To be precise, it was the three of them who'd courted death. They just had to make things difficult for a genius in the Dao of Poetry, yet they were easily nailed to the pillar of shame by a few casual words of that genius. In the future, no matter when or where, so long as someone mentioned the allusion of these two lines of poetry, the person would definitely mention the three of them, and they would be treated as stepping stones in the background.
Of course, more people were shocked by Li Mu's poetic talent.
"What is the background of this young man? Such a poetic talent, why haven't I heard of him before?"
"Is he an outsider?"
"Tonight, we may witness the birth of a poetic legend."
Some people began to talk about it.
Lin Qiushui's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were full of resentment. He gnashed his teeth and stood there for a while, and finally made a decision. He called the short scholar over, whispered in his ear for a while, and said, "Go and come back quickly. Be sure to do it. Tell the teacher that this matter is related to the century-old reputation of our Hanshan Academy."
The short scholar hurried away.
Liu Muyang, the chief disciple of Fengming Academy, also reacted.
At the same time, he also called over a trusted classmate and arranged something in a low voice.
Tonight, no matter what means, he must reverse the situation. Otherwise, once the news spread, his reputation as the chief disciple would be completely ruined, and Fengming Academy would also be implicated. This was no longer a trivial matter, and it would even affect his future when the empire opened courses in the future.
The scholar of Fengming Academy also hurried away.
Song Qingfei, the arrogant scholar, stood there with a gloomy face. No one knew what he was thinking, but his eyes were full of resentment and his face was gloomy. Obviously, he was not reconciled and was also brewing something.
In the hall, most people did not leave.
Because seeing the performance of the chief disciples of the two academies, they all knew that the play was not over.
If that arrogant young man didn't have any background, then he would be in trouble tonight, and it would be very big trouble.
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The little maid opened the door and led Li Mu in.
In the room, there was a faint orchid fragrance, which smelled very good and made people feel refreshed.
Li Mu looked around curiously.
The antique room was fully furnished. It was made of light-colored wooden utensils with exquisite carvings. The engravings were vivid, and there were no obvious feminine features. The only distinguishing feature was that there were a lot of books.
The walls on both sides were lined with bookshelves, which were filled with all kinds of books. Li Mu could even smell the faint scent of ink. Li Mu's eyes were so sharp that he could tell at a glance that those books were not just decorations but had been frequently read. Although they were well protected, the edges of the pages were all worn out.
All of this showed that the owner of the room was a person who loved books, loved books, and loved reading.
In addition to the abundance of books, the other characteristic of the room was the abundance of flowers.
It was a type of light purple Serene Blue Flower. There were dozens of pots of various sizes placed in different parts of the room. Most of them had already bloomed. The petals and leaves were slender, and the branches were soft. As they gently swayed in the wind, one couldn't help but feel a sense of pity. The faint fragrance of flowers in the room came from the pistils of these Serene Blue Flowers. It had a unique smell.
Apart from that, there were no obvious feminine items.
If Li Mu hadn't known that this was the boudoir of the top courtesan in the brothel, he would really think that he had come to the study of an elegant scholar who lived in seclusion.
The little maid led Li Mu through this room and came to another room that was connected to this one.
It was a tea room, which was elegantly decorated and filled with the refreshing fragrance of tea.
A young girl wearing a dress that reached her chest was quietly sitting behind the tea table, boiling tea. Her movements were smooth like flowing water and had a unique sense of beauty. Her hair was like a cloud, black like ink. When she sat on the praying mat, her ankle-length hair was like a black cloud that spread out layer by layer around her, forming a black circle.
Under the contrast of her black hair, the young girl's skin was extremely white, as if it was glowing faintly. Her delicate oval face was very small, like a piece of flawless jade. Her exquisite nose, as if it had been sculpted by a master of art, was exquisite and smooth, and her mouth was like a cherry …
For a moment, Li Mu had a feeling of absent-mindedness.
How should he put it? Every single one of this girl's facial features was exquisite to the extreme. When put together, it didn't belong to the kind of beauty that was as sharp as a cold weapon. Instead, it was a kind of amiable, gentle, and peerless elegance that made people unable to help but feel close to her.
It was not a murderous beauty.
It was a gentle and stunning beauty.
In Li Mu's mind, these two sentences suddenly popped up.
"Miss, this Young Master has arrived." The maid said, and then very obediently sat beside her and began to boil water to help the girl make tea.
Li Mu knew that the girl behind the tea table was Master Hua Xiangrong, the star of the Holy House.
"Young Master, please sit down. I will use tea instead of wine to propose a toast to Young Master to thank you for making this beauty poem in the Holy House today." Hua Xiangrong opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and very pleasant, like a blue flower in the wind, which made people feel sorry for her.
