"Sir, it's time to get up."
Miss Ning Bing walked slowly to the couch and looked at the young man in white who was lying on the couch.
Zheng Tianyu supported his head and looked at the beauty in front of him. Under the thin gauze clothes, the jade skin was looming. The grapefruit on his chest and the moon on his waist were the softest comfort for a man.
With a cold and arrogant face, a vague smile, an age of twenty-two or three, and a long-developed body, aloofness, charm, youth, and maturity are all mixed together paradoxically, forming a coquettish and fascinating temperament.
It's really a headache...
Zheng Tianyu couldn't help but sigh, is this the strength of the brothel in Zhongjing City?
He stretched out his hand and took Ning Bing into his arms.
Ning Bing silently endured the hands wandering around her body, frowning slightly.
"What? Not happy?" Zheng Tianyu asked lazily.
Ning Bing didn't even look at him, she just looked out the window coldly, "I'm a little annoyed by the owner of this building."
"What's wrong with him? Want to kiss Fangze too?"
"Just him?" Ning Bing sneered, "He just wants to take this opportunity to make his Yicui Building famous. He urges me to use more methods every day to let everyone write some famous articles. But I don't want to pay attention to these common things. , I just want to act with my heart and do what I love."
Zheng Tianyu smiled and slipped his hand through the edge of the gauze garment. "This masterpiece depends on nature. No one can do it just by saying they want to."
Ning Bing said calmly: "It can be seen that he was quite critical of me driving Xia Jingyun out last night. It seems that he hopes to use him to provoke the young master."
Zheng Tianyu laughed, "He thinks that Xia Jingyun is very talented, and thinks that if he keeps him, he can write some good poems, right? But he doesn't think about it, how can good works be so easy to come by? How many people can't write a famous poem in their lifetime? "
While the two were talking, there was a rush of footsteps at the door. Ning Bing immediately sat up, straightened her clothes, and pretended to be serious in front of others.
But this look is more likely to attract men's fascination behind others.
She has tried it repeatedly and has long been familiar with it.
"girl!"
Sure enough, the little maid shouted at the door.
"Come in."
Seeing the maid in a hurry, Ning Bing sat upright like a lady, "What's the matter?"
"Girl, Mr. Zheng, a long and short sentence is being circulated in the building."
"In a place like this, there are many people showing off their literary talents. There is nothing to show off in front of Mr. Zheng."
Ning Bing wisely raised her hand, Mr. Zheng, whom she had chosen.
Zheng Tianyu also laughed and said, "You can't say that. Maybe there are excellent works from time to time that are worth seeing."
He looked at the maid and said, "If it can be praised by many people, it certainly has merit. Can anyone tell me who wrote it?"
The maid glanced at Zheng Tianyu, then at her own girl, and hesitated.
Ning Bing looked stunned, "Master, I'm asking you something! Are you mute?"
The maid glanced at her girl with a resentful look and said, "I heard that it was demolished in Linhuayuan. The young master Xia Jingyun stayed in Linhuayuan last night."
Zheng Tianyu narrowed his eyes, and Miss Ning Bing's expression changed slightly, "Is there any copying?"
The maid handed over a piece of paper.
Ning Bing reached out and took it, automatically ignoring the title, glanced at Zheng Tianyu, and said: "The flowers in the forest have withered the spring red, it is too hasty, and the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening."
Zheng Tianyu sat up suddenly.
Ning Bing also looked solemn.
"The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last?"
Her breathing suddenly became a little heavier, and her voice began to tremble, "It's true that life is full of regrets."
There was silence in the room for a moment.
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Xia Jingyun was very busy this morning.
I went back home early in the morning, got some silver from my mother, then went back to take care of Yun Xian's affairs, and then rented a house for her, and she was as well groomed as a hidden beauty in a golden house.
Then, with Yun Xian thanking him for his kindness and reluctant to say goodbye, he walked towards Yun Mansion.
After a lot of trouble last night, we finally got a result. The next step is to discuss how to deal with it.
At the gate of Yun Mansion, the guards who had been ordered in advance did not stop the person they thought was Su Daru's disciple and let him go directly.
Xia Jingyun quickly found Mr. Yun who was admiring chrysanthemums in the garden, but Su Shidao was nowhere to be seen.
"Master." Xia Jingyun walked up and saluted respectfully.
When Mr. Yun saw him, a chrysanthemum bloomed on his face, "I heard about what you did at the county government the day before yesterday. I didn't expect you to have the ability to investigate cases!"
Xia Jingyun said quickly: "It was just a fluke. Because it was related to my own safety, I had to put in more effort. Fortunately, I finally got a clue."
Mr. Yun naturally knew how frightening an unknown person snooping in the dark was, and nodded slightly, "But it is said that the accomplice has run away, and the Yamen has not been able to catch him. What will you do next?"
Xia Jingyun looked around. Mr. Yun glanced at an old servant standing quietly not far away and smiled, "It's okay to talk here."
