Seeing Fu Xie's expression moved, Zhu Ming begged softly: "Thank you, Fu, help me."
Xie Fu sighed: "I can ghostwrite this poem for you today, but you must agree to my request. From today on, you must work hard on reading and writing."
Zhu Ming nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to help me, I will agree to whatever you say."
Xie Fu took up his pen and wrote a poem: The wind and rain came to someone's house on the couch, and the flowers shook for a night and lost their souls. The spring light has passed with the flowers, and it is dusk after sitting for a long time dressing up.
Zhu Ming didn't even ask what was written. He took the poem and was about to leave happily. Xie Fu stopped Zhu Ming and said, "Don't leave yet."
Zhu Ming stopped and asked, "Thank you, Fu, is there anything else?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Put the poem aside for now. I will teach you how to write today."
Zhu Ming frowned when he heard this, but when he thought about asking Fu for help in the future, he had to reluctantly agree.
It took Fu Xie a full hour to teach Zhu Ming to write his name crookedly with a pen.
Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Fu said, "Okay, that's it for tonight."
Zhu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this kind of thing was really torturous. Just as he was about to leave, Xie Fu stopped him again and said: "You can use this ink, paper and inkstone first. With these two words Zhu Ming, tomorrow you will
Write it a hundred times."
Zhu Ming was shocked when he heard this, and begged: "Can you please stop doing this?"
Return to Yinglou, the single courtyard where Lan Ning lives.
Lan Ning was dressed up today, luxurious and graceful, as if she were waiting for a king to come. She sat leaning on the railing without being lazy or rude.
Today is not a cloudy day, it will be about three o'clock in the morning, and it is already very hot outside. In addition to the green lotus and red lotus in the pond, which are full of energy, the flowers and plants in the courtyard have been drooped in the sun, and Lan Ning's cheeks are also red from the heat.
Fragrant sweat dripped silently down the temples to the ground.
"Miss, it's too hot, let's go back to the house."
"Wait a little longer. If I go back and this white dove suddenly comes, wouldn't I miss it?"
"Miss, you are an courtesan. Only people are waiting for you, but now you are waiting for a pigeon."
Lan Ning smiled: "Oiran ladies are also human beings. This young master actually has such painstaking efforts. Why shouldn't I be more sincere?"
Juaner scolded: "Why hasn't this damn pigeon come? In the past, I didn't want you to come, but it just cooed and disturbed people's leisure. Today, I'm waiting for you to come, but you won't come."
Juan'er's funny words didn't make Lan Ning laugh. Lan Ning was already feeling a little melancholy after being so excited in the morning. The feeling of "waiting" was really not good.
Seeing that Lan Ning's face was dripping with sweat, Juan'er said, "Miss, I'm going to get some cold fruit."
Lan Ning said calmly: "Go."
Juan'er turned around and was about to leave when a cooing sound came, and Lan Ning said happily: "Here we come."
Juan'er looked at the white pigeon flying down the corner and said jokingly: "Dove, dove, my oiran wife has had a hard time waiting for you."
Lan Ning heard Juan'er's teasing words and gave Juan'er an angry look. He quickly took the pastry in his hand and led Bai Ge to his side. He took off the paper tied at Bai Ge's feet. What was written on the note was: The first seven are unique, and the characters are handsome like the person he is.
Juan'er looked closely and read out: "The wind and rain are coming on the bed, and the flowers shake all night and their souls are broken. The spring has passed with the flowers, and it is dusk after sitting for a long time dressing up."
After Juaner finished reading, she said thoughtfully: "Well, it's quite smooth and interesting." Suddenly she said, "Miss, he is really clever. Isn't this long sitting about you at this moment?"
"He must be hiding somewhere on the wall and peeking, otherwise how could he be so accurate?" Juan'er said and looked around to see in which hidden corner a sneaky thief was hiding. .
Lan Ning's lips moved slightly, muttering silently, savoring the meaning. Suddenly a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she cursed: "Dirty bitch!"
"Obscene!" Juan'er leaned over and said, "Where is obscene? Why can't I see it? It's wind and rain and flowers, spring and dusk. Miss, don't you usually use these words in your poems? ?”
Lan Ning said angrily: "What do you know!" He said softly: "He is afraid that he will take me seriously! I am really a bad guy..."
"What! This makes no sense!"
Juan'er said something angrily, and when she saw that the young lady's face was red and her eyes were pulseless, she turned around and said with a smile: "Miss, look at your sweet smile. This young man is so bad that he may not please people." It's not bad, but Juan'er is a little worried about what to do if this young master is poor."
Lan Ning scolded lightly: "Why are you talking about this at this time? Being poor has such a taste, and it is also a joy to be poor."
Juan'er was slightly surprised. The young lady has never been interested in poverty in the market. It seems that literary talent and charm can also change a person's perception.
Lan Ning said: "He actually said that I want to be married. I have to tell him carefully."
Juaner asked: "What did you say?"
"I, Lan Ning, am not a carefree and carefree person..." After all, the word "zi" was not read out, so he turned around and said, "Although I have been thinking about spring for a long time, it is not because I want to treat you with kindness, but because I want to find a fifth-class friend."
Juan'er became even more confused. She looked around and asked, "Where are the fifth-class friends?"
Lan Ning smiled and said: "First of all, it is a beautiful day. There is mist at dawn, sea of clouds at sunset, misty rain and clear snow. Even if one person sits alone and enjoys the beautiful scenery, it is refreshing and refreshing, making people forget their worries."
Juaner immediately praised the word "elegant" and asked: "Miss, where is the second one?"
Lan Ning said: "This second place is a good place. It can be found on both sides of the river, in pavilions and courtyards, by the pool under the bamboo, where you can sit and walk leisurely, or in the mountains and rivers, among the hills and valleys, where you can change your shape as you move, which is very fascinating."
Juaner praised the word "yi" and asked: "Miss, what about the third one?"
Lan Ning smiled and said: "The third, fourth and fifth, then I will ask him carefully to see if he agrees with this." He stood up and said, "Juan'er, go back to the house."
Juaner asked curiously: "What are you going to do, young lady?"
"Silly girl, my underwear is already soaked. Go back and take a shower. I will feel refreshed. Then I can write and write again."
Juaner giggled and said, "Is this third person taking a bath together?"
Lan Ning slapped her and said, "Girl, you are not very old, but you have a lot of crooked thoughts. If others heard about it, they would think that I taught you."
…
In the evening, Zhu Ming came to Fu Xie's room excitedly and said, "Fu Xie, please help me see what is written in the reply letter?"
Xie Fu continued to read the book and said calmly: "Have you finished writing it a hundred times?"
"A hundred times?" Zhu Ming obviously put the matter behind him.
Xie Fu reminded: "I asked you to write your name a hundred times."
Zhu Ming explained: "Well, I'm so busy today that I don't have time at all. Please help me take a look first."
Xie Fu said: "Then you go back and finish writing first. After you finish writing, I will help you read it."
***The author has something to say***
When the immortal enemies Xie Fu and Lan Ning fight, mortals will surely suffer. As for those who feel depressed, just think of Zhu Ming as a matchmaker who delivers letters. If another character is written in such a way that everyone dislikes him, then he will suffer. Du Ruquan is an example. . Finally, some readers who are more sensitive can save it for three or four days before reading it. After reading the whole plot in one go, they will not be depressed. The purpose of July is to serve everyone.
