It had to be said that Lin Ling's craftsmanship was indeed outstanding.
In just over ten minutes, there were already six to seven dishes on the square table in front of them.
Every one of them had the taste of Lu Ze's hometown.
The pleasure boat drifted in the wind, and the gentle breeze ruffled the surface of the lake.
When all the dishes were served, the two of them were ready to feast.
"Thud ~"
The ear-piercing sound of a ship coming to a halt entered his ears.
The two of them were stunned, and they felt that it was dark outside the window.
After exchanging a glance, they looked out at the same time.
He saw a pleasure boat two meters away.
From the window facing them, a charmingly naive smile stretched out.
"Uncle Shen, why are you here?"
Lu Ze was confused, but Lin Ling was overjoyed.
Uncle Shen?
What was going on?
The two of them knew each other?
"Xiaoling, you didn't even tell Uncle Shen that you came to the Southern Province.”
"Fortunately, I reported to your father this morning. I heard that he was fishing in the lake, so I came over to meet him.”
Reporting work?
A special meeting?
Lu Ze looked at Lin Ling suspiciously.
Tsk, it seemed that this 'good at living and cooking' sister next door in front of him had an extraordinary background.
He had been quite strange recently.
The day before yesterday, he had broken the arm of a big shot while fishing. Today, he had used a hidden second-generation heir as a "pillow".
If this continued, he would sink into the river one day.
As he thought about this, the man suddenly looked at Lu Ze meaningfully.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I knew you wouldn't look for me because you came to the Southern Province.”
"It seems like they're in a relationship. They're dating!”
"Then it seems that Uncle Shen was rude and interrupted your good things! Hahaha!"
"Hey, hey, hey. No, it's not like that, Uncle Shen!”
Lin Ling's face turned red and she quickly explained.
"I've been following the eight regiments in Northern River for the past two days. This is Little Lu from the Colorful Banners Art Troupe.”
"He's off today. He likes fishing too, so I brought him to Dongting Lake to fish.”
"Just fishing? Then why did you go through the trouble of making a table full of dishes?”
"Red braised pork, fish-flavored shredded pork. This is your specialty. Your father nags about you every day, but you're not willing to do it for him. I didn't expect this kid to benefit from it."
"Uh, Uncle Shen, what are you thinking? Lu Ze is from Shu City. We don't want to go ashore to eat, so we can make some home-cooked dishes."
"Wait!"
Lin Ling's explanation was suddenly interrupted by the other party.
His originally smiling face slowly sank into seriousness and contemplation.
His gaze wandered around Lin Ling and Lu Ze for a few seconds.
He pointed at Lu Ze.
"You just said that this young man is called…"
"Lu Ze, what's wrong, Uncle Shen?”
"Lu Ze, Lu Ze. Why did this name sound so familiar? It was as if he had just heard it yesterday.”
The man muttered softly, frowning as he tried to recall.
"I remember now! Lu Ze! Was it the Lu Ze who wrote 'Spring River Flower Moonlit Night' for Jiang Province?”
The man's face was full of excitement, while Lin Ling's face was full of shock.
"What 'Moonlit Night on the Spring River'? me. Why haven't I heard of it before?"
"Of course you don't know. Not many people know about this.”
"In front of dozens of experts in the history of the nine provinces, he wrote a famous piece in ten minutes and shocked the entire audience into silence.”
"The leaders of Jiang Province are so happy that they don't even have time to share their joy!”
The man's face was full of smiles as he looked at Lu Ze with admiration and hope.
"The tides of the spring river reach the sea level, and the moon rises on the sea.
Yan Yan with the waves thousands of miles, where the spring river is not bright moon!”
"Unprecedented!”
Lin Ling repeated the poem and looked at Lu Ze in disbelief.
This poem was so beautiful.
Reading it was majestic and full of philosophical thoughts.
He wrote this?
What a joke.
"Uncle Shen, are you mistaken? He was a singer, so how could he know how to write poems?”
"If it's a singer, then there's no problem at all!”
"The news I received is that the author of 'Spring River Flower Moonlit Night' is also a singer!”
"Little Ling, how about this!"
Shen Cheng's mind was spinning rapidly, and his tone was filled with excitement.
"This afternoon, you and Little Lu can go fishing in Dongting Lake in peace!”
"At five o'clock in the afternoon, the Southern Province will be hosting. I'll treat you to dinner!”
"The location is Yueyang Tower, not far from here. The evening scenery is good!”
"You must make her stay for me, please!”
He looked at Lu Ze.
"Little Brother Lu, please do me the honor!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's boat had already left.
From the looks of it, he probably wanted to go ashore as soon as possible to arrange tonight's banquet.
What was this?
Lu Ze was helpless.
He could even be recognized.
As expected, the saying," people are afraid of fame, pigs are afraid of being strong " was too reasonable.
"You, you really know how to write poetry?"
After a long time, Lin Ling's trembling voice entered his ears.
Lu Ze shrugged and sighed.
"Would you believe me if I said I wouldn't?"
"Uncle Shen is already so excited. Of course I don't believe it.”
"Then that's it!"
Lu Ze grinned and picked up his chopsticks.
Lin Ling was absent-minded during the meal.
The four lines of the poem he had just heard echoed in his mind.
During this period, she really wanted to interrupt Lu Ze and ask him what the rest of the content was.
However, looking at the other party's serious expression, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
Finally, when Lu Ze put down his chopsticks in satisfaction, she took the opportunity to ask.
"Hey! "Moonlit Night on the Spring River", at the back. What happened after that?"
"There are twenty-three sentences after that. Which one are you asking?”
"Why don't you read them all?"
"Big Sister, I just finished eating and haven't digested it yet, and you want me to recite poetry!”
"At least give me some time to appreciate the scenery and adjust my condition!”
Lin Ling was stunned.
Then, he got up.
She raised her hand and pulled the headband behind her head. Her hair fluttered as she twisted her waist and made an extremely beautiful and seductive move.
Damn it!
Pure Land of Bliss?
Was he trying so hard?
Lu Ze was dazed at first, then he smiled and leaned back.
His gaze stopped on the other party's dance, and he felt that life was actually so comfortable.
Outside the window, the sun was warm and the birds were flying past.
His voice gradually echoed in the cabin as he danced gently.
"The tides of the spring river reach the sea level, and the moon rises on the sea.”
"Yan Yan follows the waves for thousands of miles, where is there no moon on the spring river?”
"The river twists and turns around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like graupel.”
"The frost in the sky doesn't feel like flying, and the white sand on the pavilion can't be seen.”
"The river and the sky are one color without dust, and the lonely moon in the sky is bright.”
“........”
At this moment, the dance on the lake was light and calm.
However, inside the office building of the Southern Provincial Government in Nanyue City, it was bustling with activity.
After listening to Shen Cheng's introduction, the second-in-command of the Southern Province, Yuan Qing, sat in his office chair.
He bounced up from his seat.
"This is definitely a great opportunity to promote tourism in the Southern Province!”
"Do these two things immediately!”
"First, gather all the heads of the provincial and municipal cultural tourism, publicity, and literature and history departments to Yueyang Tower before five o'clock!”
"Second."
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