Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief and finally explained. Otherwise, his reputation would have been greatly damaged. In front of such a beautiful woman, Jia Rong still paid great attention to his image.
Ever since Wei Fu lowered her head with a blush on her face, she would secretly watch herself every once in a while, and it was always the fleeting type. She put her hand on her forehead and thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't think of anything attractive about herself.
Could it be that he just told her a lot of future customs without any hesitation, attracting the beauty in front of him.
This must be the case. In ancient times when brothers were like siblings and women were like clothes, what Jia Rong described could easily make any woman yearn for him.
However, Wei Fu secretly watched like this, which made Jia Rong yell. There are only two people in the pavilion. You must be upright. Where is the enthusiasm when chatting just now? Moreover, Wei Fu is right in every move.
Jia Rong has great attraction. Jia Rong secretly hopes that Wei Fu will be more enthusiastic, and he also hopes that the beauty in front of him will take a fancy to him because of what he just said.
Feeling the weather, Jia Rong whispered: "Spring hasn't arrived yet."
"Um, Miss Wei Fu, is everything okay? I'll leave if nothing happens." Following the girl, Jia Rong felt that he was increasingly unable to control himself. Every look in Wei Fu's eyes seemed to be extremely attractive.
, every frown and smile can make his heart flutter, and it has never been like this when facing the enemy's thousands of troops on the battlefield. Unexpectedly, he was defeated at the hands of Wei Fu.
When Wei Fu heard this, she couldn't help but panicked, and said hurriedly: "The general took me a moment, and then I heard the general say, "This song can only be heard in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world!" It's a wonderful line, I don't know what the complete verse is.
What, General, can you tell me."
Jia Rong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Miss Wei, you are just talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart." In fact, Jia Rong was very happy to tell Wei Fu in his heart, but he still thought hard about it.
No result.
Wei Fu showed an innocent expression and said disapprovingly: "No, the little girl feels that the poems written by the general's talents are catchy and contain extraordinary poetic meaning."
Looking at Wei Fu, whose eyes were full of little stars, Jia Rong felt helpless. Could it be that women in ancient times were so easy to deceive, and they could abduct one by just uttering a few poems. This is much easier than blind dates in later generations, "
Haha, could it be that Miss Wei has studied poetry?" Jia Rong said awkwardly.
When she mentioned this, Wei Fu even cheered, "The little girl had nothing to do, so she casually browsed through the books at home."
The Wei Fu in front of her has become a standard groupie with a simple mind. In the future, she will be the kind of person who helps people pay for her after being sold.
Seeing that he successfully changed the topic, Jia Rong asked with a smile: "Really? Can Miss Wei recite a few songs?"
Listening to Wei Fu reciting the poem word by word, the crisp voice reached Jia Rong's ears, making Jia Rong's spirit feel refreshed.
After chatting with Wei Fu in the court for a long time, Jia Rong said goodbye and left.
After Wei Fu watched Jia Rong leave for a long time, she happily put away the piano on the stone table and jumped back to her room.
A piece of calligraphy and painting hung on Wei Fu's bedside, with two lines of words written on it: "Clear water produces hibiscus, and the natural carvings are removed." Looking at the calligraphy and painting in front of her, Wei Fu showed a satisfied look, and her eyebrows were also frowning unknowingly.
Suddenly, Wei Fu seemed to remember something, put down the piano in her arms, picked up the problem on the table, and wrote on the rice paper. After putting down the pen, Wei Fu placed the brush in place, satisfied
After leaving, two lines of elegant fonts appeared on the rice paper: "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world?"
Jia Rong still gets up early as usual, runs, and does military boxing. After some exercise, he is sweating and feels very comfortable. Although after becoming the prefect of Beidi County, Jia Rong rarely trains in the school field, but Jia Rong always
He maintains the habit of doing military boxing and running every morning. This is also a habit that Jia Rong has maintained since he retired from the army.
With a "pop" sound, a three-inch long flying knife came out of his hand and penetrated three points into the wood. The tail of the dart was still shaking slightly. Ever since he shocked everyone with his darts skills in the school field that day, Jia Rong decided to practice more darts.
In troubled times, the more strength you have, the more hope you have for survival. The flying knives were made by Jia Rong at the Beidi County Craftsman's Workshop. There are seven handles in total. Jia Rong carries them with him because there is a difference between darts and flying knives.
The small difference means that Jia Rong is not as comfortable using darts.
"Ms. Wei came here early in the morning, what are you doing for me?" Jia Rong asked, watching a cyan figure hiding not far away and quietly putting the darts into his sleeves.
Wei Fu walked out from behind the bushes with a flushed face. She folded her hands together cautiously and rubbed them repeatedly. She was not as lively as when she was chatting with her yesterday.
Jia Rong smiled and said, "Is it possible that Miss Wei is passing by?"
Wei Fu nodded, then shook her head, took out a piece of folded rice paper from her sleeve and handed it to Jia Rong's hand, and said delicately: "The little lady doesn't quite understand the meaning of this poem. Please give me some advice, General."
