Two bent eyebrows seem to be frowning but not frowning, and one pair of eyes seem to be happy but not happy and affectionate.

The state of mind brings sorrow to both faces, and the contempt of the whole body is sick.

To briefly describe Lin Meimei, she is sick and cute.

Wang Xiao knew that although Lin Meimei looked timid on the surface, she was unwilling to be ordinary in her heart.

Living in a high-walled courtyard all year round, she has a heart that wants to go out and make a living.

This is not only expressed by the wish made by Lin Meimei. In the original work, Lin Meimei is sensitive and sharp-tongued.

She was unwilling to be a well-behaved lady from a family.

"oh."

Wang Xiao nodded, stepped to the stone table and put down the food. Then he said calmly, "I was busy with Lord Lin before, and forgot to prepare dishes for the lady. I wanted to bring this place to find Zijuan. Since the lady is here, I will use it directly."

Even Mr. Xixi is not in line with the rules for Lin Daiyu to eat in front of a man outside.

But when Wang Xiao mentioned Lin Ruhai, she subconsciously remembered that it was Wang Xiao who saved her father.

When she came to her senses, Wang Xiao had already set up a painting board on the side and began to adjust the colors of the scenery in the painting garden.

If you draw pictures of ladies directly, you will definitely make Lin Meimei shyly leave, so Wang Xiao painted the scenery.

As an experienced expert in flirting with girls, when and what to do is a job for Wang Xiao.

Seeing that Wang Xiao had already started painting seriously, Lin Meimei was embarrassed to say, "I don't want to eat in front of you."

In desperation, he had to sit down next to the stone table under Zijuan's service and ate in small bites.

If she avoided Wang Xiao unnaturally at the beginning, she would not care about anything after she officially started eating.

There is no way, her appetite has been tricked by Wang Xiao's craftsmanship these days.

A girl of Lin’s age has almost no resistance to food.

Zijuan beside her looked at her lady who was eating dishes with relief.

Since she arrived at Lin Daimei, she has never seen her lady have such a happy time to eat.

The ability to cook when the God of Cooking can make people cry and collapse, and cure anorexia is not something that can be done.

Because Wang Xiao likes to sleep in, he only cooks lunch and supper for Lin Meimei.

Lin Daimei, who had not had breakfast before, despised the food in the kitchen at noon, so she gave up after taking a few bites.

In other words, from last night to now, I haven't had formal food for more than ten hours.

Hunger and delicious, Lin Meimei was still unsatisfied with eating two dishes, one soup and a small bowl of rice.

Although the dishes served in the south are much smaller than those in the north.

If you can compare Lin Meimei’s previous appetite, it is simply a miracle.

After wiping the corners of his mouth, Lin Meimei, who was still unsatisfied, took the tea from Zijuan and took a sip. Then she looked at Wang Xiao who was painting seriously.

Because Wang Xiao was facing her back, Lin Meimei could only look at his back at this time.

‘Although her appearance is not as good as Baoyu, if she has a back view...’

Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.

The ladies of the family have been locked in high-walled courtyards since childhood and cannot access the outside world.

But they are humans, not machines that drink oil. People will be curious. The more they don’t let them touch the outside world, the more they want to do that in their hearts.

If I really run away from home or something, I will definitely not dare.

But there is another way to let them understand the outside world, that is, reading.

Well, it is the so-called banned book.

It is a book like the West Chamber, the Peony Pavilion, the Palace of Eternal Life, and the Peach Blossom Fan.

There is no need to say much about the things described in the book, just know that Lin Meimei is not a real good girl.

She must have read these books, so she can read them well, and her figure and other things are natural.

Needless to say, Wang Xiao would have a creamy face like Jia Baoyu. I guess he would feel nauseous and vomit.

Body shape and other things are even more funny. Men in this era basically wear long gowns.

Under this kind of coat and big sleeves, unless it is the governor's physique, there is nothing to be seen.

Soon, Lin Meimei focused on Wang Xiao's paintings.

