Ning Mingjie was noncommittal, and went up to the fifth floor to find a teahouse and sat down with Ji Man, with Clover standing beside him.
The fifth floor is really a calligraphy and painting exhibition. There are many literati and scholars. Some people write poems with pens, which arouses applause from others. There are piles of literati, talking about the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.
"Today, the fifth floor is short of a poem." A man with the appearance of a courteous official stood in the middle of the fifth floor and shouted to the people around: "Which young lady, would you like to present a poem?"
Ning Mingjie turned his head and took a look, as if he was quite interested, but the woman in front of him was just eating tea quietly without raising her eyelids.
"I heard that your piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not bad, are you not interested in giving it a try?"
Nie Sangyu came from a wealthy family, so he should have done all these homework well since he was a child.
Ji Man concentrated on eating the tea, and when she heard the words, she replied indifferently and purely: "Poetry comes from the heart, and writing poems and lyrics for the sake of showing off, isn't it a mistreatment of the original heart of poetry?"
Ning Mingjie was taken aback, he didn't expect her to say such a thing, and he didn't want to try it now.
A few scholars had already gone up to write and started to write, but Ji Man didn't even read it, just thinking about how to continue to promote the good things between his brother and Er Rong later.
"The first person on the left, the writing is not bad." Ning Mingjie was watching, and couldn't help but comment.
Finally, Ji Man glanced back, and there was something written on it, such as the great mountains and rivers, curled his lips, disapproving: "I read so many books, but I like Li Bai's madness, Qingzhao and tactful. These people's poems are far behind. .”
"Oh?" Ning Mingjie was a little interested: "Who are Li Bai and Qingzhao?"
Jiman: "..."
How could she have forgotten that this is an era of fantasy, many places are different from history, naturally there is no Li Bai, Du Fu and Li Qingzhao.
"The two of them are writers of wild words. I was lucky enough to read it once or two, and I think it's very good." Ji Man laughed and walked around.
Ning Mingjie nodded slightly, looking at the tea residue on the corner of her mouth, finally there was a deep smile in his eyes, but he didn't remind her aloud.
"Is there any young lady who is willing to write a poem?" The ceremony officer was still yelling: "If there is no one, we will choose the top one among these five articles, and Luoyan Pagoda will give you five taels of gold as a token of admiration."
This is the legendary Douwen. Because of this tradition, Luoyan Pagoda often attracts countless literati. For those who have real talents but have repeatedly failed, it is not bad to come here for a meal.
However, Ning Mingjie shook his head. For those rich and powerful families, it would be tacky for Luoyan Pagoda to give gold directly. I wanted to try it at first, but now I have given up the idea.
Just as he turned around to ask Nie Sangyu when he would continue climbing the tower, he saw that the person in front of him had disappeared.
Surprised, Ning Mingjie looked at the maid next to him. Clover noticed his gaze, covered his face and pointed to the table in the middle.
Ji Man's figure is simply too fast. As soon as he heard that there is a gold medal, he flew up to the stage, picked up a pen and said solemnly: "It's too hypocritical not to show your talent. Since it is a good opportunity for communication, then I also Let's write a poem."
Ning Mingjie: "..."
What about the original heart of the poem
Since the people in this place don't know Li Bai, it's easy to handle. Ji Man took it easy and wrote her favorite "Will Enter the Wine".
"Jun..." But just as he was about to start writing, Ji Man saw his simple pen plus the crooked calligraphy that he couldn't write, and immediately painted the written words into an ink blob, then turned his head and looked at Ning with burning eyes. Mingjie.
"What's wrong?" Ning Mingjie had already got up and stood under the table, seeing the blob of ink on her paper, he couldn't help laughing.
"I'll read it, please help Master Biao to write it down." Ji Man came over and said in a low voice with guilt: "My hand hurts..."
Ning Mingjie raised his eyebrows. Seeing her pitiful face, he didn't ask any further questions. He turned over to the table and took the brush in her hand: "Read it."
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.
Don't you see the bright mirror in the high hall is sad and white, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow.
To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon.
I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. "
Ji Man read majesticly, and Ning Mingjie's handwriting was even more superb. His brushstrokes penetrated the back of the paper, like Yan and Liu, but a little more chic, and his calligraphy skills are not bad.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. They were first shocked by a woman writing a poem on stage, then shocked by a magnificent man helping her with a pen, and finally shocked that this is a poem
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a word, and it should not be finished. But these words are so majestic, and when the woman read them, she felt that the energy in her heart was about to break through the shackles, and she couldn't help but be applauded.
Ning Mingjie was also a little shocked. Could such a poem be written by a woman
"What else?" he asked.
Ji Man bent his eyebrows and smiled: "The ceremonial officer called for writing a line of words, and it is enough for me to write the line. Put it here, and if I meet a talented person, maybe I can fill it in for me."
