Duan Yitang and Pei Qingfeng both had good feelings for each other, so they decided to cheat together and hint to each other what they had written.
I have to say that there are actually quite a few young couples doing this, but Yunmeng Pavilion doesn't care, it's just for fun.
In addition to free drinks and food, guests usually order other things. Those who come to Yunmeng Pavilion are all honorable, and they will not really not pay at all.
Duan Yitang and Pei Qingfeng were also taken away by the servants together. They looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere seemed to be very good.
Tang Yue saw them getting along happily and felt that today's harvest was good. The little sisters became two pairs.
She didn't mind, but Senior Sister Shang was alone. I wonder if she would mind this?
Just as I was about to ask her about her attitude, I saw the young man coming to invite Senior Sister Shang, and someone actually selected all her poems.
"Senior sister, I will send you there, as long as you know who that person is, I won't disturb you."
Shang Fanling nodded, "Okay."
The boy didn't stop Tang Yue, so it didn't break the rules.
This is the rule of poetry selection in Yunmeng Pavilion. If one party chooses it, then the other party must give the opportunity to be in the same room with the other party and have a conversation.
What Tang Yue didn't expect was that it was Dongfang Heng who picked the senior sister's poem.
She looked at the five pieces of paper in Dongfang Heng's hand in disbelief. The top one revealed the words, "On the top of the lonely peak, you will see three flowers in spring every day."
She saw Shang Fanling write this with her own eyes, and gave it to a waiter to copy.
Dongfang Heng accepted this well and made a gesture of invitation to Senior Sister Shang, "Junior Sister Shang, please, I'm going to make it difficult for you to stay with me for a while."
Shang Fanling has always been generous, "This is the rule. I am willing to participate in such activities. Senior brother has not made it difficult for me."
After hearing this, Dongfang Heng felt good and thought it would be a pleasure to have a drink with Junior Sister Shang.
Tang Yue asked her: "Won't Senior Sister Tu care?"
Dongfang Heng replied: "We just followed the festival customs and had a conversation. Yun Xin is not so stingy. Besides, the matter between the two of us has not been completely settled."
Tang Yue also felt that this matter was not too excessive. There was nothing wrong with a man and a woman dating on a blind date meeting more than one person, and today was such a day.
The two of them were just talking, and she didn't really want to interfere with Senior Sister Shang's interpersonal relationships, so she said to the two of them: "Then I won't disturb you for dinner. When it's over, Senior Sister can just send me a spiritual message.
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Shang Fanling asked: "Junior sister, do you have any plans next?"
Tang Yue smiled and said, "Senior sister, don't worry about me. If someone draws me, I will make an appointment with him. If no one draws me, it's good to go shopping again. This is Senior Brother Murong's place, and he will never let him go."
I have been wronged."
Shang Fanling thought about it, the junior sister had an independent personality and would never make people worry, so she let her go alone with peace of mind.
Tang Yue returned to the poetry selection stage and continued to select poems. At this time, there were five poems left on the stage, and the probability that they all belonged to the same person was low.
She just wanted to choose some poems that suited her own liking, write down the verses, and go back to find out who wrote them.
I saw a sentence, "On Kunlun Mountain, chickens crow, and feathered guests compete to climb the jade ladder." (Excerpted from Cao Tang's "Ninety-Eight Poems of Xiao Youxian")
I felt that this poem seemed to know a lot about Kunlun. Maybe it was a famous poet there, so I put it away and thought about going back to find out who this poet was.
I saw another sentence, "I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I often hear the sound of breaking bamboo." (Bai Juyi's "Snow at Night")
This is a poem describing the snow scene. It is summer in Wuji Mountain. Although it is not hot, it has nothing to do with snow.
The person who chose this poem either came from a cold place or liked snow very much. She found it interesting and kept it.
Now she no longer regards this matter as seeking a destined person, but as a game. Judging from the similar styles of the poems, maybe they were written by the same person.
Finally, five poems that looked colder were selected and handed over to the host in charge of this matter.
Then we waited for the waiter to see the results. Each piece of paper actually had a number. By looking at the number, the waiter could find out which monk signed up for these poems.
Tang Yue didn't have high hopes, so she tasted the fruits on the side with ease.
The waiter walked up to her and said, "Congratulations, monk, you have selected five poems. You can have dinner alone in the wing with the male monk who wrote the poems."
Tang Yue raised her eyebrows, she really chose her, but she wanted to see who liked these cold-looking poems.
The waiter led her into a private room on the first floor of Yunmeng Pavilion. Outside the window was an artificial lake. The interior decoration was gorgeous and exquisite. The lake outside the window shone under the moonlight, like a mirror, reflecting the night sky.
of stars.
The decoration and atmosphere of the private room are very good, which is better than the free banquet venue provided by Yunmeng Pavilion.
Tang Yue was slightly surprised, "The price of this private room is not cheap, so why would you provide it to us?"
The waiter smiled and said, "This male guest booked this place on purpose and paid for it."
Tang Yue understood that it turned out that someone was not short of money and was dissatisfied with the free private rooms in Yunmeng Pavilion, so he upgraded the room.
This is also very good and can give the lucky female guests a better experience.
She knocked on the door, "Excuse me, can I come in?"
A familiar male voice sounded, "Please come in."
While Tang Yue was wondering where he had heard this man's voice, he pushed the door open and saw Yu Yuan sitting on the couch at a glance. He was sitting slightly slanted, with his long white hair scattered on his side.
He blurted out, "Editor-in-Chief Yu, why are you here?"
Then I remembered that she hadn't submitted the manuscript for about half a year. During this period, Yuyuan sent two or three letters, vaguely urging her to submit the manuscript.
But she had a lot of things to do, so she just pretended she didn't see it and didn't reply at all.
So she felt a little guilty at this moment. Could it be that Yu Yuan was here to urge her to write the manuscript?
Yuyuan replied calmly: "I came to Wuji Mountain for some matters, namely the matter of the dark vines, which I need to deal with personally, so I came."
Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's it. Is there a solution to the dark vine?"
She walked to the low table in front of Yuyuan, sat down, and asked about this matter seriously.
Several years have passed since the last time Yu Yuan said he wanted to go back to study this matter. When she asked about the progress, Yu Yuan said that the elders of Kunlun Palace were still investigating.
Now there is finally a result, that is to say, can this mortal vine be solved?
Yu Yuan raised his head and looked into her eyes, "Speaking of which, you haven't submitted your manuscript for half a year. Have you stopped writing articles from now on?"
Yu Yuan was sitting on the couch, with his long white hair like a waterfall scattered on his side, reflecting his bright and jade-like skin, and his deep eyebrows.
At this time, his fingers tapped lightly on the table, and his white clothes were slightly opened, revealing his collarbone, which actually showed a bit of temptation.
Tang Yue said awkwardly: "Well, that's not the case. It's just that I've been too busy with a lot of things recently. I'm starting school this month, so I should have some time to conduct research and publish articles."