For Qinglou, Chen Mo is both familiar and unfamiliar.

The former, often read in books in the past, is the favorite place for fireworks by literati.

The latter, for the first time, was immersed in the scene, and it was inevitably a little nervous and throbbing.

There was already a guy at the door to entertain guests, leading Chen Mo all the way through the front hall to the real core of the back.

The scenery here is exquisite, there are mountains, rocks, grass and trees, and there are pavilions and pavilions.

Sometimes the swallows chirp and the warbler cries, sometimes the song is low, but everything that enters the ears and eyes has the comfort of entering the bone marrow.

It is a paradise hidden in the middle of the city.

"It seems that the Qinglou is not the rumored atmosphere of hiding dirt and dirt."

The inherent wrong impression was eliminated, coupled with the worry of continuing to gain fame, Chen Mo was infected by the atmosphere here, and his mood was much happier.

"This son is so good, but it's the first time to come to our Baihualou?"

When the old bustard saw the new customer, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

The strong smell of perfume rouge made Chen Mo frown.

"I have met the mother of the bustard, it is indeed the first time I have come, if there is any rudeness later, please bear with me."

"Childe, where is this, who hasn't had a first?" The old bustard smiled and said, "There are a hundred flowers blooming in our building, don't be picky later." ”

"I see the scenery here, so I want to take a tour of the garden first, and then come and disturb the mother bustard if I need it later." Chen Mo is not here for fun.

"Childe is at his own convenience, if you have any needs, just say hello."

There is no shortage of visitors in Baihualou, and the old bustard went to greet others after responding.

Chen Mo stepped on the bluestone path, shuttling through the beautiful scenery soaked in autumn yellow, thinking about business in his heart, and thinking about a little plan to buy a guy.

I didn't think about it, and as soon as I turned the corner, I ran into one.

Dressed in the costume of a guy in a green building, he was squatting on the ground and fiddling with flowers and plants, and when he heard footsteps, he looked up and hurriedly got up to talk.

"Why did Childe come here?"

Well?

Hearing this, Chen Mo's mind moved.

His voice was full of tenderness, and he couldn't help but look at it carefully.

He looks beautiful, his skin is fair, and he especially has the weakness on his body, so he doesn't look like a normal guy no matter how he looks at it.

Woman dressed as a man!

Chen Mo suddenly realized, and did not dismantle the other party, but took out a hundred yuan from his arms.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"That's what Childe commands."

The man answered, his eyes dodging.

"You take this 100 yuan, help me find some boxes of rouge gouache, and sachets with a faint taste, I'll wait here."

"What does Childe want those things for?"

The guy looked up and asked, revealing a smooth and delicate collarbone.

Chen Mo hurriedly glanced at it and casually found an excuse.

"It's rare to come here once, but it's a pity that I don't have the blessing of appreciating a hundred flowers, so I can only retreat to the next best thing and borrow other things for comfort."

"That's not what Childe really thinks, is it?" The guy asked with a wink.

"How?"

"The little one has been in the building for many years, and the people he has seen are like carp crossing the river, but the son seems to be different from those people, and he can't see any frivolity in his eyes."

"Well, actually, I'm here to find those things, and I can add more if I have less money."

The purpose of Chen Mo's visit to Qinglou is to find out the current fashionable cosmetics, so as to improve and sell them.

From ancient times to the present, women's money is the best to earn.

As long as you can open up sales channels from the Qinglou, you will soon be able to spread all over the city, because the dignitaries and nobles who come here to consume will inevitably reveal it to the ladies at home.

At that time, you can't get rich without thinking about it.

The guy didn't ask any more questions, nor did he pick up the money, just nodded happily.

"Childe, wait a moment, I'll go find some."

"There is labor."

After thanking him, Chen Mo absentmindedly continued to enjoy the garden view, and after a while, the guy went back and handed over a few boxes.

"Childe, look at it, are these enough?"

"That's enough." Chen Mo put it all away, and took out another hundred yuan, "You take this money, otherwise I really don't want to go." ”

"With a gesture, why should the son be polite." The guy pushed back.

"Okay, then when I owe you a favor, I'll pay it back later." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he changed his words and said, "These things, but they are all used by you?" ”

Yes?

The guy was startled, and instantly petrified.

Two red clouds climbed up a few cheeks, and there was a bit of panic and shyness in his voice.

"Childe, Childe has good eyesight."

"Can you tell me your name, so that you don't know who to find when you return the favor later." After Chen Mo asked, he felt abrupt again.

"If the son comes back elegantly, he will say that it is good to find the young, and as for the favor, there is no need to remember." After the guy finished speaking, he hurriedly avoided his gaze.

Good name!

Looking at the untimely death in front of him, combined with the words and deeds that had just solved problems with others, Chen Mo couldn't help but blurt out.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact.

The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming.

The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

After reading it, Chen Mo suddenly realized that this was a poem congratulating the bride, which really didn't match this Fengyue place, so he hurriedly bowed his hand and left.

"The kindness you borrow today will be repaid tomorrow."

Poof......

Seeing Chen Mo fleeing in a slightly embarrassed way, Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing.

"What an interesting guy."

muttering, his mind returned to the poem just now.

After savoring it a few times, a melancholy loss appeared on his face.

"In this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to wear red clothes and be a bride."

After some emotion, he hurried back to the building, spread paper and ink to write the poem just now.

At the same time, Wang Tan'er in the academy also wrote out the two poems brought back by Steward Hu.

Under the shaking of Fang's heart, he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

Good!

After Wang Anshi read it once, while the anger in his heart dissipated, he couldn't help but praise it.

"Sectarian Lu, if you look at these two sentences, nine out of ten people are white-eyed, and none of them are scholars. If you think about it alone, you are indeed suspected of disrespecting the etiquette system and insulting the reader. But if you read the whole poem, in fact, what is hidden in it is the unwillingness to be a student and the sigh of being born at the wrong time. ”

"Lord County, what you say is extremely true."

At this moment, Lu Hanqing also realized that Chen Mo was wrong.

He has the style of a literati, and naturally has the character of correcting his mistakes.

"Lord County, now that the truth is revealed, you are in charge of everything. But as a professor of the academy, I think it is still necessary to punish Chen Moluo. ”

"That's right, after all, he ruined the order of the examination room and ruined the atmosphere of the academy." Wang Anshi nodded, looked sideways at Steward Hua and asked, "Where is Chen Mo now?" ”

"In ......"

Steward Hu was excited, and his face was embarrassed.

"Say." Wang Anshi ordered.

"He's gone, Qinglou."

Hearing Steward Hu's words, the pen in Wang Tan'er's hand fell to the ground with a click.