"Luoying is full of colorful flowers, and there is a young man, who holds a fan and stands a gentleman's will. ”

It does sound like a beautiful picture that people can't help but think about, but Luo Tian looked at the masterpiece on the rice paper in front of him, but he couldn't connect the two:

On the paper, a few thin strips stretched out from the side of a long black strip, which seemed to be branches stretched out from the peach tree, and five petals were dotted out with a semi-circular circle of powder, which seemed to be a blooming peach blossom......

Looking back at the girl with an expectant face, for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Ah Luo really thinks this painting is beautiful?"

With a sigh, Luo Tian stretched out his hand, picked up the painting paper on the table that had been sealed and dried, and asked the people around him.

"Don't you think it's pretty?" the girl frowned, as if she was about to fight.

"This painting is said to be realistic, but it has the strength of freehand, and it is said to be freehand, but it can make people see the scene clearly at a glance. I have to say that it is the most unique and interesting painting I have seen in my life. ”

Luo Tian looked at the drawing paper in front of him, his face was full of appreciation and emotion, and his heartfelt expression did not seem to be fake.

Then he looked at the girl beside him: "Since Ah Luo painted this painting by me, why don't you just give it away? Wait a while to frame it and hang it in the main hall." ”

"Yes, but I have one condition! Since you have taken my painting, you have to give me back a pair! It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and it is better to hit the day now, and there is just paper and ink, which is not a waste. How?"

Looking at the bright light flashing in the eyes of the girl named Ah Luo, Luo Tian didn't seem to realize that he was entering the middle of the court, but carefully rolled up the drawing paper in his hand and put it aside, then stretched out his hand to invite, and said with a smile:

"Then there is Rau Alo into the forest. ”

The spring breeze is warm, the pink petals are fluttering, and the rolled up ones are the girl's fluttering green silk and the swaying corners of the clothes.

In the middle of heaven and earth, he underwrote on the paper, outlining a slender figure, and after a while, he turned the smiling flowers not far away into a piece of paper in front of him.

"Are you alright?"

The girl on the branch asked eagerly, brushing her hair.

"Alright. ”

Luo Tian replied softly, then dipped a little carmine and dotted it on the cheeks of the person in the painting, and suddenly sparkled.

"I'll see, I'll see!"

The girl couldn't wait to jump down from the tree, and kept running, looking like an old climber.

On the branches of the peach tree in the painting, there is a woman smiling lightly with peach petals, green silk brushing her forehead, her feet swaying happily in the air, surrounded by flying pink, and through the drawing paper, it seems that you can hear the bell-like laughter of the person in the painting.

The girl was stunned, and couldn't help pointing to the painting, and said in a daze:

"This ...... Is it me? Why is it so beautiful......

As soon as these words came out, the girl heard a voice with chagrin in her ears:

"If you are as smart as Ah Luo, you can't even see who the person in the painting is, then the painting must be bad. Forget it, it's better to tear it up and redraw it. ”

As he spoke, a pair of hands reached out, and he was about to touch the piece of paper, but it was opened by another beautiful white hand.

"Who said that the painting is not good! If you dare to tear it, I will tear you first!" the girl glared at the phoenix and threatened the young man.

"Okay, good, Ah Luo said good, that's good. ”

The young man was as kind as a stream, and the corners of his lips smiled unconsciously.

"In that case, you can frame this one by the way, and I'll get it later." The girl said, and was about to turn around, but suddenly remembered something, and turned back to pick up the pen that had not been dried on the side and said: "But there are paintings without poems, which is monotonous and pity, and see me with a poem for it." ”

If you are a different person, after feeling the girl's "unique" Danqing characteristics, I am afraid that it will be too late to dodge, let alone let her pick up the pen and add a few more strokes to her paintings. But the young man did not hesitate for a moment, so he nodded with a smile and said:

"Alo, please. ”

The girl bowed her head, groaned slightly, and then picked up the pen and wrote, but this time it was not like painting left and right, but the pen walked in one go:

Feihong didn't understand the swing, and was drunk and laughing with the spring breeze. ”

Looking at the fourteen big characters in front of him, which were obviously different from Fang Cai, the young man read them word by word, with a little more smile and deep thought in his eyes: "Ah Luo's words are also unique." ”

"It's another 'unique', but this time, I accept it. The girl smiled, put down the pen in her hand, and continued:

"Among the things that the beautiful girls must learn, the only thing I can do is the calligraphy I learned from my mother, otherwise I wouldn't dare to mess around with such a good painting as you. ”

"It's just a painting, and everything that Ah Luo writes is good. ”

"You can talk, but I love to listen. The girl raised an eyebrow, but she didn't look overjoyed.

