If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

The lord sneered and said, "Oh? May I ask which beauty is so favored by you?"

An Le pursed his lips, and many faces flashed in his mind. In the end, An Le uttered a sentence: "Painting boats on Guhu Lake, stunning dancer—"

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows and twitched his mouth, "I don't believe it."

An Le: "..."

"unless--"

An Le's eyes brightened.

"You show me the evidence."

An Le narrowed his eyes and said, "What evidence does your lord want to see?"

The county magistrate stroked the half-worn brush, the tip of which was still stained with wet ink.

"Didn't you write a letter to that beauty? Where's the letter?"

An Le's face changed slightly, "Sent."

"Bring it back to the officer."

"--Yes."

The adult got the answer, stood up with a sneer, glanced at the things on the table, "I'll get it right now."

An Le said reluctantly: "Yes."

Only then did the lord turn around and leave.

An Le looked at the pen and paper on the table, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

……

The man in black stood beside the magistrate, "My lord, could it be that An Le really wrote to that dancer?"

The magistrate smiled contemptuously and said, "Do you believe it?"

The man in black curled his lips and said, "I don't believe it."

The adult said again: "You don't believe it, why should I believe it?"

The man in black said: "Since this is the case, why did An Le lie?"

"It's just an excuse. I want to see what he uses as evidence." The county magistrate took a sip of tea slowly.

"Ke Anle can still make a few articles to fool her."

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't believe that he has such a talent for writing. If he really has, why should he live this kind of life in this small Ding'an County in the south of the Yangtze River?"

The man in black thought of one of the four great talents in the capital back then, and now the right minister in the court. His quatrains at that time caused a sensation in the capital and was praised by the emperor as the best in the world. He is already the right prime minister who controls half of the world in the middle of the court.

If An Le really had such talent, he would naturally not be unknown in Ding'an County.

Thinking of this, the man in black asked curiously, "But why did he use the dancing girl as an excuse?"

The adult was startled, thought for a while and said, "Probably because of the beauty of the dancer, after all, her beauty is so-called unparalleled—"

The man in black smiled and said, "You actually used one of the twin concubines as an excuse. I wonder if he is bold or ignorant?"

The adults chuckled and sipped tea.

……

At this moment, Anle is on his way to Guhu in the neighboring county, and just as the adults said, Anle is sighing about how to lie.

It would take half a day at the fastest to go to Guhu Moyue in the neighboring county, but An Le didn't bring a pen and paper with her, so she had to think of countermeasures.

Half a day said it was neither fast nor slow, and some thoughts were running around in Anle's mind. After a while, Anle saw the faint outline of the neighboring county.

An Le said to the coachman, "Hurry up and get to the boat on Guhu Lake as soon as possible."

The coachman responded and galloped across the street, waving his whip.

It was noon when An Le set foot on the boat.

When An Le was about to find the dancer, she saw a woman coming, and she bowed to An Le respectfully.

"Where is the dancer?" An Le asked quickly.

The woman was taken aback, and replied: "Rest in the upstairs room."

"I want to see her."

The woman wondered: "Master, you are really joking, but the dancer girl can be seen by anyone who wants to see her?"

An Le pursed her lips, and said again: "Please ask the girl to wear it, and say that a person surnamed An is looking for her."

The woman thought for a while, then looked at An Le, and said, "Mr. An, please wait first." After finishing speaking, she hurried upstairs.

The woman knocked on the door of the dancer's room and said, "A handsome young man surnamed An is looking for you."

Not long after, the door was opened, only to see a gorgeous beauty wearing red makeup, with three bright red peonies painted on her face.

The dancer nodded in understanding.

The woman was startled, "Miss wants to see him?" The dancer nodded, then turned and went back to the room, leaving the door open.

The woman hurried downstairs to find Anle.

"The dancer wants to see you, come with me."

An Le followed the woman upstairs.

The woman said with a smile: "You must know that dancers don't like to see people very much, this is your blessing."

An Le smiled and said, "Naturally, I have admired her for a long time."

The woman covered her mouth and said with a smile: "My lord, let's get rid of this thought. The dancer seems to be unwilling to get involved in these things."

An Le just smiled.

When she came to the dancer's room, the woman bowed and left.

Seeing that the door was closed, An Le turned around and smiled wryly at the dancer, "I'm in trouble."

