Under the guidance of the other party, Song Mu sat down in a secluded courtyard in the house. Beside the stone table, two maids were serving tea.
The surroundings were very quiet, perhaps because of the early morning, but looking at the familiar faces of several people, it seemed as if they had been waiting for Song Mu for a long time.
Song Mu nodded slightly and looked around carefully.
The decoration of the courtyard is quite simple, but perhaps because the owner of the house is a woman, there are many flowers planted here. There seem to be dewdrops on them in the early morning, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers.
However, it seemed a little inappropriate for a man to visit a woman's residence this early in the morning.
Although he was a little uncomfortable, Song Mu still took a sip of tea. When he saw that those people had left and there was silence all around, he immediately put the fan in his hand on the stone table. With a move of his hand, a book was written. In hand.
Not long after, there was a sound of light footsteps suddenly coming from the corner of the courtyard. Song Mu put down the book in his hand and saw a figure floating towards him.
A woman wearing a hibiscus-colored dress appeared from around the corner. Song Mu immediately looked up, but was also stunned unconsciously.
This is a very beautiful woman. Her makeup and hair are simply combed and pinned with a wooden hairpin. She has red phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a beautiful nose and red lips, and dignified eyebrows.
A bright dress suddenly adds a bit of brightness to the green courtyard, making it look like the most delicate and moving flower in it.
Song Mu even lost his mind for a moment, blinked to calm down, then stood up and saluted to the other party.
"Song Mu, a young student, has met Shopkeeper Du."
"Young Master Song, you're welcome. Just call me Du Xianyin, or Shi Niang, Miss Du, whatever."
Du Xianyin saw that Song Mu seemed a little restrained, so she smiled and said, her voice was a bit clearer. Song Mu nodded, and then he handed over his hand again.
"Miss Du."
At this moment, Du Xianyin had already arrived, and Song Mu could see the other person's appearance more clearly. It was so delicate, even though it was just a touch of pink, it made people feel even more stunning.
Sure enough, the other party has not lost the reputation of being beautiful and fragrant. This gentle dress, every frown and every smile seems to have an attraction.
A refreshing fragrance slowly came from the other party's body. Song Mu immediately calmed down and sat down slowly.
Du Xianyin was very calm, poured tea for Song Mu again, opened her red lips lightly, and spoke.
"Although Mr. Song has only been in the provincial capital for a few days, he has already caused a storm."
Song Mu felt a little ashamed when he heard what the other party said. He just pursed his lips and shook his head, but the other party continued.
"It's really not easy for Mr. Song to come to my place. It seems that the young lady just wants to see Mr. Song's appearance and character, but she didn't expect that even after a few posts, she can't do it."
Song Mu could only say slightly embarrassed at this moment.
"I don't have the time to go to the appointment. After all, the provincial examination is coming soon."
Du Xianyin seemed to be understanding and nodded. At this moment, his eyes slowly swept over Song Mu's body, and he said with a little more smile.
"Of course I knew that Young Master Song was interested in literature, but I didn't expect that Young Master Song would have such talent at such a young age."
Song Mu grinned and just looked up at the other party, then pointed at the fan on the stone table.
"Song Mu is very sorry for what happened before. I came here today because I want the girl to answer the questions on this fan."
Du Xianyin also looked down at the fan on the table, but the smile on his face became gentler, and he said softly.
"Actually, I accidentally learned about the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" in the past two days, and I really like it."
Song Mu shook his head and said seriously. ,
"What I want to ask the girl is, how does the girl know that the poem was written by me?"
The smile on Du Xianyin's face became even bigger, and she immediately opened her mouth to explain.
"Although the young master doesn't want to sign, these poems were taken from Mr. Xu. After a little inquiry, he couldn't deceive the little girl no matter what."
Song Mu was speechless after hearing this, and it was indeed an oversight. Perhaps everyone knew about Mr. Xu's poetic talent, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what was wrong with it.
When it came to this, Du Xianyin seemed a little excited and said to Song Mu again.
"Young Master Song is really talented. This song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" is really hard to put down. If it had been circulated yesterday, I don't know how many boudoir women would be attracted to their love."
Song Mu laughed dryly after hearing this and took a sip of tea.
