"I'm grinding ink for the young master."

After Jia Cong withdrew his gaze, the round girl beside him whispered.

Jia Cong looked at her and nodded, "Thank you."

Miss Yuanyuan's eyes were soft and admiring, and she smiled with a pursed lips.

The graceful body under the brocade white gauze shirt was straightened and I began to grind the ink.

There is a faint fragrance flowing.

But Jia Cong seemed to be unaware of anything, and his attention was spent on observing the people in the Lotus Garden.

His behavior is extremely unique, and he has seen everyone without any concealment.

In fact, he is the most eye-catching person in the entire Lotus Garden. Except for a few "gunners" who have long accepted the mission, most of the others are paying attention to him, both openly and secretly.

At this moment, when Jia Cong looked over, many people who looked at him openly immediately paniced and dodged their eyes unavoidably. Others who looked at him secretly took in the previous look, as if nothing had happened.

There are many people who dare to look at him, but most of them are famous prostitutes.

A woman’s courage may not be inferior to a bearded person.

After Jia Cong's eyes touched, he smiled and nodded in a gesture.

Be open and generous.

When those famous prostitutes saw this, they were often happy to bow and return the favor.

This movement fell into the eyes of many famous Jianghuai scholars, and the ripples caused were also interesting.

Since ancient times, literati have been neglected, but scholars have never been very sensible.

If it were normal, if a slut was so sexy, and flirted with so many girls at once, it would inevitably cause public outrage.

Crying out open and secret arrows are indispensable.

But at this moment, what Jia Cong did seemed to be a matter of course.

It is like a martial artist who uses his martial arts skills to see the truth. After all, literati have to rely on literature and ink to discuss the whole story.

Given the achievements of Jia Cong's past poems, it is difficult for you to add up today.

When they are almost different from each other, people will be jealous.

But when the distance between them seemed as far away as the stars, everyone could not even feel jealous.

If the Qing ministers who wrote such a genius as "Life is only like the first meeting" were not qualified to do this, who else in the world can do it?

Although most of them were invited by the eldest son of the Qin family today and the face of the Zhen family, on the ground in the south of the Yangtze River, few people can not give them face.

However, except for a few famous scholars who stayed in the Zhen family and the Qin family like Qing guests, most of them still have their own self-esteem.

They could see that the eldest son of the Qin family seemed to have conflicts with the Qing ministers, but this did not hinder their appreciation of Jia Cong.

The most important thing is that in terms of status, Jia Cong is not inferior to the two eldest sons of the Qin and Zhen families.

So even if they are standing in the team, they will stand in the middle, just to win the name of fairness, justice and not flattery.

"Young Master, Mo is ready."

After Jia Cong's eyes turned around, he had a general impression in his heart. He was not surprised, but not disappointed. He heard a soft sound coming from his ears.

He looked sideways and saw that the girl Yuanyuan had even spread the paper, and her pen was dipped in four parts of ink, holding it in the corner of her lips in her hand, serving with a smile...

After Jia Cong smiled and thanked her, he took the long pen from Miss Yuanyuan's hand, and his skin was inevitably slightly cool when it touched.

At this time, on the opposite lotus platform, Qin Ju was already writing quickly.

Although there was only one student who had a fame and fortune, Qin Shi believed that he was definitely not an incompetent person.

He is just a noble literati who is spiritual but not easy to read and write sour and stinky eight-legged essays.

He will study the eight-legged articles of the Four Books and Five Classics, and use them to learn good articles that truly retain fragrance on lips and teeth.

He has gained such a great reputation and has become a famous scholar in Jianghuai.

It’s a pity that Jia Qingchen is arrogant and only thinks that he is an incompetent person who has made a name for himself by relying on the Qin family’s elegance.

Today, Qin Shi wanted Jia Cong to understand that in terms of the way of writing, it was difficult for him, Jia Qingchen to beat the horse and the situation.

Qin Jue wants to step on Jia Cong's reputation as the most talented man in the world and achieve his literary reputation!

Thinking of this, Qin Shi became more motivated and wrote down the article that had been polished long ago.

When Jia Cong glanced at this scene, he smiled.

The girl Yuanyuan beside her seemed to have a hint of worry and expectation in her eyes.

Jia Cong dipped his pen on the inkstone for a while, until five minutes, and then finished writing.

His movement instantly attracted the eyes of the people in the hall.