Give me some pointers."
Jia Rong's movements froze, and he kept cursing in his mind that he usually didn't pay attention to his speech. He always recited a few lines of poetry when he was in the mood. Now he was hitting himself in the foot with stones. He didn't know any poems and songs, so he had to endure it.
She passed the rice paper in Wei Fu's hand and opened it gently, only to see a line of delicate fonts. Jia Rong studied the Han Dynasty characters very seriously. Not only did he know all the characters, but he could also recognize them. Jia Rong put the words on the paper
After reading the poem, he immediately looked at Wei Fu in front of him in shock.
It was abnormal to come to Jia Rong so early in the morning. After reading the verses on the paper, Jia Rong was even more surprised. Wei Fu was so shocked by Jia Rong that she lowered her head even further, and her face turned red all the way to her ears.
of.
Jia Rong understood this poem, "Shang Xie, I want to know you. My life will never fade. There are no mountains and mausoleums, rivers are exhausted, winter thunder shakes, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth are harmonious, so I dare to be with you!"
It is clearly a romantic poem.
Jia Rong felt that his hands were shaking slightly, so he closed the rice paper, took a deep breath, and lowered his voice and said: "Miss Wei, this poem is mainly about the promise of a man and a woman to know each other, fall in love, and make an eternal alliance; Shan Wu Ling,
The river is drying up, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer is raining and snowing, and the heaven and earth are united. These are phenomena that cannot occur in nature. They indirectly express the unswerving love between a man and a woman. Can Miss Wei understand?"
Wei Fu nodded. Jia Rong's explanation attracted Wei Fu and raised her head, looking at Jia Rong with eyes obsessed with her. This caused Jia Rong to panic for a while.
It wasn't until Jia Rong finished explaining that Wei Fu came to her senses, her face looked like a ripe apple, and her feet kept drawing circles on the ground.
Jia Rong joked: "Miss Wei, is there any money on the ground?"
Wei Fu looked up at Jia Rong blankly, and after a moment, she turned around and ran away with a squeak.
Looking at the rice paper in his hand and the faint fragrance lingering in the air, Jia Rong couldn't help but shake his head, walked back to the house, had breakfast, changed into decent clothes, and walked towards Wei Guan's residence.
How could Jia Rong not understand what Wei Fu meant by that little girl? It’s just that Jia Rong couldn’t let go of her in his heart. That beautiful figure often appeared in his dreams, calling him, and Wei Fu was now seventeen or eighteen.
Years old, according to Jia Rong, she is not yet mature, but Jia Rong did not expect Wei Fu to be so bold and send such a poem. It seems that this Wei Fu is also a true-tempered woman. According to ancient times,
Women get married when they are fifteen or sixteen years old. Why is this Wei Fu still waiting to be married? Could it be because of herself, Jia Rong thought narcissistically.
The current situation is in an emergency. The Ni Bodhisattva cannot save himself when crossing the river. So why would he want to talk about love? Although he has a little interest in Wei Fu, Jia Rong also suppresses it in his heart. Xiu'er's matter is still there
There is still a shadow in Jia Rong's heart that cannot be erased.
For various reasons, Jia Rong laughed it off, treating it as a breeze blowing across her face. The little girl's thoughts were unpredictable, and Wei Fu's thoughts might change in the next moment. Jia Rong comforted herself weakly.
When Jia Rong came to Wei Guan's residence, he was told that Wei Guan was resting. Jia Rong walked inside the Wei Mansion, admiring the scenery of the Wei Mansion, just to kill time.
A burst of shouting came, and the servants in the distance were gathered around a place, shouting non-stop. Jia Rong quietly came behind the servants.
I saw a tall, thick-set man standing in the crowd and shouting something loudly. From a distance, Jia Rong didn't hear what he said. He patted a servant next to him and asked softly: "What's going on inside?
"
The servant was looking excited at this time, and he was obviously a lively master. When he heard Jia Rong's question, he replied without thinking: "The strong man inside is Su Shuang, the distinguished guest of the master of the house. He is in the horse selling business. Just now
Su Shuang said that as long as anyone here can defeat him, he will give him a horse and a hundred gold." After saying that, the servant turned his attention to the court again.
"Su Shuang?" This man Jia Rong is no stranger to. He appeared in the first episode of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms. When Liu Guan and Zhang Taoyuan became sworn brothers, he gave Liu Bei fifty horses, five hundred taels of gold, and a thousand catties of iron. He was also a
The rich and powerful Lord, but then disappeared, only showing his face in the first episode.
Jia Rong turned his attention to the field. Although it was winter, Su Shuang was wearing thin clothes. His muscles could be vaguely seen in his clothes. His dark face was standing in the middle of the crowd with a proud look on his face, giving him the air of looking down on the heroes.
A hundred gold is enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary people's family for several years. A fine horse is worth thousands of gold. The temptation is not great. A servant walked out of the crowd.
The servant licked his dry lips, looked at Su Shuang's eyes filled with longing, and rushed towards Su Shuang with a yell.
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