The next day, after having breakfast, Zheng Sui planned to practice calligraphy, but just let Xin Yi grind, he saw a servant woman coming, Zheng Sui had some impressions, this servant woman was the person in front of Shiro Zheng Jun, it seemed to be Shiro's nurse.

Cai Fu greeted her, "Why did Yu Niang come here so early, but what's the matter?"

"The old slave came over, is to help Xiao Lang pass a word, Xiao Lang invited Shi Niang to go to the front hall, early this morning, there is a Wang Twelve Lang came to the house, specially to visit Shi Niang, Xiao Lang excused himself, and Wen Weng discussed, then invited Shi Niang to go over. ”

Zheng Sui was stunned for a moment, she almost forgot about it, originally she thought that that night, or the next morning, Wang Shishilang would send the notebook over, but I didn't want to send it over, and then I thought about it, he was temperamental, and he loved calligraphy, and he got this rare calligraphy, maybe he didn't care at all, the calligraphy she sent was sarcastic to him bullying people,

Therefore, because of this, Zheng Sui has always felt a pity in his heart that the only Guli calligraphy in Ruan Shifu's handwriting was given to him for nothing.

I didn't want to send it anyway.

Although it was more than ten days late.

But he didn't expect his temperament to be much different from the fifth brother.

Zheng Sui thought about this, and hurriedly said to the servant woman who came in: "Ah Niang, wait a minute. After Cai Fu led the servant woman out, Zheng Sui stretched out his hand to summon the morning breeze, and gave an ear to instruct, and the few maids in front of him were the most clever and lively in the morning breeze.

After listening to the morning breeze, he answered, and then went out and followed the servant maid Yu Niang to the front hall.

"Little lady, what are you doing with that girl in Morrowind?"

"How can you add up anything. Zheng Sui stood in front of the case. glanced at Cai Fu, and took the purple jade hao that Xin Yi handed over with one hand, "It's just to let Chenfeng go and get that notebook back." Didn't you say it last time, it's a pity that the copybook was sent out, and now people send it to the door, and you can get it back, so it's hard for you to be unhappy. ”

Cai Fu shook her head, "The maid doesn't believe the little lady's words." ”

Zheng Sui didn't argue anymore and began to put pen to paper. Xin Yi and Baicao were playing with pen and ink beside them, picking out silk threads, intending to tie a few strings.

The house was very peaceful.

About a quarter of an hour. As soon as the morning breeze returned, it broke the silence, and Wen Weng came with the morning breeze.

Zheng Sui greeted the morning breeze. Look at the morning breeze and wink at her. Nodding heavily, his heart was relieved, but immediately after, he stiffened his head and asked Wen Weng to sit down on the couch in the outer hall, and he also passed over from the cubicle.

"Ah Weng, why are you free to come here at this time?" Zheng Sui sat down on the couch next to him.

Wen Weng glanced at Zheng Sui, and his eyes seemed to be nakedly saying that Zheng Sui was asking knowingly. Sure enough, as soon as he spoke. Wen Weng didn't turn around, and said directly, "I praised you last night, I thought that the little lady had finally grown up, and I didn't want to be such a child. ”

Zheng Sui didn't defend either, and called Ah Weng, "I only have this one in the Guli script." ”

"Erlangjun is good at the ancient Li book style, and a certain person doesn't believe this. Wen Weng said, looking at Zheng Sui's clear eyes, and said: "Ruan Langjun's Guli calligraphy may only have such a copy, but the little lady can send two ......."

Zheng Sui hurriedly interrupted Wen Weng's words, "Ah Weng, Aye's copybook, how can I give it to others casually." ”

Wen Weng glared at Zheng Sui angrily, "You are naughty, if Gorou is still there, you are more naughty, and someone will clean it up for you, now ......"

As soon as he heard this, Zheng Sui was anxious, "Okay, what did Ah Weng do when he mentioned this again, who said that Brother Ah is not there, but Hao Yi and they haven't found it yet, I don't believe that Brother Ah will have an accident." The more he talked about the back, the louder he became, not so much convincing Wen Weng as he seemed to be trying to convince himself.

Seeing this, Wen Weng's eyes darkened, and he was silent.

And Zheng Sui also sat down on the seat, as if he had lost all his strength, and he was speechless for a while.

After a while, it wasn't until Shiro sent someone to invite Wen Weng that Wen Weng came to his senses, thinking that he would go out with Shiro today, and when he left, he only said in a deep tone, "The little lady can't be like this again in the future." ”

Since then, for a period of time, when the two were together, they had a tacit understanding not to mention Zheng Wei again.

After Wen Weng left, Zheng Sui got up and practiced calligraphy again, and his fluctuating mood gradually eased down and tended to calm down.

He also picked out a few good ones for all the calligraphy he practiced in the morning, and asked Xin Yi to put them away, and then he took his hands and Xin Yi took the grass to clean up the case.

Zheng Sui sat down on the couch, took the buttermilk handed over by Caifu, drank half a bowl, and then handed the notebook back to Zheng Sui, Zheng Sui originally wanted to say, why not just let it be put away, but when he saw that Chenfeng had handed it over, he took it and opened it to take a look.

