The most important woman is Mohan

Chapter 209 Fill in the Words
Ruyan waved her hands, and behind her came a young servant in green slowly, holding a tray in his hand, on which should be the Four Treasures of the Study.Ruyan took the tray and placed it on the table in front of him, and the waiter immediately hung up the paper, and a beautiful landscape painting immediately appeared in front of everyone, high mountains and flowing water, flowers, birds, fish and insects, what a paradise landscape painting.

Mo Han stared at the scene in the painting for a moment, then frowned and looked at the beauty in white. He probably didn't want to be disturbed by the world, and wanted to find a place with mountains and water to escape from the world, right?Destiny always likes to play tricks on people. Once he enters the Red Mansion Chu Pavilion, the man's life will be completely ruined. Now he can rely on his appearance to keep his innocence for a while. When he gets older, what will he rely on to support his last point? Are you proud?
After a while, there were servants coming to each elegant room one after another with pens and inks. It turned out that the first pass was to write a poem for Mr. Ruyan's painting.

Mo Han took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, took another look at the paintings hanging downstairs, and then picked up the pen and swiped it.

"The incense burner waterfall faces each other from a distance, and the cliffs are back to the sky. The green shadows and the red clouds reflect the morning sun, and the birds can't fly to Wu Tianchang.

Ascend to the magnificent world, the vast river will not return.Yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and white waves are nine flowing snow mountains.

Looking at the stone mirror to clear my heart, the moss is gone at Xie Gongxing's place.Serving early and returning pills has no love for the world, and Qin Xin's three folds are just beginning.

Seeing immortals in colorful clouds in the distance, holding hibiscus towards Yujing in hand.In the early stage, I was sweating on Jiugai, and I would like to take Lu Ao to travel in Taiqing. "

Wenxin and Nuanfeng looked at their master adoringly at the side, seeing Mo Han swipe away, quickly retracted the pen, handed everything to the waiter, and continued to lean on the back of the chair and drink.The two couldn't help but lamented that the master was really powerful, and he came to the mouth as soon as he picked up the pen.

The waiter held the tray and showed the guest's poems to Ruyan one by one. Some poems Ruyan just glanced at them and skipped them, and some would take a few more glances. Occasionally, when he met a satisfactory one, he would Will stop and watch for a while.The inscriptions of the verses all have special signs, such as the room number of the private room or the seat number in the lobby, so Ruyan must have already made a conclusion in her heart about which is good and which is bad.

After reading everyone's poems, Ruyan returned to the piano, flicked her finger lightly, and the gurgling sound of the piano flowed out along the slender fingers. ring the bell.Its lingering sound is moderate in length, and it is the most expressive of solemn and simple lyrical music.The sound of the zither is like the gurgling water under the bridge, the few clear cries of Gu Hongfei, and the gentle sigh of Yi An; it's like watching Xue Tao's flower-washing note, watching a faint orchid quietly blooming in the distance The night sky; just like the colorful lilac tree.

It can be said that the lingering sound lingers on the beam, and it lasts for three days.It sounds like a spring in a mountain stream, like a bell ringing around a ring.The ethereal sound reminds people of the orchids in the valley, and the ancient sound seems to be riding the wind in the clouds.

After the song was over, everyone was still immersed in the curling sound of the piano, and the second topic was sent to them, composing a lyrics for the song just now.

Mo Han couldn't help but think of Li Qingzhao's "One Cut Plum" in his mind,

Red lotus root fragrant and residual jade in autumn.

Loosen Luo Chang lightly and board the Lanzhou alone.

Who will send the brocade book in the cloud?
When the wild goose returns, the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers float by themselves and water flows by themselves,
A kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this situation,
Only under the brow, but our hearts.

(End of this chapter)