I have a mirror of two realms

Chapter 149 A piece of ice in the jade pot
Bai Lingsheng turned slightly to one side and looked Wang Teng up and down: "May I ask what I call this dear friend?"

"Wang Teng of Qingyuan County, I have met you all."

Wang Teng stood up and cupped his hands towards everyone, imitating what Liu Tuozhi had just done.

"Brother Xian, what do you think of Brother Yu's proposal?"

Liu Tuozhi asked and winked, signaling Wang Teng to agree quickly.

"Well, I don't have any objections here, but I wonder what everyone here thinks?"

Wang Teng pondered for a moment, then raised his gaze to look at everyone present.

"I have no opinion."

"I don't mind either."

Lu Yuandao and Bai Lingsheng spoke one after another, and the others echoed their words.

"Forget it, I'll show off my shame here."

Wang Teng smiled slightly and didn't take the little battle in front of him to heart at all.

Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the desk with steady steps.

"Red Sleeves Recruit Bian Xin"

"It's cold and snowy all day and night in Lu, and I am waiting for guests in the bright red sleeves. Friends and relatives in Anling are asking each other, and a piece of ice core is in the jade pot."

Wang Teng picked up the pen, touched the ink, and hummed softly, writing on the white paper.

He didn't care whether the poems he wrote were consistent or not. Anyway, he was just lending flowers to the Buddha.

Miss Bian in the wing room likes her, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't.

However, as soon as Wang Teng started writing, he suddenly found that everyone around him looked at him in surprise.

At the same time, a stunning beauty with a dazed expression walked out of the side room next to her.

She walked up to Wang Teng with light steps and said, "Bian Xin, the slave, has met Mr. Wang."

"Miss Bian."

Wang Teng nodded slightly and looked at the promiscuous woman in front of him.

He only felt that Bian Xin had bright eyes and white teeth, and a noble temperament, with a hint of melancholy.

"Your Majesty, please come to the private room with me and have a talk."

Bian Xin smiled lightly, a trace of shyness appearing on his pink face.

"and many more!"

Bai Ling stood up suddenly and looked at Bian Xin with an angry look on his face: "The poem recitation is not over yet, what does Miss Bian mean?"

"Ah!"

Bian Xin let out a sweet laugh without even looking at Bai Lingsheng.

Although she was involved in the world, she had no choice but to make friends with real literati, and she hated those young men who came to look for flowers and flowers.

Unfortunately, in her eyes, Bai Lingsheng and Lu Yuandao were the kind of young men who came to Hongxiu to look for flowers.

On the contrary, Wang Teng, who had just arrived, composed a poem, which was more in line with Bian Xin's wishes.

"Then it's better to be respectful than obedient."

Wang Teng didn't bother to talk to Bai Lingsheng who was beside him, and followed Bian Xin into the wing.

"A piece of ice core is in the jade pot!"

Lu Yuandao's eyes almost burst into flames, and he read out through gritted teeth.

He was not as restless as Bai Lingsheng, and he had learned the art of forbearance.

However, the attitude shown by Bian Xin just now made everyone present understand what was going on.

"Brother Liu, this wise brother of yours who is new to Fucheng is really quite capable!"

Bai Lingsheng was furious and looked at Liu Tuozhi mockingly.

"Brother Bai, Brother Lu, this"

Liu Tuozhi shook his head and sighed, not knowing how to explain it clearly.

"Bai Lingsheng, we have to admit that our skills are inferior to others. There is no need to worry about our own reputation."

Lu Yuandao squinted his eyes and regained his mood in the blink of an eye.

"Lu Yuandao, don't say such sarcastic words here. I, Bai Lingsheng, just can't swallow this breath!" Bai Lingsheng said bitterly, and then walked away with a cold face and rolled up his sleeves.

"Brother Liu, I hope I can introduce you to that worthy brother."

Lu Yuandao turned around and smiled.

"Brother Lu is a humble gentleman, Liu will definitely convey the message to the wise brother."

Liu Tuozhi nodded, no longer fawning over the other party before.

"Okay, then Lu will also take a step to say goodbye first."

Lu Yuandao stood up, cupped his hands, and said goodbye to everyone present in a very graceful manner.

After he and Bai Lingsheng left for a while, the others started whispering among themselves.

Immediately afterwards, the guests on the second floor stood up and left one after another.

"Bian Xin also wants to thank Mr. Wang for his poem."

Bian Xin gave him a salute in a thoughtful manner, his eyes filled with affection.

The one who knows her is Wang Teng!
"Miss Bian, please don't be polite. I'm just trying to catch a duck and join in the fun."

Wang Teng smiled bitterly, having no confidence in the poems he had modified.

If there is anything good about his modified poem, I am afraid that only the original famous line is left.

Bian Xin bit her teeth lightly and opened her plump red lips slightly: "Now that the prince is here, let him be at peace. How about the servants playing the piano for him to entertain him?"

"Alright."

Wang Teng nodded slightly, his eyes full of expectation.

He has always heard that these prostitutes are good at singing and dancing, and are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Now that I can see it with my own eyes, it is a beautiful thing.

Moreover, compared to those young club models in modern society, this Bian Xin has a noble and slightly melancholy temperament. She is charming but elegant at the same time, which is really dazzling.

Wang Teng calmed down and listened to Bian Xin playing the piano, and he was immersed in it unknowingly.

"In Anlingfu City, let's use the red sleeve tactics."

Bian Xin played the piano with both hands while briefly telling anecdotes about Anling Mansion and the story of the red sleeves attracting a pink beauty.

"This song should only be found in the sky, and it can be heard a few times in the world!"

Wang Teng took a sip of tea and praised Bian Xin's piano skills.

"Young Master Wang is overly praised. The slave family's meager skills are worthy of such praise from the Young Master."

Bian Xin's eyes flickered and he smiled sweetly.

She suddenly felt that she was fascinated by Wang Teng's unparalleled literary talent, and she was deeply impressed in her heart.

"I dare not lie. This piece of music played by Miss Bian is indeed the only one Wang has heard in his life."

Wang Teng's smile was sunny and warm, giving people a feeling of incomparable sincerity.

"Hey, after hearing what the prince said, I suddenly feel that the people I met in the past are just mediocre."

Bian Xin sighed with emotion, and the melancholy in his expression became a little more intense.

It's a pity that she has been living in the world since she was a child. It's so difficult to meet a good person.

Wang Teng felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he quickly found a random topic: "Look at the beautiful paintings in this wing. Does Miss Bian like painting?"

When Bian Xin heard Wang Teng ask about his painting, he immediately became excited: "I know a little about the slave family, but Prince Wang is also interested in painting?"

"Well, small achievements are not worth showing off."

Wang Teng smiled lightly, his handsome face full of confidence.

He only had a rough introduction to poetry, poetry, and poetry, but he was very proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

With the help of cheats like the Light of Destiny, learning is not difficult at all.

"Bian Xin asked boldly, but I wonder if the prince can leave a masterpiece for the slave family?"

Bian Xin's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

She is known as "the best in calligraphy and painting" in Hongxiuzhao. She is good at both regular script and orchid painting.

When she heard that Wang Teng also knew this, she was immediately happy.

(End of this chapter)