Two days have passed, and Lin Jue's injuries have recovered well. Maybe it's because he's young and has a good foundation, maybe it's because it's just a flesh injury that didn't hurt the muscles or bones, or maybe it's because Doctor Zhang's medical skills are exquisite and the medicine is suitable for the symptoms. In short, two days have passed.
In the past, Lin Jue's injuries improved a lot. In the past, he could only crawl on the bed but could not move. Now he can get out of bed and walk a few steps with support, solving his physical problems on his own.
But after all, it was a very serious trauma. The wound had just scabbed over, so you couldn't move it casually, otherwise there was a risk of the wound splitting. But even so, on the morning of July 18th, Lin Jue actually asked to leave the house and go to the streets to do errands.
Naturally, this matter was strongly opposed by Lu Wu. Is the young master desperate for his life? How can he go out and walk around in this situation? Is the young master crazy?
But Lin Jue insisted on this and even started to get angry. Lu Wu cried angrily, but Lin Jue did not give in. In the end, there was no other way, Lin Hu made a crutch, and the two of them supported Lin Jue slowly and walked out.
Lin Zhai came to the street.
Walking to Xihe Street and finally leaving the promised land in Lin's house, Lin Jue was sweating profusely and obviously in great pain. The cart could not be built and the sedan chair could not be hired. Lin Jue knew that he could not go where he wanted to go.
Because Lin Jue was going to Wangyue Tower.
When he left Wangyue Tower last time, Lin Jue told Xie Yingying that he would go there again before the 18th to discuss whether Wangyue Tower would participate in the Oiran Competition. He should have asked Xie Yingying on the 18th or 17th day, but
He couldn't go because he was beaten. And today was the last day for the Oiran competition, so Lin Jue had to come.
Lin Jue was not obsessed with helping Wangyuelou win anything. He insisted on going out today because of a revenge plan. And this plan required Wangyuelou's cooperation to complete. So today he had to meet with Xie Yingying, using the plan he had planned a few days ago.
The completed plan to seize the oiran was used as a bargaining chip, and Wangyuelou cooperated with him to put on a good show. After today, maybe Wangyuelou would also agree to cooperate, but Lin Jue believed that that kind of cooperation was just to repay himself, and he
But they can't help Wangyuelou's plight, which is an unfair approach. This will also affect their cooperation with this plan.
"Lv Wu, you go and ask someone to come for me. I can't walk far, so I'm waiting for her in the private room of the teahouse next to her. You must invite her." Lin Jue stood in the crowd with a cane.
In the midst of it, he frowned in pain.
"Okay, who does the young master want to see? Lu Wu can go and invite him. If I had known this, I could just go to the house and invite him."
Lin Jue smiled bitterly and said: "If I could invite her to my home, why would I endure the pain and come out? What I want to invite is Miss Xie Yingying from Wangyue Tower."
Lu Wu was surprised and confused at the same time. She frowned and said, "You still want to see that Xie Yingying? You have been hurt like this by her, why do you still want to see her? If someone in the house finds out, aren't you asking for a beating?"
Lin Jue waved his hand and said: "Don't ask too much, just go and invite her. Just because I'm afraid of being known by the people in the house, I decided not to go to Wangyue Tower, but to ask you to invite her. Just go and invite her and tell Xie Yingying
She must come to meet me and say that I have something important to tell her."
Lu Wu sighed. Although he was full of reluctance, he could only go and invite him. After Lu Wu left, Lin Jue entered the teahouse next to him with the help of Lin Hu, and found a quiet box to stay there quietly.
waiting.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Lin Jue was looking out the window and lost his mind at the people flowing on the street, Lin Hu, who was looking at the door of the teahouse, ran into the box.
"Here, sir, Sister Luwu and the others are here."
Lin Jue stood up holding on to the table and looked towards the door of the private room. The curtain was opened, and a woman with a gauze-covered face walked in behind Lu Wu. After the curtain was lowered, the woman removed the veil and it was none other than Xie Yingying.
When Xie Yingying gathered her skirt and saluted, Lin Jue also returned the salute.
"Yingying has met Young Master Lin. I wonder why Young Master chose to meet here?"
Lin Jue glanced at Lu Wu. It was obvious that Lu Wu had not told Xie Yingying what she had experienced. Lu Wu was a well-behaved girl and she never talked too much.
"Miss Yingying, please sit down and talk." Lin Jue gestured.
Xie Yingying thanked her and sat down on the spring stool. Lin Jue slowly sat down. When he sat down, his buttocks hurt unbearably. Even though there was a soft cushion underneath, the pain was as if he was being tortured.
"What's wrong with Mr. Lin?" Xie Yingying asked.
