Perhaps because of Lin Feng's so attentiveness, Zhou Ehuang's face turned redder. He gently held the corner of his clothes in his hand, lowered his head, and did not speak.

Lin Feng opened the curtains of the car windows and let the afternoon sun in. Suddenly, the entire carriage became more and more bright because of Zhou Ehuang's fair face.

"Mr. Lin, is the injury on your arm okay?" Xiao Cui looked at this and that. Seeing that no one was talking, she asked on her own initiative.

"Thank you, Sister Xiao Cui, for your concern, it might be okay!" Lin Feng replied quickly.

The car calmed down again.

Time is precious. Lin Feng opened his mouth several times, thought for a long time, and finally found a starting topic. "Ms. Zhou, Lin admired your piano skills in your mansion that day. His fingering was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his emotions were like tides. Lin admired him very much. But on that day, Lin discovered a problem. The passionate song like "A Laugh in the Sea" seems to be played simply by using the guqin. What is the difference? Please give me some advice."

"You also noticed it? I played it many times after I went back, and I always felt that I was a bit off in the passionate place." Zhou Ehuang looked up in surprise and looked at Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin has an idea. If he could use a high-range and fast-paced instrument in the front, it would seem to highlight the generosity in the song more." Lin Feng said in a hypocritical way. In fact, using a flute to activate is the original song, and he only played a few songs on the electronic piano in his previous life. Where did he have any understanding of ancient Chinese musical instruments?

"Good way!" Zhou Ehuang's face was even more surprised. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes again, and said hurriedly, "Add a flute in front, a zheng in the middle, a chime in the middle, etc. to make the secondary sound, enrich the music field, and an exciting and fast ending sound at the end. The whole song will definitely be more plump and beautiful!"

Lin Feng gave a thumbs up and praised, "Ms. Zhou is really smart, learn from one example and I admire him!" He really admired him. After all, Zhou Ehuang is a great man who can compose ancient songs with Li Yu. He is a wise man, and he is the real person to learn!

Zhou Ehuang's face was flushed, and she waved her hands repeatedly and said, "It's mainly because Lord Lin laughed. That's because Lord Lin composed a good song. Ehuang at most was just icing on the cake!"

"Haha, I'm so honored by Miss Zhou! But to be honest, in music, Lin is from the Castellar School in the Sky, and I really admire Miss Zhou's practice master school!" Lin Feng praised again.

"The Caves in the Sky? This word is fresh." Zhou Ehuang's body was still tense, but his expression had calmed down and his words became relaxed.

"In other words, Lin is okay to write some illusory poems and compose some ignorant songs, but if Lin really wants to sit in front of the piano and play it, it means that the seven orifices are already open to the six orifices, and only the only thing left is missing!" Lin Feng was not as nervous as he began to laugh.

"Puchi", Zhou Ehuang and Xiao Cui both covered their mouths and laughed, and the atmosphere in the carriage became really relaxed.

"Mr. Lin, Ehuang has always been puzzled. Why do each poem you write has different emotions, but it has lofty ideas and profound meanings. It still makes people sigh after reading it many times. Do you dare to ask if you have any tricks?" Zhou Ehuang stopped laughing and asked a question that had been entangled in his heart.

Now, Lin Feng's face had to turn red, and his trick was to steal everywhere! He pretended to look at the car window unintentionally to hide the shame on his face, and suddenly thought of a famous metaphor, and borrowed it again:

"The text is based on the idea first. In Lin's view, poetry and essays are like this carriage. The allusions used in the text are just like the gorgeous decorations on the carriage. However, whether this carriage is expensive does not depend on the carriage, but on the goods on the carriage, just like the emotions carried by a poem or an article, and whether the road is precious. Just like now, because there are Miss Zhou and Sister Xiao Cui on the carriage, it is immediately worth tens of thousands of dollars, and it can be so precious that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be so beautiful that it can be!"

Lin Feng borrowed a metaphor mentioned by Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty in "Tongshu? Wenci": "Writing is the way to carry the way. The wheels and shafts are decorated but the people are not merely ornaments, and they are just empty carts." It means that the exterior of the article is like the decoration on the cart, but it is just the appearance of the vain. The key is the great way in the text. Of course, what Zhou Dunyi refers to is the Confucian "Tao", which made Lin Feng tamper with the feelings and the great way.

"Okay, Lord Lin, you compare my lady to goods?" Xiao Cui stared at Lin Feng in surprise.

