But Xie Fu, sitting on the carriage returning, kept groping for the poem on the silk cloth.
The moon climbs up the pavilion, and the sparse window leans against the open bamboo. There are many shades and quiet grass, and the breeze blows away the moss on the wall. Looking south at the trees, I can see the thorns and thorns in my arms at ten steps. The flowers are disturbed by the Wu belt, and the shadows are shining.
Wan Zhi, this love poem,
In fact, I also hope to meet him.
In the past few days of correspondence, we can also feel the longing to see each other.
Although the separation was not long, there were too many changes in the middle, like a newlywed couple who had just spent the night separated and could not see each other again.
There are trees in the south, so don’t stop thinking about them. In the Han Dynasty, there were wandering girls.
Can't think about it.
Ninety days is too long,
It's too far away, it becomes a kind of distance.
Xie Fu knows what to do,
Wan Zhi needs to observe filial piety and etiquette.
Then he is the one to break it, and he is the one to do this deviant thing.
It doesn't matter if you can understand the euphemistic lovesickness.
As long as you are sincere and respectful, there is no need to hold on to a false reputation.
Xiaoying saw that Xie Fu had been groping for the silk cloth and looking thoughtful, so she asked aloud: "Master, what are you thinking about?"
Xie Fu smiled and said, "I miss your young lady."
Xiaoying smiled: "The affection between the young master and the young lady is enviable."
Xie Fu said: "I'm going to see her tonight."
"What!"
After Xiaoying was surprised, she asked softly: "Miss, did you ask me on a date?"
Xie Fu shook his head: "No, I want to see her myself."
While Wan Zhi was observing her filial piety, a dater came to visit her, and the news spread that it would damage Wan Zhi's reputation as a filial daughter.
He not only wanted to take the blame, but also wanted to satisfy Wan Zhi's desire to see him.
Kill two birds with one stone.
"Master..."
Xiaoying suddenly choked her and changed her tone and said with a smile: "Young Master, I support you."
Then he added: "If it hadn't been for the accident, you would have been married now.
What's wrong with meeting each other?"
The young master has read more books than she does, so he must understand the principles and etiquette. She, a little maid, is not qualified to tell the young master what to do.
Since the young master did this, there must be a reason for it.
…
While eating, Yan Yu asked tentatively: "Miss, you miss him so much, why don't you ask him to meet?"
Wang Wanzhi put down her chopsticks, glanced at Yan Yu, smiled and asked, "What other evil ideas do you have in mind?"
"I'm lovesick when I see you. I don't want tea or food. It doesn't matter if I meet you to relieve my lovesickness."
"Of course it doesn't matter if we meet him once. During my mourning period, it is human nature to miss my husband. To tell you the truth, I can't wait to fly to his side now."
"Then fly."
Wang Wanzhi smiled: "No."
"Why not."
"I keep filial piety at this time, what is important, filial piety is important, and what is light, personal relationships between men and women are light. If there is a way, filial piety comes first.
If you can't even fulfill this filial piety, how can you be his good wife in the future?"
When Yan Yu heard this, she thought to herself, she didn't expect that the young lady, who is usually casual and informal, would be so serious at critical moments. I am being shallow.
"I invited Xie Fu to come to see me. It seems that I have lost my filial piety, morality and dignity, but in fact it is Xie Fu's person who has been lost. According to his temperament, even swords, mountains and fires cannot stop him. Why do you think he doesn't come to see me, but would rather stay away from me?
Wall lovesickness.”
Having said this, Wang Wanzhi showed admiration and pride. Xie Fu was her pride.
Wang Wanzhi's expression fell in Yan Yu's eyes, and Yan Yu became more and more uneasy. "Oh no, no, no, I'm in trouble. What should I do?" The young lady will be very angry if she finds out.
Should I tell the lady that I made my own decision? I was very hesitant for a moment.
Wang Wanzhi smiled sweetly: "He understands this truth, but you little girl doesn't. Miss, I usually teach you in vain."
Hearing this, an idea flashed in Yan Yu's mind, yes, Miss understands, and Xie Fu certainly understands.
Now that I understand, the love poems naturally become love poems about missing each other, not love poems about meeting.
He won't come, so I worry in vain. Hehe, I won't be scolded for once.
Wang Wanzhi saw Yan Yu's eyes rolling, but said nothing. She said in a deep voice: "No matter what you are thinking about, don't think about it!"
Yan Yu gently held Wang Wanzhi's hand and said coquettishly, "My good lady, I'm sorry for you."
Wang Wanzhi smiled sweetly: "After a hundred days of observing filial piety, I will make up for it."
"Yes, yes, yes, I must let him make up for it and be with you, miss, day and night."
Wang Wanzhi said lightly: "Yan Yu, you could be a little sweeter and more lovable."
Yan Yu was confused: "What do you mean?"
Wang Wanzhi said: "Didn't you say you would follow me for the rest of your life?"
"yes."
Wang Wanzhi chuckled: "I'm going to marry him, and you won't have to follow me then. You and I are like sisters. I can't bear to let you be a widow and an old aunt for the rest of your life."
Hearing this, Yan Yu's heart was pounding and her eyes were a little wider than usual.
Wang Wanzhi sneered: "Let him take you into his room easily. If you talk sweeter and make him happy, won't he love you more?"
Yan Yu's eyes widened in an instant and she spat: "Bah, bah, bah, then I don't want to be sweet, I don't want to be lovable."
"I'm not sweet, but I want to sleep on a cold wooden bed."
Yan Yu snorted and said contemptuously: "Hey~~ It sounds like I have never slept on a cold wooden bed."
