Jiang Yunshan seemed to have just discovered the existence of the two, so he hurriedly beckoned and asked:

"Ruyan, Evening Forest, did you come from Master Sunu?"

"Exactly. ”

Jiang Yunshan touched his gray beard, and asked again without thinking too much:

"So it's for the 'Yajian Conference'?"

Liu Ruyan took out a wooden "double carp" from his backpack, paced towards Jiang Yunshan, and handed it to him.

The "double carp" is carved from two pieces of golden silk nan wood, on which there are three grooves, through which the string is tightly tied together, and the knot is covered with a red sealing mud.

Song Bin couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw this "double carp", he remembered that he once saw a poem in the Yuefu poetry collection:

"The guest came from afar, leaving me with a double carp;

Hu'er cooks carp, and there is a ruler book.

Kneel down to read plain books, what is the book like?

The upper word is Sauvignon Blanc, and the next word is a meal. ”

This kind of thing called "double carp" is actually the envelope used in ancient times, and the meaning of "cooking carp" is actually the meaning of opening the envelope of "double carp".

It's just that why this kind of thing also appears here, the world before the crossing has so many similarities with this world, but it is not the same.

What is the relationship between these two worlds?

Jiang Yunshan opened the sealing mud, quickly wound out the thin rope on the "double carp", opened the "double carp", and a piece of plain silk appeared.

Song Bin took the "double carp" handed by Jiang Yunshan, but who knew that he was snatched by Feng Wanlin.

Feng Wanlin glanced at Song Bin and did not speak.

Who knew that Yunlan on the side also glanced at Feng Wanlin, and muttered:

"What's so rare about this, the plain girl has given me a lot!"

Song Bin was speechless, and said secretly in his heart:

This woman's world is really hard to understand......

Jiang Yunshan unfolded the silk and frowned after taking a look.

Song Bin also looked over, only to see that only two sentences were written on this small plain silk:

"Invite 'Jianhetang' to participate in the 'Yajian Conference' in Mengdong 16 in 'Jinse Building'. ”

After these two sentences, it is the signature of 'Jinse Building' and the seal of the plain girl.

Jiang Yunshan couldn't believe it at all, there were just two sentences on this plain silk.

He looked at it several times, so much so that the whole plain silk was crumpled.

Finally, it was determined that there was indeed so much text on it.

"Did you have anything to say to me?"

Liu Ruyan and Feng Wan Lin Qiqi shook their heads:

"Nothing. ”

"Really?"

"That's right!"

Liu Ruyan seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned slightly, and said after thinking about it:

"Master Su Nu said, the sentence you gave her 'Jin Se unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian', is not very complete, she asked if there is a next sentence, another ......"

Liu Ruyan looked at Jiang Yunshan quite nervously, as if there was something unspeakable.

"What else?"

Jiang Yunshan asked quite eagerly, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Master Su Nu said that this poem was not written by you, Uncle Shi, and she also said that at your half-hung level, the painting in front of the door, 'a little meteor cold light, three-foot sword qi breaks through the sky', is your top level. ”

Jiang Yunshan looked at Feng Wanlin, who suddenly interjected, with an embarrassed face, like the white hair he had coiled on the top of his head.

Feng Wanlin, who was open-mouthed, felt the embarrassment in the air, she glanced at Jiang Yunshan, and then realized that she was saying something wrong.

She hurriedly explained:

"Uncle Yunshan, this is really not what I said, it is really said by the plain girl. ”

The more Feng Wanlin explained, the more embarrassed Jiang Yunshan's face became.

What embarrassed him was not the half-level that the "Jinselou" Su Nu said.

It's that he really didn't realize that these two poems were not very complete, and he didn't ask Song Bin if there was a next sentence in this poem.

"Uncle Yunshan, why don't you tell me the following sentences directly, and then we will tell Master Sunu, won't she explain her suspicion of you clearly?"

Feng Wanlin hurriedly came up with such an idea, and she felt in her heart that such a method would definitely save the face of Uncle Yunshan.

But who knows, Jiang Yunshan's face is even whiter......

He secretly glanced at Song Bin beside him.

Song Bin saw this look of help, coughed dryly, and hurriedly said:

"Didn't Uncle Yunshan forget the poems he made on a whim that day? Fortunately, the disciple remembered. ”

"Uncle Yunshan forgot, how do you remember?!"

Feng Wanlin opened his mouth and said, but he didn't realize Liu Ruyan's eyes.

"Naturally...... Naturally, Uncle Yunshan has been overworked recently, but fortunately, I memorized that poem in time, so as not to bury such a good sentence in the dust. ”

"You see, Senior Uncle Yunshan has been so tired that his waist is not good recently. ”

Song Bin turned his head and looked at Jiang Yunshan's waist, and several girls also turned their eyes in unison.

Jiang Yunshan was puzzled, and suddenly came to his senses, quickly sighed his hand, and hammered his waist with one fist.

Song Bin grinned, he knew in his heart that even "Jinselou" knew the "good name" of his "kidney deficiency", and he didn't have to think about it to know who spread it.

Feng Wanlin suddenly realized:

"Uncle Yunshan, then you should pay more attention to your body! Master Su Nu said, this man with a bad waist, no woman wants to marry!"

Jiang Yunshan's hand stopped in the air, neither advancing nor retreating, so he could only quietly and viciously glared at Song Bin, who was full of smugness.

Song Bin grinned:

"The name of this poem is "Jin Se", and it was when Uncle Yunshan heard the drum of Senior Sister Yunlan, he occasionally felt ......"

"Poof......

"Yunlan, what are you laughing at! Be careful to punish you a hundred times for the teacher. ”

Yun Lan hurriedly put away the smile on his face, and his cheeks were round, like a little pufferfish.

Song Bin also held back his laughter, and his voice trembled a little:

"The first two lines of this poem are 'Jin Se unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian'. ”

He swept towards everyone with a smile on his face, especially the few seconds that lingered on Liu Ruyan's face with rosy cheeks.

It wasn't until Liu Ruyan lowered his head and his watery eyes were rolling around that Song Bin realized that there was something wrong with his expression.

He quickly looked away, and continued:

The next few sentences are:

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This can be recalled, but it was already ...... at the time."

After listening to the last few words, Liu Ruyan slowly raised her head, her eyes flickered a little, and her face seemed to have spring light floating.

The hall was silent for a moment, silent, only the faint gasps of a few people.

"Childe, this poem is really good. ”