Just when Ye Tongpan was thinking about the future.
Ning Wuyao, who was writing at his desk, stood up straight. He picked up the new poem he had just written with both hands, dried the ink on it, turned around, and showed it to everyone.
""Huanxisha·Dragon Boat Festival"."
"Light sweat slightly penetrates the blue sky, and I bathe in fragrant orchids during the Dragon Boat Festival in the Ming Dynasty. The fragrance fills Qingchuan.
The colorful thread is lightly wrapped around the ruby arm, and the small talisman hangs diagonally on the temples of green clouds. Beautiful women meet each other for a thousand years. "
Ye Tongpan waited patiently for Ning Wuyang to finish reading the words written on the paper. Although he was surprised that Ning Wuyang had actually composed a word in such a short period of time, he still had a second plan!
"I also want to appreciate Ning Shixian's original font. I am the judge here. Even if others regard the original manuscript of Ning Shixian's poems as a treasure, if I can't even recognize the words, I can't It will definitely not be released.”
Ye Tongpian believed that Ning Wuchang could only encourage the students to speak up for him, just like the purpose of the song "About to Enter the Wine" he just composed.
He first blocked Ning Wuyan's escape route and told everyone that he had the final right to vote.
"Let me take a look at whether the new Dragon Boat Festival poem written by Ning Shixian is as exquisite as the words..."
The remaining word "wonderful" stuck in his throat when Ye Tongpan saw the flowing words on the white paper, unable to spit it out or swallow it.
How can it be? !
Where has Ning Wuyang's iconic dog crawling character gone?
If he hadn't seen Ning Wuchang writing the case with his own eyes, Ye Tongxuan would have thought that it was written by someone else!
"Master Ye, can you recognize the words on the paper?"
Ning Wuyan shook the paper in his hand and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I almost forgot that when Ye Tongpan donated his official position, he had not even passed the exam. Mr. An Xiaohou, why don't you come and take a look? Do you recognize the written words?"
Do you recognize it?
Zhou An has good eyesight, and the distance between them is only more than ten feet when going up and down the stairs. Ning Wuhuang stretched out his arms and wanted to put them on his face. He couldn't recognize the things above that he had never seen before, but he could recognize them at a glance. fluent handwriting!
"Pass."
Zhou An did not humiliate himself by judging the quality of the words and the quality of the words.
He just knows.
When he first arrived, he thought he had all the information about Jinling Shixian, but in fact he was like a blind and deaf fool!
Zhou An angrily looked at Ye Tongpan, who was also frightened by Ning Wushu's good words. At this moment, he wanted to throw the uncle and nephew who had embarrassed him repeatedly from the upstairs to end this farce.
"Mr. Ning, what kind of font are you writing in? Why have we never seen it before?"
"This is running script."
"Can I borrow the transcript?"
"..."
Ning Wuyang was thoughtful for a moment, nodded generously, and looked around after hearing the cheers of the students below.
"Where's the Madam of Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"
"Ning Shixian, here, here." A half-elderly, charming woman walked up with her plump waist twisted and a smile on her face: "I wonder what Ning Shixian's orders are?"
Before Ning Wuyan could speak, the madam lowered her voice and quickly explained to him.
"Mr. Ning, Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not a property under Zhou An's name, and it has nothing to do with the Ye family. You...are so arrogant."
The old bustard welcomes and sends guests, and knows countless people.
Naturally, it can be seen that the Ning Shixian in front of him is not easy to provoke.
He could incite the students to leave the Xiaoxiang Hall without giving the honor to An Xiaohou. If they were implicated in the incident and went to the Xiaoxiang Hall with a grudge, her business would also suffer.
Of course Ning Wuyan knew that Zhou Anyuan came from the capital and would not arrange the venue for the Gathering of Talents in the property under his own name. He would definitely find a treasured place with local snakes to ensure that the gathering would go smoothly.
Just like when Zhou Jingxian wanted to borrow a small island in the middle of the lake, she found a third party with strong local influence to bring her own guarantee and popularity.
"Don't worry, Madam, I asked you to come here because I want you to find a suitable place for the lyrics I wrote today and temporarily hang them in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion for everyone to borrow. You may not know that my perfume shop is very small. It’s not like a place as big as Xiaoxiang Hall that can accommodate so many students who are thirsty for knowledge.”
When the madam heard this, she was dumbfounded on the spot, feeling as if she had been hit with tens of thousands of taels of gold.
The students below felt the same way when they heard Ning Wuyan's words.
Ning Shixian actually publicly displayed her calligraphy for everyone to borrow and study!
"Mr. Ning is eternal!"
"Mr. Ning is eternal!"
Facing the praises from the students below, Ning Wuhuang's face heated up.
Never dare to take it seriously.
At the end of the day, it's still relationships and business.
The madam came back to her senses and looked at the childish-looking young man in front of her, feeling very complicated.
For those students, Shixian's lyrics are hung up in vain for them to appreciate.
But for Xiaoxiang Pavilion, it is not free.
In particular, Ning Wuxi specifically mentioned the perfume shop. As a businessman, the madam knew the elegant meaning after hearing the elegant sound. After weighing it, he smiled softly and said: "Mr. Ning, I will visit the Ning family perfume shop later."
"If I were you, the madam, I would place the order directly at this time."
ah?
The madam, who had already decided to buy perfume, had a smile on her face when she heard Ning Wuyan's words, but she was a little dissatisfied in her heart.
How come you still have to buy and sell by force?
But facing the fact that the lyrics could bring in many customers and offset the negative impact of Zhou An's gathering of talents here, the Madam thought that the perfume was not much more expensive than Ye's Incense Shop, so she could only take advantage of the situation and said : "Since it is Mr. Ning's suggestion, I will... buy fifty bottles first."
"Don't worry, wait until I finish writing the remaining two poems, Madam, you can decide how many you want."
Ning Wuyan finished speaking in a hoarse voice and handed the lyrics to the Madam's hand.
He thought for a while, and then a poem "Shengchazi·Yuanxi" appeared on the paper.
Zhou Jingxian read it aloud for him without waiting for him to speak.
"On Yuan Ye last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. When the moon reached the top of the willow trees, people made appointments after dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still there. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears. "
As soon as this word came out.
Ye Tongpuan's face was bloodless, and his body slumped softly in the chair. He wanted to say something in his throat, but he couldn't utter a word.
he knows.
No matter what he said at this moment, it could not stop Ning Wuyan from going up to the fourth floor.
upstairs.
Zhou An stared at Ning Wuyan who was still writing new words, unable to believe that there were people in the world who could write poems and lyrics as easily as drinking water.
"I had known this..." Zhou An muttered to himself, but no one heard him clearly.
"The third song - "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xiu"." Zhou Jingxian paused.
Before the others had finished digesting "Shengchazi·Yuanxi", they heard Zhou Jingxian reciting a new poem, and everyone was shocked.
"What I just wrote was "Shengchazi·Yuanxi", and Mr. Ning composed another song "Qingyu Case·Yuanxi"?"
"Shh! Don't talk. Mr. Ning likes things that go beyond his original themes, not just once or twice. This song "The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xiu" must be even more powerful. Just like the song just now, my talents must be useful, there are rumors A famous saying for the ages!”
In the deathly silence inside and outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Only Zhou Jingxian's cold voice echoed.
“The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers into bloom at night, and even blows down the stars like rain.
BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
The moths are like golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.
People look for him thousands of Baidu. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. "
