"Ask.... if he has time tonight to enjoy the moon on a boat, drink and play the piano."
Hearing the words, the maid had a bright smile on her face: "I'll go right now."
"Sir, my young lady is like smoke in the Cuiyu Building. I just want to enjoy the moon together tonight. The young lady is willing to play the piano to add to the fun."
"Master Lu, my young lady asked Xianju Qingling, would you like to go on a cruise together tonight and drink and write poetry?"
"Son..."
"......"
In an instant, Lu Yan was surrounded by dozens of maids, and the fragrance hit.
The people onlookers were very envious.
Although Datang has an open atmosphere, it is still a woman who is reserved and is deeply in her boudoir.
It is bold enough to go on a cruise to watch the moon together.
If Lu Yan wanted to spend the night there, presumably they would not refuse.
Being invited by so many beauties can be said to be a scene that countless men dream of.
Lu Yan looked in front of him, with a handsome face, wide-eyed, and looked at his maids with hope. He finally understood why the shopkeeper chose to come to relieve himself.
It is also helpless.
The street has been enclosed, and if it is not dispersed, it will only make this inn no one will set foot on it again.
"Thank you for your love, but I'm really lacking in skills, and I'm obsessed with reading. I'm too straight, I'm afraid of being abrupt, so I hope you'll forgive me."
Lu Yan could only cup his hands at them, and there was already a refusal in his words.
He didn't mean to look down on these oirans, after all... they were just some poor people after all.
When the oiran in the sedan chair heard the words, there was a hint of disappointment in their beautiful eyes.
"Young master is talented and unparalleled in the world. The slaves know that their status is low, and they do not dare to climb high. I only want the son to reward him with a pair of calligraphy treasures. I would like to be a maid in front of the son, and my heart is already satisfied."
Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant voice came from the sedan chair in the Cuiyu Building.
The rest of the oiran also reacted immediately and all opened their mouths.
"Yesterday, when I heard the son's poems, I was shocked. The slaves and servants have nothing else to ask for, but just get a copy of the calligraphy from the son, that's enough."
"In the early hours of this morning, I was already here waiting for the young master. Can I ask for a masterpiece for the sake of slaves, so I can cherish it and read it every day."
"........."
The door of the inn is very lively.
Lu Yan shook his head, a little helpless in his expression.
The hardest thing to bear is the grace of beauty.
Talents have always been loved, but Lu Yan never imagined that it would cause such a big battle.
Although he can refuse, but looking at these women, his attitude is firm, and it is obvious that he will not leave easily.
They are not easy either.
Just a pair of ink treasures.
In this case.... Lu Yan said again: "You girls love and wait hard. There is nothing in return, so I should give it to you as a gift."
"The treasurer."
Lu Yan looked back at the innkeeper.
When the shopkeeper heard the words, he quickly ordered Xiao Er to go in and fetch the four treasures of the study.
Soon, the Four Treasures of the Study were delivered to Lu Yan.
Everyone quieted down again and looked at Lu Yan who was standing at the door with curiosity in their hearts.
I don't know what kind of poetry this is?
Lu Yan picked up the pen, and immediately swung the pen on the unfolded rice paper.
A poem pops up on paper.
After writing, Lu Yan put down the brush in his hand.
Flicking his sleeves, he turned and left, no longer nostalgic.
Only those who are eager to read a masterpiece are left.
..........
Chapter [-]: Funeral Flowers [New Books for Collection]
Everyone's attention was focused on the rice paper in the shopkeeper's hand.
That is the calligraphy treasure left by Lu Yan.
No need to remind everyone, the shopkeeper has already displayed the rice paper in front of everyone.
The writing on it is powerful and powerful, and it penetrates the back of the paper.
Clear and audible.
"Burying Flowers!"
The first time everyone saw the title, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Good word!"
In ancient times, a piece of calligraphy was the facade.
The writing is good, everywhere.
But like Lu Yan, he is majestic and magnificent, but has his own style. The whole work is completely natural.
Although most people do not appreciate calligraphy, they can feel the difference.
Those courtesans have indeed read poetry and books since childhood, and they can be identified at a glance.
Lu Yan's calligraphy has reached such a level of mastery.
The concubine was intentional, and the man was ruthless.
Thinking of this... they all felt a little resentful.
The people who knew how to read, however, recited the above poems unconsciously.
"Flowers withered, flowers flew all over the sky, who would pity the red and fragrant?"
When the first sentence appeared, those oiran were hit hard and couldn't let go for a long time.
"The gossamer is soft and fluttering in the spring, and the fluff is lightly touched on the embroidered curtain."
"My daughter in the boudoir is in the twilight of spring, full of melancholy."
"................"
When I read the back, the sound of the whole inn's entrance became smaller and smaller, but there were a lot of sobbing sounds.
A miserable and sad atmosphere quickly filled the air.
Those oirans all seemed to be talking about the central matter, their expressions were sad, and their eyes were extremely dim.
Although they were oiran, they were born beautiful and famous in Chang'an.
It is sought after by countless people.
In the end, it's just a famous prostitute... Women's status is low, let alone them, their status is low, and no one will confide in them.
The words in their mouths are all lies, just to covet their beauty.
Once the person is old and pearly, I am afraid that he will be abandoned without hesitation, and the fate is miserable, and no one will draw the curtain.
Instead, it added a lot of scorn.
Who can understand the sorrow in their hearts?
All along... There are stories of talented and beautiful women, but that is always a story. In reality, there are several men who can do that and treat them like ordinary girls.
They were weeping.
Being told what I thought in my heart, I was touched by the scene, and I felt sad.
And because Lu Yan understands them so well at such a young age, it can be seen from this poem that he respects them.
A confidant is hard to find, but he is still a young man with such talent and a reputation in Chang'an.
How could they not be moved?
"Young Master Lu, you should be an immortal. With such an open mind, you don't have any contempt for me. I think I'm too philistine, and rushing forward will only tarnish Young Master Lu's reputation."
"Young Master Lu's masterpiece, if you understand my thoughts, you will have no regrets." Many oiran sighed, "That's it, that's it, today's affairs are over, and I'll leave right away."
The rest of the oiran also looked different.
There are regrets, resentments, and hesitations.
"The shopkeeper, please also inform Young Master Lu, as long as he nods, I will come here in person, as a slave and a maid, not asking for anything else, just beside the Young Master for him
Everyone's attention was focused on the rice paper in the shopkeeper's hand.
That is the calligraphy treasure left by Lu Yan.
No need to remind everyone, the shopkeeper has already displayed the rice paper in front of everyone.
The writing on it is powerful and powerful, and it penetrates the back of the paper.
Clear and audible.
"Burying Flowers!"
The first time everyone saw the title, they couldn't help but exclaim: "Good word!"
In ancient times, a piece of calligraphy was the facade.
The writing is good, everywhere.
But like Lu Yan, he is majestic and magnificent, but has his own style. The whole work is completely natural.
Although most people do not appreciate calligraphy, they can feel the difference.
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