When Ling Yun returned from the City God's Temple, he couldn't remember, but he did not forget to go back to the side hall and offer a stick of incense to Guanyin Bodhisattva.
If nothing else, it’s pretty cool.
Smiling silly and humming, the older boy thought he was stunned and babbling, but he didn't say a word, but the joy on his face was self-evident!
As the saying goes, sincerity leads to spiritual success. Whether it was arranged by God or by chance, he met the woman in yellow as he wished. Although the result was not satisfactory, the future is bright.
At noon the next day, Ling Yun, holding the invitation in hand, arrived at the manor in the southeast of the city that Er Lengzi called, taking Xiao He with him.
"Who?"
Xiao He stepped forward and knocked on the door. There was a sound of opening the door, and the accompanying sound.
Xiao Si who opened the door looked at Xiao He up and down, seeing that he was dressed as a servant, and asked doubtfully, "Who are you looking for?"
Xiao He did not reply, but bowed and retreated behind Ling Yun.
Ling Yun stepped forward and handed the invitation in his hand to Menli Xiaosi, clasping his fists and smiling, "Anzhou Ling Yun, I'm here to accept the invitation."
Xiao Si was shocked when he heard that the visitor introduced himself, "You...are you Ling Yun?"
"It's down there."
After confirming that the person coming was Ling Yun, Xiao Si said enthusiastically, "Master Ling, please come in quickly, my master has invited you."
Hearing this, Ling Yun frowned slightly. Isn't this a poetry meeting?
Why does it feel like the owner of Zhuangzi specially invited him alone in the name of a party?
With doubts, Ling Yun followed Xiao Si into the manor.
There are flowers, lakes, and rockeries in the manor, but Ling Yun is not in the mood to watch them at the moment. He is wondering whether this is a gathering, or is someone meeting him alone in the name of a gathering?
If you meet him alone, why not send someone to invite him directly? Why bother asking a fool to deliver the letter?
Everything here is a mystery, which troubles Ling Yun's heart and makes him have no intention of watching it.
Take a deep breath. When the soldiers come, they will cover up the water and earth. Once they come, let's make peace with them!
"Master Ling, please."
Xiao Si stopped and stretched out his hand to signal Ling Yun to walk forward alone.
Ling Yun passed through a stone door and entered the manor by the small lake. He looked up and saw two people sitting on the pavilion of the pavilion.
One of them noticed his arrival and hurried to his side. She was probably a maid with a cool appearance. She wished him good fortune and Ling Yun made a return gift.
He followed the maid towards the pavilion, and when he took a closer look, he found that there was also a woman sitting there.
I saw her lying on a chair, her posture relaxed, her chin supported on one hand, her moving eyes in clear black and white, as if covered with a layer of mist, looked at him curiously, her snow-white ankles were exposed under her skirt, and the looming whiteness was enough to make
People are imaginative.
The Luo Yi that this man was wearing was made of unknown materials. It was probably made of silk mixed with other fabrics. It was bright and shiny, making it look noble and cool.
A gust of autumn wind came and blew on the woman's Luo Yi. Ling Yun couldn't help but think of a poem: Why is the Luo Yi fluttering? The light skirt is returned by the wind.
This comparison is in line with the woman in front of me.
She has a melon-seed face, picturesque eyebrows, and smooth skin as white as snow, as if water can be drawn out with just a gentle thrust. She is extremely attractive.
Noticing that Ling Yun was looking at her without any trace, the noble woman said, "Are you Ling Yun?"
The voice was a bit sharp, whether it was intentional or not, Ling Yun could hear the derogatory meaning in it, as if he was secretly mocking himself for not having any rules, as he looked over and over at her.
There was a hint of disdain between his eyebrows. Although he deliberately restrained himself, under Ling Yun's careful inspection, he could still find clues.
This made him even more confused. He lowered his head and frowned, thinking that since this noble and gorgeous woman in front of him couldn't stand him, why did she ask him to meet here?
Could it be that he just wanted to humiliate him, but he never remembered that he knew this person. Besides, whether he was a young lady or a maid, he was respectful and polite to him, and it didn't seem like he meant to embarrass him.
Ling Yun couldn't figure out what it meant for a while, so he could only compose a salute and said, "I am Ling Yun. I wonder why the girl came to me?"
The woman had no expression on her face and continued to ask, "I once heard from other scholars that you are thirteen years old and you are the Jieyuan candidate for this year's provincial examination?"
There was no response to the question. Although Ling Yun was doubtful, he still replied, "Exactly. I wonder why the girl came here."
"I heard that you are very good at composing poems, and you can do it in one go. Why don't you just do what I did and compose an impromptu poem so that I can learn more about it? What do you think?"
Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, raised his head and glanced at her, wondering to himself, could it be that he came here just to have him compose an impromptu poem?
If so, what if someone randomly finds him in the future and asks him to improvise a song?
Thinking of this, Ling Yun shook his head and refused decisively, "I'm sorry, girl, I don't say whether Ling can compose poetry. Even if Ling can compose poetry, you and I are strangers. If you come here today just to compose poetry, then what?
I’m sorry Ling can’t do it.”
I wonder what on earth these idiots are doing?
Did you trick him into coming here just to make him compose poems for the superior woman in front of him?
What do you think of him as Ling Yun?
As a toy to please others, although he was not familiar with Erluzi and was even dirty, he never expected that Erluzi would fool him like this. He was really bullying someone!
When he goes back, he will definitely seek an explanation from Er Lengzi. If he doesn't give him an explanation, this grudge will be settled.
Thinking of this, Ling Yun said goodbye, "If the girl has no other matters, Ling will say goodbye."
Hearing that Ling Yun was unwilling to compose a poem for her and was about to leave if they disagreed with her, the woman's face was filled with anger, she glanced at him with cold eyes, and shouted, "What do you mean? I asked you to do it, you
Dare you do it?"
"Ah!"
Hearing this, Ling Yun couldn't help but smile, thinking that the world is really big and full of wonders. Could it be that he still needs her permission to write poetry?
Could it be that he wanted to express that if he didn't write poetry today, he wouldn't be able to leave this manor?
A good man doesn't fight with women. Although his words are unpleasant, they don't make him angry. He just replies calmly, "Girl, I respect you as a woman. We treat each other favorably and give you enough face. Besides, whether Ling writes poetry or not
This is personal freedom, so why should a girl force herself to make things difficult for others?"
The woman suddenly became furious and threatened coldly, "I don't care, if you don't write a poem for me today, you will never leave my territory."
"Ah!"
I really thought that Ling Yun was too frightened. How could he, a tall and dignified man with a height of 13 years old, be frightened by a female prostitute?
Ling Yun's face turned cold, he squinted his eyes and took a cold look at the woman lying on the chair, and said calmly, "This girl, not to mention that she is a provincial figure, even if she is just an ordinary person below, she is seven feet tall.