Although Mingzhu was very sure, Wang Wei was still doubtful. He thought about it carefully and realized that he had not asked Biluan in detail who was the one who hit the golden bamboo slip. He only took a look at the words on the golden bamboo slip.
Shi Wen, wishful thinking, must be a real master. Now it seems that he is indeed abrupt, or it is possible that this little girl really beat the golden bamboo slips. Thinking of this, Wang Wei's heart
After calming down, he stood up straight and faced the bead curtain (since he knew that there was only a little girl behind the bead curtain, there was no need for us to be polite and respectful), and asked: "So, Miss Fang, what are the things on the golden bamboo slips?"
Who wrote the poem? I want to meet him, can I?" It turned out that Wang Wei felt that if it was really the gold bamboo slip made by Fang Mingzhu, it meant that there must be someone guiding her and telling her
For those poems she wrote, this person was either her master or her father. Anyway, a little girl, even if she could make those ingenious golden bamboo slips, would definitely not be able to write those poems.
"Are you talking about those poems?" Mingzhu asked.
"Exactly." "I wrote it!" Mingzhu brazenly plagiarized the wisdom of future generations, but that's what she thought. She did this for the stability of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise she would tell them that it was for future generations.
If people wrote this, and they themselves came from more than a thousand years later, how panicked would they be! So Mingzhu thought that she had plagiarized very well.
Even though Wang Wei's calmness was superb, he couldn't help but show a look of horror after hearing Mingzhu's words. He stared at the bead curtain tightly, as if there was something incredible placed inside the bead curtain.
Mingzhu was a little embarrassed to be stared at by him. She stroked her hair and thought to herself: "Why is this Wang Wei so unsubtle? Even if I am as tall as a king, he doesn't have to show his admiration so clearly.
Come on." Mingzhu actually took Wang Wei's surprise as her surprise.
Fortunately, Mingzhu was just intoxicated for a while when she remembered a question: "No, I'm not very beautiful now. Why did he still look like this when he saw me?" Mingzhu thought about it and immediately understood,
"Oh, I know, he must have thought that I used to be a great beauty and would slowly turn into one again, so he was surprised in advance." Fang Mingzhu's psychological quality is really good.
It wasn't until Mingzhu was completely intoxicated that she remembered a very real problem - Wang Wei couldn't see her through the bead curtain! "By the way, he can't see me," Mingzhu muttered to herself, "It turns out that he was attracted by my talent.
I'm impressed." Thinking of this, Mingzhu couldn't help but feel happy, "I'm so amazing that I can impress Wang Wei with my talent."
Alas, this Fang Mingzhu.
Fang Mingzhu was thinking about it for a while, but Wang Wei was completely frozen there. He stared at the bead curtain, and his thoughts began to change: "Could those poems really be written by this little girl?
It doesn't look like she's lying, but how can she write such thorough poetry when she's only a teenager?"
A very desolate thought suddenly came to Wang Wei's heart: "If even a little girl wearing jewelry is so beautiful and stunning, then should I really go back to the countryside?"
Mingzhu saw that Wang Wei kept silent and just stared at the bead curtain in a daze, so she reminded him: "Master Wang, please sit down." "Thank you." Wang Wei sat down in full dress.
At this moment, Mingzhu couldn't help but be fascinated again - his movements were so graceful.
The two were speechless for a moment. Because Wang Wei came here with an open mind to ask for advice, but when he saw that the person he was asking for advice turned out to be a little girl, he didn't know what to do. And Mingzhu is now full of joy.
She admires the handsome guy. It was just when she saw the handsome guy that she couldn't get tired of looking at him. If you didn't urge her, she could just stare at him for a whole day. She couldn't think of talking, and the room was so trapped.
In a strange silence.
After a long time, Wang Wei broke the silence. After all, he had changed his itinerary and came here specifically. He couldn't just sit there for a while and then leave: "Miss Fang, were you really the one who wrote those poems?" "Yes."
Ah." "To be honest, I really didn't expect that those poems and essays would be written by a girl like you." "Why?" There was already a trace of dissatisfaction and grievance in Mingzhu's voice - the handsome guy dared
Doubt her! Humph!
Mingzhu was righteously angry and didn't think about it at all. In fact, Wang Wei's suspicion was very reasonable.
Wang Wei is a humble gentleman. The characteristic of a gentleman is that he is unwilling to hurt others no matter what time it comes. So as soon as he heard the displeasure in Mingzhu's tone, he quickly explained: "Miss Fang, don't misunderstand me. I didn't mean anything else. It's just
I didn't expect that a girl at such a young age could write such thorough poetry. I thought that at your age, you would write some words and sentences describing a girl's thoughts." In fact, Wang Wei just said some words of relief, but Mingzhu
But she took it seriously. She was now focused on showing off her talent in front of the handsome guy, so she blurted out: "I often write about girls! For example," Mingzhu thought for a while and blurted out: "Stop playing on the swing,
When I got up, I straightened my slender hands. The dew was thick and the flowers were thin, and the thin sweat was transparent. When I saw someone coming, I cut my gold hairpin in my socks. He walked away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, but he smelled the green plums." Well, Li Qingzhao was also plagiarized!
At this time, Wang Wei was so startled that he stood up again. He stared at the bead curtain, and after a while he said something: "This, this is also written by a girl?" When he asked, Mingzhu couldn't help but feel guilty: "It's broken.
, does he know that I lied?"
But then I thought about it, this is impossible, there is a difference of hundreds of years, no matter how smart Wang Wei is, he will not know about Li Qingzhao.
Therefore, Mingzhu replied very definitely: "Yes, I wrote it, what's wrong?" Huh, I just said that, anyway, I'm not afraid of you going to confront Li Qingzhao!
Mingzhu understood a truth when she was a child: "Lying is not terrible. What is terrible is being exposed!" Now that there is no danger of being exposed, of course she is not afraid of anything.
"Nothing?" Wang Wei stared at the bead curtain. Looking at him, he really wanted to rush behind the bead curtain and take a good look at what kind of girl was behind the bead curtain!