Although Yixiang and Yiqin want to get the favor of Feng Jinyu, they also know that it is impossible to get the favor of a character like Feng Jinyu......

However, it is not a miracle that geisha like them, who have fallen into lowly status, can see Feng Jinyu......

Even if you don't get favor, you can get a look and a look of admiration from the young man of Jinyu...... It's not in vain to live this life for a lifetime. Yi Xiang thought.

It's all here, why not fight it, there is no loss anyway. Yiqin thought so.

- Just for such a small possibility...... A small wish, Yixiang used her housekeeping skills, just to send the tea, when Feng Jinyu thanked her, that gentle smile.

Yiqin exerted her strength to eat milk, and the aftermath of the guqin was played, and at the same time, she flew to the wind and Yufei with the flattery of Qiubo.

It's a pity that Yixiang and Yiqin are the beautiful flowers. Feng Jinyu is a merciless flowing water.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless......

*****

said that Yixiang and Yiqin's shy and timid faces, that is, blind people can see that they have affection for Feng Jinyu.

Just the four people who were sitting, Han Ming didn't move like a mountain, only tasting the sound of tea and piano; Wei Ya was not very mature, and she was a little shy when she saw the beauty first, but now she was drinking tea, eating snacks, listening to the wonderful sound, and asked Yexue why she didn't bring Bai Tuanzi.

Yexue is not good for women and sex, so he gossips with Wei Ya.

And Feng Jinyu, who thinks that Yixiang and Yiqin have bad intentions towards Yexue, not only does he treat Yixiang and Yiqin as two inconspicuous grasses on the side of the road, but when he sees Yexue and Wei Ya talking in a whisper, he is happy that Yexue is not **** by Yixiang and Yiqin's beauty, and then looks at Wei Ya, who is muttering and biting his ears with Yexue, is uncomfortable.

Feng Jinyu stood up from the carpet, he held the green teacup in his hand, and said to the three of Yexue: "There is spring water under the mountain, and there is spring in the eyes...... The wind is poetic and poetic......"

Listening to Feng Jinyu's desire to compose a poem, Han Ming and Wei Ya of course raised their hands and feet, and Yexue did not disappoint the fun, and looked at Feng Jinyu with great interest.

Glancing at the brilliant eyes of the night snow, Feng Jinyu felt comfortable, and the unhappiness just now all disappeared.

Feng Jinyu stepped out with one foot, and then stepped out with another foot...... Foot by foot, by the time he took the fifth step, a four-word quatrain had been ready.

When Han Ming heard it, he only felt that this poetic conception was quite wonderful, which made people want to stop.

Wei Ya, who has always been very spiritual in poetry, closed his eyes and was already intoxicated.

Yexue knew that her true poetry skills were not even comparable to Wei Ya. However, she also felt the artistic conception in Feng Jinyu's poem.

In ancient times, Cao Cao's third son, Cao Zhi, wrote a poem in seven steps, and in front of her, Feng Jinyu took five steps and made a good poem that made people intoxicated.

Feng Jinyu's talent is really amazing...... Ye Xue sighed in her heart.

Count the romantic characters, but also look at the present day......

*****

Wei Ya awakened in the artistic conception created by Feng Jinyu, and soon he had a poetic sense.

Wei Ya pointed to the outside of the pentagonal pavilion, there were still some gorgeous plum blossoms in the late bloom, and a poem praising the evening plum blossoms flowed out of his mouth.

Feng Jinyu finished Wei Ya's poems, nodded and appreciated: "Brother Wei's poems are really spiritual......

Wei Ya was praised by Feng Jinyu, showing a smile without regret, he said: "It's still not as good as Brother Feng......" Feng Jinyu's talent, he can't compare to the horse.