"Don't touch my head, I'm not young anymore. You go upstairs, Sister Yu is almost moved to tears by your words."
"Hahaha, how old are you, this girl?"
Under the envious eyes of everyone, Jingzhou followed Bi'er upstairs, turned left and right and crossed several rooms before stopping.
Looking up, I saw a golden nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the vermilion lacquered door, with three big characters "Luhua Pavilion" dancing in the air.
"You go in, hee hee." After saying this, Bi'er pushed Jing Zhou and ran away with a smile.
Pushing open the vermilion door, Jingzhou saw this famous woman.
There was tea on the small round table in the room. It looked like it had just been brewed, and steam was still emanating from the tea cup. Sitting next to Jing Zhou at the table was a woman in blue.
"There is a beautiful woman in the sky, with tassels dangling in the ring. The green silk is flying in the graceful steps, and the weak willows are supporting the wind, and the lotus flowers are swinging." This is the feeling that Jingzhou felt when he saw Lingyu for the first time.
"The lyrics written by the young master really make people cry..."
"Under the peach blossom tree, next to the Three Lives Stone, who still remembers who I promised you ten miles of red makeup? Young Master, do you think it's ridiculous? I'm waiting for my daughter's family, just for a promise, waiting foolishly."
The sound was very ethereal, like a bird in the forest.
At that moment, Jingzhou comforted him and said:
"How many people in the world have pillows filled with moldy dreams that are filled with people they cannot have? The girl was originally going to hell, but hell was closed, and then she went to heaven, but heaven was also full of guests, so
The girl is passing through the world."
"It just so happens that my room is bright, isn't it? It just so happens that I have been lighting a lamp and waiting for the girl. I have been waiting. No, today is the end of the wait."
This woman is like a book. Most men just want to read it, but how many of them actually plan to buy it?
When a girl is a girl, she has a "royal brother" whom she falls in love with at first sight. She never gets tired of it, and she can live and die for him. Years pass by, and then the girl will realize that he leaves her even more amazing things.
rather than a surprise.
Hearing Jingzhou's unusual words of comfort, Lingyu smiled and his face instantly improved.
These words were quite strange. It was the first time she heard such words, but when she thought about it carefully, there was some truth in her words.
"I have heard that the girl is of great beauty, elegant and elegant, and can be appreciated by both refined and popular people. She can write poems, caress the beams, become the number one scholar, and compose music like a mandarin duck."
"Does the young master always talk to his daughter's family like this?"
This was the first time she heard such naked words even in this land of fireworks, but when these words came out of Jing Zhou's mouth, she couldn't bear to be angry at all.
Looking at the curious person in front of him, Jingzhou said slowly: "No, I only said these words to the girl herself."
He indeed only said this to Lingyu.
When he met Yue Lingshan, he was talking about her beauty, but to Ren Yingying, he was talking about her beautiful voice.
These are obviously three different sentences. How could Mr. Jing lie to others?
"Keke, I wonder if you have any other good words, sir?"
Lingyu was not satisfied with that poem. He felt that such a romantic person would definitely have many treasures. Given this opportunity tonight, he wanted to read a few more poems.
The Que Linjiang Fairy had really written it into her heart before. She didn't expect that the young master's thoughts on his daughter's family would be written so thoroughly. He simply understood the girl better than the girl's family.
"The article was originally written by nature, but a skillful hand accidentally found it. But the words are gone. I wonder if the song will work?"
"Young master, do you still know the rhythm of music?" Hearing this, Lingyu's admiration for Jingzhou became even stronger.
"Sauvignon Blanc goes up to the west building alone, the fate is like a morning exposure and people are easily separated, the moon shines on the world to illuminate the worries..."
"Haha, how about this song?"
"Young Master really has a daughter's heart~"
It was a long night, and it was difficult to fall asleep. The two of them had an in-depth communication, which was not fun enough for outsiders to explain.
...
On the second day, Jingzhou and Lingyu were talking about poetry and musical instruments in the room, with Jingzhou doing most of the talking and Lingyu listening.
"I didn't expect that in addition to poetry, the young master is also proficient in music. Lingyu admires the young master very much~"
In this land of fireworks, she has seen countless noble gentlemen, but there are only a few who have ink in their belly and have an extraordinary temperament.
Among these few people, the only one who is proficient in music and understands the thoughts of my daughter's family is the one in front of me.
"Haha, Master Lingyu takes his praise seriously."
Jingzhou's smile almost made Lingyu lose his mind.
The more they came into contact, the more she felt that the person in front of her seemed to have a kind of power that made people want to get closer.
Whether it was that smile or those gentle words, they seemed to be able to eliminate all the worries in people's hearts, and even made her heart ripple constantly.
At this moment, Bi'er hurriedly ran in from the outside, smiled at Jingzhou and said, "Sir, do you know, your words are worth a lot of money now?" After saying this, Bi'er's eyes shone, and it looked like Jingzhou was...
Looking like gold.
Hundreds or thousands of taels!
A family of five only eats a dozen shi of rice a year, which is a dozen taels of silver. If all this were converted into rice, it would be enough for a family of five to last a lifetime!
Bi'er has never seen so much money in her whole life! Her monthly money is only one tael of silver.
Jing Zhou also became interested and asked casually: "How valuable is it?"
"It's more expensive than me..."
"Oh, then I just have enough money to support you..."
"Hehe, this is what the young master said, Bi'er wants to eat peach blossom cake..."
As if she felt that she had said too little, in a blink of an eye Bi'er added five or six kinds of snacks.
"You girl can eat it. This is all the master's property, so take it all for you."
"Hehehe, thank you, sir~" Bi'er took the embroidery bag and ran down with a jump.
Seeing Jing Zhou's casual words, Ling Yu covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Young master is really funny, he doesn't even take this money thing in his eyes."
"It's not that I don't care about money. I'm just a single man, so what's the use of all that money? It's enough to buy wine if you have money..."
Lingyu's eyes darkened and he thought to himself: "Doesn't he have any other ideas? Is it really enough to just buy wine?"
...
For several days, Jingzhou stayed in the Yanbo Tower, playing the piano and discussing poetry with Lingyu, and was very happy.
But there was a hint of resentment in Lingyu's eyes when she looked at Jingzhou. At night, she secretly wondered if she wasn't pretty enough. Otherwise, why did the young master really only enjoy lyrics and talk music with her at night?
It didn't take long for the word "Jingzhou" to become more and more famous, and the words and characters he had written before were widely circulated in the literary circle. That night, the pile of Huanxi sand was bought by Lu Hang for 800 taels.
Some people approached China Airlines to buy it at a higher price, but he rejected them all.
The girl in this land of fireworks also keeps reciting Jingzhou's lyrics, thinking about when she can see this man and when he can compose a song for herself.
My heart flew away with that poem!
There were even more people who kept coming to give him personal belongings. If the water in the mist hadn't been too deep, many young ladies would have stepped over the threshold and offered themselves to warm the bed.
The word "Mr. Jing" has made many girls frown and worry about it.