Behind the Jinfeng Building, in Yuan Jin'er's room, Kou'er was vividly talking about what happened in the Old Rain Building not long ago: "... Then, when Ning Gongzi wrote this poem, those people were dumbfounded. Now, Xue Jin, who originally wanted to make things difficult for him, also asked, "Didn't you say that the head of the water tune was made by a Taoist priest? Then Ning Gongzi told him... Hahahaha... Ning Gongzi said that the Taoist priest... ... chanted, chanted two songs... hahahahaha..."
After she said these words, Yuan Jin'er, who was lying on the bed and listening, also burst out suddenly, laughing back and forth: "Yun, Sister Yunzhu, this person is so funny..."
Yunzhu was looking at the piece of paper, she knew Ning Yi, and the scene depicted by Kou'er couldn't help but come to her mind. Thinking of Ning Yi's eclectic temperament, he really could do such a thing, and he couldn't help laughing.
In fact, Kou'er has always been a little supportive of that young master Cao Guan. At this time, he was happy to tell the story, but after a while, he became slightly uneasy: "Miss, Sister Nie, this poem... is it really that good? Cao Cao earlier Young Master and their faces are really strange, miss, you also said before that there is no set rule for poetry competitions, and Young Master Cao is the most powerful, could it be true that he can't compare..."
Yuan Jin'er smiled, looked at the poem again, and exchanged a look with Nie Yunzhu before shaking her head slightly: "According to the situation you said, after tonight, the name of Jiangning's first talent, I'm afraid it is Someone is going to put the crown on the head of Ning Gongzi. Unfortunately... he is the son-in-law of the merchant family." He frowned again, "Why are these people in the family? Is it because the Su family forced him to fail..."
In the past, because of the status of this son-in-law, I suspected that Ning Yi's poem was plagiarism. Now, I am afraid that no one will dare to doubt it anymore. Naturally, no one will believe the joke that the Taoist chanted twice. Yuan Jin'er was puzzled, and the walnut, who had hesitated for a long time, pulled Nie Yunzhu's sleeve and whispered, "Miss, this Young Master Ning, is it really that Young Master Ning?"
Her voice was not loud, but Yuan Jin'er and Kou'er next to her could hear clearly, their eyes widened: "Sister Yunzhu... Know that Ning Yi?"
Yunzhu thought for a while, then plucked the strings of the guqin next to him, and a few notes jumped out. After a while, he said, "If I said he was the author of the song just now, what would Jin'er think?"
"Ah..." Yuan Jin'er was stunned for a while, thinking about the weird but nice tune, it was difficult to find the thoughts in her mind. Looking at the Qingyu case in front of her, it was really pure and atmospheric. However, outside the pavilion and beside the ancient road, He was really deviant and unconventional, "If it's really like what Sister Yunzhu said, then it's really... a little weird..."
"Sister Nie, do you really know that Young Master Ning? What kind of person is he? Tell us about it..."
Kou'er leaned towards Nie Yunzhu, Nie Yunzhu looked at the lyrics in his hand, thought for a while, then raised his head slightly, and turned his eyes to the corner of the room.
Yes, what kind of person is he...
Now that I think about it, I can't describe it myself. When I first saw him, I fell into the river and I was implicated. When I rescued myself, I was slapped in the face, and I didn't make any excuses. Later, when they got along with each other, they were so casual. He ran around every morning and talked a little when he stopped. Even though he had already heard of his talent name, the other party did not call himself a scholar in every move and every day he cared about strange things.
"It's just killing a chicken, don't thank me anymore."
"Charcoal... for writing..."
"Exercise your body... useless is a scholar."
"If you can learn some martial arts or something... it's the kind that is very powerful in the world..."
"Jia Lanyu... I can't wait for it to be elegant, but I like to hear it."
"Songhuadan... You can call it a rich egg and jade egg..."
If she talks about this to others, it might make others think that this person is arrogant or something, but during the contact, she just feels relaxed, which is different from all other gentle talents. This kind of arrogance is always found when you are very proud of something, but she can feel that the other party is really not complacent about those things, or feels contempt for everyone, just a feeling of lightness and lightness , others like it, he can't call it hate, but he doesn't like it either. But speaking of it, in the few months of contact, although the other party has never really shown her literary and elegant side in front of her, and she has never mentioned it, but it is undeniable that she still has some expectations in her heart.
When will the bright moon be there, ask Qingtian about the wine... How much talent can someone who can write such words to write? In fact, Nie Yunzhu also has a small expectation in his heart, even if he is with Ning Yi's free and easy side. It's easy, she also believes that this may be the more real side of the other party, but she still looks forward to seeing the other side of the other party that belongs to the literati one day.
Until now, when I saw this sapphire case, I imagined the scene when the other party wrote the poem, everyone ridiculed, blocked, and made things difficult, and he smiled relaxedly when he waited... If only he could be there at that time. All right…
Listening to Kou'er's question and looking at the words, such a strong thought suddenly appeared in my heart. Outside the Shangyuan night, the lights were like day. He said in the restaurant that there was an urgent matter. He didn't know what it was, and he didn't know where he was at the moment.
After a while, Nie Yunzhu suppressed this emotion.
After the clock struck, Ning Yi was walking with Xiaochan on the way back. Xiaochan was talking about the sapphire case over and over again, and occasionally asked, "Uncle, uncle, what is the golden thread?" Ning Yi asked. Answer a sentence.
I feel a little bored, because after writing the lyrics, people still get lost.
