"Haha, it doesn't matter. I have heard about the name of General Lingtian for a long time, and today I saw him and he is indeed well-deserved."
Shen Mi was generous and did not look like a nymphomaniac like the women around her. She picked up her wine glass and retorted gracefully.
"It's an award, but it's just a name."
Ling Tian smiled lightly, making people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.
The two drank it all in one gulp, causing the hearts of all the men and women around them to break.
Maybe men and women like this are really a good match.
Ling Tian's martial arts is unparalleled in the world, and he is the number one among the younger generations.
Although Shen Mi is not well-known, she is rich and wealthy.
They are all enviable.
"Tsk tsk!"
On the side, Luo Zijun tilted his chin and looked at Ling Tian, smacking his lips and saying: "You two are so polite here, but you are different from usual times!"
"Da Mi Mi, are you also interested in this kid? Let me tell you, he is a playboy!"
"You two drink very well. I'm here and you don't even want to toast me!"
Shen Mi's face turned slightly red when Luo Zijun said that, and he quickly poured wine for Luo Zijun; "You are the only one who can pick things up without any reason. How long has it been since you came to see me?"
"Besides, I'm also very surprised that you came with General Ling Tian. Why, your careless and unsexy temperament has changed, and you have been fascinated by General Ling Tian, right?"
"Bah, who is fascinated by him? Just him?"
Luo Zijunying's angry face was even redder than Shen Mi's. He took a sip of wine and fanned his mouth and said, "Wow, it's so spicy."
Shen Mi turned his head away and didn't say anything. He just took a deep look at Luo Zijun and smiled knowingly.
"General, I have heard that the general's poetry is unparalleled. I have admired it for a long time. Now Shen Mi has a dough fan of the young master hidden here. I wonder if I can give him a poem?"
Shen Mi thought for a while, then looked at Ling Tian on the other side, opening and closing his mouth, and asked.
"oh?"
"sure."
Ling Tian put down his wine glass, but unexpectedly, Shen Mi came up and asked for a poem.
This is not bad. If you sell Shen Mi a favor, you will be able to open your mouth when the time comes to gather the spirit crystal.
Seeing that Ling Tian agreed, Shen Mi took out an exquisite round fan from the ring.
Although it is not the best round fan made by Ling Tian, it is in excellent quality. I don’t know how she got it.
"Tsk, tsk, that's amazing. One of them dared to ask for a poem, and the other one dared to give it to me!"
"Ling Tian, you haven't even given me what you promised me. It's true that you forget your friends when you see sex!"
Luo Zijun curled his lips.
"Say less and no one will think you are dumb."
Ling Tian glared at Luo Zijun, but Shen Mi handed over the fan and ink pen.
The pen is very beautiful and delicate, carved from the extremely rare imperial green jade, and the tip of the pen is made from the natal hair from the extremely rare dragon and marten tail.
The ink is also made of fine Wangting black ink, which is full of spiritual power.
However, what surprised Ling Tian the most was that someone actually painted a scene on the originally white fan surface.
Above it, there is a woman in green clothes standing by the stream. She is alone and independent. Her clothes are fluttering and her hair is like a waterfall. Although she is slightly sideways, only half of her face is exposed, but her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, like a celestial being.
The woman held a round fan in her hand and looked at the distant stars in the sky and the faint green mountains in the distance, seemingly feeling sad.
But Ling Tian couldn't figure out why he was worried.
But no matter how you say it, this painting is enchanting and amazing.
This made Ling Tian a little nervous. It would be a shame if his poems were not explicit.
Shen Mi quietly studied the ink, while Ling Tian held the pen and began to meditate.
In fact, he didn't know Shen Mi very well, and the two of them didn't have much interaction. This poem was really difficult to write.
However, I had to write.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Mi finished grinding the ink. Ling Tian's eyes flashed with light and he whispered: "Yes."
After the words fell, Ling Tian pursed his lips and dipped in ink to write.
Because of Ling Tian's special status, he has been attracting everyone's attention since he entered the hall.
Now, as soon as I sat down, I was about to write a poem, which immediately caused everyone to whisper.
Because Ling Tian was not only famous in the Southern Tang Dynasty because of his powerful martial arts, but his poems that made people gasp in admiration have been circulated for a long time.
Now seeing Ling Tian writing for Shen Mi, everyone stretched their necks and stared.
Although there is jealousy and envy in his eyes.
On the side, the three ministers and Li Fu snorted coldly and secretly said to please the public!
But no matter what, they don't have this talent.
"Sir, our lady's paintings are one of the best in the Southern Tang Dynasty. I wonder what poems this Ling Tian can write to be worthy of my lady's paintings."
"I once remembered that the young lady told you that she would only marry someone whose talent catches her eye. This Ling Tian..."
In the hall, Shen Fugui whispered behind Shen Wanshan.
"I just hope that he is not interested in the financial strength of my Shen family..."
Shen Wanshan was noncommittal.
While everyone was discussing, Ling Tian had already begun to write.
Shen Mi looked sideways, and as the beautiful words appeared one by one, he read them out.
A room full of water.
I am speechless.
There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches.
My heart pleases you, but you don’t know it.
Although the number of words in this poem seems to be irregular and it does not rhyme very much, every sentence is like a thunder drum, vibrating in Shen Mi's heart.
But when Ling Tian fell to the last word, streams of breeze and water quietly rose from the fan, and streams of spiritual energy gathered from all directions of Jubao Mountain. A moment later, above the main hall, It formed a magnificent celestial phenomenon.
In the celestial phenomenon, a woman in green clothes stood silently, with the sky above her head and Qingchuan in the distance. There seemed to be waves of sad songs lingering, which made people stunned for a while.
Painting communicates the spirit, poetry expresses the meaning.
Before everyone could read the poem carefully, they were already shocked by this celestial phenomenon.
The occurrence of celestial phenomena also confirmed that Ling Tian's poem was destined to become famous in the Southern Tang Dynasty again.
Holding a round fan, Shen Mi couldn't help but raise a faint smile on his seemingly sad face.
This smile made Ling Tian feel slightly absent-minded.
It's not that she fell in love with Shen Mi, but Shen Mi's smile is really like water, making people feel comfortable.
In fact, his poem is flawed.
Because he really couldn't find poems that fit the occasion, Ling Tian had no choice but to combine the two poems together. Although the number of words was not neat and the lines were wrong, Ling Tian felt that there was nothing more suitable than these four lines.
At this moment, even the man-like Luo Zijun's expression changed, and he stared blankly at the happy-looking Shen Mi, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Thank you, General, for the poem. Shen Mi, I have no regrets."
After a long while, Shen Mi carefully put away the fan and stood up to bow to Ling Tian Yingying.
When Ling Tian saw this, he quickly stood up and bowed back: "I don't think so. This poem is just the icing on the cake. Miss's painting is the best."
In the hall, Shen Fuguier, who was behind Shen Wanshan, said: "It's done, Master, now I'll bow to you in front of everyone!"