At this time, in the gauze tent, Miss Feng'er was sitting with her eyebrows lowered, calm and peaceful.

For the outside world, in fact, she didn't care too much, even the conversation between Fang Cai Wenyong and Lintian, she didn't seem to hear it, just sat there quietly.

Although not everyone has seen Miss Feng'er, at this moment, if anyone can walk into this gauze tent, no matter who will recognize her.

should be a beautiful and delicate woman, but for some reason, her aura is so noble and extraordinary, and even his frowning appearance is so eye-catching.

The delicate phoenix hairpin pendant shook gently, shining, and in the golden fluorescence, she was even more beautiful and moving, but in her calm eyes, she revealed a few different emotions.

I don't know how long it has been since I played the piano in front of everyone, and since I entered the Son of Heaven Academy, it seems that I haven't played it in front of everyone.

The woman thought for a moment, and slowly picked up the slender white jade hand and gently stroked it on the strings. looked at the guqin with pity, as if taking care of a child.

This is her favorite way to meditate, and it may be that only by touching the piano can she feel some comfort and touch her heart.

The world-famous 'Qin Sage disciple', almost all people only know her name, she is a talented Qin Dao Wenxiu, she is the owner of Fengxuan Mansion who is alluring the country and the city, she is the pride of the Great Xuanguo, ranking third in the 'Hunting Country List', the protégé of the Son of Heaven Academy.

But no one knows that such a high place has an unknown loneliness.

Talent makes her different. Even higher than others, I don't know when it began, few people have been able to really touch her innermost thoughts.

Even in the Academy of the Son of Heaven. Although the senior brothers in it are all extremely talented, to some extent, they still can't know her thoughts.

After Qin Shengyun wandered away, she received an invitation from the Dongzhou Holy Academy, and the third place on the hunting list was also the evaluation of the Holy Academy, which was almost everyone's dream. But she refused.

She was a very strong woman, she didn't know where she came from, she just remembered it. has been following the Qin Sage, she only knows that she can't embarrass the master, this may be the character she was born with. Under the beautiful exterior. But he has a strong mentality of not admitting defeat.

She knew that if she went to the Dongzhou Holy Academy now, she might not be able to really go to the road of the strong, the top three on the hunting list were just talents, and they didn't mean anything, and they might soon be chased by Jing Yang or the people behind her. So her goal is to enter the 'merit list'. Then go to Dongzhou Holy Temple.

However, no one will be able to understand a person who is always standing alone on a high place, so she has not reached the 'merit list' so far.

It's not that she doesn't have enough talent, nor is it the reason of the outside world, only those who practice the way of music and rhythm can understand that the main reason why she hasn't gone to the Dongzhou Holy Courtyard for a long time is because her 'door of state of mind' has not yet opened.

To put it more cliché, she hasn't found her 'bosom friend' yet.

The piano is the door of the sound, only those who know the sound, open it, say it, in order to solve the confusion of the heart, and naturally become the Tao!

This is the necessary process of Qin Dao literary cultivation, their broken mirror, different from the literati, what they need is to have a true bosom friend, who can understand the mind, so as to achieve the realm.

Feng'er girl's pursuit has thousands of admirers, but a bosom friend is hard to find, and the way of music and rhythm, the reason why talent is so needed, another reason is that bosom friends are difficult to meet.

At that time, the realm of the qin saint was only half a foot into the feng shui realm of the qin road, until one year, he went to the side of the plug, it is said that he met a bosom friend, can understand his real name to understand the heart of his qin song, and finally the qin saint once had an epiphany, broke through the heart door, is to step into the feng shui realm, become a saint.

And the song he played at that time was the song "Fengmingxuan" of Fengxuan Lou today!

Miss Feng'er is like this, although she is not as profound as Qin Sheng, but because of her high talent, her state of mind is more difficult than anyone else, coupled with her status and impression in people's hearts, over the years, she has not even dared to sit down and listen or interpret the meaning of Qin.

That's why she's lonely and what she's looking for.

Not long ago, a national fortune poem in the capital came to her ears, although it was only written by a person who was not a talented person, but for some reason, every time she read this poem, she had a magnificent heroic feeling.

She faintly felt that breaking through the door of her state of mind should not be far from the day when she went to Dongzhou Holy Academy.

