I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 484 Keep a low profile?

Everyone eagerly pulled out the young master's information, Lin Chuqian saw that the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and couldn't help feeling flustered.

The development of the situation is by a bit out of control.

Fortunately, Lin Chuqian had an idea to put things right.

Under the bright sunshine, a handsome young man came out from the back door of the Lin Mansion, with a thin body and a face like a crown of jade.

Lin Chuqian tidied up her clothes, held a folding fan with a breezy face, and boasted that she looked like a talented man.

Leaving the mansion alone, he half-hid his face with a folding fan to prevent others from seeing his true face.

I wanted to imitate TV and get a fake beard or something, but after looking at the mirror for a long time, I felt that it was an act of deception, so I might as well go out openly.

Keep a low profile.

Walking on the street, she saw a stall selling masks in front of her from a distance. She had a flash of inspiration and went forward to pick out a fox mask.

After wearing it, half of her face is covered, and her slightly drooping almond eyes are matched with the enchanting fox, which makes her quite enchanting, and the looming winking eyes are even more mysterious.

It's the full and slightly turned corners of her mouth that make her look like a little girl.

Lin Chuqian clicked her teeth in pain, comforting herself was just fake.After paying the money, hold your head up high, and swagger across the market with your head held high.

With confident lips and a coquettish folding fan in his hand, a romantic character is born.

Lin Chuqian, who felt good about herself, felt that she was very aggressive!
After strutting in the street for a while, Lin Chuqian stepped into Yuedanping pretending to be unintentional.

The literati and scholars talking and laughing in front of him didn't notice him at first.

Lin Chuqian coughed lightly, walked over the crowd to the scroll, looked at the vigorous and powerful characters on it, and patted the shoulder of a scholar next to him pretending to be ignorant.

"May I ask you, brother, what is the purpose of hanging this poem here?"

The scholar looked back and saw that he was a strange young man, polite but wearing a mask.

Scholars are always polite, and when I heard his question, I felt that he must be from another place. He just arrived in the capital, and he didn't even know the rules of Yuedanping.

Quickly cupping his hands, he explained politely: "This is the first couplet written by Yue Danping. If someone can correctly write the second couplet, then the landscape map of Duke Zhou placed in the middle will belong to him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuqian cupped her hands in a bow, and said in a flat tone, "It's such a good thing in the world to be able to get everyone's masterpiece so easily."

The scholar gave him a deep look, his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.

It seemed to say that she didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so she uttered wild words.

"Young master, I saw that you were young, but I didn't expect you to speak so loudly. Do you know that it has been more than half a month since this poem was posted and no one can match it?"

The scholar was about to get angry, but Lin Chuqian was still smiling.

She stepped forward slightly, and said with a smile: "Oh? This poem stumped everyone here, it's really incredible."

To other people's ears, it was unbelievable for her to say this.

As soon as she finished speaking, the audience couldn't help but focus on her.

Everyone was surprised to find that a thin young man wearing a fox mask appeared on the screen of Yuedan.

'He' is holding a folding fan, lazily and unrestrainedly, unexpectedly unrestrained and unrestrained that doesn't match all the scholars present.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away." Lin Chuqian raised the corners of her mouth, looked at the verses in the scroll and read: "Thousands of paths and people are gone."

The scholar who originally thought she was self-righteous was shocked on the spot, and everyone present looked at her in astonishment.

No one expected that this strange boy with a mask would meet the second couplet that they had been thinking about for half a month but couldn't match.

Moreover, it has been less than half a quarter of an hour since he came in. Just now, he was angry with the other party and spouting nonsense, but he didn't want him to just tell the truth.

Facing everyone's eyes, Lin Chuqian smiled slightly, and asked modestly, "I don't know how Xiaosheng's next couplet is?"

After the audience was completely silent, there was an uproar, and everyone's eyes were eager for an instant, and they saw a piece of sweet pastry repeatedly.

There was noise all around, and a middle-aged man walked over from the crowd.

"Excuse me, is this young master the one who wrote a poem in a teahouse some time ago?"

Lin Chuqian raised her eyes and saw that the visitor was refined and refined, with a long beard.

The person who came looked familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Old man Xia Yuanming, I don't know this young master's name?" Xia Yuanming stepped forward and bowed his hands.

Lin Chuqian was taken aback, but she didn't expect it to be him.Hastily cupped his hands in return, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

I have made a good disguise to come here, but I haven't thought of the name of the vest yet.

Seeing that she was hesitant, Xia Yuanming couldn't help but asked in doubt: "This young master doesn't show his true face, so it's possible that he can't even tell his name?"

"Of course not." Lin Chuqian coughed lightly, and explained solemnly: "Xiaosheng looks amazing, in order not to attract attention, he had no choice but to use a mask to cover it up, and I hope you don't mind."

Amazing looking?

The people present couldn't help complaining, wearing a mask so as not to attract attention?
But wearing a mask is more eye-catching, right?

Xia Yuanming didn't point it out, but smiled happily and nodded, waiting for her to report herself.

Name this thing?

Since it's a vest, it's understandable if the name is scribbled casually.

Lin Chuqian, who had regained her composure, bowed her hands generously to everyone present, raised the corners of her mouth when she got up, opened the folding fan with a snap, and said in a suave manner: "Xiaosheng doesn't change his name when he walks, or his surname when he sits, and his surname is Wang." Two dogs."

Wang Ergou.

Xia Yuanming couldn't help being embarrassed, he didn't expect her name to be so ordinary.He came back to his senses, bowed his hands politely and said: "Prince Wang."

"You are polite, you can call Xiaosheng Ergou."

Lin Chuqian returned the salute solemnly, being amused by her sudden wit and wickedness.

Xia Yuanming coughed lightly. "Let's call him Prince Wang!"

"It's just a title, Mr. Xia doesn't have to worry about it." Lin Chuqian smiled lightly.

Xia Yuanming's face softened because of her call Mr. Xia. Although the previous boy behaved strangely and spoke inappropriately, he was talented and respectful to him, and he knew how to call him Mr. Xia.

"I don't know that the one who got the golden hairpin by inscribing a poem in the teahouse earlier was the prince?" Xia Yuanming asked again.

Lin Chuqian was showing no modesty at this time, holding a folding fan, smiling and nodding triumphantly. "Exactly."

Hearing her accurate answer, everyone present was in an uproar again.

No wonder she can match the next couplet without thinking.

Isn't she the mysterious man who won Prime Minister He in the teahouse?

The miraculous man who was rumored in the streets and alleys of the capital unexpectedly appeared.Moreover, it matched the poems written by Prime Minister He. It is no wonder that such a talented person is a bit arrogant.

Although Xia Yuanming had expected it, he was still a little surprised. After bowing his hands, he looked at Lin Chuqian with admiration and enthusiasm. "This son wrote such a good sentence today, then the landscape map of Duke Zhou will belong to you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and ordered someone to take the masterpiece of the master, and offered it with both hands.

Lin Chuqian didn't answer, but smiled slightly, and asked again, "Xiaosheng has an unfeeling request. I wonder if Mr. Xia can agree?"

"My lord, please tell me."

Lin Chuqian smiled naughtily, raised her head and chest, pretending to be righteous. "Can you give this painting to Miss Ye Zhaojun on behalf of Xiaosheng?"

"Of course." Xia Yuanming was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react in his heart, he answered with his mouth.

"Then there is Mr. Rausch."

(End of this chapter)