When I started to write the words, I thought that this word is really suitable, especially when he has been following the female assassin. But I don't know if it was because it was too fitting. Maybe it was the last sentence "Looking back, but the man was in the dim light" that caught the female assassin's attention, when he followed Yu Xiaochan, and after a few turns around Only then did he discover that the female assassin had completely disappeared from his tracking range.
Maybe it was because of this apt word that it failed. I really didn't expect it. I wonder if it would be better to change it to "Suddenly looking back, that person is not in the dim light"... He thought a little narrowly at the time. .
If the female assassin was really vigilant about herself and persisted in looking for it, it would be harmful and useless. If things didn't work out, then he just let go. He and Xiaochan walked around for a while and then turned back together. On the way, Xiaochan was still excited about what happened just now, and kept talking about Xue Jin's stunned expression. He smiled angrily: "Hmph, no one will dare to speak ill of the young master from now on."
Ning Yi smiled: "Ah, it's useless to say bad words..."
"Why."
"Because the Taoist priest only chanted two songs."
"Hee hee..." Xiao Chan laughed.
In any case, others say that his problem of copying poems has been basically solved so far.
Some things—like tonight—seem to be accidental, but not necessarily unaccounted for. From the beginning, Ning Yi felt that the ideal solution to things was in a similar direction. He is not a person who is not obsessed with cleanliness. The poems he knows are here, and that is a strategic resource. Maybe he can use it in the future. It's just that there's nothing to do at the moment, and it's not interesting to use it to gain some vanity. Since Xiaochan has revealed the matter, there is no need for him to deny it, and the things that can be solved have to be infamy.
He has never considered such a thing as interacting with those talented people every day, to get fame or something. Since he was just doing it casually, things had to be simple. He kept the whole thing silent for five months, thinking about the time when he couldn't avoid it, he could solve it. Today, he really wanted to chase after the female assassin. After all, in his mind, the name of a genius is really optional, and the nature of taking one at hand when delivered to the door, the martial arts are too different. Who would have known that such an accident would happen, since Xue Jin, Su Chonghua and others have said that for that kind of sake, he doesn't care if he pushes the boat along the way.
The consideration of these things may not be so specific, and he has not really planned it seriously. However, the previous experience has become a habit. You can relax and be unscrupulous during games and leisure time, such as chatting with Qin Lao, Kang Lao, Nie Yunzhu and others; but as long as you feel threatened, no matter how small, these seemingly casual responses, In his subconscious, he may have pondered back and forth several times or even dozens of times, and he had to laugh at himself when he was bored and scolded himself for a lifetime.
There is still no hope for Wugong Yiyi for the time being. It is a bit of a gain to solve the poetry issue. After walking for a while, Xiaochan suddenly said: "Master, Xiaochan doesn't like this word..."
"Um?"
"I'm still looking for him thousands of times in the crowd... Uncle, you were chasing that female snitch just now."
Ning Yi was stunned for a while, then laughed, Xiaochan pursed her lips: "Uncle, I will tell you later, you will be in big trouble..."
"Well, I see." Ning Yi nodded and walked forward with a smile. Xiaochan followed from behind: "Uncle, I really want to tell the lady..."
"understood… "
Xiaochan likes Ning Yi to some extent, but she can't hide this kind of thing from Su Tan'er for Ning Yi, and she doesn't want Ning Yi and Su Tan'er to have grudges. To hide it for the sake of my uncle and for the sake of family harmony." The two options swayed endlessly. Seeing Ning Yi's indifference, he felt that his distress was a bit unnecessary, and he wanted to rush over and take a bite.
"Auntie..."
"I know I know... The word is written like this, but it's not referring to her, not to mention that I didn't find it in the end... I'm gone, go, hurry up... "
When the two master and servant seemed to be chasing and making trouble on the street, in the small teahouse, Su Tan'er, who had already negotiated the business, also received the words of the Qingyu case, and knew what had just happened at the Puyuan Poetry Club. , sitting there holding his chin at this time, looking at the air indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking. On the side of the square table, Xi Junyu touched the fingers of both hands lightly, looked at the paper on which the lyrics were written, his eyes seemed quiet, only those who were particularly familiar with him might be able to spot the gloom in his eyes.
Originally, after the business was settled, Su Tan'er had to wait for Ning Yi and Xiaochan to come back. He could also talk to Su Tan'er about the next business plan here. . No matter what Ning Yi is, he and Su Tan'er have been working together for several years. Some things can't be washed down, and the atmosphere feels good to him. However, when the poem was written, Xiaojuan told the rumors that he had heard. Afterwards, when Su Tan'er quieted down, he knew that everything had been rushed to pieces. What to say, Su Tan'er may still act as if she is listening to the answer with a smile, but it is actually meaningless.
After a while, Ning Yi and Xiaochan came up from there. Su Tan'er smiled and nodded to him: "Xiang Gong is here. If there is no other important matter, shopkeeper Xi will go back first. Today's business is hard work."
"Then I'll say goodbye first." Xi Junyu smiled, bowed his hands and greeted Ning Yi again. When he was about to go downstairs, he looked back and saw Su Tan'er pursing her lips hard, facing the table in front of Ning Yi. The paper on the top also pointed hard, but the smile in his eyes was thick, like the action between friends who had a good understanding. He and Su Tan'er also have a tacit understanding, but it is only a tacit understanding in the business field. Su Tan'er seems to be soft and gentle, but in fact, he is very serious in many cases. There is a sense of accomplishment, but he has never seen the other side smile like this.
Ning Yi picked up the paper and looked at it, but he laughed too, explaining something, and probably found that the other party's clothes were a little messy, Su Tan'er smiled and stretched out his hand to pull the collar of his robe for him...