I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

This is the first time in Ji Mo's life that a girl has said so confidently that she likes to have sex with her.

Well, good men don't fight women.

What's more, such a sturdy woman can't fight at all.

Why!

Ji Mo secretly sighed in his heart, people's hearts are not ancient, and morality is degraded.

Li Qiufeng said, "Hong Xing, don't mess around. This young master doesn't know you, and doesn't know your name is Hong Xing, so how could he deliberately recite poems to tease you. Quickly apologize to this young master."

Hong Xing's expression was reluctance, she couldn't get used to Ji Mo very much, and refused to apologize.

"No need to apologize, it's just a misunderstanding."

Ji Mo waved his hands graciously.

"I haven't asked you yet, how should I address you? Judging from the accent, you don't seem to be a local."

Li Qiufeng became interested in Ji Mo and couldn't help but want to know more about it.

"Under Ji Mo, it is true that he is not from Daqin, but from Baishou Town." Ji Mo replied.

"I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will never be separated!"

Li Qiufeng is also well-informed. Knowing the origin of Baishou Town, he sighed, "Mr. Ji is originally from the hometown of Baidi. No wonder he is a talented person. He can export poems and have a brilliant literary talent."

After learning that Ji Mo is from Baishou Town, Li Qiufeng couldn't help but feel more fond of him. After all, Baidi's contribution to the human race lasts forever.

At the same time, because Ji Mo is not a local, and he doesn't have to worry about his identity being exposed, Li Qiufeng immediately became more at ease.

Then, she also told Ji Mo own name, the real identity will naturally not be revealed.

"The maple leaves and the flowers are rustling in autumn! Mr. Li is indeed as his name suggests, gentle and elegant, full of poetic charm."

Based on the principle of courtesy and reciprocity, Ji Mo also praised each other fiercely.

Then he explained very genuinely, "What kind of poems do I know, I didn't write the poem just now."

He would not have the cheek to take plagiarized poems for himself.

"Hmph, let's just say, how can you be an apprentice like you, how can you compose poetry?"

Hong Xing snorted, looking down on Ji Mo very much.

"Hongxing, don't be rude."

Li Qiufeng scolds Hongxing.

Literati tend to be self-effacing. If they say they can't write poetry, you just believe them. Are you stupid?

Moreover, she is familiar with the world's poems and books, but she has never heard the phrase "the garden is full of flowers and colors, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall". Obviously, this is a poem written by someone else.

There is also the phrase "Maple Leaf, Dihua, Autumn", which is also quite well-founded. It is obvious that it came easily, and its literary background must be extraordinary.

Immediately, Li Qiufeng's affection for Ji Mo increased a bit.

"This servant is rude, don't blame him for forgetting Mr. Ji. Acquaintance is fate. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to have a drink with Mr. Ji."

Li Qiufeng sincerely wanted to get to know Ji Mo and offered an invitation.

"Then Mr. Li will have to pay for it."

As soon as Ji Mo heard that there was a drink, he immediately agreed.

Under the guidance of Li Qiufeng, the three came to a magnificent building.

"Tianxiang Pavilion!"

Looking at the exquisite attic with high red lanterns in front of him, Ji Mo was a little surprised.

"Drink flower wine?"

Ji Mo couldn't help swallowing.

This Mr. Li is really an honest person, he actually brought himself to Fengyue place.

He's committed to being such a good brother.

Although I visited the flower house in Tianshui City last time, the experience was very bad. This time, I have to see it.

"Bah, not wanting face. This is not the kind of place you think. The Tianxiang Pavilion is full of young people who only perform art. This is an elegant place for literati to discuss poetry and poetry."

Hongxing looked at Ji Mo with disdain.

As expected, this country bumpkin has never seen the world, and he only has unbearable thoughts in his heart, dirty.

"Ahem...Actually, I know a thing or two about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and Fu."

Ji Mo immediately looked upright.

Hong Xing's contemptuous gaze grew stronger, she didn't believe it at all.

"I also understand a little bit, and I will have a chat with Mr. Ji later."

Li Qiufeng raised his hand and entered Tianxiang Pavilion with Ji Mo.

Ji Mo is ready, waiting to be surrounded by a group of wolf-like girls, but the reality is different from what he imagined.

In the hall, there are almost all men.

As for the maids who entertained the guests, their eyes lit up when they first saw Ji Mo, but after they noticed his clothes, they immediately lost interest.

Ji Mo is dressed in coarse linen, clearly a poor man.

On the other hand, Li Qiufeng, dressed in brocade clothes, with beautiful jade hanging on his waist, and the folding fan in his hand was made by a famous artist, and he was warmly welcomed by the maids immediately.

"It's all a romantic place, why is it so realistic here!"

Ji Mo sighed, and couldn't help but miss Huanxilou.

The young lady there is still good, she speaks nicely, treats people with sincerity, and the most important thing is that she is willing to post back.

His impression of Tianxiang Pavilion suddenly changed.

"Don't blame Mr. Ji, this place really values ​​money, but if you have amazing talents, you can still get warm hospitality."

Li Qiufeng explained that there is nothing wrong with the prosperity of the world.

The three of them were seated in an elegant seat.

Behind a bead curtain, there was the melodious sound of a piano.

There was a woman playing the zither and humming lingering songs.

The woman's voice was soft and affectionate, and she also played the guzheng well. After a song, the audience applauded.

subsequently.

The men around seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, rewarding a lot of gold, silver and jewelry.

Behind the bead curtain.

Looking at this scene, Man Yin couldn't help but sneer, man!

She is used to this kind of scene, just playing and singing casually can make these stinky men look obsessed and fascinated.

I actually want to play for these ordinary people, it's like playing the piano to a cow.

However, Man Yin still enjoys all of this, being praised by thousands of men, it feels really good.

No, there's a guy over there who doesn't respond at all.

If you are poor, you don’t need to give a reward, but as a salted fish, wouldn’t you applaud?

And what do you mean by eating and drinking there?

Is this embarrassing me?

Man Yin's eyes suddenly turned cold. She had never met such a man, who was indifferent after listening to own's playing and singing.

"Pretend to be noble, trying to attract my attention? Oh, low-level!"

After thinking about it, Man Yin decided that this was a way to play hard to get.

But how could she be fooled by such a small skill?

"Master Ji, this girl Manyin's piano skills and singing voice are both superb, why didn't you react at all?"

Li Qiufeng was clapping her hands excitedly. After all, she had admired Man Yin for a long time, and now she was very excited to listen to him play at this kind of scene.

But when she saw Ji Mo's appearance of only eating and drinking in a blink of an eye, she was a little stunned.

Although it says please drink, but when you come to this kind of place, there will be people who come to drink and eat.

"Master, Mr. Ji must not like Miss Manyin's performance."

Hong Xing said deliberately.

In her eyes, Ji Mo is just a country bumpkin who can understand such elegant performances.

Just know how to eat, like being reincarnated from a starving ghost, and it's not too embarrassing.