When they came out of the garden, there was a person standing tall and tall. Shen Lian recognized it, but it was Shen Ruoxi.
Although Shen Lian rarely returned to the Shen Mansion, every time he came back, his power became increasingly powerful. Even Shen Qingshi and Shen Qingshan did not consciously treat him politely.
It's not that Shen Lian is strict, but that as a person's status and influence increase, others will look at him differently.
From Shen Ruoxi's prejudice against Shen Lian at the beginning, she later learned some things about Shen Lian in private and got to know the world better, which gave rise to a complex and unspeakable admiration.
He still didn't know that it was Shen Lian who rescued her from the dream that year. After all, it had been a long time, and even if he had some memories at the time, they were completely blurred later.
What's more, she doesn't know the origin or the context.
"Ruoxi, are you waiting for me?" Shen Lian took the initiative to greet her. Shen Ruoxi was nearly 28 years old, at her most beautiful age, standing tall and graceful, like a handful of lotus flowers.
"I just wanted to go in, but grandpa backed away and had to wait for you outside." Shen Ruoxi bit her lower lip slightly, and the girl's fragrance quietly and peacefully escaped between the two of them.
In Shen Lian's eyes, even though Shen Ruoxi's skin is so tender that she can pinch water, she can still see many flaws. She is far less perfect than Xin Shiniang, but more real.
Moreover, Shen Lian had no sister in his previous life. He was an only child in his generation, and he really longed for siblings.
After all, there is an unbroken blood relationship in this life, and Shen Lian gradually treats her as her sister, which is different from when she first returned to the Shen family.
"What's the matter?" Shen Lian didn't go around in circles. He was about to seek his hometown, and he might not have the chance to come back in this life. If Shen Ruoxi had any request, he would try his best to help her.
"I want to hold a plum appreciation poetry party." Shen Ruoxi tiptoed. As she grew older, she became more ladylike and gentle.
"If you want to do it, do it. Besides, my second uncle won't let you go to the poetry party." Shen Lian said with a smile.
"You know I'm not as good as you in elementary school. Can you help me compose a song?" Shen Ruoxi tugged at the corner of Shen Lian's clothes.
"I'm afraid I might make a fool of myself if I don't do well." Shen Lian shook his head.
"How is that possible? If you do it seriously, you will definitely be able to beat the others." Shen Ruoxi almost hugged Shen Lian's arm and shook it.
She had recently taken a peek at a lot of storybooks describing chivalry and words such as being superior to others, and she picked them up at random.
"I definitely can't compose a poem myself, but I can copy someone else's poem for you, and I guarantee no one will find out." Shen Lian said casually.
"Really?" Shen Ruoxi looked suspicious, saying that I don't have enough education, so don't lie to me.
"It's fake, believe it or not." Shen Lian raised his feet and was about to leave.
"I still don't believe it. You have a photographic memory. If you think I don't know, finding an offbeat poem is enough to fool them." Shen Ruoxi had seen Shen Lian's memory by chance. Last year, she was at home. She was studying in the school. Shen Lian happened to come back that day. The teacher asked her a question. She couldn't answer it, so he asked her to find a book she had studied and copy it a hundred times.
Shen Lian used the martial arts of transmitting secret messages to tell her that it was on a certain page and a certain line in a certain volume of a certain book.
The gentleman casually asked the question, of course Shen Lian could not know it in advance.
This also shows how exaggerated Shen Lian's memory is.
The Shen family is not a family of poets and calligraphers, but there is no place in the entire Qingzhou Prefecture that has a richer collection of books than the Shen family.
Shen Ruoxi knew that Shen Lian would sometimes go to the book collection areas at home for a while. It was not surprising that he saw some unorthodox poems and wrote them down.
Of course, Shen Ruoxi would never know that Shen Lian didn't spend much time writing down the hidden secrets, and he also knew a lot of strange stories that others didn't know.
"Then listen carefully, I will only say it once." Shen Lian patted Shen Ruoxi's head.
"Don't be too long, or I won't remember it."
"very short."
"Then tell me quickly."
Shen Lian has thousands of books in his chest, but the poems in this world, no matter how remote their origins, someone will always know about them.
What he wanted to give Shen Ruoxi was, of course, poetry from the earth.
The cultural backgrounds of the two worlds are similar, and their poems have similar rhythms.
I had read poems about plum blossoms before and glanced at them. Shen Lian chose one and recited: "
This body is wrapped in the ice and snow forest,
Different peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust;
Suddenly my hair smelled fresh all night,
Scattered spring spreads across the universe. "
Shen Lian's inner energy was sufficient, and even though he was humming quietly, he still had the air of a young phoenix.
The wording of this poem is not elegant, but the intention is high and the artistic conception is wonderful. In fact, it coincides with Shen Lian's temperament.
After taking one breath, Shen Lian actually felt that his mind and spirit were in harmony, and the barrier that had been stagnant for a long time was actually a little loose.
"This poem is not good." Shen Ruoxi murmured.
"Why?"
"Such a good poem, I guess others have already known it. If you ask me to take it out, wouldn't it be a shame?" Shen Ruoxi was really shocked and troubled. It would be okay if Shen Lian's poem was above average, but the problem is with this poem. It is easy to understand and has extraordinary meaning. It is certainly well-known and easy to be fooled.
"If you believe me, take it out. If you don't believe me, think about it yourself."
"Okay, when the time comes I will say it was you who did it, and you will be the one who was exposed and made a fool of yourself." Shen Ruoxi snorted.
"I really hope someone can expose it." Shen Lian thought to himself, but Shen Ruoxi reminded him that the five-character poem by Wang Chongyang when Ling Chongxiao told the story before was not an original product of this world.
I don't know what the mystery is in it.
****
Time flies by. Today is the 15th, but the weather is not good. It has been sunny for two days, and then there is another cold wave.
There are no stars or moon in the sky, only the lights on the ground can provide illumination.
The lights of Jialan Temple are of course very bright, as clear as day.
Shen Lian met Xin Shisi Niang for the second time in the Jialan Temple on Jialan Mountain.
The light was gloomy, like running water, flowing out from the door, mixed with ice and snow, and as clear as standing water.
A plum blossom with sparse shadows and a beautiful and moving girl.
Light yellow flowers, dark red clouds.
"Girl is here, I don't know whether to look at the flowers or the people." Shen Lian had a smile on his face, looking calm in this ancient temple in the mountains on a starless and moonless night.
"First of all, I'm not a human being. Secondly, the flowers are not as good-looking as me, but Young Master Shen doesn't know how to talk?" Xin Sisi Niang smiled casually.
"The proud plum blossoms and the beauties in the ice and snow are all things that can be seen, respectable and amiable. They are all attractive to my eyes. In my heart, I can't tell the difference between the beautiful ones."
"When I met Ye Liuyun before, I only felt that he was inferior to you, but now I feel that you are inferior to him." Xin Shisi Niang flicked the plum blossoms with her fingers, the branches swayed, and there were many clear shadows.
"Oh, but I don't know why?" Shen Lian asked at the right moment.
"He's not blind after all."
Shen Lian laughed heartily and said, "I have seen girls the most interesting in my life."
"But you are boring, like a little old man, you are just a promised gift." Xin Sisi held out her hands, as if she wanted to pass by and leave money to buy the way.
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