‘Hey~~~’

Lin Meimei said in surprise, "This painting..."

She subconsciously got up and walked over, standing aside and watching Wang Xiao finish painting.

"How about this painting?" Wang Xiao put down his brush and asked without looking back.

Lin Meimei said sincerely, "The artistic conception is profound and beautifully expresses the meaning of falling flowers."

Wang Xiao's paintings are falling flowers, and they are paintings of petals falling under the spring breeze in the back garden.

And his painting skills have long been at the level of top masters under the tempering of so many worlds.

The paintings are beautiful and artistic, which naturally attracts Lin Daimei's attention.

Of course, this is not enough.

Lin Meimei is a young literary girl. Her simple painting skills are far from attracting her, so Wang Xiao has to add something.

He picked up a brush and grind the ink, and then wrote "Fallen Flowers" for the painting book.

After that, there is the public copy time that everyone likes to read.

He wrote a poem in the blank space of his painting.

‘The vast sorrow of separation is slanting in the sun, and the whip is whip eastward and the end of the world is the end of the world.’

‘Fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.’

The historical period of Dream of Red Mansions is already very late, and the masterpieces that should be released have already been released.

This made Wang Xiao’s literary porter a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, there were still some excellent poems in the later period of this historical period, and the work of copying the public could barely be done.

Of course, compared with the kind of direct distorting the entry point of the world line, one song became famous, and two songs were directly famous all over the world. All kinds of girls were attracted by literary talent, and some sons who came from a moth to a fire were still far behind.

There have been many famous poems in the original work of Dream of Red Mansions, and the time point can be directly inferred.

If you want to be an excellent copycat, you have to completely enter the timeline from this aspect and actively annihilate all those people before the protagonist can be the original.

Fortunately, Wang Xiao never relies on his mouth... Why does this sound weird?

He impressed the girl with his real talent and knowledge. Wen Zhuan Gong and other things are just icing on the cake.

Sure enough, Lin Daiyu, as a young literary woman, was immediately attracted by this poem.

Especially the saying, "Fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers." It is simply perfectly in line with Lin Daimei's sick and delicate thoughts.

Looking at Lin Meimei's chanting in a daze, even her pretty face gradually felt sad. Wang Xiao couldn't help but want to laugh.

This person really likes to be sad about spring and autumn. It's just a nice poem, and there is no need to make up for such an exaggerated mind.

Wang Xiao shook his head, took down the painting and placed it on the stone table.

Then pack up the painting tools and leave.

Lin Meimei subconsciously shouted, "Sir, your painting."

Wang Xiao raised his hand and waved his hand behind him, "Paintings express emotions. My emotions have been vented on the paintings, so there is no need. If you like it, just take it."

If this were a well-behaved lady from a noble family, she would probably not dare to accept gifts from outsiders.

But Lin Meimei has a heart that is unwilling to be ordinary, and she really likes this poem.

So even though I had a different mood in my heart, I finally chose to take it back.

The reason is very simple. Those two lines of poetry obviously touched Lin Daimei.

"Sir, very talented."

A scholar who has talent but not talent is not the same as seeing whether he can pass the imperial examination, he is also looking at poetry.

If you write well in poetry, you will be praised as a talented man and will be highly sought after.

Just like the famous Tang Jieyuan, even though he lost his career because of his involvement in the crime and corruption case, he was still sought after as a talented man with his poetry.

People who write poetry have similar status as those in the modern world.

But talented people rely on their own talents, and the celebrities...

In the following days, Lin Ruhai relied on Wang Xiao to use his true energy to extend his life and provide energy. He led the salt dirt to attack the salt merchants' warehouses where private salt were stored, and cut off their way to transport private salt.

The salt merchants have already started to attack him directly, so what else is Lin Ruhai’s concern?

If it weren't for knowing that all salt merchants had raised a large number of private salt merchants who wanted money and life, and worried that excessive force would lead to their inability to jump over the wall, Lin Ruhai would even take direct action against the salt merchants.
To be continued...