Faced with Sima Ruyu’s tireless and pressing questioning, Master Feng felt a headache. He sighed to himself as to why he was so unlucky and fell into the hands of this girl. He frowned and stared at Sima Ruyu’s pretty face.
Jue Yu really wanted to tell this girl the story of "curiosity killed the cat".
"I said Miss Sima, you sent a letter to call Feng all the way here just to find out the details of me? As far as I know, no matchmaker in Tiannan is as conscientious as Miss Sima. Miss
Could it be that you have a crush on me? You can't help it. After all, Feng is also engaged to be engaged. If you are so enthusiastic, Feng is afraid that he will not be able to bear it..."
Now that Sima Ruyu is ready to get to the bottom of the matter, Feng Jueyu doesn't want to be polite anymore. Seeing that you have perseverance, or I am thick-skinned, let's talk, who is afraid of whom...
Girls of this era regard chastity as life, but they cannot afford to make such jokes. Sima Ruyu was suddenly interrupted in the middle of asking. When Feng Jueyu teased herself like this, her face suddenly turned red. If not
Pay attention to your manners and wish you could spit on Shangfeng Dashao fiercely.
"Brother Feng, although my little sister is not good enough, she still understands the principle of abiding by moral integrity. How can she be as shameful as you said? My little sister just thinks that Brother Feng can write such poems and admires her. I didn't expect..."
Sima Ruyu's little face was flushed with anger, and her breasts rose and fell with her breath as she breathed. Although the scale was not huge, it was still a bit majestic, which did not insult her soft and plump figure.
Feng Jueyu was so happy to see this. What, now you know that I am a gangster? What did you do just now? Playing tricks with me, I am a gangster enough.
"What didn't you expect?" Feng Jueyu took a sharp look at Sima Ruyu's chest and thought, Damn, you came all the way here anyway, so you'll suffer a loss if you don't have a feast for your eyes, and then stared closely.
Turning to Sima Ruyu, she said: "You didn't expect me to be very vulgar. I told you that I copied those poems. Miss Sima still doesn't believe it, so she wants to break the pot and ask. How do you want me to answer? Again.
The reporter said, don’t you think that the questions you asked are all my privacy? The lady asked in such detail and without mercy, what do you think I should think?”
Sima Ruyu was stunned by Feng Jueyu's retort and thought, yes, he did ask too many questions. Everyone has their own secrets that they don't want to tell. She must have annoyed him by asking so many questions just now.
If it were you, you wouldn't be happy either.
Thinking of this, Sima Ruyu lowered his head in shame, then glanced at Feng Jueyu, and woke up: No, I invited him here just to see what kind of person he is, who can actually refute Xi Ruiyun.
I was speechless, how could I let him teach me a lesson? This libertine is exactly what the rumors say, he is a messy, shameless guy, even the words he speaks are vulgar, huh, I really misjudged him.
, those poems may have been plagiarized from others.
Looking at Feng Jueyu's unscrupulous look, Sima Ruyu blushed and bit her lips tightly. This person was so shameless that he was staring at others.
Deliberately twisting her body, Sima Ruyu stood up. The education she had received since she was a child and the rules of her sect told her to keep a calm mind at all times and not lose her composure. This way, even if she was angry, she still did not have an attack.
Resisting to look at Feng Jueyu, Sima Ruyu said: "Since Brother Feng doesn't like the younger sister to ask, then the younger sister will not ask. The fact is that the younger sister has something to ask for. I asked Brother Feng to come here this time.
"
I already knew that something was wrong with you. Feng Jueyu put down the teacup and said with a proud smile: "Is this right? It's great to be straightforward. Being suspicious of each other is not conducive to promoting the relationship between us."
The more Sima Ruyu listened, the angrier he became. He spat secretly and cursed in his heart: Who pushed you into a relationship? Looking sideways at Feng Jueyu, Sima Ruyu sarcastically said: "Is this how Brother Feng usually interacts with people?
?It’s quite direct.”
How could Feng Jueyu fail to hear the sarcasm in Sima Ruyu's words? It's just that this guy was typically shameless and didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, he said: "What's the problem? Only when we treat each other sincerely can we talk well.
Isn’t it?”
Knowing that there was something in this girl's words, but unable to adjust to his poor language, Sima Ruyu realized that Feng Jueyu was difficult to deal with. This guy typically had a poisonous tongue.
"Alas!" Sima Ruyu sighed in his heart. He found that his mood was almost broken by Feng Jueyu many times during this moment. Talking to him was more tiring than anything else.
Sima Ruyu said: "Brother Feng, I invite you here today. I want to ask you to teach me the art of sketching. I wonder if Brother Feng is willing?"
"Study painting? Do you think it's such a big deal?" Feng Jueyu was suddenly surprised after hearing this. It seems that the art of sketching has spread among the upper class people in Tiannan. Otherwise, how could such a cool and stunning figure like Sima Ruyu be?
Will you ask for yourself?
"So, Brother Feng agrees?" Sima Ruyu said with mixed surprise.
"Isn't it just to teach you how to draw? This is a big deal, yes, of course." Feng Jueyu replied with a smile. Seeing what he meant, he really agreed sincerely.