The Yuanyuan girl got the moon first when approaching the water tower, then moved a little bit in the middle, tilted her head to look at the words on the paper, her eyes gradually became brighter, and even excited...

The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are very cute. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums.

Since Li Tang, people love peonies very much.

I love the lotus that comes out of the mud without staining, washes in the clear water without being charming, is straight in the middle and out, does not vines or branches, the fragrance becomes clearer from afar, and it is planted in a pavement, so you can see it from afar without being slandered.

...

At this point, the two lines of clear tears fell silently, their faces moved, and they could hardly control themselves.

In this situation, not to mention the famous scholars and prostitutes in Jianghuai Hall became more and more curious and moved to see them, even Qin Shi on the opposite side was alarmed.

After just one look, Qin Shi's heart was in chaos...

He has also read the articles of "The Book of the Hundred Flowers" and "The Book of the Hundred Flowers" before. Although he has received praise from the intersection, he has not even been moved to tears and cannot hold on to himself. He doesn't even have his eyelashes tremble!

Fortunately, Qin Shi was very confident in his articles, and he had received guidance from famous artists to correct them, so he didn't believe that Jia Cong, a concubine, could really write shocking articles.

On the other side, the Yuanyuan girl seemed to be crazy, letting tears flow in her eyes, silently reciting the words on the paper, over and over again...

It was not until Jia Cong finished his pen and waited for the ink on the paper to be half dry, folded it up, put it on a tray that had been prepared long ago, and handed it to the waiter standing beside him. After taking a boat to the lotus platform in the lotus pond, Miss Yuanyuan came to her senses and looked at Jia Cong without any concealment, as if she wanted to melt him.

Seeing this scene, I don’t know how many celebrities from Jianghuai have envious eyes that are red.

If they have such skills, wouldn’t they pick hundreds of famous courtesans in the Jianghuai land?

Looking at the round girl, she wished she could bring a treasure chest to her body and be her slave and let her pick the drama...

Tsk tsk tsk!

God is unfair!

Qin Shi, opposite, became more and more anxious when he saw Jia Cong had finished writing. Fortunately, he was already proficient in his heart, and even though his handwriting was more sloppy, he couldn't care about it.

Finally, when the lotus boat that sent Jia Congwen to the lotus platform to dock, he collected the pen and completed it.

Several other people also stopped writing and began to seal the fold.

Zhen Fu smiled at him and said, "Okay, that's it. Let's see today whether it is my Qing minister, a talented man, or my famous scholar in Jiangnan, who is rich in knowledge!"

As he said that, he smiled at the dozens of famous prostitutes on the large lotus platform in the lotus pond and said, "Girls, I know that my Qing minister can be ranked among the famous scholars in the world in terms of appearance, paper titles, and family status.

With my relationship with the Zhen family and the Jia family, and my brother is still the chief, I should have been inclined toward me, my little brother.

But I still want to remind all the girls fairly that articles are not poetry!

Everyone should never take the name of the poems of Qing ministers and take preconceptions!

All the girls are all innocent men, so they can’t fall into the cliché.”

Everyone laughed when they heard this. The innocent prostitutes were very noble.

If it falls into a clichéd name,

More than a dozen famous prostitutes on the lotus platform said that they would show them fairly.

Besides, everyone's masterpieces can be read from the crowd, and they are not allowed to operate in secret.

If a famous prostitute loses his reputation, it will be completely over.

No one will laugh at their reputation.

The courtesans on the lotus platform in the lotus pond began to evaluate, but the girl Yuanyuan was still watching Jia Cong.

Jia Cong was a little helpless, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

The tears of the round girl were not dry, like pear blossoms and rain. The skin of snow was full of sincere and even begging, and she said softly: "Miss Lu's posture is not as beautiful as the color of the country, nor is it the strange beauty of her ancestors, and can make the young masters beloved and pity. But... I really love the young master's poems and mo, and I only feel that every word is written into my heart.

Although there are countless cold nights, there are poems from Qing ministers that can warm this heart.

I dare not have any delusions. I only hope that I can be a maid who grinds ink and spreads paper by my side. The rest of my wishes in this life will be enough!"

Jia Cong had a pretty good impression of this Yuanyuan girl. It was not her appearance, but the sound of her words that only the two of them could hear.

He did not disturb anyone else and used force to force each other.

She did this better than Qingxi.

However, it's just a good feeling.
To be continued...