Wang Wanzhi had a slight smile on her lips and looked at Yan Yu gently.
Yan puffed up her bulging chest and said, "Miss, why are you looking at me like that? I'm serious. Although Yan Yu is just a maid, she is also ambitious and will never be a coquettish, flattering and frivolous woman.
, If you sleep on a cold wooden bed, sleep on a cold wooden bed. If you don’t like me, we’ll probably break up.”
Wang Wanzhi chuckled: "Okay, okay, Yan Yu is so ambitious, the young lady is impressed."
Yan Yu giggled and said, "Miss, I only talk sweetly to you, I only flatter you, and others don't think about it."
Wang Wanzhi raised her hand: "As for me, you will be spared."
Yan Yu leaned against Wang Wanzhi and said sweetly: "Miss, I want it."
As he spoke, he gently scraped Wang Wanzhi's face with his fingertips, as gently as a bad boy teasing the young lady: "Miss, it's like a newly peeled hard-boiled egg."
Wang Wanzhi chuckled: "I'm afraid I'm going to rely on someone for this wisecrack again."
Since recovering from the illness, her body and complexion have slowly returned to normal. Recently, nourished by Xie Fu's delicious meals, her body has gained weight and her skin has become more supple and supple.
Yan Yu smiled and said, "He doesn't need to teach you this. Yan Yu can also speak a few words. I'll get you a mirror and let's take a look together."
Wang Wanzhi shouted: "Hey~~ I'm eating, why are I looking in the mirror?"
Yan Yu still brought a mirror and held it in front of her. When Wang Wanzhi looked in the mirror, she couldn't recognize herself.
Yan Yu smiled: "Look, miss, how charming the light frown and smile are. The more you look at them, the more you fall in love with them. You can't wait to take a bite to feel happy."
When Wang Wanzhi heard this, her cheeks flushed slightly.
Seeing this, Yan Yu said happily: "Miss, can you let Yan Yu take a bite?"
Wang Wanzhi had really never been teased by Yan Yu like this before. She said sternly: "Don't make trouble!"
Yan Yu chuckled: "You won't be bitten by Yan Yu, but you are only willing to be bitten by Xie Xianggong, right?"
Wang Wanzhi's pretty face tightened: "Yes, I will only bite him!" As she said this, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Yan Yu also laughed. She has been ridden with sadness all these years, and has never been so happy: "If Mr. Xie sees the young lady like this, I don't know how happy I will be..."
Yan Yu suddenly thought of something, choked her voice, and sighed instead: "It's a pity that Xie Fu will never be seen!"
After saying this, I felt so sad that I couldn't help but burst into tears.
These days, Yan Yu deliberately avoided the topic of Xie Fu's blindness and kept the words in her heart. As soon as this conversation came out, her sadness was like a flood.
Wang Wanzhi saw that Yan Yu was crying really sadly, and thought to herself, this girl Yan is actually very affectionate and righteous.
…
Sima Yunxue still stayed behind closed doors for the past two days, but she became obsessed with painting. A few pieces of drawing paper and a brush could kill the day.
I don't know if the painting was not good or for other reasons, but every time she was halfway through the painting, she would crumple the painting into a ball and throw it on the ground.
While Sima Yunxue returned to the bed to rest, Xiuyun and Xiuling entered the room and cleaned up the drawing papers thrown on the floor.
The two of them left the bedroom without making any sound.
After looking at each other, he returned to the room, spread out the crumpled drawing papers, and looked at what the lady had drawn.
The drawing paper is wrinkled, but you can still clearly see that the drawing is of an old man.
The old man has a beard like a halberd and wears a wide robe. His upper body is exposed, revealing a big, round and fat belly. He has a graceful figure and looks like he is lazy and delicious.
As for the facial features, only a rosy nose was drawn.
Well, I must have been halfway through the drawing and I felt it was not good, so I stopped redrawing.
The two of them spread out another ball of drawing paper. The facial features were still not fully drawn, but from the clothes and beard, they could still tell that the person painted was an old man.
The old man is holding Ruyi in his hand and scratching his ears. Yes, there is only one pair of ears painted on the facial features in this painting.
I wonder if it was because Madam painted the old man's behavior so vividly that the two women wanted to know what the old man's expression was at that moment.
The third picture is still an old man, with only one mouth drawn. He is drinking wine to his mouth. He must be drunk. His body is leaning on the couch crookedly. One foot has not put on a shoe. Five sticks on his big foot.
The toes are short and ugly.
Xiuyun smiled sweetly: "I didn't expect that Madam, who is cold and cold, has such a naughty and clever mind."
This fourth picture still shows an old man, but this old man is lying on the ground like a turtle, with his head lowered almost to the ground, as if he is looking for something, and looking down at something, but there is a blank space in front, and the two women are side by side.
I don’t know what the lady wants to draw.
The old man seemed to want to lie down lower, but his big belly first pressed against the ground and became bowed like a shrimp. His big, flat butt drooped down and became integrated with his thick thighs.
The man in this painting was completely ugly. Xiuyun chuckled and said, "How much does Madam hate men? She painted them so ugly."
Xiuling responded with a smile: "I have never seen such a vulgar and rude man. How did the madam come up with this?"
Xiuyun said: "Why not? The streets are full of them in the market place. You and I should less often walk outside."
With sharp eyes, Xiuling pointed at the little black spot in the painting that was not easy to detect and said: "Oh, it turns out I am looking at ants."
Xiuyun looked carefully and saw that the old man was really staring at an ant.
The two women laughed at the same time: "It's ugly, but it's a bit naughty and cute like a child."
