Qingweiju is located in the north of Biye City, surrounded by beautiful water pavilions and pavilions, forming an exquisite garden. As Lin Ge's favorite youngest daughter, Lin Muyao has a huge residence in Qingwei Ju, which is called Plum Garden because of its many plum blossoms.

Under the leadership of Lin Muyao, Qin Yan was also fortunate to see the world-famous Qingwei Ju scenery. The layout of Qingweiju is made according to the gossip of the nine palaces, and it is extremely beautiful. Its inner pavilions are hidden and complement each other. Build mountains and pass through the pool, bamboo and wood, there are wind pavilions and water pavilions, ladder bridges and pavilions, island rings, and the victory of the extreme capital city, which can be said to condense the aura of heaven and earth in their own body. The view alone is enough to dazzle you.

Walking into the plum garden, it is a different view.

The plum garden is close to the smoke and waves of Xinghai Lake, leaning on the green screen of the hill, decorating the mountain with plums, the mountains and rivers depend on each other, and the virtual and the real reflect each other, constituting a natural picture. At this time, it was early autumn, and it should have been the season when the branches and leaves fell, but I don't know where the masters laid a big spell in the plum garden, forcibly reversing the climate, making the plum blossoms on the hillside bloom one after another, and the mountains are green and beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful. Even at the same time, plum blossoms, there are different personalities and postures, some are plain white and clean, some flowers are like jasper calyxes such as jade, some are red and light makeup, some are rouge dripping, some are as bright as ink, and there are also branches and poles coiled like dragons of the dragon and plum blossoms, competing for beauty, beautiful. The quaint pavilions and pavilions are dotted in the fragrant sea, slender and colorful.

Although Qin Yan was a little resistant to the entire Qingwei Residence because he was dissatisfied with Lin Muyao, he had to admit that the scenery here was beautiful and the aura was abundant, so it was really a good place to cultivate. The Lin family occupies this feng shui treasure land, no wonder they can become the head of the five major factions of the righteous path.

He was a little distracted, and before he knew it, his destination had arrived.

Lin Muyao walked into a small pavilion and sat down on a bench covered with a thick layer of animal skin, and immediately a maid came over with warm water and waited for her to wipe her face and wash the dust.

In the pavilion sat another delicate and elegant girl, dressed in a goose yellow shirt, sitting quietly. After Lin Muyao finished wiping her face, she asked with a smile: "Yao'er, didn't you go to chase Sister Die, why did you come back alone?"

"Hey, don't mention it, Sister Butterfly is so annoying. She quietly left alone, but she threw a stupid boy to me, and said that he was superb in swordsmanship, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and could be my teacher. The result? He can't even beat the second child! I'm so angry!"

The girl in the yellow shirt had already seen Qin Yan and didn't pay much attention to it, until Lin Muyao said that she looked at him again, and said with a light smile: "Is it the son behind Big Brother Bai? He looks very young, and it's normal that he can't beat Brother He." It is rare to see Sister Butterfly praise someone like this, which means that he must have excellent talents in other aspects and can be your teacher. ”

Lin Muyao snorted, turned her face and said, "Master Qin, say it yourself, what other talents do you have to be able to be my teacher?"

Qin Yan was stunned by her question. In addition to killing people, what other talents does Young Master Ben have? The days and nights he has experienced in the demon cave, in addition to cultivation, he is guarding against his fellow junior brothers, or he is coaxing the new junior disciples to learn their skills...... In order to go further, he has read a lot of books, but most of them are scriptures and mantras of Buddhism and Taoism, and there are some messy literature, but he has not studied the poems and songs of talented and beautiful women that are very popular at the moment. In addition, the Bagua and Five Elements have been studied a little, but due to the lack of classics, they can only be regarded as rough and superficial. As for music, chess, calligraphy and painting, they don't know anything at all.

For Lin Muyao, what skills can she have? Even if she has, is it necessary for Young Master Ben to take it out to please such a delicate eldest lady? It is best to let her know that Young Master Ben is useless at all, and let her forget about Young Master Ben, so that Young Master Ben can spend the last few days of his weakness quietly.

Lin Muyao caught a glimpse of Qin Yan's expression and knew that she couldn't hope for anything. She raised her hand and ordered, "Go and get my Yaoqin." ”

The servants brought the yaoqin and carefully placed it on the stone table in the pavilion. Lin Muyao stood up and pouted at Qin Yan: "Come on, Grand Prince Qin, offer your heart to the most beautiful Miss Mu Chengxue." If Miss Mu is happy, you will be developed!"

She gave up her position, and Qin Yan didn't shirk it, she sat down directly, and looked down at the shape of this yaoqin. The servants lit the sandalwood, and as the faint fragrance spread, Qin Yan's face also showed a solemn look.

The piano has seven strings. Qin Yan first plucked each string, tested the tone represented by each string, and began to groan. He had never touched the yaoqin before, and he didn't remember any scores, so he just played a string of notes to deal with it.

The girl in the yellow shirt sitting directly opposite saw his unfamiliar movements, and couldn't help but ask: "Young Master Qin, you won't be playing the piano for the first time, right?"

Lin Muyao also shouted: "Hey, you don't think that the lyre only has seven notes, right?"

Qin Yan looked up at her suspiciously: "Isn't there only seven notes?" Forget it, just a few notes, whatever pops up is what it is! Thinking like this, he pressed it with both hands, and plucked the strings according to the beat he had in mind. He soon discovered that even the same string would make different sounds in different positions. But it didn't have much impact, and I was able to make a tune anyway......

