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Chapter 168

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This was one of the three Qingping poems written by Li Bai, the poetry genius of the Tang Dynasty. It was said that at the banquet of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei, Li Bai wrote a poem and asked the head eunuch Gao Lishi to take off his boots and Yang Guifei to grind the ink. The three poems were written in one go and passed down through the ages. This poem was one of them, especially the first line, "Miss the clothes in the clouds, miss the face in the flowers", which was very suitable for today and exactly the same as the name of Master Hua.

When such a poem came out, Hua Xiangrong's eyes immediately lit up, and when she looked at Li Mu again, there was an inexplicable emotion in her eyes.

Maid Xin 'er and several other female musicians were also shocked to the extreme.

Pairs of beautiful eyes were looking at Li Mu, as if they wanted to see through Li Mu's heart and back.

"Is this the real genius of poetry?"

"Even the contemporary Young Master Wen Zongbin, who has the literary reputation of" His poetic spirit spreads over 80,000 miles and begins to paint rivers and mountains after drinking ", is recognized as the most talented person in the Western Qin Empire, but is like the young man in front of them?"

"He opened his mouth and wrote a poem that can be passed down for a hundred years."

"Is there really such a talented person in the world?"

Even if Xin 'er was a little dissatisfied with Li Mu, at this time, she could not help but look up to him.

And Hua Xiangrong, as the person involved, stared at Li Mu with a pair of watery eyes, which seemed to be overflowing with brilliance. She did not hide the expression that she was hit by this poem. As a person who liked poetry, when she heard Li Mu recited this poem, she found that she was finished, and she seemed … to have … almost … could not help … falling in love.

The lethality of poetry was so great.

Just now, she just casually made a joke, which was a little revenge for Li Mu's absent-mindedness when she was singing and dancing. There was no other way, women's vindictiveness was so strong.

In fact, she herself did not have too much hope, because the more she read, the more she knew the preciousness of a poem that could be passed down for a hundred years. Many scholars were proud enough to create a poem that could be passed down for a hundred years in their lifetime, so even if Li Mu could not make this second poem, she would agree to dance again.

However, Li Mu made it.

"Miss the clothes in the clouds, miss the face in the flowers, the autumn wind blows the railing, and the moonlight is thick. If they hadn't met in the Holy House, would they have met under the moonlight at the Yaotai Pavilion?

Suitable scenery, suitable time, suitable person!

What was even more amazing was that her name had also been incorporated into it.

This was simply a brilliant stroke of writing.

Melting power was not expensive, but talent was the most moving.

"Wait a moment, Young Master." Hua Xiangrong blushed, got up, bowed, and left to change clothes.

The musicians at the side were still discussing how to accompany the poem and how to perform it. To be able to personally participate in the premiere of such a century-old poem, wasn't it an honor for them? This made them excited and excited.

A moment later, Hua Xiangrong changed into an exquisite palace dress of white gauze.

It could be seen that this time, she was not bare-faced like before. Instead, she had purposely put on some makeup, and her appearance was even more stunning.

Women dress for those who love them.

When Xin 'er saw this scene, she was shocked.

Only she knew that this white gauze dress was made for her miss by the old lady a few days before the Shangguan family was found guilty. Since she came to the Musical House, such a dusty place, her miss had never worn it.

Xin 'er knew her miss's mind.

This white gauze dress was regarded as the only memory of her miss. As long as she kept it, if she was lucky, one day, she could find a suitable husband and wear it when she got married and entered the bridal chamber. But now, her miss actually wore it. Could it be …

"Miss, Miss, don't be confused."

Xin 'er was worried.

At this time, Hua Xiangrong had already stood in front of the window under the moonlight with a smile. The moonlight shone in from behind, and the curve of her whole figure outlined a circle of light, as if she was integrated with the bright moonlight. She was a little too beautiful and pure, and holy like a goddess coming down from the heavenly palace.

Li Mu opened his mouth, but did not speak.

He had a strange feeling that Hua Xiangrong was particularly compatible with the moonlight, as if she was the incarnation of the moonlight.

Such a beautiful woman should be reduced to a brothel. Was it true that beauties were unlucky and had a bad fate?

When Li Mu sighed with emotion, the music sounded, and Hua Xiangrong danced again.

Her dance was beautiful, as if the fairy Chang 'e in the moon palace came to the mortal world.

Her red lips opened slightly, and her voice floated, singing, "Clothes in the clouds, beauty in the flowers, spring breeze …" Naturally, she was singing a new poem.

Li Mu watched attentively.

Soon, it turned out that his previous guess was right. When Hua Xiangrong danced like an elf under the moonlight, the ethereal picture seemed to be natural and Taoist, and would emit an indescribable Taoist Rhythm.

Before, the reason why Li Mu's spiritual force surged and the reason why his body changed was that this Taoist Rhythm triggered the resonance of his Xiantian Skill.