"Xiao Cui, stop talking nonsense, you misunderstood!" Zhou Ehuang first stopped Xiao Cui quickly, then turned to Lin Feng and said, "Mr. Lin's words are shallow and profound, but they are not as profound as they know them. I can't say this. The little girl really admires it." At this point, Zhou Ehuang suddenly thought of Lin Feng's last metaphor to praise him for his extremely preciousness, and his beauty is so beautiful that the whole country, and his face suddenly turned red again.

Just then, Li Qiang tapped the car window and reminded: "Mr. Lin, the Qinhuai River has arrived!"

One sentence woke up the people in the car, but Lin Feng got off the car first, holding the door with one hand and putting the other hand on the top of the car door, waiting for the two beauties to get off.

Zhou Ehuang stared at Lin Feng's hand that was placed on the roof of the car, his eyes circling, and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Mr. Lin, my lady always praises you for your talent. At this moment, can you write a poem that suits the scene?" When the three of them walked towards the river, Xiao Cui spoke first.

Zhou Ehuang gave Xiao Cui a look, but turned his attention to Lin Feng, obviously looking forward to it.

At this time, it was the turn of spring and summer. A few clouds in the sky moved lightly, covering the sunshine and gusts of cool breeze blew on their faces. Lin Feng looked up, pondered for a moment, and stole He Zhu's "Qingyu Case":

"The waves are only in Qinhuaichuan, but I watch the fragrance of the fragrance. Who will live in the years of the golden age? The flowers in the moon bridge, the flowers in the red windows, and only the spring is known.

Flying clouds are rising and rising in the evening of the Henggao, and the new heart-breaking sentences of colored pens are in the heart. If you ask how much leisure is, there is a river of tobacco, the wind and catkins are everywhere in the city, and the plums are yellow and rainy."

Of course, Lin Feng changed the Suzhou "Hengtang Road" in He Zhu's original poem to the "Qinhuaichuan" in front of him in order to meet the situation, and expressed his reluctance in his heart. Later generations, He Zhu's words were obsessed with his craftsmanship, and the scholars and officials called him He Meizi.

"Only the spring is known, the plum blossoms are yellow and raining. Lord Lin, what a neat poem!" Zhou Ehuang said a few words, then recalled the poem "Who will spend the years in the brocade and the beautiful years" in the poem. Suddenly, he contacted himself to study the music on his daily life. How could he be as happy as the joy of traveling with Lin Feng today? He suddenly felt a little heavy and looked at Lin Feng quietly.

The three of them stood quietly by the river for a while, and saw that the sky was getting darker and the night was approaching, so they had to return.

On the way back, everyone just talked about some interesting things and trivial things. Lin Feng made a series of witty words and told them the interesting things in his training, which made the two beauties fall back and forth.

Seeing that it was not far from Zhou's mansion, Zhou Ehuang looked at the scenery outside from time to time and secretly looked at Lin Feng from time to time, as if he had finally made up his mind. Zhou Ehuang bit his white teeth lightly and said, "Mr. Lin, I saw your generous song last time. Can you sing it for the little girl alone today?"

This is a little reluctant! Lin Feng felt even more reluctant and stared at Zhou Ehuang quietly. Zhou Ehuang's face began to turn red again, but his eyes did not avoid it.

When you see this day, you will surely make you feel endless lovesickness in the future. Lin Feng sang softly in his voice, "The fragrance of red lotus roots is gone, the jade mat is autumn. You can easily unload the silk clothes and go to the orchid boat alone. Who sends brocade letters in the clouds? When the geese return, the moon fills the west building.

Flowers fall and water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two idle worries. This feeling has no way to be eliminated, and it has just fallen down, but it has come to my heart."

This is Li Qingzhao's famous work "Yi Jian Plum". Lin Feng used the song score of later generations "The Moon Full of the West Tower" and sang in a low voice.

Is he using poems to express his love for himself? Is his feelings really so strong and sincere? Zhou Ehuang bowed his head lightly, and his heart was full of entanglement.

Finally arrived, Lin Feng finished his repeated singing, jumped out of the car first, and put his hand on the top of the car door again.

Zhou Ehuang got out of the car lightly, looked back and stared at Lin Feng's hand that was still on the top of the car door, and said to Lin Feng gently: "Thank you, Lord Lin!"

Lin Feng stared at Zhou Ehuang reluctantly, trying to reach out to smooth her frown brows, but had to give up.

"It will take some time for Lin to go out for training, but Lin is extremely eager to sing a song with Miss Zhou one day! Goodbye! Take care!" Lin Feng said softly, and as if he had escaped, he was getting on the car and urged the horse to leave.
Chapter completed!