Ning Mingjie was noncommittal, went up to the fifth floor to find a tea house and sat down with Ji Man, and Alfalfa stood next to him.

On the fifth floor, it can really be regarded as a calligraphy and painting exhibition, there are many literati and scholars, and some people write poems, which attracts a burst of applause from others. Three or two literati gathered in piles, talking about the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

There is still a word left on the fifth floor today. There was a person who looked like a ceremonial official standing in the middle of the fifth floor, shouting to the people everywhere: Which young lady is willing to offer a word?

Ning Mingjie turned his head to take a look, as if he was quite interested, but the woman in front of him was just eating refreshments quietly, and she didn't raise her eyelids.

I heard that you are not bad at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, are you not interested in giving it a try?

Nie Sangyu is from a big family, and he should have done all his homework well since he was a child.

Ji Man concentrated on eating refreshments, and replied very indifferently and clearly: Poetry comes from the heart, and writing poems and lyrics in order to be in the limelight is not the wrong heart of poetry?

Ning Mingjie was stunned, he didn't expect her to say such a thing, and he didn't want to try it anymore.

There were already a few scholars on the other side who went up to write and began to write, but Ji Man didn't read it, just thinking about how to continue to promote the good things of his brother and Errong later.

The first person on the left is not badly written. Ning Mingjie was watching and couldn't help but comment.

Ji Man finally glanced back, and there were words written on it about the good mountains and rivers, and he pursed his lips, full of disapproval: I have read so many books, and I like Li Bai the most crazy, clear and tactful. The poetry of these people is far from good.

Oh? Ning Mingjie is a little interested: Who are Li Bai and Qingzhao?

Jiman:

How could she forget that this is an alternate era, and many places are different from history, so naturally there is no Li Bai, Dufu and Li Qingzhao.

The two of them write wild words, and I was fortunate enough to read one or two songs, and I thought it was very good. Ji Man snorted and walked around.

Ning Mingjie bowed slightly, looking at the little refreshment residue on the corner of her mouth, and finally had some deep smile in her eyes, but she didn't remind her out loud.

Which other young lady is willing to write a rhyme? The ceremonial official is still shouting: If there is no one, the leader will be selected among these five articles, and the Luoyan Pagoda will give five taels of gold to express admiration.

This is the legendary Douwen, and the Luoyan Pagoda attracts countless literati because of this tradition. If you have real talent and real learning, but you have repeatedly fallen behind, it is not bad to come here to eat.

However, Ning Mingjie shook his head, for them who are high-ranking families, it seems tacky for Luoyan Pagoda to give gold directly. I wanted to give it a try, but now I have dispelled this idea.

As soon as he turned around and was about to ask Nie Sangyu when he would continue to climb the tower, the person in front of him was gone.

Shocked, Ning Mingjie looked at the maid next to him, Alfalfa noticed his gaze, covered his face and pointed to the platform in the middle.

Ji Man's figure is simply too fast, as soon as he heard that there was gold to take, he flew on the stage, picked up the pen and said seriously: It's too hypocritical to show talent, since it's a good opportunity to communicate, then I'll also write a rhyme.

Ning Mingjie:

What about the heart of good poetry?

Since the people in this place don't know Li Bai, it's easy to do, Ji Man came at her fingertips and wrote her favorite "Will Enter the Wine".

Jun Ke was just about to put down the pen, Ji Man saw that his simple pen and crooked brush words could not be written, and immediately quickly painted the written words into an ink ball, and then turned around, looking at Ning Mingjie with burning eyes.

What's the matter? Ning Mingjie had already gotten up and stood at the bottom of the stage, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the ink ball on her paper.

I'll read it, please ask the young master to help write it. Ji Man walked over and whispered: My hands hurt

Ning Mingjie raised his eyebrows, looked at her pitifully, didn't ask much, turned over on the platform, and took the brush in her hand: Read it.

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Ji Man read majestically, Ning Mingjie's words are even more unique, the pen is strong through the back of the paper, like a face and a willow body, but it is more chic, and the calligraphy attainments are not thin.

The onlookers were stunned, first shocked by a woman writing poems on stage, and then shocked by a peerless man helping her to go up and lift the pen, and finally shocked that this is a word?

It doesn't look like a word no matter how you look at it, and it shouldn't have been finished. However, the words were so atmospheric that when the woman read them, she felt that a force in her heart was about to break through the shackles, and she couldn't help but applaud.

Ning Mingjie was also a little shocked, could such a poem be written by a woman?

What else?" he asked.

Ji Man bent his eyebrows and smiled: What the official shouted was to write a rhyme, and I would write it on it, and put it here, if I meet a high-level talent, maybe I can fill it in for me.

Everyone talked about it, but fortunately, Ji Man came out with a veil, and most people don't know who she is.