Everyone was talking about it, but fortunately Jiman came out wearing a veil, and most people don't know who she is, so if she shows her face, she will show her face, anyway, nothing will happen.
The ceremonial officer stroked his beard and looked at it for a long time before sighing: "I'm ashamed that we are not as good as a girl. Madam's half-queue is also much better than the others. It's a pity that it's only half."
Ji Man smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll take two or five dollars in gold. When anyone can fill in the lower part, I'll give him the rest of the gold."
Ning Mingjie raised his eyebrows, as if he suddenly understood that Nie Sangyu's sudden rush seemed to be after hearing that there were five taels of gold.
She is really a money-grubbing woman. She has such a family status, how much gold does she want, and she still cares about this little money. If she would write more lines like that, he wouldn't mind giving her gold.
Thinking about it, he thought it was very interesting, Ning Mingjie watched Ji Man take the bonus, and ran back to his seat like a rabbit, while the etiquette officer discussed with the servants, and gave the unfinished words seriously It was framed and hung in the most conspicuous position on the fifth floor.
"From now on, whoever can write the second half of the Que except for the lady just now, Luoyan Pagoda is willing to give fifty taels of gold."
Ji Man's jaw fell to the ground with a snap, fifty taels of gold? These prodigal things, why don't you give her the money! The Shangquan she wrote was only two or five dollars!
Aggrieved and wanted to go up to reason, Ning Mingjie stretched out his hand to stop her.
"You gave Luoyan Pagoda a new gimmick." Ning Mingjie smiled and said, "After a long time today, Luoyan Pagoda will definitely be crowded again."
Ji Man calmed down, and Ning Mingjie understood it. Business is all about gimmicks. The Luoyan Pagoda looks like a high-end teahouse. Buying it with fifty taels of gold is just a gimmick, which will attract more people. The customers come to come and consume. If she wrote down this sentence easily, it would be worthless instead.
The people around were eager to try it, but the ritual officer sent a nanmu sign to Ji Man.
"In the future, when Madam comes to Luoyan Pagoda, as long as the que is still there, Luoyan Pagoda will be responsible for the expenses of you and your friends." The ceremony official smiled shrewdly.
Ji Man also knows how to take advantage of such an advantage, so he just accepts it.
Ning Mingjie actually smiled: "It's a great honor for you to get the nanmu brand of Luoyan Pagoda."
A brand is equivalent to a membership card, what's the honor? Ji Man snorted twice, and asked Xiao Er to order some food, since it doesn't cost money anyway, can she pack it and take it away
Ning Mingjie looked at Ji Man from the side for a long time. She pretended not to see her, and she cursed in her heart. If you look at me again, I won't be able to bloom any more. It would be more realistic to go back and see your heroine.
After a while, Er Rong and Qing Yun also came up, and they seemed to be getting along very happily, Er Rong's eyes were full of stars, he came up and pulled Ji Man and whispered: "Do you think that you will call me sister-in-law in the future?" Awkward?"
I started to think about this before even writing the horoscope, Ji Man touched Er Rong's head, the little girl is three years younger than her, and she is going to become her sister-in-law. But it's also good, Er Rong and Nie Qingyun are a good match when standing together, Nie Qingyun is not a half-hearted person, the concubines in the family are easy to talk, and Er Rong will not be wronged.
"When you become my sister-in-law, I'll embroider your wedding dress." Ji Man said.
Ning Errong was even happier, bouncing and running around Ning Mingjie again, and stopped suddenly after circling: "Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Ning Mingjie looked down at her.
"Brother seems to be in a good mood, what happened just now?" Ning Errong asked in surprise, "It's been a long time since I saw your expression like this."
Ji Man thought, that half of his face was under the mask, how did Ning Errong see Ning Mingjie's expression
"I just thought the scenery here is pretty good, let's continue going up." Ning Mingjie didn't say what happened just now, and didn't even look at Ji Man, he raised his head and continued to climb the stairs.
Ning Errong glanced at Ji Man thoughtfully, the girl's sensitive heart felt that something was wrong.
My brother is very polite to everyone, but she can tell how close he is to others. I didn't have a good impression of Sang Yu at first, but today it looks like he's a good friend.
But my brother has a sense of proportion, so she doesn't need to worry about it. What she should think about now is how to get Nie Qingyun's favor
The semi-que word painted with an ink ball was hung on the fifth floor of Luoyan Pagoda, and the onlookers all praised it and rushed to tell each other. What Ji Man never imagined was that such a small phrase could cause an uproar.
Ji Man created countless opportunities for Nie Qingyun and Er Rong all day long, and the two seemed to get along well, but when Nie Qingyun sent them back, he was still so polite and distant: "The princess should rest earlier, Sang Yu is also doing well in the Hou Mansion, don't cause trouble again."
Looking at the disappointment in Errong's eyes, Ji Man sighed.