Li Mu smiled, sat down, took over the teacup, tasted it, and then drank it up.
When he took the teacup, his fingers touched it, and Li Mu felt a faint coldness from the girl's fingertips, like a piece of ice.
After drinking the tea, the atmosphere was a little dull.
Li Mu had no experience in this aspect, so he did not know what to say.
At this time, there was a wisp of light fragrance different from the blue flower fragrance coming slowly. Li Mu subconsciously took a breath, slightly stunned, and then immediately realized that it was the virgin body fragrance of Hua Xiangrong, and suddenly his heart could not help but be moved.
Before the time-travel, he was just an ordinary junior high school student in the countryside on the edge of a small city. How could he face such a bright and beautiful beauty so closely?
In particular, the Western Qin was open-minded, and the women wore chest-length skirts with very low necklines, similar to the low-cut clothes on the earth. Therefore, Hua Xiangrong's white chest and clear cleavage were almost within reach, which made Li Mu, who had pretended to be calm, gradually a little unable to support himself and was about to blush.
He felt that facing such an enchanting beauty was actually more stressful than facing an expert like Wei Chong.
"Young Master, you seem a little nervous?" Hua Xiangrong said with a smile, and her eyebrows were picturesque.
Li Mu smiled and did not hide anything, saying, "It's the first time to come to a brothel."
In Hua Xiangrong's eyes, a trace of surprise immediately appeared, and then turned into a sly smile, saying, "Young Master's poetry is amazing. Tonight, you made a Beauty Poem for me, which is enough to be sung for thousands of years. I am very grateful, but I have no way to repay you, so I have to make tea for you. Young Master, please."
Li Mu said in his heart, "Shouldn't the next sentence of" I have no way to repay you "be" I have to marry you "? How did it become to make tea? This girl is beautiful, but she doesn't play by the common sense. "
He did not know much about tasting tea, so when he drank it, he just drank it up like a cow chewing peony.
The maid named Xin 'er shook her head as she watched from the side. This young master's talent in poetry was astonishing, but he knew nothing about etiquette and tea ceremony. It seemed that he didn't have the high-pressure aura of a distinguished and distinguished scholar that was rumored to have. Instead, he was like a dumb goose that didn't know how to flirt.
Hua Xiangrong did not have any contempt, but felt that it was interesting and sincere. She gently raised her wrist, poured another cup of tea for Li Mu, and said, "I still don't know your name, Young Master."
Li Mu opened his mouth and almost said it.
But on second thought, he just wanted to take a stroll and broaden his horizons. He didn't really want to do anything. He had only met this beautiful woman once, so the chances of something happening between them were not high. So it was meaningless to know her name.
So he said with a smile, "We are all in the same boat, so why should we meet before … I am just a nobody, and tonight I accidentally heard a beautiful poem, so I am lucky to meet Miss Hua. You and I are from different worlds, so the name is meaningless, just a code name." Li Mu meant that he came from Earth, and within 20 years, he would go back, so they were from different worlds, and would not have too long intersection.
Hua Xiangrong was slightly stunned, for she did not expect to get such an answer.
Xin 'er, the maid next to her, raised her head, and her pretty little face was also very surprised.
However, looking at Li Mu's clothes carefully, they were made of very ordinary fabric, and there was no valuable ornament all over his body. It was estimated that he was not from a big family, or even a rich family, but probably a poor scholar passing by. Therefore, Xin 'er thought that Li Mu probably felt that he was born in a humble family, and it was just luck that he could go upstairs today, but in fact, he did not have the status and financial resources that matched his talent. In this way, naturally, his master and his master were from different worlds.
This should be a kind of self-awareness.
Xin 'er felt a little sorry for Li Mu.
However, this little maid also thought that it was not a bad thing for Li Mu to have such self-awareness.
After all, although her master recently encountered some trouble and was forced to open the window, it should be solved. With her master's talent, appearance, and fame, there were many powerful people chasing after her, and many outstanding talents chasing after her, so she had a lot of choices. It was impossible for her to really give herself to a poor scholar with no power and influence just because of a "Beauty Poem". After all, life was not based on poetry, and this poor scholar could not afford a box of rouge from her master even if he worked hard for a year.
Originally, the little maid Xin 'er was worried that after Li Mu came in, he would make some rude and excessive requests, causing embarrassment, but now it seemed that it could be avoided, because this poor scholar was quite self-aware.
"We are both in the same boat …" Hua Xiangrong's eyes lit up, and she could not help but carefully appreciate this poem.
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