"Good poem! Good calligraphy! "The four girls cheered at the same time. They all softly recited the poem. The more they recited it, the more they felt that the description of the scenery was wonderful. It was like a hibiscus emerging from clear water, naturally carved. It was superb, the work of the gods!
The girl looked at Ling Tian's signature, and there was a slight look of disappointment in her eyes. She gently opened her lips and asked, "May I ask young master, what is the meaning of the four words' Tearful Dream of the Mundane World '?" What she meant was, why didn't you write your real name, but made up such a strange name?
Ling Tian laughed involuntarily and said, "Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, and be lonely every night! I think that the true beauty of life is only once. If you miss it, you can only be like Chang 'e in the moon, and be left with tearful dreams of the mundane world. Moreover, "Ling Tian changed the topic and looked at the girl who was painting. He smiled slightly and said," As for my signature, isn't this what you want to see? "
The story of Chang 'e flying to the moon was widely spread in this world, so the girl naturally knew. She thought of Chang 'e's thousands of years of loneliness in the moon, and her loneliness and regret as she looked at the world from afar. Then she thought of what Ling Tian said, "The true beauty of life is only once. If you miss it, you can only be like Chang 'e in the moon, and be left with tearful dreams of the mundane world. "
She couldn't help but tremble deeply. Don't tell me that I want to be Chang 'e in the moon? No! Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, and be lonely every night! I don't want to be lonely every night! I don't want to be tearful dreams of the mundane world!! Her delicate body was like a weak willow in the wind, trembling, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. Thinking of that sentence, "Isn't this what you want to see?", her heart suddenly felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Ling Tian knew that it was enough. If he continued, he was afraid that it would be counterproductive.
Seeing the girl's tearful and delicate appearance, Ling Tian's heart suddenly softened. I'm sorry! Actually, I like you very much! I liked you from the first time I saw you! Although I didn't see your real face! I can't lie to myself about this feeling! However, even though I have feelings for you, you may not have feelings for me! For the sake of our future, and for the sake of my great plan, I beg your pardon for my scheming against you. Forgive me for hurting you with temporary stimulation. I will make it up to you in the future! Ling Tian thought to himself.
For a moment, everyone was silent. Tender laughter could be heard from afar, making this place seem even quieter.
Ling Tian coughed softly and looked up at the sky, saying, "I've disturbed you for a long time. It's getting late, so I should take my leave." He thought that he had already laid the groundwork, and now all that was left was to wait for this little girl to come knocking on his door. With this girl's intelligence, he didn't believe that she wouldn't be able to find out his true identity.
The woman didn't expect that this young master would actually leave without even asking for their names. It was one thing for him to disguise himself, but Sister Wei beside him was a genuine beauty. Looks like this young master is definitely a gentleman who speaks his mind and acts righteously! Thinking of this, she couldn't help but admire Ling Tian's character even more. She said reluctantly, "Young master, are you leaving now?"
Ling Tian took two steps and suddenly stopped. Thinking of how much this girl loved painting, he sighed and couldn't help but say a few more words, "Today, I've had a good chat with this young lady. Now that we're parting, I'm sure we'll meet again. As someone who loves painting, I suddenly thought of a story that might be of help to this young lady. I came and went in a hurry, so I don't have anything with me. Before I leave, I'll give this story to this young lady as a gift. "
The woman was overjoyed and saluted, "Thank you, young master. This young lady is all ears." She couldn't help but take a step closer to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian sorted out his thoughts and slowly opened his mouth, "There was a very famous painter called Wen Tong. He was an expert in drawing bamboo back then.
In order to paint good bamboo, no matter if it was spring, summer, autumn, or winter, wind or rain, Wen Tong would constantly drill in and out of the bamboo forest. He was completely focused on observing the changes in the bamboo. Sometimes, he would use his finger to measure the length of the bamboo's knots. Sometimes, he would record the density of the bamboo's leaves. "
"One time, a gust of wind blew in the sky. Following that, lightning flashed and thunder roared. It looked like a storm was coming. People all ran home. But at this time, Wen Tong who was sitting at home hurriedly grabbed a straw hat and put it on his head. He ran straight into the bamboo forest on the mountain. Just as he walked out of the door, the rain poured down like a torrential downpour. "
"Wen Tong was wholeheartedly looking at the bamboo in the wind and rain. How could he care about the slippery road in the rain! He lifted his robe and climbed up the mountain, running into the bamboo forest. He ran into the bamboo forest while panting. He didn't bother to wipe the rain on his face and just started to observe the bamboo without blinking. He saw the bamboo bending and swaying under the wind and rain. He carefully memorized the bamboo's posture when it was blown by the wind and rain. "
"Because of his long years of careful observation and research on bamboo, he knew the changes in the bamboo's shape during spring, summer, autumn, and winter. On a cloudy, sunny, rainy, and snowy day, the bamboo's color and posture were different. Under the strong sunlight and the clear moonlight, the bamboo's appearance was different. Different bamboos had different appearances. He knew everything clearly. So when it came to painting bamboo, he didn't need to draw a sketch. "
"Later generations praised him and said, 'Wen Tong painted bamboo with confidence.'"
After finishing the story, Ling Tian elegantly bowed to the ground. "This one will take his leave."
He steeled his heart and ignored the young girl's pleading gaze. He hurriedly walked out. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. A huge pressure had actually bound him!
Ling Tian's heart shook. His expression didn't change and his feet didn't stop. This person was obviously testing him. He only released his pressure and didn't have any killing intent! No wonder he felt that something was amiss. It turns out that this little princess of the Yu Family actually had such an expert by her side! This made sense. Although the two girls' martial arts were high, they were only average characters. How could Tamago be at ease with the little princess coming out like this? It was reasonable to assume that there was a top-notch expert who was hiding in the dark protecting them!
Ling Tian's smile was still as calm as ever. He didn't seem to notice the mysterious expert hiding in the dark. His footsteps were neither fast nor slow as he walked in the direction of the exit. The divine sense circled around his body once before retracting. It didn't seem to find anything strange.
A bell-like laughter came from the front. Following that, the bell-like voice called out, "Sister Wei, you still haven't finished painting?" Following the voice, a beautiful young lady appeared in front of Ling Tian with a bouquet of flowers in her hands.
Ling Tian couldn't help but smile even more happily. The heavens are really helping me! A free messenger appeared in front of him — it was actually someone he knew!
This young girl was the youngest daughter of Great General Shen Ru Hu, Shen Rou 'er! The two families were old friends.
However, Shen Rou 'er wasn't as happy as Ling Tian. When she saw the infamous number one debauchee in the capital suddenly appear here, she thought that he was here to do something bad or to take liberties with one of her sisters. At this moment, she saw him hurriedly walking out as if he had already succeeded! She couldn't help but turn pale with fright! The bunch of flowers in her hand fell to the ground! She cried out involuntarily, "Why are you here?!" Her voice was sharp and high-pitched, full of disbelief!
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