The emperor's feast was the day after tomorrow, she decided to return to Fengxuan Tower in advance, it seemed that intentionally or unintentionally, she actually participated in the poetry rhyme, and decided to step forward to play a piano song, for some reason, she always felt that there might be unexpected surprises.

Fate is a difficult thing to say, luck is so difficult to grasp, let alone fate, but if you are lucky, accidents will always be rewarded.

Miss Feng'er stopped the jade hand of the qin, slowly raised her delicate face, looked upstairs slightly through the gauze tent, and there was a bit of expectation in her eyes.

"It's all poems like people, today it's to see if this is the case, the poems are written very freely, but I don't know, whether it's really so heart to the sky, the mirror stops the water. ”

"What will you do next? Wait for my judgment or not go with the flow? Hope not to disappoint me......"

No one knew that the woman in the gauze tent was Miss Feng'er, and it was impossible for anyone to know what she was thinking now, and everyone was looking at Wen Yong with anticrative expectations at the moment.

Because at this time, he had already lifted the ink pen and was engrossed in writing.

He only wrote a few lines of poetry, and the rich ink fragrance had already penetrated all over Fengxuan Tower, and a coercion of luck and vision gradually formed.

Although Wen Yong has not yet reached Jinshi, he can't use the power of luck to exert the ability of poetry, but he can still do it just by using the luck in the sea and putting it on top of the poems.

At this time, a golden halo gradually flashed around him, and the handwriting on the rice paper began to fluctuate.

When a person's poems are attached to the luck, they are no longer ordinary poems, and through the power of Wen Yong's own luck, they can be connected to the luck between heaven and earth and resonate.

Everyone present has already felt that Wen Yong's poem is probably not simple, looking at his momentum and the coercion of luck, there is a bit of a taste of Zhenguo.

"Look at the coercion of this luck, could it be a poem of national fortune?"

"Just looking at the momentum of the first two sentences, it seems that it is possible to become a town in poetry!"

"I really can't imagine it, this Wen Yong really has two times, if he can really write a poem about the national fortune of Zhenguo, then it will be a win!"

"Well, that's right, but the momentum of the first two sentences is too fierce, I just don't know how he responds later, if it really catches it well, it should be a poem into the national fortune, if it is not connected, it doesn't matter, even if it can't resonate with the national fortune, just by virtue of the degree of luck, it should also be a steady win. ”

"But then again, I'm really looking forward to it, if Brother Wenyong becomes a national fortune poem, then how should we, a poor national fortune poem, deal with ourselves! ”

This is obviously a joke, but it is something that everyone wants to see, Lintian once became a national fortune, and even entered the "Great Xuan Classics", a little scenery.

Now his literary rival has also made a national fortune poem, and he has defeated him with this national fortune poem, people really want to see what kind of embarrassing demeanor Lintian will be at that time.

This is what everyone wants to see, as if the poem was written by themselves, because in any case, they want to confirm the idea in their hearts, that is, those who are from poor families cannot surpass the children of the official eunuchs, which is the 'distorted dignity' in their hearts.

Jinshalu stood upstairs, looked down, looked at Wen Yong's eyes, and gradually narrowed slightly.

Junyi's face seemed to be a little surprised. He is in the army, because of Lintian's song "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang", so his view of Lintian is different from everyone else, which is a special case.

It's just that he never thought that Wen Yong, who was a little disdainful before, would have such talent.

Jinshalu just felt that he might have underestimated Wen Yong, his ability and talent should not be weak, and he should even be able to surpass Wang Ming, otherwise he would not have written the first two lines of such powerful verses.

However, Jinshalu just underestimated Wen Yong, on the other hand, he still felt that he did not 'missee' Wen Yong!

He has always felt that Wen Yong is not decent enough, he has no morality, maybe he has lived in the military camp for a long time, and it is easier to distinguish the aura of people in the world.

Thinking of this time, he couldn't help but feel that the current situation in Lintian may not be optimistic, because he has to admit that the power of luck in Wen Yong's fortune is not comparable to Lintian.

doesn't look like a second- or third-rate young master at all, but more like an official eunuch and nobleman, everyone's son......

Jinshalu looked at Lintian, who was still thinking and thinking not far away, but he was a little worried, although he didn't know each other, but Jinshalu's character was like this, since he was a person he liked, he would have a tendency.

But most of the time, there are very few people who can make him feel good...... (To be continued.) )

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