When the young man saw her like this, he didn't care, and looked at the two poems carefully, and then said seriously: "But about your word, my appreciation is really heartfelt: at first glance, there is Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion", but if you look carefully, it is not such a sense of generosity, especially when you start and put the pen away, it is different from ordinary people——"

Glancing at Ah Luo, the young man paused, but still said the words in his mouth: "For some reason, I seem to feel that there is sword light and sword qi inside, and there is a fierce meaning behind Kuanhe......"

Ah Luo was noncommittal, walked to the side of the tree, climbed up again, his feet still swaying in the air, no different from the girl in the painting, but the sound of the silver bell seemed to suddenly disappear.

The spring breeze sent her words, and sentence by sentence fell into the ears of the young man:

"My grandfather was a horseman, but my grandmother was a daughter of the Southlanders. When my grandfather accidentally saved my grandmother's life, my grandmother had feelings for my grandfather, and later she did not hesitate to disobey the family's orders and left her hometown to live with her grandfather.

"Grandfather is a rough man, but he is thoughtful and alert, coupled with such a virtuous help as his grandmother, he soon became a celebrity in front of the emperor grandfather with his courage and good fighting, because of his loyalty, and many times to protect the emperor's grandfather meritorious, so before the emperor's death, he married his father on behalf of his mother.

"Maybe I think that with the power of soldiers and horses in my grandfather's hands, I can protect my young father and emperor to sit on the throne, or I think that my grandfather has served the Qi family all the year round, and he only got a daughter in middle age. In short, at that time, the same young mother became the future queen, and after waiting for the concubine, she married her father.

"Grandmother is gentle and virtuous, whether she was in the boudoir at the beginning, or later married to a grandfather who only recognized a few big characters, she did not forget to put down her **** habit of reading and practicing calligraphy. My grandmother is from the Langyu Wang family, so she has learned a good hand of calligraphy since she was a child, and she is even more proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. With such a grandmother, the queen mother naturally received the best teaching at a very young age.

But no matter what, at that time, my father and emperor did not look down on the queen mother as a general, especially the daughter of a general who controlled him everywhere and restricted him. Therefore, no matter how respectful and virtuous the queen mother is, no matter how gentle and tolerant she is, in the future, she will never be able to get the joy of her father, who was prejudiced from the beginning.

"After I was born, my mother asked my grandfather to find a teacher to teach me how to whip a horse and bow and arrow, and then taught me to read and write. My mother knew a lot, but she only taught me these two things, and never let me read the Female Commandments or anything like that.

She said that her life was too hard, and she didn't want me to be a person like her who couldn't even change her fate; she said that teaching me to practice martial arts was to let me learn to protect myself; teaching me to learn calligraphy was so that I could calm down and let people know that the descendants of Jiangmen were not all reckless, and of course, it was also the inheritance of the bloodline of the Langyu Wang......

But the queen mother didn't expect it, and neither did the grandfather expect that the father couldn't hold back in the end, and sentenced his grandfather's family to be beheaded on the charge of collaborating with the enemy and treason. The moment the queen mother heard the news, she fell ill and never woke up until later. Before leaving, he told me to take care of Xiaoyi and practice my calligraphy......

"Can you understand that?"

The girl turned around and smiled sweetly at the boy standing below from above, but it made people feel distressed.

"Although the aura of sword light is good, when it hurts others, it is also easy to hurt itself. Although I am temporarily powerless, I am willing to swear by the sunny day, and in this life, I will protect the pen of Ah Luo, and return to the Wang family's light and free capital. ”

The young man in front of him had scorching eyes, and in his handsome and bright complexion, there was a burning sincerity and eagerness, and under the sun, it was so bright that people couldn't come back to their senses.