Sima Ruyu was secretly delighted. In fact, when she came back from Zhang Changling's birthday party that day, Sima Wen told her about the power of sketching. After hearing this, Sima Ruyu regretted not staying there to watch.
After a night of careful consideration, Sima Ruyu finally couldn't help but write this letter to Feng Jueyu.
On the one hand, she wanted to have a deeper understanding of what kind of person Feng Jueyu was, who wrote so many famous poems. On the other hand, she wanted to ask him to teach her sketching.
As the most talented woman in Tiannan, Sima Ruyu deserves this title. She wants to learn any skills related to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This is also her ultimate purpose in finding Feng Jueyu.
So when she saw Feng Jueyu, she agreed without even thinking, and she immediately felt a little fond of Feng Jueyu. But just as she was about to say thanks, she heard Feng Jueyu say: "Well, since you want to learn,
Then just follow the rules and have a apprenticeship ceremony. There is no need to go to too much trouble. Just pour a cup of tea and make three salutations..." Feng Jueyu said solemnly.
"Apprenticeship ceremony?" Sima Ruyu was immediately stunned: "How old are you? Do you want me to become your disciple?"
Sima Ruyu's little face turned purple with anger. This shameless person had such a big tone that he actually asked me to become her teacher...
Feng Jueyu glanced sideways at Sima Ruyu and said in an old-fashioned way: "There is no priority in learning, the master comes first. If you want to learn painting, of course you have to become a disciple. Not to mention that we are about the same age. Even if I am a three-year-old child, I can only sketch."
I am the only one who knows it. If you want to learn, you have to become a teacher. What? If Miss Sima feels aggrieved, you don’t have to..."
"You...you are taking advantage of others' misfortune..." The calm and elegant Miss Sima finally couldn't bear it anymore. This was the first time that he had been bullied in front of his peers and was helpless. She knew in her heart that Feng Jueyu was taking advantage of others' misfortune.
He took the opportunity to retaliate against himself, but his words were irrefutable.
Feng Jueyu is the only one in Tiannan who knows the art of sketching. If you don't learn from him, who can you learn from?
Since you want to learn from others, you have to become a teacher. Not only that, but you also have to see if they want to teach you.
It's just that it's hard for Sima Ruyu to accept that a boy of the same age as him has become his teacher. It's too awkward to call him a teacher every time he meets him. That's all. What if he meets Shangguan Ruomeng?
Don't you want to call me Mistress?
How does this work...
Sima Ruyu was so anxious that he almost cried, but faced Feng Jueyu and was speechless...
When Feng Jueyu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh. It took a lot of effort to hold it back, and said secretly: Girl, you are asking for trouble and it has nothing to do with me. I am busy with things, so how can I have time to teach you?
draw.
In fact, Feng Jueyu had no intention of teaching her at all. Sketching is something that can be said to be simple or difficult. It would take a year and a half to practice it well. Feng Jueyu didn't even have time to practice, so how could he do it?
Kung Fu teaches you painting every day. So he came up with an idea to make Sima Ruyu retreat.
Feng Jueyu said with a straight face: "Miss Sima, I think you are not sincere. So, you better think about it carefully. I will go back first. Thank you for the tea."
After saying that, Feng Jueyu turned around and wanted to leave.
But at this moment, Sima Ruyu shouted: "Wait a minute."
Feng Jueyu stood firm and couldn't help but be stunned. What do you mean?
Sima Ruyu gritted her silver teeth and stared at Feng Jueyu for a long time, then suddenly said loudly: "Xiao Bi, Xiao Lian..."
The two maids were in the front yard. They heard the young lady summoning them and ran over quickly: "Miss..."
Sima Ruyu said: "Prepare a new pot of tea, I want to become a disciple."
"What?"
When the three of them heard this, they were startled at the same time. Xiaobi and Xiaolian looked at their young ladies in confusion, thinking in their minds, should I become a disciple? Which kind of disciple should I choose? You wouldn't ask Mr. Feng to be your disciple, would you? How old is he? It seems like this is the place.
There is no one else, how could it be possible? How could a young lady be such a person, and accept someone of the same age as her teacher?
No wonder Xiaobi and Xiaolian are confused. Who is Sima Ruyu? They both know very well that in Tiannan she is the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, a noble lady, and the most talented woman. But in Tianjian Mountain she is a decent girl.
The disciple of the Eight Classics, the master of my own lady, even the emperor would bow down to him when he saw her. How could he casually decide to worship Feng Jueyu as his master?
Who is Feng Jueyu?
Tiannan Dandy, the uncle of Shangguan family, this... this is too messy...
"Go and get ready." Sima Ruyu saw the two maids were stunned and shouted.
No matter how doubtful they were, the two girls did not dare not listen, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to prepare tea...
Feng Jueyu stood there in a daze, neither leaving nor staying. He looked at Sima Ruyu dully and thought to himself: Damn, is this girl serious? No way.
A note to readers:
ps: I didn’t get home until after 11 o’clock. I washed my face and started writing quickly. I’ll give you a chapter first...