Mu Linfeng looked at the sample book with Ma Xianglan closing her eyes, and seemed to feel that Ma Xianglan was much more beautiful. She wondered in her heart: "Could it be that Wang Zhideng fell in love with Ma Xianglan because he found that Ma Xianglan is attractive?"
Mu Linfeng was thinking wildly when he saw that Ma Xianglan had opened his eyes slightly at this time. He then picked up a pen and dipped ink into the inkstone beside him, and immediately began to draw on the paper. Ma Xianglan was calm and relaxed, completely different from before.
Yi Wai Wai's sample book was completely different from the other two, with a kind of temperament that radiated from the inside out, which deeply moved Mu Linfeng.
At this time, Mu Linfeng had no intention of watching Ma Xianglan's painting. His eyes were completely focused on Ma Xianglan's face. No matter how meticulously Ma Xianglan painted, the brush strokes were as smooth as a snake, and the paintings were vivid and lifelike. At this time, under Mu Linfeng's eyes
In front of me, Ma Xianglan herself is the best orchid painting.
Ma Xianglan was concentrating on painting, and naturally did not notice Mu Linfeng staring at her. Lan'er, who was helping Ma Xianglan polish the ink, noticed this. She was also staring at Mu Linfeng, looking a little lost.
After she wanted to meet the couplet on the boat in Jinling that day, she had been thinking about what kind of man Mu Linfeng was. There were naturally many legends about Mu Linfeng outside, with mixed reviews. Of course, hearsay was not trustworthy, but it was groundless.
Not necessarily without reason.
Mu Linfeng and Lan'er each had their own thoughts. Only Ma Xianglan was concentrating on painting. After a while, she put down her pen, then turned to Mu Linfeng and said: "Mu Gongshu, I made you laugh!"
Only then did Mu Linfeng come back to his senses, and he quickly smiled and said: "Girl, you are so humble!" As he said this, he looked at the paintings on the table, and saw that there was only one orchid in the painting painted by Ma Xianglan, as if it was breathing fragrance in an empty valley.
In the world, holy and holy, the orchid seems to stand out immediately in the picture quality, vivid and aloof...
Although Mu Linfeng did not know how to calligraphy and painting, he couldn't help but secretly praise Ma Xianglan's painting concept and painting skills. He quickly extended his thumb and said: "Miss Ma's paintings are indeed...as expected...sigh...it is simply beyond words and time."
It expresses the girl’s artistic conception..."
Ma Xianglan blushed when she heard this and said: "The official letter is exaggerating. By the way, I also asked the official letter to write a poem!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Linfeng quickly waved his hands and said: "The words below are really unsightly. Why don't you come down and recite them, and let me do the questions? After all, this is a gift that I want to give to Mr. Wang. It's not good for me to write down the questions!"
"
Ma Xianglan thought about it for a moment, but without forcing it, she said: "Okay, please write a poem in the public letter!"
Mu Linfeng looked at the orchids on the table, and his brain was already searching for any poems describing orchids, even those from the Ming Dynasty and later. After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a single sentence.
Lan'er looked at Mu Linfeng from the side, also expecting to hear what quatrains Mu Linfeng could say. She even held her breath and waited.
Mu Linfeng suddenly remembered that when he was traveling in Tokyo, he had gone to the Tokyo Museum, where there was a collection of Ma Xianglan's works, which were also paintings of orchids. They were collected by ghost books as treasures, and there was also a poem on it.
, after thinking about it carefully, he said: "Yes!"
Ma Xianglan and Lan'er both looked at Mu Linfeng with eyes full of expectation, but they heard Mu Linfeng chant: "Wherever the wind blows, the air is like orchid, a small stand in front of the curtain can withstand the cold spring; when the bag is empty, I can buy it on the street, and I write on the fragrant paper
look……"
In fact, this poem has a total of eight lines. Mu Linfeng only remembered the first four lines, but he couldn't remember the last four lines no matter how much he thought about it. He simply ignored the second half and then said, "I wonder what this poem is like?"
To be honest, Mu Linfeng's expression when he looked at Ma Xianglan made him feel a little worried. There were many poems about stealing poems, but this time it was different. The original author of Mu Linfeng's poem was standing in front of him. Although it was possible that
She hasn't written it yet, but she still feels a little scared.
