Ye Tian's words were so reasonable that the onlookers cheered for the couple.
The man saved the beauty, and the woman gave her body to him. Such a perfect scene, how beautiful!
As the saying went, one should not wash one's dirty linen in public. Now that everyone knew, Cai Yong had no choice but to agree to this marriage even if he did not want to.
"Alright, alright, quickly enter the house. Father has instructed the kitchen to prepare a table of dishes for you. You've lost weight after rushing for so long.”Cai Yong couldn't be bothered to care whether Ye Tian was worthy of being his son-in-law or not. Family matters were better settled behind closed doors.
"Yes, thank you, Daddy." Cai Yan secretly let out a little fragrance. She pulled Ye Tian into the residence.
The Cai Residence had a good standard of living, and the food was to Ye Tian's taste. He wolfed down four large plates and three large bowls.
"Are you full?" Cai Yan asked as Ye Tian put down his bowl and chopsticks. She did not eat at all.
"I'm full." Ye Tian nodded in satisfaction. This kind of life wasn't too bad. He had to eat and wear whatever he wanted. He even had a beautiful woman to accompany him during a meal, although his father-in-law's expression wasn't too good.
"Do you want to eat some fruit?" Cai Yan asked.
"Do you have grapes?"
"Yes." Cai Yan nodded. She shouted at the servant girl who was cleaning up the dishes,"Xiao He, wash some grapes after you're done.”
"Yes, Miss." Xiao He agreed.
"Ye Tian, right?" Elder Cai finally couldn't help but say," You got my precious daughter without saying a word. I really don't understand. What methods did you use?”
His daughter, Old Master Cai, knew very well that her arrogance was not something that ordinary men could tame.
The man in front of her seemed to have no good points other than being pretty.
Therefore, Old Man Cai suspected that this kid had used some unusual means to get his daughter.
"Yan 'er, do you know how to play the zither?" Ye Tian didn't answer Cai Yong's question directly, instead asking Cai Yan a question that was completely irrelevant.
Cai Yan paused for a moment, then nodded and ordered a servant girl to bring her guqin. She looked at Ye Tian affectionately and rose to her feet, her jewelry clanging as she slowly stepped back like an actor from a thousand years ago. Her posture was elegant, and she sat down in front of the guqin, her fingers lightly playing the music. The beautiful syllables jumped out like flowing water, stringing each note together into the most beautiful melody.
Cai Yan would sometimes frown, sometimes shy and reserved, sometimes smiling, her lips always slightly pouting, her sex appeal moist. Ye Tian really wanted to become the zither string she was playing, letting her slender fingers dance on his body, kissing and lingering with her, creating the most beautiful music.
The stream gurgled, the spring gurgled, the waterfall was like a curtain, and the valley was fragrant. Cai Yan easily used a string of happy and sad notes to create a beautiful paradise, a pure world, a paradise or a paradise on earth?
Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals, men do not easily shed tears.
Ye Tian clapped his hands and sang, his voice sad but not sad, gentle but not soft:
How much hate
Last night in my dream.
It's still like the old days when I visited Shangyuan,
The chariots are like flowing water, the horses are like dragons,
the flower moon is just in spring breeze.
Those loves and hates had been buried by the wind and dust of time. They no longer touched the pain in his heart. When he dreamed of returning to his hometown, he was still walking through the lights and feasting. That was his world, but he did not know if there would be a day when he would go back!
Perhaps one day, he would sit by the river with his beloved woman in his arms under the green trees and watch the mandarin ducks and fish play."Actually, I'm not from this world.”
"Then why did you come to this world?"”
"For you." Ye Tian laughed heartily.
"Hmph, sweet talk." She pouted, but her heart was as sweet as honey.
"You don't like it?"
"No, I like it."
……
The zither music stopped, but the memories were still there. His infatuated eyes shone brightly, and tears could be seen at the bottom of his eyes.
"The person is beautiful and the zither is also beautiful.”Ye Tian applauded.
Cai Yan smiled and bowed slightly,""Brother Ye praises me too much. Brother Ye's improvised poem is moving: 'How much hate,
Last night in my dream.
may also
In old days I roamed the upper gardens,
The chariots are like flowing water, the horses are like dragons,
The flower moon is in the spring breeze. Brother Ye was talented and Yan 'er admired him.”
If Cai Yan had been in love with Ye Tian in the past, after listening to this poem, it was only infatuation.
Cai Yan felt that he could not compare to such a beautiful poem.
Even Cai Yong's expression changed. He had thought that he was a country bumpkin, but now it seemed that he was actually a talented hermit!
Zhiyin! A bosom friend!
He finally understood why his daughter liked Ye Tian.
Ye Tian smiled and bowed to Cai Yan, saying,""As the saying goes, if you hear the Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening! I listened to the immortal music, which lingered around the beam for three days, so that I didn't want to eat or drink. As for this poem, I was so in love that I spoke nonsense. My father-in-law and Yan 'er saw it. I've sinned, I've sinned."
Ye Tian couldn't help but plagiarize other people's terms, but now he could only say that it was nonsense. When the Southern Dynasty's Latter Ruler Li Yu found out, he was furious and came to Ye Tian to question him: You brat, my country is already dead, yet you're making such a sentimental poem. You say it's nonsense, which is the greatest insult to my artistic creation. I want to duel with you!
Cai Yan returned Ye Tian's bow, saying seriously,""Brother Ye's words are eloquent and full of talent, Yan 'er has never seen such talent before. Even though Brother Ye's poem doesn't conform to the rules of the current rhythm, but that kind of fresh and free style is unprecedented in history. Brother Ye's poem is not only novel, but its meaning is also quite profound. Even my father and I are ashamed of our inferiority.”
Was this called treating each other respectfully?
Ye Tian wasn't used to it. Beauty Yan 'er, you're too polite to me.
Ye Tianxin felt ashamed. How could he know how to compose poems? When he was young, he had composed a few poems to deceive young girls. Who knew that the effect would be so good? He could hook up with a girl and a pair of girls. In fact, his poems were just adapted and pieced together to make them his own. From then on, Ye Tian fell in love with Tang poetry and Song poetry, and he would often write a few lines. Who would have thought that he would inadvertently become a literary hero in this era? Actually, he was a thief in the literary world.
Speaking of which, he had originally forgotten many poems, but ever since he started cultivating, he seemed to have remembered the things he had forgotten in the past.
"This Xiaoyao, what is the name of this poem?”Cai Yong had to admit that he was mesmerized by Ye Tian's words. How could he not be moved by such a famous poem?
"Butterfly Love Flower." Ye Tian smiled faintly." Father-in-law, since you like this poem so much, why don't you let your son-in-law make a fool of himself and splash some ink for you?"”
"Haha, that's good, that's good.”Cai Yong laughed heartily, sizing Ye Tian up once more. How could he not have noticed him earlier? Daughter, oh daughter, you have good taste, finding such a good son-in-law for your old father.
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