If Qingqing is a restaurant girl, I am willing to be Feng Zidu.

Feng Zidu is the noble slave who bullied people on the street and laughed at the restaurant girl in the poem "Yu Linlang".

Qingqing is a nickname between husband and wife lovers nowadays.

Suddenly, Zheng Sui's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to tear up this notebook immediately, but as soon as his hands were forced, the back of the hand holding the notebook was floating, but he was reluctant, closed the notebook with a snap, and hurriedly looked up at the morning breeze, "But who reads this notebook?"

I only heard the morning breeze reply: "The maid took this notebook from Wang Shishilang's hand, only glanced at it, and saw that it was the one sent by the little lady, so he took it back, and later, he didn't show it to anyone?"

Cai Fu looked at Zheng Sui's face abnormally on the side, thinking about the changes in Fang Cai, and asked: "Little lady, but what's wrong? Could it be that it's not the original one, or show it to the maid." ”

"Don't. Zheng Sui hurriedly said, nervously holding the notebook in his arms, and at the same time a tense heart, also relaxed, and suddenly felt confused, if this notebook, Shilang Zheng Jun or Wen Weng has seen it, how can it still be in his hands, if Chenfeng sees the last line of words, he will not say nothing, just hand it directly to her, thinking about this, he grabbed the notebook in his hand, and shouted Xin Yi, "Give me the pen." ”

After the order, Zheng Sui raised his head and looked at everyone's suspicions, especially Cai Fu, and hurriedly explained, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's the original one, it's just ...... It's just that on the last page, there are a few words that are not much lighter, so I can just draw and fill them. Quickly got up, went to the small pavilion next to him, took the brush handed over by Xin Yi, and even Xin Yi drove out, erasing all the lines of words added by Wang Jingzhi, until he couldn't see anything, and then refused to give up.

When the ink was dry, Zheng Sui came out of the cubicle and handed the calligraphy to Xin Yi outside the curtain, and asked her to put it away, Zheng Sui estimated that for a long time, she would not want to see this calligraphy again, as long as she saw this calligraphy, she would remember that she was sarcastic, but let people give an army.

However, one thing that made Zheng Sui even more depressed was that in the evening, she learned from Liu Yuan that Wang Shishilang lived in the mansion, she remembered that Zheng Jin also lived in this house, how could she be happy to live according to Wang Shishilang's avoidance of Zheng Jin.

It's just these, but it's not Zheng Sui's turn to worry, all of them are Shiro and Wen Weng entertaining, she practices calligraphy and painting in her room every day, or reads the letterhead of the palace, and Wen Weng will come to talk to her the next night, and return to the matter, just when Zheng Sui's deep residence is simple, and she is about to forget about this person, this person appears in front of her again.

During the Double Ninth Festival, wear dogwoods and drink chrysanthemum wine.

The fields and forests in the south of Linru County, which the Zheng family purchased, among them are a beautiful mountain range, the locals call Magu Mountain, when Zheng Suichu heard this name, he felt that this mountain was probably related to Magu in Ge Hong's "Legend of the Immortals" in the previous dynasty.

Regardless of these allusions and legends, but the scenery on the mountain is indeed very beautiful, the smoke and clouds are flying, the peaks and peaks are steep, in the late autumn season, in addition to the wild chrysanthemums that are all over the ground, it is the golden fallen leaves, spread all over the hills, extremely gorgeous and quiet.

On this day, it is a trip to the family.

Because of the beautiful scenery of Magu Mountain, he planned to build a courtyard in the mountain, but now it has just started, and even the prototype can not be seen, but such a courtyard, after several years of continuous repair, is very spectacular and exquisite.

Later, Zheng Sui lived in this courtyard for ten years, and he thought that the word Magu was not good, so he changed his name to Dongshan.

It's just a story for later.

Zheng Sui couldn't think of it at the moment, but what she was thinking about was the person who appeared in front of her, why was he still in the Zheng family.

At this moment, Wang Jingzhi is separated from her by a tree, about a lot of wine, leaning on an ancient cypress branch, so casual, so free and easy, every move reveals the god of the pine wind, a face like beautiful jade, with a bright smile, "That copybook, I still go back, Shi Niang is still satisfied with it?"

Zheng Sui obviously felt that he should grit his teeth, but he still maintained a calm face, "I didn't look at it, let the maid burn it." ”

"That's a pity. ”

"Of course, it's a pity that there are very few copies of the ancient Lishu written by Ruan Shifu. ”

"As long as Ruan Langjun is still alive, the calligraphy is not rare, if you want, you can ask for another copy, it must not be difficult, I said a pity, it is the line I wrote, but it took me a lot of effort, that is not with ordinary ink, but the wax ink I recently developed, it does not melt when it meets water, it absorbs dry when it meets ink, and it does not retreat after many years. ”

"What do you mean by sucking up the ink?" Zheng Sui opened her mouth in surprise, but it wasn't what she thought.

Wang Jingzhi said very slowly, with twelve points of deliberateness, "When the ink is absorbed, it is smeared with ink," the smile in his eyes spread from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his eyebrows, and he added, "In the future, I should develop a new ink that can't be burned by fire." (To be continued......)