"It seems that my previous guess is right. This Hua Xiangrong is an extremely rare Natural Taoist Figure that the old faker once said. As for what kind of Taoist Figure it is, I can't be sure, but it should be related to the moonlight."

Li Mu had already confirmed it.

In such an environment, when he ran the Xiantian Skill, he really had a new experience.

Under the surging Taoist Rhythm overflowing from Hua Xiangrong, the effect of practicing the Xiantian Skill was better. The moonlight that others could not see with the naked eye turned into Spiritual Rhythm and flowed into Li Mu's body, and the effect was even better than that of the Earth Evil Polaris Formation in the government of Taibai County.

"According to the old faker, if I can practice with the Natural Taoist Figure, my cultivation will grow faster, and I can understand the Great Way of heaven and earth faster."

Li Mu had a bold idea in his heart.

But, it was a little too bold.

He was still weighing it.

After a while, Hua Xiangrong finished the dance.

Li Mu stopped practicing and felt refreshed, unprecedentedly comfortable.

In less than half an hour, the effect of practicing the Xiantian Skill was comparable to that of practicing for dozens of days, which was a miracle.

"Young Master, I've finished singing and dancing. Do you like it?" Hua Xiangrong was a little breathless.

Dancing two songs consecutively was a test for her physical strength. She rarely experienced such a situation in the past. Her smooth and white forehead and sideburns were slightly sweaty, and her fine black hair was slightly messy, which added a bit of charm to her.

Li Mu could even feel the sweet breath of Hua Xiangrong when she spoke.

Her breath smelled like orchids.

"Miss Hua is excellent in both singing and dancing, which makes me intoxicated as if I am lingering in the fairyland." Li Mu sincerely sighed.

A smile appeared on Hua Xiangrong's face, as if the sky had opened, bright and beautiful.

On the side, Xin 'er saw that the atmosphere seemed to be developing in a direction not very good, so she quickly coughed and said, "Miss, today's reception time is up."

Li Mu was stunned, and then immediately understood.

This was an order for him to leave.

This little girl, when in the hall before, had helped him, but now, it seemed that she suddenly did not like to see him.

A strange look also appeared on Hua Xiangrong's face.

She didn't have any reception time or anything like that.

Li Mu stood up, still thinking about how to speak. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively asked, "I wonder if Miss Hua has ever thought that one day, you will leave the Holy House and the Musical House?"

As soon as these words came out, all the women in the room immediately misunderstood.

They thought that Li Mu admired Hua Xiangrong and wanted to redeem her.

A trace of joy flashed in Hua Xiangrong's beautiful eyes. "Does the young man finally care about me?" But soon she thought of something, and her face slightly darkened, and the joy disappeared. She lowered her head, speechless for a long time, and finally said in a low voice, "Young Master, I appreciate your kindness, but … I can't leave the Holy House now."

"Oh, is this a refusal?"

After all, Li Mu was a young virgin, and he had the vanity he should have, especially in front of such a beautiful girl. Of course, when he heard this, he was a little disappointed. "Even the poem of Li Bai, the Immortal of Poetry, can't it move this woman's heart?"

"Or is it because I am too ugly?"

In his heart, he was worried about gains and losses.

But on second thought, this was just the first time the two of them had met, and it was indeed a little hasty to take her away directly. Besides, Hua Xiangrong said she couldn't leave now. Well, maybe there would be changes in the future?

Many thoughts flashed in Li Mu's mind in an instant, and he forced a smile on his face and said, "In that case, I'll leave." Although the Natural Taoist Figure was wonderful, Li Mu couldn't force her. If she hated him in her heart, the consequences would be worse, and her Taoist Sense would repel him, which would result in twice the effort with half the result.

After that, Li Mu turned around and walked out of the room.

Hua Xiangrong felt as if something in her heart was suddenly taken away as Li Mu turned around, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but take a few steps forward and reached out to pull him, but maid Xin 'er hurriedly stopped her.

She suddenly felt a little clear in her heart. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Young Master, will you … come again?"

Li Mu turned around in astonishment and looked at Hua Xiangrong. Although he was a virgin who had never experienced love affairs, at this time, even a fool could understand that such a question was a kind of invitation in a different direction.

"There is a chance."

Li Mu smiled and said, "Of course, if you don't object."

Hua Xiangrong immediately felt a burst of joy in her heart. She lowered her head and said in a voice as low as a mosquito, "I will wait for Young Master at any time …" In the end, she blushed, which meant that she had opened her heart.

Maid Xin 'er on the side watched and shook her head repeatedly.

"This silly lady of my family actually fell in love so quickly."

Li Mu smiled and turned to leave.

Listening to Li Mu's footsteps gradually getting farther and farther down the stairs, the blush on Hua Xiangrong's face gradually disappeared, and there was a hint of sweetness in her eyes. She also didn't expect that sometimes, falling in love with a person was such a single room, just a meeting.

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