Tang Yechong simply tidied up his hairstyle and, picking a black tulip, walked towards Ye Zixuan.
He didn't approach her outrageously like Jin Sheng, but stood with his hands behind his back, emulating an ancient scholar, and began to recite with a shake of his head: "The south wind's balm can soothe the ire my people feel within!"
It must be said that Tang Yechong's way of flirting was quite effective.
At least, he had successfully caught Ye Zixuan's attention.
Wang Hao, a scholar of little learning, didn't understand the poetry that the great scholar Tang was reciting, and asked with a frown, "Girl, what's he mumbling about?"
Ye Zixuan blinked and replied, "It's from 'The Family Sayings of Confucius, The Discourse on Music'!"
Seeing Ye Zixuan take the bait, Tang Yechong seized the opportunity to approach and, with a gentlemanly smile, said, "Beautiful miss, it seems you also appreciate the poetry of the pre-Qin era!"