Seeing that Song Mu didn't give any explanation, Du Xianyin also felt sorry and said with a smile.
"The reason why the little girl came to see Mr. Song this time is actually very simple. She just wants Mr. Song to write a few poems for me."
When Song Mu heard this, he frowned fiercely and looked at the other party with a puzzled expression.
"Miss Du thinks highly of Mr. Song, but Mr. Song is not good at... writing poems for women."
Song Mu naturally felt extremely guilty when he said this. After all, the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" was right in front of him, so how could the other party believe it.
But Song Mu also made a good plan. Anything that was separate from the provincial examination would be done as little as possible.
So naturally I refused immediately at this moment.
But Du Xianyin was obviously not that surprised when she heard Song Mu's words. On the contrary, she showed a knowing smile, then stretched out her hand to take a sip of tea, and then said to Song Mu.
"Young master, you don't need to refuse so quickly. Why don't you listen to my explanation?"
Song Mu blinked his eyes and just exhaled, but the other party had already spoken.
"Master, what do you think of my Yuyinfang?"
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, but he still spoke.
"I just came to the provincial capital not long ago, but I have heard about it a lot, and I think it is quite famous."
Song Mu recalled some of the details he had learned before and replied, while Du Xianyin's smile remained the same. She just put down the teacup and pulled out a wooden hairpin from the top of her head.
A head of black hair was scattered like a waterfall, and Du Xianyin was even more elegant. Song Mu quickly looked away.
But at this moment, the other party handed the wooden hairpin to Song Mu.
It was actually not a wooden hairpin, but a hairpin with a brown metallic luster. A crystal emerald was hanging from it, which still looked warm in the early morning.
Song Mu looked over carefully, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, because the little bits of light emitting from the step were somewhat similar to the Qingtianwei waist badge he was carrying.
The green gem hanging on the step rocker was shining even more brightly under the light at this moment, as if there was light flowing in it.
Du Xianyin shook the step in her hand and held it gently. The next moment, Song Mu straightened up suddenly.
Because Song Mu felt the fluctuation of Wen Li, which came from Du Xianyin.
Not only that, the walking stick in her hand also started to shine at this time. The green gem actually emitted a emerald green light at the next moment. The light rippled slowly, but it gave people a very peaceful feeling.
"This is... cultural tourmaline? No."
This made Song Mu suddenly surprised, and now he looked at the other party in great surprise. Du Xianyin seemed to have noticed Song Mu's change, and now there was a smile on his face.
"Girl, you...are you also a Jinshi?"
"And your literary position... Among them..."
Song Mu looked at the situation in front of him and asked with doubts in his heart. Du Xianyin, who heard Song Mu's question, smiled and nodded, and then said softly.
"Master, have you ever heard of Xiao Li Du?"
"Little Li Du? Could it be that the girl is..."
Song Mu came back to his senses, with a look of disbelief on his face, but Du Xianyin had already turned her hand, and a book appeared in her other hand, and then she slowly put it down.
The words "Du's Poetry Collection" appeared on the poem album, which made Song Mu suddenly startled.
This charming Du Xianyin is actually a descendant of the Poetry Sect?
Du Mu's successor?
Song Mu was a little surprised when he noticed this situation, and his eyes swept over the other person's face, almost pretending to calm down, and stared at the other person.
"Young master, you guessed right, I am a descendant of the Du Shi Sect."
Du Xianyin's voice sounded at this time, but it was obviously a bit more solemn, and he spoke loudly.
"After my ancestors became a poetry sect, they thought that the Du family poetry sect would be able to move forward, but unexpectedly, in the end, the poems failed to develop as they should have."
"My Du family poetry sect has declined all the way, and until today, I am the only one who has inherited everything from my ancestors."
"This step is not just a text, the gem on it is not a cultural tourmaline, but a fragment of the star."
The fragments of the stars are the beginning of literature.
Song Mu was suddenly stunned. He looked at the gem on the step and was shocked for a long time. He took a deep breath and spoke after a moment.
“But I don’t know what the girl’s words have to do with asking me to write a poem?”
"Girl, you are a descendant of the Poetry Sect. Song is really a person who looks up to you."
…(To be continued)