The dancer girl was sitting in front of the mirror straightening her temples, she didn't even raise her eyebrows at what An Le said.

An Le walked to her side, straightened her loose black hair, and picked out a golden hairpin to tie her hair.

It wasn't until Wu Ji's black hair was carefully taken care of that Wu Ji faced An Le face to face.

An Le said: "My lord knows about my letter with the four ghosts."

The dancer looked contemptuous.

An Le said again: "I said that I was writing a letter to a beautiful woman to express my feelings."

The dancer raised her eyebrows.

An Le smiled wryly, "That's right, the beauty is you."

The dancer turned around again and began to trace her eyebrows.

An Le quickly laughed and said, "Everyone got to know each other anyway, you won't even do this little favor, will you?"

An Le saw the dancer in the mirror give him a blank look.

"My lord asked me to give him the evidence—"

The dancer understood and pointed to the table at the side, on which were a stack of paper, an inkstone and a pen.

An Le immediately showed her face, she was extraordinarily beautiful, and said, "I knew you wouldn't do anything to help—"

An Le started writing and wrote five poems profusely. The dancer was just dressing up, so she got up and found a large stack of letters, picked and picked from them, and took out a few letters that were slightly similar to An Le's font, and filled them up for him.

"In this way, we can probably hide it for a while," An Le secretly thought, and soon a woman said at the door: "Miss, it's time."

An Le waited until she was going to dance in the hall, and then signaled her to let her go first.

The dancer covered her veil and opened the door, and went out.

Unexpectedly, the dancer girl didn't leave for a long time, and the woman went back and said, "Mr. An, someone is looking for you."

An Le's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, the woman said again: "He claims to be Mr. An's master."

An Le's heart sank again, and he responded slowly.

"The young master wants to see you immediately and tells you to bring the letter down."

An Le touched his forehead and said, "Understood."

Downstairs, the county magistrate was waiting with raised eyebrows, and the man in black beside him said, "Didn't your lord say that An Le can't do any tricks? Why come to Guhu?"

The county magistrate said: "Just in case."

Sure enough, An Le came down with the letter.

An Le sneered at the adults, "Your Excellency is really impatient."

The adult disdainfully said: "I'm afraid of you, a villain, it's always good to be considerate."

An Le curled her lips, slandering: "A sage has a lot of worries, and there is bound to be a loss."

The county magistrate extended his hand.

An Le handed over the letter.

The lord opened the first letter, and there was a poem in his eyes, he flipped through it hastily, frowned and said: "You really wrote these things for this dancer?"

An Le said: "Why should I lie to adults."

The lord raised his eyebrows, "Since you wrote them all, you should be able to recite a few of them, right?"

"..."

The county magistrate said contemptuously: "Back it."

An Le gritted her teeth and said, "It's not good to chant love poems in front of everyone, let alone chant to adults?"

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows, glanced around, and said again: "Since you don't sing to me, why don't you chant to the dancer? Isn't she dancing in the hall?"

"..."

Coerced by the adults, An Le moved slowly into the hall, only to see that the red dress was extremely eye-catching, and the dancing beauty was heavily made up, and the three peonies at the corners of her eyebrows made her even more charming.

"Sing it."

An Le pursed her lips and remained silent.

The adults laughed disdainfully.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a zither, soft and ethereal, cleansing my mind, accompanied by the dancing of the dancer, it made people more happy.

My lord listened carefully to the sound of the zither, but also listened to the chanting on the side——

"□□Among thousands of people's favourites, dancing and shaking in the lake, frowning and smiling all over the country and getting drunk, only when I look back can I feel the root of love—"

The county magistrate looked at An Le, and saw that he was staring at the gorgeous woman in red, with a soft complexion and curved mouth, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

The surrounding crowd began to make noise, talking about An Le.

At this time, the dancer girl stopped and turned around, looking at An Le with a calm expression.

Everyone also watched with great interest.

An Le smiled and said: "The stunning beauty is elegant and beautiful, I don't know if there is a destiny for me?"

The adults on the side pursed their lips, staring at An Le in silence.

The author has something to say:

Anle is not just as simple as stealing ghosts. If you guess correctly, you will be rewarded.Of course I guessed right and I wouldn’t say it? (^?^*)