"Then I'll be lucky."

Ximen Cheng hugged the slender waist of the maid in the green skirt and walked into Zi Lanxuan.

After entering the brightly lit Zilan Pavilion, the purpose of entering is the magnificent hall, surrounded by carved railings and jade bricks, and luxurious decorations add a bit of luxury to the hall.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the graceful and beautiful sisters in the hall, who are cooperating with their slightly cool clothes, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Before the official opening of Zilanxuan, a noble young man like Ximen Cheng suddenly came, and instantly attracted all the big sisters' gaze.

Facing the big sisters' "eyeing" eyes, Ximen Cheng suddenly had the illusion that Tang Sanzang accidentally broke into a spider cave.

"Dadada..."

Just as Ximen Cheng was a little suspicious about whether the older sisters were about to rush over and take him down on the spot, a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

Ximen Cheng subconsciously looked up and saw a woman wearing a purple long skirt and extremely charming, twisting her slender waist and slowly walking down the stairs.

This is a charming woman, her whole body is decorated with mysterious and seductive purple, and her close-fitting purple dress outlines her charming figure.

A few silver hairpins were inserted on the purple hair that were raised high, like a rose blooming in the sun. The beautiful eyes were like a pair of pearls hidden deep at the bottom of the sea, dark but dazzling.

There was a pattern of butterfly wings painted under the corner of her left eye, adding an unusual noble temperament to her charming posture. Such a woman is extremely eye-catching even if she stands among the crowd.

She is so delicate and graceful, with a temperament as orchid. From the outside, she looks like a woman, at most, she is only in her twenties.

"It smells so good~"

Ximen Cheng raised his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly felt a faint fragrance coming towards him. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's alone in the cold, and the fragrance comes from the dark fragrance. This beautiful sister seems to be a person with a story!"

"Young Master is joking. Who wouldn't have any stories about these sisters in Zilan Xuan?"

The purple girl walked slowly to Ximen Cheng in a lotus step, with a smile on her lips, a hint of curiosity mixed in her charming eyes, and her voice was squeamish: "Young Master looks a little jealous. It should be the first time I have come to Zilanxuan?"

Looking at Zi Nu's face with heavy makeup, Ximen Cheng looked at her beautiful eyes: "The boss's wife's eyes are as sharp as a torch. I did come to Xinzheng City today. I heard that Zi Lanxuan is the largest place of romance in Xinzheng City, so I came to open my eyes."

"Young master should be more than just eye-opening, right?"

As the lord of Zi Lan Xuan, Zi Nu can be said to be knowledgeable. There are many noble young men she has met, but she has never seen anyone as clear as Ximen Cheng's eyes.

Zi Nu can be sure that Ximen Cheng came to Zilanxuan. It is definitely not as simple as drinking flower wine. It should have other purposes.

"The boss lady is indeed smart. She came to Zilanxuan to make her famous!"

"Make a name?"

"Zi Lanxuan is the most famous place of elegance and beauty in Xinzheng City. The guests who come and go are all princes and nobles, wealthy businessmen, and there is any place that is more convenient to become famous than here?"

A touch of playfulness flashed in the purple girl's beautiful eyes, and she asked with interest: "Why don't you know how the young master is going to become famous?"

"Simple! I'm going to write a poem on the wall of Zilanxuan, leaving my calligraphy for visitors to enjoy."

"Young Master is joking. Although Zilanxuan is a place of elegance, not everyone can leave calligraphy on the wall. After all, there are many literati and elegant guests among the guests coming and going."

When Zi Nu heard Ximen Cheng's words, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She didn't think that the teenager in front of her could make any good poems. If she really asked him to leave calligraphy on the wall, it would be even more likely to make a laugh.

Ximen Cheng did not care about the tone of Zi Nu's distrust, but directly recited: "Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, flowing to the sea and never returning. Don't you see the mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, and the morning is like blue hair and snow. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup empty against the moon. I was born to be useful, and I will come again after all the gold is gone..."

The moment Ximen Cheng recited the first line of poetry, the smile on the purple girl's face suddenly frozen, and turned into a look of surprise and disbelief.

After Ximen Cheng finished reciting the whole poem, Zi Nu was stunned for a while before she came to her senses and asked subconsciously: "What is the name of this poem?"

"Wine will be in!"

Ximen Cheng looked at the shocked cute expression of Zi Nu, and felt a little funny in his heart. Finally, he understood why those seniors who traveled through time to ancient times always liked to be literary copycats?

I have to admit that using the poems of the poet Li Bai in front of others is indeed very pleasant to show off.

Ximen Cheng asked with a smile: "What does the boss think of me in this poem? Are you qualified to leave a name on the walls of Zi Lanxuan?"

After the purple girl came back from the shock, she bowed slightly to Ximen Cheng: "Young Master is joking. Such a masterpiece is more than enough to be written on the wall of the palace, let alone on the wall of Zilanxuan. The young master is willing to leave behind the magic treasures here, and I feel very honored."

"Since that's the case, then please ask the boss lady to help me prepare some pens and ink!"

"Aqin, go and prepare the pen and ink for the young master."

After Zi Nu ordered the maid to prepare the pen and ink, she smiled and introduced herself: "I, Zi Nu, how dare I ask the young master's name?"

"I have a duplicate surname Ximen, and the single name is Cheng, and the name is Mengde. I am given the nickname - Qinglian Jushi!"

"It turns out that it is Mr. Ximen. I wonder who the young master has mastered? I believe that Master Ling is also very popular, right?"

The purple girl waved to the maid beside Ximen Cheng, walked forward to take Ximen Cheng's arm, and started talking quietly.

Ximen Cheng naturally understood that Zi Nu was looking at her background, but he felt the amazing curve from his arm, and was not angry at all. Instead, he said lightly: "There is no teacher, he has been taught himself since childhood, and he has been a master of the hundred parents. If he must say something about a teacher, then the teacher is the ancestor of the hundred schools of thought."

Zi Nu blinked her beautiful eyes: "Teachered by the hundreds of schools? Could she be a miscellaneous scholar?"

Now is the era of a hundred schools of thought contending, and there is also a sect called "Miscellaneous Scholars".

However, the comments of "miscellaneous scholars" in hundreds of schools are not high, because most "miscellaneous scholars" are mixed but not well-versed, and know a little about everything, but are not proficient.

"Miss Purple Girl misunderstood. I am not a miscellaneous scholar. Although people of miscellaneous scholars know a lot, most of them are mixed but not refined."

Ximen Cheng smiled and shook his head: "When I learn from the Baijiajia, I gather the strengths of the Baijiajiajia together, and even continuously improve and optimize these advantages on this basis. I would rather call myself a scientist."

"Scientists? Is there such a sect among the hundreds of schools?"

When Zi Nu heard this, her pretty face couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

A trace of light flashed deep in Ximen Cheng's sword eyes, and he said seriously: "It's not surprising that Miss Zi Nu has never heard of this sect, because this sect was created by me.
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