The famous girl in this flower building is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not to mention, and has a lot of talent.

Famous people such as Master Li, the water is soft and charming, and there are all kinds of styles. The poetry and singing are good, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are excellent, and it is the famous Song Huizong, who is also "better to go away, it is a few people." ”

Although there are no famous people in this building, they are much more clever than ordinary showmen.

To be favored by these girls, to be invited to a banquet or to talk about poetry and so on, is a very showy thing.

If you can go one step further, get that person in your hands, and have an in-depth exchange between the two, then you can prove his ability even more, which can greatly satisfy the hearts of these people who read sage books.

This flower is not as fragrant as wild flowers, not to mention this kind of wildflower that is sought after by tens of thousands of people, even Cao Mengde said: "A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, and stealing is better than stealing." ”

Hehe, the more unattainable this is, the more unattainable it is, the more precious it is, and the more it can arouse the sense of conquest in the hearts of men.

Just like Brother Meng De, Tongque Chun Shen Lock Er Qiao...

Jing Zhou stood alone, lonely and too conspicuous, so he walked over and said with a smile: "Brothers, little brother, I am a newcomer, I don't know much about this Lingyu girl, and I bother you to explain it. ”

One of the greatest pleasures for men is to discuss women together, especially the kind of beautiful women.

Everyone here who is not the suitor of Lingyu girl, seeing Jingzhou Xiaobai, seems to be the first time to come, and they are all interested at the moment.

"This little brother doesn't know, this Lingyu girl, that's a first-class person, which of us didn't come here to take a look at Lingyu girl?"

"Haha, Brother Zhang's words are extreme, I'm not afraid of your jokes, in order to meet Miss Lingyu today, I specially spent money to buy a few poems, and tonight will definitely make Miss Lingyu's eyes shine."

After the man in green clothes finished speaking, he ignored everyone's gaze, and began to fantasize about the scene of seeing Lingyu girl.

At this time, an old man with a gray beard and about fifty years old shook his head and said, "You young people, you are strong in blood and blood, but you can't hold your breath. ”

"Your old master Zhang is so calm, for decades, I haven't heard that you can hold a beauty, besides, do you bring pills today...

"Hahaha...

In this land of fireworks, there are not a few elderly people, and a pear blossom pressing begonia is a rare good story.

Which circle asks the most about flowers and willows?

Literati, or literati with a very high standard!

"Wen can write love poems, Wu can hehehe" is a true portrayal of these readers in the building.

In this era, reading people are not scumbags, but a kind of elegant thing, which is highly sought after.

In this vast history, counting those literati and writers, isn't that a love debt?

Who doesn't know the name of Old Master Su?

Old Master Su not only continued the strings immediately after his wife's death, but this new person was also the cousin of his deceased wife.

In the literati circle, hey, hey, hey,

"Everyone be quiet, Miss Bi'er has come down."

As soon as everyone was talking, a little girl came down from the second floor.

She was wearing a green dress with small orchids, a red face, a pair of big watery eyes, and a hairpin behind her with long hair, which looked extremely beautiful, like a little adult.

At the ankles of the girl in green, there were two bells that were slightly smaller than the dragon's eye, and the bells jingled when she walked.

She walked to the stage and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Madame Gouyu asked everyone to prepare a little, and Miss Lingyan has already freshened up." ”

Many people downstairs knew that this was the little girl who used to speak for the top brand, so when they saw her talking, they quieted down, which was very different from the noise of the city before.

She is not a big person, but her words are clearly heard in everyone's ears in this quiet environment.

When everyone saw her finish speaking, they jumped back to the second floor, leaving a crisp "jingling" sound, and at this time, the first floor was lively again.

Although there are occasionally half of the Jianghu guests drinking in the corner, it does not affect this lively scene.

Generally speaking, people in the rivers and lakes rarely come to such an elegant place.

Most of the people in the rivers and lakes don't know a few words, and it is not ugly to come to this kind of place where literati and scholars gather?

Don't look at their majesty in the rivers and lakes, but in the hands of the real power, they are just clowns who can be destroyed at will.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot defeat the country.

There are not a few high-ranking officials and nobles in the flower building!

If people in the rivers and lakes have needs, they are more likely to go to the women's branch.

After all, it is more direct there, one out of silver, one from birth, pure trading.

It just so happened that in the corner to the south, the one who only cared about bowing his head and drinking was Ling Hu Chong, the great disciple of Huashan.

He didn't come here to look for flowers and willows, but purely to love the wine in the Yanbo Building.

For him, there are three most important things in this life, the little junior sister, sword practice and drinking.

The wine here made him happy and lingered, but he didn't have enough money to drink it from time to time.

After a while, Mrs. Gouyu, the owner of this Yanbo Building, walked out.

She is not very old, about thirty years old, wearing an eight-treasure jade hairpin, a fiery red peony intarsia skirt, unable to cover the bumpy figure, and the bright lights outline her delicate face.

The charming eyes and the water snake-like waist made Xiao Yue, which many people downstairs watched, feel hot again.

It's a pity that there is no monk here, otherwise Jing Zhou really wanted to ask: "Quietly ask the holy monk, is my daughter beautiful, daughter, is it beautiful... ”

"Now it seems that the monk riding a white horse is really a virtuous monk, his heart is clear, and the sky is not shocked!"

One hundred and eight thousand miles, nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, carefully calculated, Tang Seng has passed a difficulty, and the remaining eighty difficulties are all senior brothers.

"This daughter's love is a pass, how many heroes have been stumped!"

"It's the overlord who pulls out the mountains and conquers the world, isn't it also Yu Ji Yu Ji Naihe?"

On the contrary, it is Liu Sanlai, and Liu Da'er, who is "women like clothes", but he is mixed with the wind and water, hehe, in this world, draw a sword and cut the silk of love, and no woman in his heart is the king! ”

Jing Zhou sighed slightly in his heart, and then thought of Ximen blowing snow and Dugu seeking defeat。。。。。。

Mrs. Goyu was charming, her lips opened slightly, and she said: "Let's do it casually today, and don't do those rules and regulations, if you can get the pleasure of the spiritual rain, you can go upstairs to the Dew Flower Pavilion." ”

She said it casually, but many people downstairs frowned. This casual poetry is not really written casually, although there is no frame, but it must be written according to the situation.

Otherwise, if you really write it casually, it will be a joke if you take it out.

If the Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival are approaching, everyone can still write about the moon and lantern festivals, but there is no festival after today, and nothing has happened before, so it is really difficult to write.

If it is said that writing about the Lingyan girl is both beautiful and beautiful, it is not impossible, but this kind of poem, I don't know how many times it has been written, and then they write it, how to write it with new ideas.

At that moment, a few people were scratching their ears and cheeks in a hurry.

Although this poem is not difficult, how many people can be like Cao Zijian, and seven steps can become a poem?

The previous brother Wang was also sweating anxiously, he had prepared a lot for tonight, but now there is no song that can be used.

According to the previous situation, what he prepared could be used more or less, but who would have thought that today he would break the previous rules.

This... How good is that?

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