"We will discuss this matter later. I invited Miss Yingying to come here today just to ask if your house has decided to participate in the Oiran Competition. Today is July 18th, so registration should be closed today." Lin
Jue said in a deep voice.
Xie Yingying frowned and said in deep thought: "To be honest, Mr. Lin, my mother and I have not yet discussed this matter and have not yet decided whether to participate. Because some things are very entangled, it is really difficult for us to make a decision."
Lin Jue nodded and said, "I understand. Well, let me show you something."
Lin Jue waved, and Lin Hu took out a roll of paper from the package he was carrying and handed it to Lin Jue. Lin Jue flipped it over, took out two pieces of paper with some words on it, and handed it to Xie Yingying.
"These are two new lyrics I wrote for Guilou in the past few days. They are written in the tone of Miss Yingying. Please take a look at them. If you think they can be used to compose music and sing, I can help Guilou."
Xie Yingying was very surprised. She didn't expect that Mr. Lin was so enthusiastic and really took the matter of her Wangyue Tower as a big deal. But what Xie Yingying thought in her heart was that Mr. Lin's talent was not obvious and he could write lyrics casually, but he could write lyrics all over the world.
There are more than tens of millions of people. If he wants to win the title of Oiran, his words may not be able to be used.
But no matter what, Mr. Lin is sincere, how can he neglect it. Xie Yingying thanked her repeatedly, took it with both hands and started to look at it. Originally, she didn’t have much hope or expectation, but after looking at it for a while, Xie Yingying’s eyes widened.
Shocked and stunned.
One: Partridge Sky, Osmanthus fragrans
It is dark, light yellow, soft in nature, and only the fragrance remains. There is no need for light green and light red, it is naturally the best among flowers.
The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the paintings are open to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. The poet can be ruthless and thoughtful, why can't he see the end of the year?
Part 2: One-cut plum blossoms
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade quilt in autumn. I undress lightly and get into the orchid boat alone. Someone in the clouds sends me a brocade book. When the wild goose comes back, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers are floating and the water is flowing. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
Xie Yingying stood up slowly, raised her eyes and looked at Lin Jue in shock. Lin Jue nodded slightly and said: "I don't know if these two poems can be judged by Miss Yingying. I wonder if they can pass the test if they are used in the preliminary competition? As for the matching of the tune,
I also have some ideas. As for the choreography, it’s up to the girl to resolve it herself.”
Xie Yingying said excitedly: "These two poems are so amazing. Even though Yingying only has a rough understanding of writing and ink, she knows that they are the best poems. To put it bluntly, they are for the preliminary round or to participate in the final competition. These two poems are definitely worthy."
Yingying admires the young master for his great talent."
Lin Jue smiled and said, "It's fine if Miss Yingying likes it, but remember, this is the word you wrote, so it will surprise others even more. I also wrote the word according to your tone."
Xie Yingying murmured: "How can the slave family write such good words? Isn't this the disabling slave family?"
Lin Jue waved his hand and said: "It's you who say it is you. This is my lyrics. No one knows about it unless I say it. It's you who want to win the title of Oiran, not me."
Xie Yingying twirled the red handkerchief with her fingers, feeling excited and confused at the same time. She was originally worried that Mr. Lin's lyrics would be unusable, but now that she saw these two wonderful poems, she was amazed. Although she was extremely happy, she felt flustered for no reason.
Lin Jue reached out and pushed several pieces of paper sewn together with thin threads in front of Xie Yingying.
"This is the storybook I prepared for you to participate in the main competition. Take a look and you will be satisfied."
"Script?"
"Exactly. It's a storybook. Anyway, the Oiran Competition is nothing more than a test of sexual skills. As long as it can express these two points, it's fine. So whether it's singing, reciting lyrics, painting, or a storybook is actually not against the rules. You should read the storybook first.
, let’s discuss these again.” Lin Jue nodded.
Xie Yingying opened the pages full of doubts and saw three big characters "Du Shiniang" written on the header, and she was even more confused. However, after reading a few lines, she was immediately immersed in the story and couldn't help but read.
As the pages turned over, the knuckles in Xie Yingying's hands turned white and her brows furrowed tightly.
"...There is a jade in my coffin, but I hate that the husband has no pearls in his eyes. I am not destined to die, and I am exhausted from the dust. I just got away, and I was abandoned. Now everyone has their own ears and eyes, and together they can prove that I have lived up to my husband.
The husband is proud of his concubine!" When Xie Yingying read this section of Shiniang's monologue and then threw herself into the surging river, Xie Yingying collapsed. Tears flowed freely, and she even lay on the table and cried bitterly.