The ceremonial officer touched his beard and looked at it for a long time before he sighed: I'm ashamed that we are not as good as a woman, and this half of the words of Mrs. is also much better than the others. It's a pity that it's only half.

Ji Man smiled and said: It's okay, I'll take two or five dollars of gold. When anyone can fill it out, give him the rest of the gold.

Ning Mingjie raised his eyebrows, as if he suddenly understood, Nie Sangyu suddenly rushed up, it seemed that after hearing that there were five taels of gold.

is really a money-greedy woman, with such a family background, she doesn't have much gold, but she still cares about this money. If she would write more verses like this, it would be fine for him to give her gold.

Thinking that it was very interesting, Ning Mingjie watched Ji Man take the bonus, and ran back to his seat like a rabbit to sit, while the ceremonial officer discussed with his subordinates, and carefully framed the unfinished words and hung them in the most conspicuous position on the fifth floor.

From now on, except for the lady just now, who can write the second half, and the Falling Wild Goose Pagoda is willing to give fifty taels of gold.

Ji Man's jaw smashed to the ground with a thud, fifty taels of gold? Why don't you give it to her if you have money?

Indignant, she wanted to go up to theorize, but Ning Mingjie stretched out his hand to stop her.

You gave the Falling Goose Pagoda a new gimmick. Ning Mingjie hooked his lips and smiled: For a long time after today, the Falling Wild Goose Pagoda will definitely be crowded again.

Ji Man quieted down, and was understood by Ning Mingjie's words, doing business, they all pay attention to gimmicks, Luoyan Pagoda looks like a high-end teahouse, and buying it for fifty taels of gold is also a gimmick, which will attract more guests to come and consume. If she writes this out easily, it will be worthless.

The people around him began to be eager to try, but the ceremonial officer sent a Nanmu sign to Ji Man's side.

In the future, when the lady comes to the Wild Goose Pagoda, as long as the word is still there, the expenses of you and your friends will be borne by the Wild Goose Pagoda. The ceremonial officer smiled shrewdly.

Ji Man is also interested, such a cheap is not taken advantage of, so he simply accepts it.

Ning Mingjie smiled: It is also a great honor for you to get the Nanmu brand of the Luoyan Pagoda.

Is a brand equivalent to a membership card, what's so honorable? Ji Man snorted twice, and asked Xiao Er to have something to eat by the way, anyway, she doesn't need money, can she pack it and take it away?

Ning Mingjie looked at Ji Man beside her for a long time, she pretended not to see it, and slandered in her heart, if you look at me again, I won't be able to bloom, so it's better to go back and see your heroine.

After a while, Errong and Qingyun also came up, the two seemed to get along very happily, Errong's eyes were full of stars, and he came up and pulled Ji Man and whispered: If you call me sister-in-law in the future, will you feel awkward?

I started thinking about this before I skimmed these eight characters, Ji Man touched Er Rong's head, the little girl was three years younger than her, and she was going to become her sister-in-law. But it's also good, Er Rong and Nie Qingyun stand together very well, Nie Qingyun is not a half-hearted person, the concubines in the family are easy to talk to, and Er Rong will not suffer any grievances.

When you become my sister-in-law, I will embroider a wedding dress for you. Ji Man Dao.

Ning Errong was even happier, and ran around Ning Mingjie in a circle, and suddenly stopped after a circle: Huh?

What's wrong?Ning Mingjie looked down at her.

Brother seems to be in a good mood, what happened just now? Ning Errong said in surprise: I haven't seen you with such an expression for a long time.

Ji Man thought to himself, half of his face was under the mask, how did Ning Errong see Ning Mingjie's expression?

I just thought the scenery here was good, so let's move on. Ning Mingjie didn't say anything about what happened just now, and didn't even look at Ji Man much, he raised his head and continued to climb the stairs.

Ning Errong glanced at Ji Man thoughtfully, and the girl's sensitive heart felt that something was wrong.

My brother is very polite to everyone, but she can tell that he treats people from close and close, and she didn't have a good impression of Sang Yu, but why does it look like a friend today.

However, her brother is measured, so she doesn't have to worry, what she should think about most now is how to get Nie Qingyun's favor?

A half-word painted with an ink ball was hung on the fifth floor of the Luoyan Pagoda, and the onlookers all praised it and ran to tell each other. What Ji Man didn't expect was that such a small word could also cause an uproar.

Ji Man has created countless opportunities for Nie Qingyun and Er Rong throughout the day, and the two seem to get along well, but when Nie Qingyun sent them back, he was still so polite and distant: The county lord rests early, and Sang Yu is also doing well in the Hou Mansion, don't make any more trouble.

Ji Man looked at the loss in Errong's eyes and sighed.

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