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Muyao covered her ears and shouted, "Don't play, it's hard to hear, I can play a cow better than you!"

Qin Yan stopped as she said, looked at her and looked at the girl in the yellow shirt who also looked uncomfortable, and was puzzled in her heart. Is it really that ugly, I feel okay myself, although the rhythm is not coherent and the tone is a little stiff, but at least it is much better than the original flute sound of Yu Hanyan, right?

Looking at the second and third children standing outside the pavilion, as well as the maids standing aside, their faces are still normal. It seems that the eldest lady's taste is really more tricky than that of ordinary people! Qin Yan was a little more balanced in his heart. Although Young Master Ben has no musical talent, he will not fall to the point of being angry with people and gods like Yu Hanyan!

"Hey, boy, if you don't know it, just say it earlier, so as not to affect this girl's mood!" Lin Muyao snorted angrily, "Put the piano back and bring the pen and ink!"

The servants hurriedly withdrew Yaoqin. At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed up outside the pavilion walked in, saluted Lin Muyao, and said in a low voice: "Miss, Luo Gongzi from Huanglong Island, Wang Shaoxia from Tianhaitang, and Mr. Zheng from Pei Luoshan are asking to see you outside the park. ”

"No!" Lin Muyao waved her hand unceremoniously, "Didn't I tell you, except for the people of the five major sects, I won't see anything!"

"The slaves have already blocked most of them, but these three people ......"

Lin Muyao's face was gloomy: "These three people don't leave, right? Second brother, you follow Aunt Hua over and beat them up hard, see if anyone dares to cheat!"

The black man hugged his fists and followed the middle-aged woman out without saying a word. Soon after, a mournful cry was heard in the distance.

Qin Yan secretly swallowed his saliva. With such a violent young lady, can Young Master Ben really survive the weak period of these few days?

At this time, the servants brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, laid them on the stone table, and presented them in front of Qin Yan.

Lin Muyao's anger was almost vented after that scream, and her complexion had returned to normal at this time. She walked behind Qin Yan, pointed to the girl in the yellow shirt and said, "Master Qin, you can make a picture with Miss Mu as the object, and then inscribe a few words." It's not a difficult request, isn't it?"

Qin Yan nodded, raising his eyes to look at the girl in the yellow shirt. Speaking of which, this Miss Mu is indeed beautiful and beautiful. And outside the small pavilion behind her is a plum tree, and it is also in the background of the hillside and the quaint pavilions and pavilions. However, it was difficult for him to copy the painting in a single ink tone. He has not learned techniques such as hooking, crunching, dotting, dyeing, etc., and can only draw the brush and line, so how can he show the charm of a beautiful woman?

He looked at Mu Chengxue blankly, not knowing how to write for a while. Under his direct gaze, two blush appeared on the girl's fair and smooth cheeks, and her expression became a little cramped.

Lin Muyao couldn't look at it, and shouted: "You are writing, don't patronize it!"

Qin Yan thought about it, and there was really no other way, so he had to use the small pavilion as a framework and draw it one by one on the beauty and plum blossoms in front of him. After all, he has practiced martial arts for many years, his wrists and five fingers are very stable, and he found the feeling after a few attempts, although he doesn't know other techniques, but honestly and straightforwardly, there are seven or eight points similar.

Lin Muyao was right behind him, shaking her head while watching, but she finally didn't stop halfway, letting him finish the last stroke.

So, it's time for an inscription, what should I write? Qin Yan can also be regarded as a well-read book, but unfortunately most of them are obscure Buddhist and Taoist mysteries. As for the sentences describing the woman's appearance or the beautiful scenery, he couldn't think of a sentence that he could scrape his stomach for.

I had no choice but to write a few sentences casually and make up for it!

"My Fair Lady, Gentleman is a Good ......" wrote this, he suddenly remembered a better poem, and quickly crossed out the first two sentences, and wrote at the back, "Its plainness is like this, spring plums bloom and snow." Its cleanliness is like that, and the autumn chrysanthemum is frosted. Its tranquility is like that, and the pine is born in the empty valley. Its glamour is like that, and the glow reflects Chengtang. If the text is like this, the dragon travels to the swamp. If the god is there, the moon shoots the cold river. "In the end, I signed Young Master Qin's name, and it was finally over.

When he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Lin Muyao shouting: "Xue'er, come and see for yourself, what has the prince of Qin painted you like!"

"Ahh

What could be more hurtful?

Lin Muyao continued to laugh and said: "It's just a matter of poor technique and rough brushwork, just because you haven't learned to paint." But are these words written by dog's paws or chicken's feet? It's a school of its own, and it's called a 'ghost body'!"

With such a straightforward insulting speech, Qin Yan heard the bruises on his forehead. Dare to love the things that Young Master Ben spent half a day working to come up with, in the eyes of your Miss Lin, it is worse than shit? Even if Young Master Ben is thick-skinned, Young Master Ben also has self-esteem!

Seeing that his face was wrong, Mu Chengxue pulled Lin Muyao's sleeve and persuaded: "Forget it, Gongzi Qin is not proficient in this way, and it is useless for you to say it." This painting is also interesting, so leave it for me as a souvenir!"

"But he has wasted my old time, and seriously affected Miss Ben's interest and mood. Lin Muyao slapped his palm on Qin Yan's shoulder in anger and shouted, "Get up, you are not qualified to sit in my seat!"

Qin Yan just stood up, and listened to her again: "What a Qin Shaoxia who is both civil and military, I will give you one last test, if you can't pass it, hum...... Come on, go and call me the few disciples under Wang Feng's hands who are good at setting up formations!"