Xia Jingyun whispered: "I went deep into the tiger's den last night, made some inquiries, and found out the location of the killer."
Mr. Yun's expression changed slightly, "Do you need me to recruit a master to help you capture him?"
Xia Jingyun shook his head, "Master, the crux of this matter is not the killer, but the people behind him, do you think that's right?"
"That's natural. Since you haven't made any enmity with anyone, it would be strange for the other party to deal with you. You need to find out the truth."
Xia Jingyun whispered: "That person is Zheng Tianyu's guard."
Mr. Yun's expression changed completely this time. He walked a few steps with his hands behind his back and said to himself: "Because of the Wenhui? No, when my people went to find your supervisor, the other party had already found him. At that time, the Wenhui It hasn’t started yet. But why don’t we fight for the Cultural Society?”
"This is also what my disciple finds difficult to understand. I had no grudges with him in the past, and have no grudges recently. He is a high-ranking noble man, and I am just an ordinary worker. Even after I came out of the labor camp, I had no interaction with him. . What's more, his move to silence the supervisor Niu Er after I won the Chinese Language and Literature Examination is even more suspicious. It seems that he is worried that I will follow the clues and find him."
Mr. Yun slowly sat down in a pavilion. "Zheng Tianyu's father, Zheng Yuanwang, was a Jinshi for the fifth year of Chongning. He served as an official for eighteen years, and was only appointed as the prefect of one county. Many people said that he had neglected his talents. But now, many People began to envy him again, envious that he had a good son, and because he had been operating in Sishui Prefecture for many years, the prefect of Jianning County was doing a comfortable job, and his life was not bad. "
"His official reputation is pretty good. He hasn't made any major mistakes during his years as an official, but when it comes to it..."
Mr. Yun suddenly turned his head and looked at his beloved disciple, "I heard that this time my wife was going to be married, and he was recruiting civilian husbands, he used a lot of heavy procedures. Speaking of things in your family, it is only because of his approval that you can determine your marriage. Only counties dare to be so arrogant."
Xia Jingyun was even more confused after hearing this, "You can't be afraid of my revenge, right? How capable am I?"
His intuition told him that there was something here that he didn't understand, and more information was needed to support it.
But fortunately, although the other party is still scheming secretly, he has already locked onto the person, and it is much easier to defend against him.
Mr. Yun looked at his apprentice with concern, "I'll send you a guard. You have to be careful these days. No matter what the other party's intentions are, beware of them jumping over the wall in a hurry."
"Since master wants to avoid suspicion, he sent your guards to my side. Wouldn't this be exposed? My cousin has nothing to do, he can protect me."
"Your cousin?" Mr. Yun thought for a moment, "Let's do this. Bring him over tomorrow and I'll let someone try his skills. You just happen to be here to learn from me. Su Zicheng and I are both masters. Be more qualified.”
He stroked his beard and said, "After all, we don't just want the false name of your master."
Xia Jingyun naturally nodded in agreement, understanding that it was a big shot like Zheng Tianyu who wanted to deal with him, so he really had to be more careful.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure hurried over and shouted, "Brother Kang Le!"
Xia Jingyun quickly saluted and greeted Su Shidao.
Su Shidao took a deep breath and said, "Ah, Gao Yang is here too, just in time, come and take a look."
Both of them looked at Su Shidao curiously, and Su Shidao took out a piece of paper from his arms.
"I was wandering on the street just now, and I heard someone say that a masterpiece appeared in Yicui House last night. I quickly recited it silently, ran back quickly and wrote it on paper for you to take a look."
Mr. Yun reached out to take it and began to chant slowly.
"The flowers in the forest have faded their spring reds. It's too hurried, and the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening."
Su Shidao accepted it with an intoxicated look on his face, "The tears of rouge will keep you drunk, no matter how long it takes, it is natural that life will grow and hate will flow forever."
"how?"
Mr. Yun couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "In life, we will always hate the water, it's wonderful, it's wonderful!"
Su Shidao also deeply agreed. As a world-famous scholar, he naturally has a higher vision. "Don't look at the simplicity of the text in this article, but in fact it is ingenious and unworked. The word "Tai" and the word "helpless" can be written hundreds of times. , the spring red was blown away by the rain and wind, and the beauty's old age has been written down."
"The word "tears" is like a stroke of genius, which makes people marvel. The last sentence is that life will grow and hate will last forever, which makes people feel infinite regret."
After saying that, he looked at Xia Jingyun and said, "Gao Yang, you are indeed an outstanding poet, but you also need to know that there is a sky outside the sky, so don't underestimate the world's heroes."
Mr. Yun comforted him and said: "But there is no need to belittle yourself. In time, you may not be able to produce such a masterpiece, which will be even better than your song of sadness and loneliness in autumn since ancient times."
Xia Jingyun looked at the two masters with a strange expression, "Master, Master Su, this short and long poem was also written by my apprentice."
