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Chapter 364 Goddess (5)

Wen Tingyun's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Muxue.

However, when he saw the moist eyes of the little girl, he was startled again.

"Girl, this is Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen, this is Miss Youwei."

Biyu was introduced between the two.

Looking at the two girls, Wen Tingyun couldn't help sighing when he thought of that day.

The colorful clouds could not cover the brilliance of the sun and the moon. That day when he first saw the film of the little girl who was beaten, he felt that she was extraordinary. It was less than a month ago, and the two girls made a difference.

Jiang Muxue greeted Wen Tingyun without looking up.

Then he said to Biyu, "My sister's singing is so beautiful, it touched my heart, so I feel sad."

At this moment, Mingyue and others also came out.

"Sister, come and play together." Mingyue took Jiang Muxue's hand and introduced to everyone, "This is the sister of Jinlan who is married to Jinlan, named Youwei."

Jiang Muxue didn't expect this situation. After she said that to Biyu, she planned to go back to her room.

But Mingyue kept pulling her, and it was hard for her to break free.

Everyone returned to Mingyue's room together, and after a while, the sound of silk, bamboo and wind music reappeared.

Jiang Muxue sat obediently, watching them seriously reciting poems, playing the piano and singing songs, and remained silent for a while.

Li Shen touched Wen Tingyun's elbow quietly, and said with a narrow smile: "Although that girl is small, but if you look carefully, she has a national beauty, and she will definitely surpass Mingyue in the future."

Wen Tingyun was a little displeased, paused and said: "Compared with her appearance, I am more concerned about her cleverness, she became a poem at the age of seven."

"That's right, she is a famous poet boy in Chang'an." Li Shen walked up to Jiang Muxue as if thinking of something, "Miss, can you write a poem for me?"

When he said this, everyone became interested, and even Mingyue pushed Jiang Muxue out, saying that her younger sister was so talented.

Jiang Muxue glanced at Wen Tingyun, but seeing that his eyes were full of expectation, she blessed herself, walked to the table, picked up a pen and paper, and waved it smartly.

She has a free and easy appearance, and her writing is vivid, but her handwriting is very delicate.

Not long after, a seven-character verse jumped onto the desk:

Thinking hard, searching for poems and singing under the lamp, sleepless nights, afraid of the cold and quilt.

The trees and leaves in the courtyard are full of sorrow and wind, and the moon is sinking through the front screen window.

The evacuation is not idle and the wish is finally fulfilled, the ups and downs are empty to see the original heart.

Living in the secluded place of the Moding phoenix tree, the evening sparrow chirps around the forest.

This poem was specially written to Wen Tingyun by Yu Xuanji in his previous life, and the title is: Sending Wen Feiqing on a winter night.

Between the lines, I vividly describe my sense of wandering, loneliness, and depression.At that time, Wen Tingyun had become her teacher, and Yu Xuanji had been lonely for so many years, finally there was such a person who was willing to teach him how to write lyrics and cared about his future and destiny.

For the first time, she felt the warmth of the world in her heart.

If Yu Xuanji had warmed up twice in his life, the first time was when he met Wen Tingyun, and the second time was when he married Li Yi.

And Wen Tingyun, to Yu Xuanji, was both a teacher and a friend, like a father, and later, like a lover.

Such complicated emotions can definitely show that no one can shake Wen Tingyun's position in Yu Xuanji's heart.

Even later, she fell in love with Li Yi,
Zhou Yao and others held the poems in their hands and chanted them over and over again, one or two of them were full of praise.

Especially thinking that such a neat, beautiful, and straightforward masterpiece was made by an 11-year-old child, everyone lamented the greatness of the creator.

"It's not an exaggeration to describe it as Zhong Lin Yuxiu, Wuhua Tianbao." Zhou Yao was full of admiration, but Duan Chengshi suddenly shook his head, saying it's a pity.

Everyone was puzzled, Duan Chengshi sighed: "Unfortunately it's not a man!"

Shocked by the words, Jiang Muxue couldn't help thinking of how many times in her previous life Yu Xuanji felt sad that she was not a man.

If it is a man, with her intelligence, talent and transparency bestowed by God, she will fight for a bright future no matter what.

Just because she is a daughter, even though she has no talent, she can only be reduced to the land of fireworks in the end, singing, singing and laughing day and night.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but write again:
Yunfeng's eyes are full of spring sunshine, and the silver hook refers to the next birth.

I hate Luo Yi to cover up his poems and envy the top of the list.

After reading it, Duan Chengshi suddenly looked at Wen Tingyun and laughed.

Zhou Yao also booed, "Brother Feiqing should take a look, I don't know how he will feel!"

At this time, Wen Tingyun was still immersed in Jiang Muxue's last poem, and suddenly heard Zhou Yao calling him again, and his tone was rather narrow, so he hurried over to read it.

If you don't take a closer look, you will be surprised.

There is such a gully in the chest of the little girl, it is really a woman who does not give up.

Bowing her head and thinking about it again, a little girl hates herself even though she is talented, but she can't take the same exams as men, and she is an official in the same dynasty, but she can't show her talent and passion.

And what about him?
Isn't that the case too?
Repeated failures in the imperial examination made him disheartened.

All of a sudden, Wen Tingyun felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

"How about this..." Zhou Yao smiled and said, "Brother Fei Qing just accept this girl as a student?"

"That's a great idea!" Duan Chengshi echoed.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly lively, Mingyue took Jiang Muxue's hand and said with a smile: "Silly sister, don't hurry up to apprentice!"

This opportunity is once in a thousand years.

Jiang Muxue looked at Wen Tingyun again, and found that this man also looked expectant.

So, she walked slowly in front of Wen Tingyun, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times.

Mingyue brought a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Muxue.

Jiang Muxue cupped both hands, "Please drink tea, sir."

"Please get up quickly!" Wen Tingyun took the tea and did not drink it in a hurry. After putting the cup by the table, he hurriedly helped Jiang Muxue up, and then drank the tea in one gulp.

The crowd applauded.

That night, Duan Chengshi, Zhou Yao and others were the hosts, and prepared a banquet in the Mingyue Room to celebrate the two "teachers and students".

Perhaps because of excitement or disappointment in the imperial examination, Wen Tingyun drank a lot of wine, and in the end, he and Duan Chengshi and Zhou Yao fought each other and became very drunk.

But what is it here?
There are beauties, the fragrance of wine, hotbeds, and when you are drunk, you will naturally have a place.

Although several people were drunk and unconscious, Mingyue and others took good care of them.

The next day, when the sun was high, Wen Tingyun woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a delicate and handsome face came into view. Wen Tingyun was shocked and stood up abruptly.

"Girl, you..."

"Youwei waits on Mr. to wash up."

"Oh, no, no, I'll do it myself."

Wen Tingyun hurriedly took the handkerchief from Jiang Muxue's hand, and washed his face indiscriminately.

Jiang Muxue poured out the water, put the empty basin on the shelf, and poured him another cup of tea.

Wen Tingyun took it and drank it down.

Putting down the glass, he thought about it.

There was silence in the room.

After a long time, Wen Tingyun suddenly broke the silence, as if mustering up great courage, he said: "I can see that the girl is not very happy to be a teacher yesterday. If she is not, why don't you just refuse?"

(End of this chapter)