The late autumn evening breeze blew through the sparkling lake water, making the dry air slightly moist.
The crowd gathered in the corridor felt the cool breeze blowing on their faces and the autumn atmosphere.
"Painting Chrysanthemum"
"Flowers blooming are not in a cluster of flowers, but they are independent and have endless fun."
"I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind."
"…………"
Li Jing stopped writing, put it back on the pen mountain, pressed a corner of the rice paper blown up by the evening breeze with her hand, and turned her head to look at the empress.
"how?"
The empress just looked at the words "I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it away in the north wind" with phoenix eyes, as if there were fireflies twinkling in her beautiful eyes.
Li Jing smiled slightly, even though it had been seven or eight years since he came to this world. But these poems that are engraved in my bones feel like I just learned them yesterday.
Liberal arts majors in Chinese language are not just for fun.
Even Ji Ruxue and Fanyin Tian were staring at the poems on the rice paper with confused expressions on their faces.
There are four beautiful poems and words that can be recorded in the poetry world, but they were born in a unique way in Tingchao Pavilion in just one stick of incense.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
And it was still made by the same person...
Chi Meng put her finger on her chin, a solemn and thoughtful expression on her face.
Although I don’t know what it means, I feel that Xiaoguoguo is really awesome...
Li Jing raised her head, showing her white teeth, and pointed at the poems on the table.
"So, how can I send this poem to others for appreciation?"
The pale-faced Mr. Liu opposite him had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. He was shaking the folding fan in his hand. At this moment, he felt as if ants were crawling all over his body.
The commotion in the surrounding crowd was also not small. When Li Jing wrote something here, the crowd spread it out. By now, almost everyone in the garden was surrounded by people inside and outside.
"Four songs! Four songs as soon as they come out..."
"Qiu Si, Qiu Ri, Qiu Mu, Hua Ju...Which gentleman is this student?"
"Student? Who in the world can teach such a student?"
There was a buzzing sound next to him. Mr. Liu looked extremely ugly and closed the folding fan with his hand.
"This young master is really talented! But are these four poems really just written by you?"
Li Jing just put his hands behind his hands and looked at him with a half-smile, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
There was a moment of sighing all around.
"Could this man be trying to cheat? If any of these four poems is not a masterpiece, why should it be appreciated by others?"
"Looks like a handsome young man, but he is actually..."
Mr. Liu suddenly became furious and looked at the crowd around him: "Everyone has said that these four poems are all masterpieces. How can I believe that the person in front of me can do this in less than half a stick of incense? Compose four poems in a row!? In my opinion, there must be a clue!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could see the reaction of the people around him, his knees suddenly felt painful, and he straightened his legs and knelt on the ground in an instant.
The people they faced were none other than Li Jing and the others.
"Since you can't afford to lose, don't gamble anymore."
Li Jing looked at Mr. Liu, whose face suddenly turned blue from holding back the pressure. He laughed in amusement and asked Fanyin Tian to put away the papers on the table and prepare to take the girls away from the crowd.
Chi Meng proudly made a face at Mr. Liu who was kneeling on the ground, smiled and hugged the empress's arm, and was about to leave together.
"You bastard! Stop him!"
Mr. Liu over there was being supported by several people, and he couldn't stand up. His face was full of pain, and he felt as if his legs were crippled. Seeing Li Jing and others about to leave, he immediately made a ferocious sound.
"Bitch, do you know who I am?"
Li Jing put her hands behind her back, and she and the Empress and others walked straight out of the passage of the crowd that dispersed to both sides without stopping at all.
Only Fanyin Tian paused for a moment, brushed off his veil with his hand, and looked at the several guards surrounding him, with a cold light in his eyes.
"If you dare to go to the former, you will die."
The charming aura on this woman's body dissipated in an instant, and the fierce aura enveloped everyone, causing the breathing of the crowd that had not dispersed to stop.
"Vatican Saint Ji!"
"She is Fan Shengji?!"
Before several of the guards recognized Fanyin Tian's identity, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and Mr. Liu's head froze as his sight was blocked by the guards.
Although I always felt familiar when I saw this charming woman before, because they were all wearing veils and the young man was the leader everywhere, why would they want to go to the Huanyin Workshop?
In Fengxiang City, there are few people with a higher status than me. But unfortunately, I seem to have provoked someone tonight...
Looking at the guards who suddenly stopped, Fanyin Tian sneered. He looked at Mr. Liu with a dead look, did not put on his veil, turned around and hurried to catch up with Li Jing and others who had already walked away.
It’s over…
Mr. Liu's legs, which were in great pain, suddenly lost all feeling and he collapsed on the ground. His face no longer looked like a handsome young man, and he stared blankly in the direction Li Jing was leaving.
…………
"Send someone to tell Liu Zhijun that he will find a time to send his youngest son's head."
The empress looked dull and casually gave Ji Ruxue instructions.
Ji Ruxue was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
The boy in front led the way respectfully, called over a boatman who was guarding the small pier, and handed him a small sign.
"This young master and the four beauties can go to Tingchao Pavilion."
"Can we go there by ourselves? I'm afraid this small boat can't accommodate many people."
Seeing that the boatman pushed the boat over without saying a word, Li Jing looked at the boy with a smile and asked politely.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded respectfully.
"Of course you can, sir, can you punt a boat?"
Li Jing waved her hand, indicating that there was no problem, and just watched the boatman leave the boat, thinking about the boy nodding his thanks.
Chi Meng had never been on a boat before, and even this small boat was his first time. After jumping on it, I always feel nervous that the boat is about to capsize.
Li Jing was the last one to get up, and landed firmly on the boat. She did not prop up the pole, but just flicked it with her hand, and the boat floated along the swaying lake water towards the small island in the center of the lake.
On the wooden railings of the corridor above, there were still crowds of people, noisily looking this way.
"Who is the owner of this garden?"
Li Jing helped the frightened Chi Meng and looked at the empress curiously.
Fanyin Tian, who was beside the empress, said naturally: "It seems to have been built by a Shanxi merchant, but it is quite old. In the early years, when King Qi... King Lao Qi was still there, the groundwork began."
"However, it seems that the Shanxi merchant has never stayed in Fengxiang in recent years. It is not very open to the public. It is used for poetry gatherings like tonight. I have carefully investigated and found nothing strange."
Listening to Fanyintian's words, Li Jing just pondered.
He always felt that there was something strange here.
But I can't tell what's wrong.
While he was stunned, the boat slowly approached the island without realizing it.
I saw a group of people gathered in the dark shadow on the other side of the island, who seemed to be waiting specially.
The imposing young figure at the front had only white hair and held a folding fan in his hand.