The wind sent the unique fragrance of spring, and the grass on the ground swayed with the wind, and after a long time, I heard a light laugh that had nothing to do with it:

"What is the level of my danqing, I still have self-knowledge, so that painting, let's burn it directly, and when I have the opportunity, I will give you the real Wang's ink treasure." ”

……

"In this life, I will protect Aluo's pen and return to Wang's light and free capital......"

"When I have the opportunity, I will give you the real Wang's Mobao ......"

In the end, I still couldn't protect you, and I couldn't erase the sword aura from that pen......

Is it because you are unwilling? So the calligraphy you taught your daughter brought more harshness and injustice......

But don't worry, this time, I won't miss the appointment again......

Wuluo's hand has been on the arm of the person in front of him for a long time, but he has never said a word, only a slight choking in his throat, showing that he is not in a calm mood.

And such unrest naturally caused speculation among the people around him, especially the middle-aged man who was accosted by him.

"Doctor...... I...... Am I hopeless?"

The man's words were full of tears, and in the end he couldn't help it, and he cried bitterly: "Doctor! Doctor! You are a miracle doctor! Please, please cure me! I am old and young, my three children have just been able to run, and the whole family of six people is counting on me! As long as you cure me, you will be a cow and a horse! Doctor! Please!"

At this time, the surrounding discussions also sounded:

"Is it really some kind of incurable disease? Even Dr. Wuluo can't cure it?"

"What nonsense? For many years, there are still diseases that Dr. Wuluo can't cure?"

"But the doctor hasn't said a word yet!"

"Didn't you say it just couldn't be cured?"

"Alas, this old brother is really pitiful......"

In the midst of the controversy, Wuluo came back to his senses, and then said to the man: "Don't worry, it's not a serious illness, it's just a cold guide's abdominal pain, and it's not in the way." ”

As he spoke, he read out the name of the medicine and told Luan Geti to write it down.

"Doctor, aren't you comforting me, are you?If it's such a small illness, why did you take so long to speak......" The man seemed incredulous, and the people next to him looked unbelieving, looking at the man with sympathy in his eyes.

"He never deceives the sick and never deceives the patient. I was distracted, but it was because I had found a solution to a case that I hadn't understood for a long time, so I didn't come back to my senses for a long time. If it causes you a misunderstanding, we hope you will forgive me. ”

Wuluo arched his hand, as if he was afraid that the man would not believe it, and he added: "Although you take the medicine according to the prescription, if something goes wrong, Wuluo and Jishitang will never run away." ”

As soon as they heard this, everyone shut up, and the middle-aged man also showed a little apology, and then gratitiously held the prescription handed by Luan Ge and went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

Taking advantage of the gap when the next person stepped forward, Luan Ge bumped Wuluo with his arm and whispered:

"Hey, are you alright?"

glanced at Luan Ge's phoenix eyes, which seemed to coincide with the eyes in his memory.

It's just that in those eyes, all of them are hidden under the joy, but the pair in front of them is rare cold and profound.

It's her daughter after all...... Although they don't look alike, these eyes are surprisingly consistent......

"I'm fine. ”

After only one glance, Wuluo turned his head and continued to carefully probe the pulse and recite the name without squinting.

But Luan Ge knows better than anyone else that the loss of consciousness is not because he thought of any case or recipe.

Because if it is, I'm afraid that the first thing he has to do is to write it down first, instead of revealing a bit of melancholy and regret that is different from what he doesn't show at all on weekdays.

But Wuluo didn't want to say, and she didn't want to ask again, so she could only shrug her shoulders, press her wrist and continue to write.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and the sentence "Who taught you your words" sounded in her ears.

A swaying god, her hand shook slightly, and the longest vertical on the right half of the Dendrobium character was crooked.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and didn't let people notice that something was wrong.

Handwriting......

Why did Wuluo ask like this......

But few people have ever seen her handwriting......

At the beginning in the Qi State, the people who had seen her handwriting were dead, old, and there was no young man in his early twenties like him;

Because the man said that in her words, the sword light and sword intent are too strong...... With such a sharp stroke, it's better not to appear in front of people......

Maybe it's just curiosity?

Luan Ge smoothed his breath and comforted himself.

Perhaps, like him, Wuluo is also because it is the first time he has seen such handwriting, especially from the pen of a young girl, so it is inevitable that he will be curious, right? )