As the saying goes: there is no harm without contrast.

As the saying goes: If you are uneducated, you can only applaud! Wen 43 and Wen 44 fully embody the foresight of our ancestors.

After the two people finished listening to the poem, they immediately clapped and praised: "Good! Good! What a poem!"

The ensuing flattery is filled with countless words "good", which fully reflects the lack of culture.

And the soft female voice that suddenly came from under a blue paper umbrella nearby seemed particularly literate: "The beautiful water and the mountains, the clear eyebrows and the long eyebrows, directly express the beauty of the scenery; when you come back and lean against the small pavilion window, you will be able to admire the scenery again."

Relaxation and happiness are foreshadowed... What a poem! The young master is a great talent! What do you call him?

The little girl Xiao Ruoyu."

Wenyi put away the folding fan in his hand and looked at Xiao Ruoyu. He was very curious. Although women in the Tang Dynasty were not as restrained as later, they rarely took the initiative to say hello to strange men on the road. When Shu'er was no longer around, he immediately started

The male-only scanning mode took a closer look at Xiao Ruoyu: Height 160 cm, age no more than 16 years old, oval face, willow eyebrows, big eyes, cocked nose, small mouth, 36, 28, 32.

What a beautiful woman! So she quickly put away her dirty thoughts and said humbly: "The casual writing will not be on the stage. I will spare you the surname Wen and the single-character art."

Is this girl a descendant of the Xiao family in Jiangnan?"

Xiao Ruoyu nodded and said: "Exactly, Mr. Wen is not like a Jiangnan person. How do you know about my Xiao family?"

Wen Yi laughed loudly and said: "I am from Chang'an. I have met Song Guogong several times, and I am familiar with your Chang'an shopkeeper Xiao. It is not surprising to know.

It's not a good place to talk. Could you please Miss Xiao, please take us to a wine shop and we can sit down and talk in detail."

Xiao Ruoyu generously led the way, and they arrived at a high-end teahouse.

When the waiter saw a few people inside, he immediately came over with a smile like a chrysanthemum. He trotted up to them, nodded and bowed, and said, "Miss Xiao, your seat has been prepared for you a long time ago. Please come in!"

Wen Yi was surprised again. Good girl, you don’t show your true face. The seemingly elegant and quiet lady actually has an exclusive seat in the crowded teahouse! Without further ado, he had tea with the rich woman. Wen Yi followed behind Xiao Ruoyu.

, looks exactly like a delinquent boy who indulges in sex.

The two sat down, Xiao Ruoyu said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, do you want to ask me something?"

Wenyi coughed dryly and said: "Yes, in my imagination, a young lady from a big family like you should be able to embroider and write poems at home without leaving the house, instead of coming to such an unsafe place alone.

.”

Xiao Ruoyu: "This is Hangzhou, and my family is a wealthy family here. No matter how unruly and unruly the heroes are in the world, they must give face to our Xiao family when they come here. No one dares to provoke our Xiao family here."

Besides, I didn’t come alone. Didn’t I also have my maid Xiao Tao?

, and there are three young heroes beside him."

After saying that, he actually covered his face with his sleeves and chuckled hypocritically.

Wenyi was a little embarrassed, thinking: I'm so bold and bold, let me take care of you! So he pointed to the two remaining stools by the table and said to Wen Sisan and Wen Sisi: "Since Miss Xiao thinks highly of us, you should also

You're welcome, sit down and rest."

The two straightforward people were very obedient, and they immediately formed a table of mahjong.

Xiao Ruoyu still looked smiling, and asked Wenyi again: "I wonder what the young master does for a living in Chang'an?

It’s actually related to our family?”

Wenyi sighed and said: "Miss Xiao, I am a purchaser of the Prince of Qin's Palace, so I am often tricked by the cruel shopkeeper Xiao! I came here just to ask for a favor, so that shopkeeper Xiao can give us a cheaper price.

He has almost robbed us of all the money in Prince Qin’s palace!”

Xiao Ruoyu rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "My father is the clan leader. Although I never ask about family affairs, if I intercede for you, my father will definitely agree.

But I have a condition."

Wenyi pretended to be excited and said: "As long as I can do it, I will do my best!"

Xiao Ruoyu said: "It's very simple. As long as you can send me ten poems that are no less than "Knowing Jiangnan", leave this matter to me!"

Wenyi frowned and said: "Miss Xiao, this is a bit difficult to handle. However, any poem that is deliberately written will not have many famous poems. Only when the mood and artistic conception are reached can one write a good poem.

I’m sorry that it’s hard for me to obey.”

Xiao Ruoyu was not disappointed and said: "It's okay, as long as you promise to write some good poems in the future and send me a few."

Wenyi didn't want to be a plagiarist of time and space, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "Miss Xiao, do you come to the teahouse often to listen to books?"

Xiao Ruoyu nodded and said, "Yes, a storyteller came here half a year ago and has been telling stories in this teahouse.

I came here out of curiosity and became a regular visitor after hearing about it once.”

Literature and Art: “I see, I wonder which one I want to talk about now?

I also like to listen."

Xiao Ruoyu said: "I started talking about "Legend of Sword and Fairy" the day before yesterday, and today is the fourth episode.

I heard that storytelling was spread from Chang'an, but have you heard of this book?"

Wenyi laughed, how could he possibly need to hear it? This was what Wang Erxuan, that boy, shamelessly begged for, so he wrote it to him.

Wenyi smiled mysteriously and asked: "Do you know who wrote this book?"

Xiao Ruoyu's IQ was absolutely online. Her eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "It's not you, is it?"

Wenyi said "hehe" twice, opened the folding fan in a coquettish manner and fanned it twice before saying: "No, it's me!"

Xiao Ruoyu stood stunned on the spot. In her heart, such a wonderful novel must be written by a talented, handsome, and suave gentleman.

Although it was my first acquaintance with literature and art, his temperament, personality, and appearance were all far from the idol in his heart.

Ah, there are some mistakes in my thinking, but I still can’t believe that the author is a literary artist.

After learning about Miss Xiao's identity, Wenyi made a preliminary plan. Now was the best time to implement it. Taking advantage of her distracted mind, he quickly said: "Let's do this. I will tell Miss Xiao "The Immortal Sword" in person.

How about replacing the ten poems with the remaining parts?"

After Xiao Ruoyu came back to her senses, she immediately showed a hint of cunning and said: "That's not possible. This book must have been finished in Chang'an. It would be too easy for you to describe it to me again. Why don't you tell me a book that I have never heard of?"

how?"

Wenyi slapped the table and said, "Deal! I wonder what style of books Miss Xiao likes?"

Xiao Ruoyu thought for a while and said: "I don't like too much fighting and killing, you can do what you want."

Romance is my favorite, so how can I keep Xiaomi in love?

Wenyi chose for a while and then said: "This teahouse has already been occupied by a storyteller. I don't want to steal someone's job. How about I go to the Xiao Mansion tomorrow to tell you the story?"

Xiao Ruoyu nodded: "It's a deal!"
Chapter completed!