Wang Fuzi's face was gloomy, obviously dissatisfied with the slander of his students by these people, and he was about to open his mouth to defend Ren Miao, but he saw that Ren Miaoyi had a new move, which made his words hold in his stomach.

With a light sigh, Ren sat up straight.

In front of him, there is wine in the glass, and the wine is clear.

Take your finger as a pen, dip a wisp of wine, and put your finger on the empty place on the table!

"Yanqiu Ci"

"Ask the world, what is love?

Where the finger fell, the pen walked the dragon and snake, the handwriting appeared on the desktop, and the phoenix butterfly on one side consciously played the role of Ren Ethereal Translator.

"Shhh

A burst of gasping sounded, and the quatrain, read out from the mouth of the phoenix butterfly as crisp as a warbler's cry, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, hit people's hearts heavily.

"Ask the world, what is love, teach people to live and die", Qinglian standing in front of the two of them heard it most clearly, and saw it most clearly, that stroke by stroke, like a knife carving, deeply imprinted into her heart, making her heart tremble!

Ren Tingting in the distance, as if the whole person was already crazy, but the first sentence made her feel like she was almost fainting!

"There are double flyers in the south and the north of the world, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. ”

Half of the reading, the phoenix butterfly is already confused, almost unable to see the handwriting, every year, it seems to be extremely difficult.

Qinglian, at this moment, has tears stained the placket, the side face of the young man in front of him, seems to be gradually blurred, blurry and unclear, and finally became another face, once in love, once sworn by the sea, once an infatuated man and a stupid woman, under the ruthlessness of the years, gradually lost, the paper fell into gold, but he has long forgotten him, and now, I found that the figure in my heart has never disappeared, but is very clear.

Ren Yiyi paused for a moment, as if waiting for Feng Die to adjust her mood, and then, her finger fell.

"You should have said:

Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, to whom does the shadow go?

Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat.

The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind.

The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess.

Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu.

There was no sound of breathing, and even the sound of the snow outside the boat being melted by the lake could be heard, and everyone, with their mouths open, sat there straight, their faces flushed, forgetting their breathing, and not saying a word!

"Dang!" suddenly there was a crisp sound, but it was a scholar who fell to the ground with a wine glass in his hand, waking up a drunken one.

But when I heard the sound of sobbing, I saw that the women who accompanied the wine were all teary-eyed, speechless and choked.

"Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, to whom does the shadow go?" Wang Fuzi read silently, his face was complicated, but there was a trace of emotion, this poem, even if he is a ruthless person, he must also feel it.

No one has anything to say, only endless emotion, and the people who speak out are already hiding their faces at the moment, if this is all fishing in troubled waters, then what are they called?

Qinglian wiped away her tears and looked up, but only saw an empty table, dry wine, and no words, as if everything just now was an illusion, and there was a trace of loss in her heart, but the sentence in her mind, "Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach people to live and die" lingered.

Looking up again, I didn't see the young man in the banquet, when I lost my soul, I only saw two figures, a man and a woman, walking slowly on the splint, the girl smiled skillfully, and the corner of her eyes carried the happy light that she was most envious and looking forward to, holding an umbrella for him, and the snowflakes fell in the middle, and the beauty was like the artistic conception that came out of the picture scroll.

But he paused, looked back, Lang Yi's face smiled slightly, as if to say goodbye, and the two figures disappeared on the deck.

The hearts of many women present moved, and they seemed to be very reluctant, and the departure of the two seemed to make them lose a large piece of their hearts.

"What a gentleman, what a Hou Mansion Renfang, really worthy of the young talent, today, you are blessed, witnessing the birth of a quatrain through the ages!" Jiang Zhongli laughed, interrupting the mood in the audience.

"A gentleman is a great talent, one word is all over the hearts of thousands of women in the world, and the little woman is ashamed!" saw that the famous Ling Qinglian knelt on the ground, her face was ashamed, and she deeply bowed in the direction of Ren Yi's departure!

When other artists and women saw this scene, they all bowed their heads.

"Love saint! At a young age, he can make such tactful words, but I am afraid that there will be one more person in the world who will make countless women feel excited!"

Ren Tingting looked at Ren Ethereal's departing back stupidly, but her heart was full of twists and turns, as if she had countless words to say, but she couldn't confide in.

After the quatrain, Qinglian had no intention of performing again, and apologized and retired behind the scenes.

"It's a good song of Yanqiu, I'm afraid that after that, Mingxin Lake will become a great holy place for crazy men and women", Li Juren touched his beard and said with emotion, seeing Qinglian leaving, there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

"Brother Wang's great talent, he can teach such a student, a song "Homesickness" says the heart of the world, and a song "Yanqiu Ci" tells the world's feelings, it is really envious of others!" Huang Zhushu said enviously to Wang Fuzi.

Wang Fuzi stroked his beard and smiled, but he felt inexplicably in his heart, but he recalled the bits and pieces of Ren Miao's life in the school, from the very beginning of enrollment to today's graduation, one scene after another came back to his heart, perhaps, the talent of heaven is different!

Suddenly, a burst of ethereal piano sound sounded between the lakeside, ethereal like smoke, the slightest ear, the sound of the piano lingered on the lakeside, and everyone's hearts trembled, and the sound was like a pine wind roaring, and like a spring flowing in a hurry. The haggard piano soul roams the life of the people, and it is difficult to look back on the passing of the years. The young green silk has become white-headed and bitter in an instant, with no relatives and friends, wind and rain and mud, how to endure the ups and downs of honor and disgrace without complaints, especially the ups and downs of honor and disgrace without complaints, only this string is dissociated, and the morning and dusk are often accompanied, and the bitterness and happiness are always together, and the wine wakes up and people scatter the aftertaste.

