Chapter 111 Blind Date
Chapter 111 Blind Date

Chang Sheng was stunned, thinking that it was because his two sisters were unwilling that Ye Xuan's "fragile heart" was hurt, and he couldn't help but said seriously:
"My two sisters have been spoiled since they were young, and they don't know what's good and what's bad. Don't worry, just tell me which one you like, and I'll go back and explain the pros and cons to you, and I guarantee that they'll marry you happily!"

"Second brother!" The two sisters became angry again after hearing this.

Ye Xuan also had an awkward look on his face, as if he was forcing someone to buy something out of nothing.

Chang was more reasonable and frowned, saying, "Okay, second brother, stop talking nonsense. I think we should let Ye Xuan and the two girls chat alone. They are all young people, so maybe I will..."

The second half of the sentence was not uttered, but Chang Sheng slapped his forehead and suddenly realized it.

Hehe smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then you guys can have a good chat first."

After saying that, he looked at the pavilion and suddenly felt embarrassed.

This pavilion is neither big nor small.

If Ye Xuan was left alone with his two sisters, would Zhu Yuanzhang, the crown prince and others have to be driven away?

Fortunately, this matter was proposed by Zhu Yuanzhang, so he would naturally give some convenience. He stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Zitong, let's go to the lake to see the koi, okay?"

Empress Ma was also born into a commoner family and did not care much about status and face.

Moreover, Chu Yao also saved her own son. She was intelligent and kind-hearted and had long seen that Zhu Yuanzhang liked Ye Xuan. She was happy to help him. She nodded, took Zhu Yuanzhang's hand and walked towards the lake.

At that moment, Zhu Biao also pulled Chang and Chang away from the pavilion.

This scene once again surprised the ministers who had been paying attention to the movements in the pavilion.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma, the Crown Prince, Chang Sheng and others, as if to make room for the Jinyiwei of unknown origin, all went to the lake to watch the fish.

In fact, what's so beautiful about the koi? Zhu Yuanzhang was a rough man all his life and was always disgusted by these so-called elegant things, so the decoration of the imperial garden was relatively simple.

On this side, Ye Xuan was sitting alone in front of two little girls who were about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was so embarrassed that his toes were about to pop out.

Although Ye Xuan admitted that he was not a gentleman, he could remain calm in the face of temptation.

But the two little girls in front of him were too young. Although in the ancient society with underdeveloped medical conditions and short life expectancy, fifteen or sixteen years old was already the age to get married and have children.

But for Ye Xuan, he still couldn't imagine entering the bridal chamber with a little girl who might have been in middle school in her previous life. Just thinking about it made him feel full of guilt.

Ye Xuan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, came back to his senses in a trembling caused by a chill, but saw that the older of the two sisters held up a folding fan and recited the poems written on the fan by herself, and the younger sister also leaned over to read the poems.

Obviously, both of them were determined to "ignore" Ye Xuan so that the person on the opposite side would give up.

How could Ye Xuan not see this little trick? It just so happened that he had no interest in them and was happy to have some peace and quiet.

However, a sad recitation sounded into Ye Xuan's ears:

"The remaining snow glitters on the cold painting screen, the plum blossoms fall and the flute plays at three o'clock in the morning, the moon is dim and bright in the place where no one is, I am a melancholy traveler in the world,

I know why you are shedding tears, and you are recalling your life in your heart-breaking voice. "

Ye Xuan froze for a moment. He recited Wei Wen's poem for free. How could the Chang sisters know about it?
What he didn't know was that after this poem was circulated from Miaoyin Pavilion, the sorrow and melancholy in the poem conquered many resentful girls in the boudoir and young ladies who were just beginning to fall in love.

There was even a craze for finding Ye Liangchen. Every prominent family in Yingtian Prefecture hoped to invite this new poet to their home.

This led to a period of time when many people claiming to be Ye Liangchen were cheating people for free food and drink in Yingtian Prefecture, and some with good talking skills were even able to get both money and beauty.

However, as Ye Xuan no longer showed up and no new works were released for a long time, the enthusiasm gradually cooled down.

However, there are still many poems, paintings, and fan paintings circulating among the people, claiming to be the authentic works of Ye Liangchen. The handwriting styles of each are different, but the only thing in common is that both the paintings and fan paintings have the poem "Huan Xi Sha: The Remaining Snow Congeals a Bright Light on the Painting Screen" written on them.

Although the price is not as high as that of the imitations by famous artists, the sales volume is surprisingly good because of the tenderness of the resentful women and the young girls. It has supported a group of small vendors who make a living by imitations.

Hearing someone else reading his "work", Ye Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Do you two ladies like this poem very much?"

Sixth sister Chang Ruyue has a rather eccentric personality. Upon hearing this, she glanced at Ye Xuan's Feiyu suit with some disdain and snorted coldly, "A warrior like you naturally cannot understand the artistic conception of Ye Liangchen's "Huanxisha: The Remaining Snow and the Cold Painting Screen."

Ye Xuan's smile froze. This girl actually mocked him in front of the "author" for not understanding the artistic conception of this poem...

Fortunately, the Chang sisters knew some etiquette. The fifth sister, Chang Ruyun, lightly rebuked: "Sixth sister, don't be rude." Then she handed the folding fan in her hand to Ye Xuan and said: "So Lord Ye is also a fellow enthusiast?"

"I collected this folding fan with great difficulty. It is the original work of Ye Liangchen. Sir Ye, why don't you appreciate it together?"

Ye Xuan reached out to take it, and looking at the exquisite patterns and beautiful handwriting on the fan, he couldn't help feeling ashamed.

I can be very sure that, except for the piece of white paper I used to write poems in Miaoyin Pavilion, I have never left any so-called authentic works.

But Ye Xuan had to admit that the handwriting on this imitation was indeed much better looking than his own.

Who says I am a modern person? Although I have the original owner's memories, I can only barely read calligraphy. How can I write such beautiful fonts?

After pretending to admire it for a while, Ye Xuan couldn't stand the torture of his conscience and asked tentatively: "Miss, this original painting you collected shouldn't have cost you much money, right?"

Before Chang Ruyun could say anything, Chang Ruyue said disdainfully: "This is Ye Liangchen's original work. Do you think it's just a worthless imitation that you can find everywhere on the street? I spent a full three hundred taels of silver to get it!"

When Ye Xuan heard this, he felt a pain in his flesh.

I didn't expect that the sale of one imitation painting was enough to equal my four years' salary. If I quit my official position now and become an "artist" who sells paintings, maybe I can live a good life?

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous when thinking about this. My goodness, the original author didn't get a penny of profit, but you copycats got to make a fortune. How is this appropriate!

So he couldn't help but say sourly: "I don't think this looks like an authentic work. Tell me where you bought it, and I'll go copy it tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)