The spring breeze was gentle, the willows were gently swaying, and the wide Xuanwu Lake was like a huge and smooth mirror. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it flickered with a golden brilliance.
The spacious surface of the lake was sparkling, and the pleasure boats were shuttling back and forth. Giggles and laughter could be heard coming from the boats. It was unknown which family's young ladies were traveling, but the scene was very lively.
Countless scholars stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the pleasure boats that the noble young ladies were riding, revealing wolf-like expressions of longing. When they got close to the pleasure boats, they suddenly changed their expressions, pretending to be upright and virtuous. They looked straight ahead, gently waved their folding fans, and recited poems, appearing to be romantic.
Several official boats were floating on the lake with their curtains drawn. The noble young ladies hiding behind the curtains were secretly sizing up the romantic scholars that were coming and going, choosing the ones they liked.
Standing beside the Xuanwu Lake, if one had to find a word to describe Lin Wanrong's current mood, it would be — bad luck, really f * cking bad luck.
He had been here for a month, but bad luck had never left him. Perhaps, from the moment he decided to join the company's tour group to Mount Tai, bad luck had accompanied him. Especially when he saw that girl's name in the tour list, he had a feeling of unease.
And the facts also proved his guess.
Lin Wanrong fiercely spat at the lake, and his mood became a little better. A carefree feeling spontaneously arose in his heart. This spitting was really good, I haven't felt this good in a long time. Damn, in this era, there shouldn't be an old lady with a red armband coming to punish me with fifty yuan, right?
Lin Wanrong looked at his own reflection in the clear water. His eyebrows were like swords, his nose was like a hanging gall, and his smile was amiable. If he were to change into a formal attire, perhaps he would be even more flirtatious than those stupid scholars who liked to recite a few lousy poems in the lake.
It was a pity that he was wearing a green gown and a pair of broken cloth shoes. Compared to those romantic scholars, he was really a little shabby. On top of that, he had short hair that was completely different from the passersby on the road. He couldn't even pull up a silk scarf on his head, which made him seem even more out of place in this environment.
The girls that passed by only needed to take a look at Lin Wanrong's attire, and without even looking at his face, they would immediately pass him up. Their gazes would directly land on those so-called scholars who were shivering in the cold wind at the bow of the ship.
Suddenly, the beauties on the side of the road crowded towards the lake as if they had gone crazy. They kept looking at the surface of the lake, and their cries were very pleasing to the ear.
"Wow, look, look, it's the number one talent of Jin City, Hou Yue, Lord Bai …"
"Wow, so handsome —"
"Wow, so infatuated —"
"Sigh, which family's young mistress is so lucky …"
Lin Wanrong followed the direction of the girls' eyes and looked forward.
He saw three pleasure boats floating on the surface of the lake. Each boat had two floors and was about six to seven meters tall. Lanterns were hung high, and the eaves and pavilions could be said to be dignified.
The three pleasure boats all had flags fluttering in the wind. The boat on the left and the boat on the right each had a huge banner hanging down from the top of the boat.
On the right was "Spring Breeze Caresses My Will", and on the left was "Only for You".
On the boat in the middle, a young man stood at the bow of the boat. His face was like jade, and he held a fan as he stood there with a smile on his face. His long robe fluttered in the wind, and he had an indescribable air of elegance.
Opposite the three pleasure boats was an even bigger and more exquisite pleasure boat. It was even bigger than Lord Hou's three pleasure boats, and the eaves and pavilions were indescribably majestic. Unfortunately, the curtains were so deep that it was impossible to see the person inside. On the bow of the boat, there was a huge lantern that fluttered in the wind, and on it was a large gilded word — "Luo".
"It's Miss Luo, Jin City's number one beauty and talent, Miss Luo —" A girl standing next to Lin Wanrong shouted loudly. Her face was full of excitement, and it was obvious that she was this Miss Luo's fan.
Who was the number one talent of Jin City? Lin Wanrong didn't care about it at all. And this number one beauty and talent of Jin City made him feel even more disdainful. In this day and age, any woman who could write even a little would call themselves a beauty. In his era, beautiful writers who relied on their bodies to write were more common than lice on a cow's head.
