saw that at night, Qingyue Lake reflected a full moon, so there was such a beautiful poem. ”

"I raised my glass to invite the bright moon, but I didn't know that the bright moon was green. ”

Smell.

Ye Changqing couldn't help but be stunned.

I have to admit that this poem is indeed quite broad.

Of course, it's really just a matter of being broad.

To know.

Before coming to this world of cultivating immortals, Ye Changqing was once familiar with Tang poems and Song lyrics.

Therefore.

This poem can really only be regarded as broad in terms of the Tang and Song poems he remembers.

When he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yan Bingxin's expression when he said this poem, Ye Changqing couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth.

Anyway, this is a world of cultivating immortals, and I don't know about the peerless talents such as poetry immortals, poetry saints, etc.

And he was already full of poetry and books in that world, and his memory was relatively outstanding.

Such a poem can change the name of a building.

So can he make every building in the imperial capital change its name?

Most importantly.

Maybe you can do something else with these poems.

Then.

Hearing Yan Bingxin's blurted out of this poem, Yan Jinghong behind him couldn't help but have the corners of his mouth flushed.

Although he has been in the depths of the court all the year round, he is still quite familiar with this poem and this breeze and falling moon pavilion.

Moreover, if it weren't for the many chores he had to do every day, he would have wanted to go there a long time ago, and this breeze would have fallen into the Moon Pavilion.

And now it seems that Yan Bingxin is going to take Mr. Ye to Qingfeng Luoyue Pavilion.

"Mr. Ye, I also know about this Breeze Falling Moon Pavilion. ”

Yan Jinghong followed Ye Changqing's side, and said with a look of fascination: "This Qingfeng Luoyue Pavilion has a total of four floors, corresponding to calligraphy, painting, piano and chess, and each of these floors has top wizards in this field. ”

Each area?

Top Wizards?

Smell.

Ye Changqing was radiant when he arrived, and his expression couldn't help but reveal a hint of yearning.

Let's be honest.

In the past two months, he felt that he seemed to be a little prejudiced against this immortal cultivation world before.

In that world.

Every novel he saw was basically bitter and hateful, people's hearts were like an abyss, murder and treasure, and there were crises everywhere.

And in this world of immortal cultivation that he is in now, except for some terrifying demon beasts, he really hasn't seen any great evildoers.

Most importantly.

In this world of cultivating immortals, although there are some real cultivators, there are also a lot of lovers of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Especially in this imperial capital, there is such an elegant place.

Good!

Very good!

It's so dripping!

Come to think of it.

Ye Changqing couldn't help but secretly complained: "The authors of those novels I have read, do you have any misunderstandings about the world of cultivating immortals?

"I know all day long that I know how to fight and kill, you are not tired, we are tired of watching, you open your eyes and take a good look, I have crossed, this is the real world of cultivating immortals, it is not as terrifying as you say. ”

After some complaining.

Ye Changqing glanced at Yan Jinghong, who had bright eyes, and asked with a smile: "Young Master Yan, it seems that you also like these gentle things." ”

"Brother, you have these hobbies, why don't I know?"

Yan Bingxin tilted her head and looked at Yan Jinghong, her eyes were a little surprised, and then she smiled softly.

Yan Jinghong was stunned for a moment.

When facing this Mr. Ye, he did not reserve it, and nodded hesitantly.

Afterwards.

Under the leadership of Yan Bingxin, although there was no obstruction from those rich women, there would still be many emotional voices in his ears, and Ye Changqing did not pay attention to it.

Therefore, about half an hour later, the group finally came to the so-called Qingfeng Falling Moon Pavilion.

It is a magnificent attic, estimated to be more than thirty meters high.

And behind the Qingfeng Luoyue Pavilion, a huge lake is horizontal, the lake is green, the smoke is vast, you can't see the edge at a glance, and the scenery is quite Yiren.

"Mr. Ye, this is the Breeze Falling Moon Pavilion. ”

Yan Bingxin stood in front of the attic's courtyard, looked up at the ancient wooden plaque with gold letters on a black background above him, and smiled happily.

Ye Changqing retracted his gaze and looked up at the plaque above, but he looked a little disappointed.

Although the handwriting looks very sloppy and imposing, it is a little flawed.

The words wind and fall in the middle are too rigid!

That's when it happened.

A group of people passed by their side and poured into the door.

Their expressions were excited and excited, as if some big man was about to descend on the Breeze and the Falling Moon Pavilion.

Then.

Yan Jinghong, who seemed to hear a little wind, frowned slightly and said: "The calligraphers of the Changming Academy, Wang Mo ......"