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After listening to Mu Linfeng's poem, Ma Xianglan saw that Mu Linfeng's color was a little strange, which made Mu Linfeng feel even more uneasy, as if she had been seen through by Ma Xianglan today, and she couldn't help but feel guilty.
Lan'er, who was beside Ma Xianglan, also looked at Mu Linfeng with strange eyes at this time, not like suspicion, nor like admiration.
Mu Linfeng coughed twice and said: "It seems that this poem is difficult for Miss Ma to hear. Let's just pretend that Mu has never recited it!"
Ma Xianglan said quickly: "That's not what Xiao Nv Shu means. I just feel that this poem seems familiar and very strange... However, Xiao Nv Shu likes this poem very much and understands the artistic conception of Xiao Nv Shu's painting, so I will inscribe this poem!"
"
After finishing speaking, Ma Xianglan picked up the pen again and began to write a poem in the lower corner of the painting. It was already finished. After looking at the painting and thinking for a long time, he immediately started writing again and added a few more sentences in the original place, and then said to Mu Linfeng: "Mr. Mu
Please come over and take a look at the book, the little Nu Shu boldly added four more lines after the poem in the official book!"
Mu Linfeng walked to the painting and saw that Ma Xianglan's calligraphy was particularly delicate. He quickly praised: "If I hadn't seen Miss Ma write it, I would have thought that this calligraphy was written by a famous artist!"
Ma Xianglan smiled and said: "The official letter is ridiculous!"
After Mu Linfeng read the four lines he recited, he saw that the four lines of poems written by Ma Xianglan were: "Occasionally, I pick up my pen to write about the secluded posture, who can I give to protect and protect me? Once I have to remove my roots, I have to cherish myself. It is harder to leave the mountain than to leave the mountain.
Mountain time."
Mu Linfeng chanted slowly and immediately thought that this was the half of the poem that he had forgotten. He quickly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, after adding these four sentences from the girl, the whole poem looks wonderful, but it seems that the last part
Is the girl making up the four sentences by herself?"
Ma Xianglan heard Mu Linfeng speak her mind, looked at Mu Linfeng a few more times, and then sighed slightly and said: "Mu Gongshu can tell that the poem contains self-made meaning?"
Mu Linfeng smiled slightly and said: "Girl, your name is orchid, and the painting is also orchid. Naturally, the orchid in this poem inevitably has a self-made meaning!"
Ma Xianglan glanced at Mu Linfeng and nodded, but she heard Lan'er say from the side: "The poems written by Mu Gongshu and Miss Mu are really a perfect combination of two swords. The first half of the poem expresses the pride of orchids, and the second half expresses the pride of orchids."
Loneliness can completely express the aloofness of the orchids in the painting. How wonderful, how wonderful!"
Mu Linfeng and Lan'er had faced off against each other on the painted boat in Jinling, and they could be considered to have fought against each other. Naturally, this Lan'er should not be an ordinary person, but since she is Ma Xianglan's personal maid, it seems that Ma Xianglan's talent is still there after all.
Above orchid.
After hearing Lan'er's words, Ma Xianglan's face turned slightly red and she said nothing. Mu Linfeng picked up the painting, closed it, and couldn't help but said: "Mu really envy Mr. Wang!"
Ma Xianglan looked at Mu Linfeng curiously after hearing this, but Lan'er asked Ma Xianglan's question for her, saying: "Why does the official envy Mr. Wang?"
Mu Linfeng quickly shook his head and sighed: "If Mr. Wang can have a confidante like Miss Xianglan, he will never have any regrets in this life, and he has to be envied by Mu!"
Mu Linfeng had already called Ma Xianglan Miss Xianglan instead of Miss Ma just to get close to Ma Xianglan, but Ma Xianglan didn't seem to hear it and just sighed: "It's a pity that Mr. Wang..." He said but did not continue.
He quickly took the words from Mu Linfeng's hand and said to Lan'er beside him: "Frame this painting!"
Seeing that the ink on the painting had dried, Lan'er quickly rolled up the painting and put it away. Then she said to Mu Linfeng and Ma Xianglan: "Miss, Mr. Mu, I feel that this painting is not appropriate as a birthday gift for Mr. Wang!"
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