This song should only be in the sky, it is rare to hear it in the world, and it is hard to imagine that there is such a sound in the world.

The sound of a hollow valley yellow oriole echoed and sang along with the sound of the piano, and the words sung were the words of the wild goose!

The crowd poured out of the cabin and stood on the deck, but they saw the boat on which the prince was sitting, swaying in the lake, a young man sitting on the bow of the boat, stroking the strings of the piano, the sound of the piano sounded from his fingers like mountain water, and the maiden, holding an umbrella, sang on one side.

"What a pair of fairy couples, such an artistic conception can live up to the boundless wind and moon of Mingxin Lake!" someone muttered to themselves, and the people present suddenly felt that they were really unbearable.

Ren Miao didn't know that after he left, an interesting picture was staged on the boat, when the banquet was over, someone wanted to secretly resist the table where Ren Miao gave the poem, although the handwriting had evaporated, but they all understood that this table, I was afraid that it would become famous with Ren Miao's poem!

Eventually, the table was taken over by Jiang Zhongli as his own, and I heard that it was later cherished in his mansion.

Time proved that his choice was right, this table later became a sacred relic for all women in the world, so much so that it was later rumored that whoever got this table would be able to be happy.

"Childe, the words just now are so good, I was moved to cry", Feng Die looked at the umbrella and looked at the umbrella under Ren Yi and said.

"Feng Die, when will you become like Qinglian?" Ren Miao said with the corners of his mouth slightly curled, looking at Feng Die.

Feng Die's mind unconsciously remembered Qinglian's devilish figure, her face darkened, she stomped her feet, and moved the umbrella away, "Forget it about you freezing to death, just now I saw that you looked at other people's eyes wrong, hooligan!"

"Hahahaha!" Ren Miao looked at the jealous phoenix butterfly at the moment with interest, and laughter echoed in the wind and snow.

Never doubt the speed at which women spread gossip, it took less than a month for Ren Yi's "Yanqiu Ci" to become famous all over the world! It has been regarded as a classic by countless women.

Countless women were moved by this "Yanqiu Ci", according to incomplete statistics, in the spread of Yanqiu Ci, the tears of women are enough to fill a Mingxin Lake.

"Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach people to live and die," has been talked about by countless women, and it is rumored that the piano music composed by Ren Miao has been circulated, and for a while, it has been circulated on the occasion of the wind and moon in the boudoir.

Ren's ethereal reputation, this time really to a certain extent, has become the object of admiration of countless women in the world, and even, among the more straightforward courtesans, a ballad began to circulate: "I don't want the king to call, I want to be called, I don't want a thousand taels of gold, I want to have the heart of any party, I don't want the gods to see, I want to know any side." ”

As the fame spread, the gossip and life history about Ren Miao also began to be dug up, and after learning about Ren Miao's "miserable" life experience, the hearts of the women melted.

In the past few days, at the door of the ancestral mansion of the Marquis Mansion in the lonely city, many women have begun to wander, not for anything else, just to be able to see Ren Ethereal.

"Bang", with a crisp sound, a delicate glass cup turned into pieces on the ground, a graceful woman sat in front of the hall, her phoenix eyes were full of anger, and a black shadow knelt on the ground.

"Waste, a bunch of waste! A six-trick, a master of the arc family, even a young man who doesn't know martial arts can't deal with it!" After a long time, a female voice that seemed to suppress endless anger sounded.

"Madame is angry, Ren Fang is protected by a mysterious person, according to the informant's report, I am afraid that it will not be easy to deal with", said the dark shadow in a gloomy voice.

"Mysterious man protection, who is the mysterious person!Have you checked?" Qianyuan Wuyang raised his eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with the black shadow's answer.

The shadow didn't answer, but its head lowered.

"Smack!" There was another crisp sound, and the porcelain cup exploded on the forehead of the man in black, and a wisp of blood remained on his forehead, but he didn't blink at all.

"It's not a waste, the entire lonely city, there are no more than fifty people who can defeat these two people combined! Among these people, you can't find out, what use do I want you!" Qianyuan Wuyang scolded.

"Lord, I can personally go out and cause this great trouble for the lord", the man in black bowed his head and was silent, he didn't send someone to check, but the answer he found was that the masters on the bright side of the lonely city had alibi evidence that day.

Qianyuan Wuyang touched his forehead, he seemed to be very tired, and after a long time, he waved his hand: "Go down, there is no need to say any more, the wood is already in the boat, let this matter go for the time being, let Caiyun come in." ”

Half a moment later, Caiyun walked in, all these years, Caiyun did not stay by Ren Miao's side, but was called back by Qianyuan Wuyang a few years ago.

"Pack up, you go back to the lonely city of Jingri, and keep an eye on that posthumous son for me!" Qianyuan Wuyang propped his forehead, as if he was a little tired, and said to Caiyun.

Caiyun was slightly stunned, the face with deep memories appeared in her mind, and her thoughts were a little distant, since she returned to Luojing from Ren Ethereal three years ago, she sometimes thought of that young man, and in a blink of an eye, the young man had become famous all over the world.

"Yes, Princess," Caiyun retracted her thoughts, her chin bowed.

"This pill, if you take it, someone will send it to you every other month" Qianyuan Wuyang flipped his palm, and a black, colorless, and odorless pill appeared in his hand.

Caiyun took it, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and then took it.

"In addition, you can give these medicines to Ren Fang several times," Qianyuan Wuyang threw another porcelain bottle.

Caiyun stayed for a few seconds, and sure enough, Qianyuan Wuyang still couldn't tolerate the child, and nodded: "I understand."