One-fifth of the scarlet incense was burned, and in the curling white smoke, Zhu Ping'an was concentrating on splashing ink.
Zhu Ping'an writes with great concentration, which is also his habit. Every bit of pen and ink, every line of detail is not missed.
The wedding dress worn by Zhu Pingan is the same as the wedding dress worn by Li Shu. It is a bright red robe with a cross-collar and wide sleeves. The collar and cuffs are embroidered with gold thread to make a wide border with happy patterns, and a black belt with gold inlay around the waist.
, with a jade pendant and sachet hanging down, looking very luxurious.
This suit of clothes adds a bit of luxury to the ordinary-looking Zhu Ping'an, and the concentration on his brushstrokes adds connotation to him.
In this way, he becomes a gentleman both internally and externally.
The girls who were guarding the second door looked at Zhu Ping'an who was splashing with ink, and began to chirp in a low voice. What uncle is so handsome in writing; What uncle is so gentle, and treats pen and ink so gently; What uncle is like a general, holding hands
The pen is like holding a gun, moving forward indomitably and resolutely, without modifying a single thing.
Amidst the girl's chirping, Zhu Ping'an put down the last stroke, lifted the pen gently, paused lightly, lifted the pen and took it back, and then put the brush back on the pen holder. The whole movement was smooth and graceful.
"Okay, I'd like to help you pass the news on your behalf." After Zhu Pingan put back the brush, he cupped his hands and said to the girls guarding the door.
"so fast."
"The incense has only burned for a short while."
A girl opened her mouth wide. She only saw Zhu Pingan closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, then opening his eyes and splashing ink. Then, before she could say a few words to the little sister, she saw Zhu Pingan had finished writing.
, his little mouth widened in surprise.
"Is it finished now?" A little girl looked surprised.
"I write so fast, if I don't write well I won't be able to get in." The little girl kindly reminded Zhu Ping'an, "It's still early, I can think about it again, but if I send it to the lady, I can't change it.
"
"No, thank you for reminding me." Zhu Pingan bowed his hand again.
"That's right, my uncle is the number one scholar." The little girl nodded, suddenly realized, and then went to watch and collect the papers Zhu Pingan had written.
"Ah, my handwriting is so good."
When they first saw Zhu Pingan's pen and ink, the little girls' eyes lit up and they were full of praise. Although most of them were illiterate, they could generally tell the quality of the calligraphy. Anyway, they had never seen anything like it.
Zhu Ping'an's handwriting is so good.
Among these girls, two were literate. They took the opportunity to clean up Zhu Pingan's pen and ink and took the opportunity to read Zhu Pingan's pen and ink.
"Huh?" When they saw the first sentence of Zhu Pingan's pen and ink, the two girls opened their mouths.
Then look down
Before they even closed their open mouths, their little faces gradually turned red, and then got redder and redder. By the time they finished reading Zhu Ping'an's words, both girls' faces were as red as monkey's butts.
"What's wrong?" Seeing this, the other girls beside him asked curiously. At this time, they regretted not reading and learning calligraphy together.
"No, it's nothing." The two girls shook their heads. There were some words they couldn't say. "Let's go give it to the lady quickly."
After about a minute or so, the door of the bridal chamber was knocked open by the girl guarding the door, and then a piece of paper with writing on it was handed in.
"Miss, Miss, my uncle has written it so quickly." After the little maid Baozi took the paper handed from outside the door, she came to the charming girl and handed the paper to the charming girl like a treasure.
Beautiful girl.
"What's the use of writing quickly?" The pretty girl pouted her lips disapprovingly, but her slender hands took the paper over without any hesitation.
After taking the paper, the beautiful girl's dark eyes impatiently fell on the paper, and the words and ink on the paper appeared in the girl's eyes without reservation:
If you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy; if you think of me, or not, my love is there, never coming or going;
Whether you love me or not, my love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing; whether you follow me or not, my hand is in yours and I will never give up;
Come into my arms,
or,
Let me live in your heart.
Silently, in love;
Silence, joy.
After seeing the pen and ink, the pretty girl opened her mouth slightly at first. She was a little surprised by the style of this article, which was different from the poems and songs of this era. As the ink went on, her pretty face blushed, and her heartbeat pounded, like
very excited.
Whether you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy
"What are you dragging?"
After the pretty girl read the first sentence of the pen and ink, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and let out a sweet cry. What do you mean, what are you pulling? It's none of my business whether you are outside the door or not! Whether you see me or not, I don't feel sad or happy.
You might as well stay outside the door for the rest of your life!
As you look down, the pretty girl's expression becomes richer and richer, she curls her mouth and rolls her eyes, but her pretty face becomes redder and redder, and her heart beats faster and faster.
Whether you miss me or not, the love is there. If I don’t think about it, I won’t miss you!
You love me or you don't love me. Love is there. If it doesn't increase or decrease, whoever loves you is just being sentimental!
Come into my arms, or let me live in your heart. Why are you so overbearing? Why should I either come into your arms or let you live in someone else's heart?! It's so shameless. Whoever wants to come into your arms will not want you.
It lives in my heart!
What kind of love, love, why is this bad guy written so straightforwardly, but how is this bad guy written into people's hearts?
This pen and ink was completely beyond the expectations of the pretty girl. The poems and songs she had seen before were all implicit. Suddenly, such a modern poem that was unrestrained and a bit domineering came to her. It was so unreasonable and direct.
Thoughts, touching the soul.
The impact of such a piece of writing on her was beyond imagination.
This feeling is a bit like a modern innocent girl suddenly hearing the words of the old driver Zhang Yu: "You come up, if you don't come up, I will come up."
In the eyes of the pretty girl, this poem seems to be a token of love.
It was as if Zhu Ping'an was standing in front of her and announcing: You see me or you don't see me, you miss me or you don't miss me, you love me or you don't love me, it doesn't matter whether you follow me or not. From today on, we are married.
Love, affection, exists. Either you come into my arms, or I go into your heart, we love each other and are happy.
So domineering.
At least, that's how the pretty girl feels.
Perhaps, every girl has a dream of a domineering CEO in her heart, whether it is modern or ancient, whether she is strong or weak.
In any case, after seeing such a poem, the stone that had been hanging in the heart of the beautiful girl fell to the ground. Although they were engaged and got married, they were always worried in their hearts. But now it's better, stinky toad
I have no objection to marriage, I still want to love each other and be happy.
"Miss, would you like me to enter the second door?" Baozi's little maid asked.
"Come in." The pretty girl curled her lips, "How dare I disobey my mother-in-law." (To be continued.)