"I heard that Lord Hou has been pursuing Miss Luo for two years. He is the son of Jin City's prefectural magistrate, and he is also a famous talent of Zhejiang Province. With his family background and his literary talent, sigh, if I were Miss Luo, I would have died of happiness long ago." A love-struck girl said.
"Tsk, Miss Luo is known as the number one talent and beauty of Jin City. In terms of literary talent, she is not inferior to Lord Hou. She is also the daughter of the governor of Jiangsu Province, and in terms of family background, she is even better than Lord Hou. Therefore, Miss Luo may not necessarily like Lord Hou. "Another girl who was obviously a hardcore fan of Miss Luo analyzed.
"In my opinion, the number one talent of Jin City and the number one talent of Jin City are a perfect match. They are a match made in heaven. Not to mention Jin City, even in Zhejiang Province, it is very difficult to find another pair as compatible as them." The love-struck girl continued.
Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly. Women were born to be gossipy. It was the same no matter what era it was.
In the middle of the lake, Lord Feng Liu had already stopped his boat next to Miss Luo's boat. He cupped his fists and bowed. It was obvious that he was saying something to Miss Luo's boat.
After a long time, a pretty servant girl walked out of Miss Luo's boat. She stood at the bow of the boat and said a few words to Lord Hou. Lord Hou's expression was one of disappointment, followed by a burst of joy.
Lin Wanrong was too far away from them. He couldn't hear what they were saying at all. However, Lord Hou's expression was very strange. Did this girl with the surname Luo accept or reject him? Why was this Lord Hou happy one moment and disappointed the next?
The love-struck girl and her fans were clearly confused. Seeing that Miss Luo's boat was slowly swimming towards the center of the lake, Miss Luo's fan said happily, "What do you think? I wasn't wrong, right? Lord Hou might not be able to move Miss Luo's heart."
The love-struck girl snorted and said, "I don't think so. Lord Hou looks very happy right now. Maybe the moon is high and the beauty has a date."
That was true. According to the customs of this world, men and women were different. To talk about love, it was natural to find a place where there was no one around. It was easier to do things in the dark.
Lord Hou saw that Miss Luo's boat had gradually moved further away, but he was still waving his feather fan gently. He wore a smile on his face and watched attentively. That so-called romantic look made Lin Wanrong unhappy.
Boy, what are you so proud of? When it comes to picking up girls, your grandfather's methods are thousands of times better than yours. Look at your love-struck face. Lin Wanrong thought indignantly.
It was already late autumn and winter was about to come. The cold wind was blowing gently on the lake. Lord Hou seemed to be unable to bear the cold and his shoulders trembled.
Lin Wanrong's eyes were sharp and saw the movement clearly. He couldn't help but sneer. F * ck, you guys who only care about elegance and don't care about temperature will freeze to death. I was wondering why spring came so early. It turns out that you are in heat with the girls.
Lin Wanrong's sneer attracted the attention of the girls beside him. Their gazes fell on Lin Wanrong. When they saw his shabby attire and short hair, they all covered their mouths and chuckled. When they saw his appearance, they all blushed and didn't dare to look at him.
Lin Wanrong was 1.77 meters tall. Due to his persistent physical training all year round, his figure was straight and full of strength. His appearance was also not bad. His skin was a healthy wheat color. Compared to the pale-faced scholars of this era, he had an even more soul-stirring charm.
It was no wonder that the girls didn't dare to look at him again. This man had a considerable impact on their souls.
Back when he was studying at Peking University, Lin Wanrong was also a somewhat famous prince on a black horse. There were many girls who had a crush on him.
"Where did this country bumpkin come from …"
"Look at his shabby appearance …"
"Brother Huang, standing together with this guy is a disgrace to your status. Let's stay away from him …"
After watching Young Master Hou make a fool of himself, the few scholars at the side had already suffered a huge blow to their self-confidence. However, the beauties at the side completely ignored them and instead focused their attention on Lin Wanrong. How could the scholars not be angry?
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