North West West West Road

Left and right path front and back path

I beg myself to say…”

Just as the three of them were still watching the environment in the temple, a rough singing voice came faintly in their ears.

"Huh? Who is this?" Qin Song couldn't help but wonder.

Mo Ziming smiled: "It should be Yan Chixia and Yan Hero... Go and take a look."

The three of them followed the sound to the South Courtyard.

Sure enough, a man in a bearded and dressed in a Taoist robe was dancing his sword while singing, which seemed particularly joyful.

It was Yan Chixia.

Seeing the three people entering the yard, Yan Chixia only glanced subconsciously and did not stop moving.

It was not until after the closing, Mo Ziming smiled and bowed forward: "Hero Yan is really happy. I have met Hero Yan in Mo Ziming."

Qin Song and Lu Buping also followed and greeted each other.

"Huh?" Yan Chixia looked at Mo Ziming carefully and said in surprise: "Can you be Mo Jieyuan who won the provincial examination last year?"

"Shame, I'm just a lucky person."

"Hahaha, Mo Jieyuan is too modest. Yan was also a scholar back then. He knew it was not easy to get fame and fortune, let alone win the championship.

Come on, three, please come here!"

Yan Chixia enthusiastically took Mo Ziming and the other two to sit at the stone table in the yard, and then went to the room to carry a teapot and a teacup.

"Yan has no good tea here, so let's make do with the three of you."

"Ship Yan is so serious..."

"Yes, right, tea doesn't matter. The key is to see who to drink tea with, hahaha."

After a few polite words, Yan Chixia couldn't help asking: "Did you pass by by chance or did you come to Lanruo Temple specifically?"

Mo Ziming smiled: "To be honest, Hero Yan said that I did come here for a special trip.

I accidentally met Mr. Zhuge Wolong when I was in Zhengyi Villa. Mr. Zhuge mentioned the hero Yan and said that the hero Yan was the first person he admired in his life."

Yan Chixia: "Oh? How is he doing now?"

Mo Ziming subconsciously looked around, lowered his voice and told him the whole story.

"So that's the case..." Yan Chixia was very pleased and bowed to Mo Ziming: "Yan and Mr. Zhuge also hit it off at first sight. Thank you for helping me."

This time, he did not call Mo Jieyuan, but Xiaoyou. He obviously recognized Mo Ziming's character from the bottom of his heart and regarded him as a friend.

"Hero Yan is polite, it's a coincidence..."

After chatting for a while, a thin and weak scholar suddenly walked into the yard.

“Huh?”

Seeing Mo Ziming and the other two, the scholar couldn't help but be stunned.

"Dong Sheng, come on, let me introduce it to you..."

Yan Chixia smiled and stood up and waved.

The scholar named Dong Sheng responded and walked over quickly.

"Dong Sheng, all three of them are from Qiantang County. This is Jie Yuan from the provincial examination last year..."

"Brother, is Mo Jieyuan?"

Dong Sheng looked surprised and looked a little disbelief.

Mo Ziming said happily: "What? Brother Dong doesn't believe it?"

"No, no!" Dong Sheng took a quick step back and bowed: "Xiao Sheng has admired Mo Jieyuan for a long time, but I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet him today. Please give me a bow to you."

"Brother Dong doesn't have to be so polite!"

Mo Ziming stood up and raised his hand.

"Hahaha, my friend, Dong Sheng mentioned your name many times in front of Yan, saying that your literary talent is not inferior to the four talents in Jiangnan, and even slightly better."

"The words are heavy, the words are heavy."

Mo Ziming waved his hand modestly.

Dong Sheng looked serious: "The young actor is not a compliment. With the poems written by Mo Jieyuan, it is probably difficult for the four great talents in Jiangnan to surpass them today."

Indeed, the poems that Mo Ziming has circulated abroad are all famous works of the past life and famous works of the past, which will of course be amazing.

Otherwise, how could the title of Jie Yuan be so loud in Jiangnan just?

Even Tang Bohu, the leader of the four talents in Jiangnan, once said in public that even he was ashamed of the poems written by Mo Ziming.

"Haha, okay, Brother Dong, I'll introduce you to you again. These two are my classmates and friends, Qin Song and Lu Buping."

"I've met Brother Qin and Brother Lu."

Dong Sheng greeted each other.

After politely speaking, Dong Sheng also sat at the stone table and chatted together.

After chatting for a few words, Lu Buping couldn't help but ask curiously: "I wonder why Brother Dong lives in this temple?"

"this……"

Dong Sheng seems to have a hidden secret.

Yan Chixia sighed: "He is not easy to speak, Yan will tell him, he is for a woman."

Now, Lu Buping looked even more confused: "For a woman? Is it possible... Brother Dong wants to become a monk here?"

"No, no, no, this temple is abandoned, what family will be?" Yan Chixia waved her hand.

"Why is that?"

"The word love is very harmful!"

Yan Chixia couldn't help but sighed.

"Even if the Yin and Yang are separated, this kid still remains unchanged..."

"Yin and Yang are separated? This..." Qin Song's expression became strange: "Is it a female ghost that Brother Dong is obsessed with?"

At this time, Dong Sheng finally spoke: "Yes, she is a female ghost now. But in my eyes, she is no different from her life."

"That's just your own wishful thinking..." Yan Chixia scolded her, then glanced at Mo Ziming and the other two and said, "Yan has advised him many times, but he doesn't listen, and insists on staying here."

Mo Ziming felt aroused and asked, "So, is the woman Brother Dong likes in this temple?"

"Yes!" Yan Chixia nodded.

"There are many female ghosts in this temple?" Lu Buping's eyes lit up for some reason.

"Brother Lu might as well stay here for one night, don't you know?"

Mo Ziming couldn't help but tease.

"cough……"

Qin Song asked Dong Sheng: "Brother Dong, is it not convenient for you to tell your story?"

Dong Sheng hesitated for a while and finally nodded.

"Her name is Xiaodie. She was a girl from a brothel in the county town during her lifetime.

At that time, my main way to make a living was to portray people on the street.

Perhaps it was because of the will of God that we became acquainted by painting.

Relatively speaking, Xiaodie is more free. She has her own courtyard and a maid.

She knew that my family was poor, so she often used portraits as an excuse to carry a private meeting with me on her back.

I felt very guilty and promised her that I must find a way to raise money to redeem her and then marry her as my wife.

Xiaodie was very pleased when she heard this and said that it was enough to have her in my heart, and all her efforts were worth it.

Although I knew it was not easy to raise enough money to redeem myself, I still kept my promise and started to make money desperately.

For this reason, I gave up the principle I have always adhered to, and helped people copy famous paintings, and even... to draw small pictures and albums..."
Chapter completed!