Chapter 1019: A handkerchief sends affection

Wendy laughed, "Haha! Count you brat smart! However, don't be sentimental, my sister really didn't mean it, it was just a coincidence. ”

"Hah! I said, Sister Wen, this is too much of a coincidence, right? Zhang Zheng said with a smile.

"Is there anything strange about that? Haven't Brother Zhang heard the saying 'no book is written without coincidence'? Wendy asked.

"Of course I've heard of it, the idiom 'no coincidence makes a book' is about the story of Shi Nai'an writing "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger", which seems to have nothing to do with today's events."

"Brother Zhang, the first three lines of the poem are easier to understand, but what does this 'horizontal and vertical silk' mean?" Hu Manru asked.

"I only know that this poem is from the Ming Dynasty poet Yang Shen, but I don't know the ins and outs of the poem. Sister Xie is a highly talented student of the Huaxia Department of Peking University, and she should know this poem, so let's ask Sister Xie to explain it. Zhang Zheng said.

It is said that Huang E, the wife of the Ming Dynasty poet Yang Shen, is good at writing poems, Yang Shen was degraded, and Huang E missed her husband and wanted to write a love letter, but she was afraid of suffering trouble because of the book, so she gave a silk silk to her husband. After Yang Shen received the silk, he began to be puzzled, after repeated research, when he found that Supa was woven by a number of horizontal and vertical silks, he had a complete epiphany, and finally understood that his wife was originally using a silk handkerchief to express the inextricable lovesickness, so he composed this "Supa" poem. Xie Shiran introduced.

"Oh, I see. That is to say, Sister Wen gave Brother Zhang a silk handkerchief, which is the same as Huang E, and has other intentions? Hu Manru reasoned.

"Sister Manru is too worried, I just said, my sister didn't mean this at all, it was just a coincidence, it was Brother Zhang's own passion, and he had to be involved in some Ming Dynasty poet. I said Manru sister, don't worry, my sister won't compete with you for Brother Zhang, hehe! Wendy said with a grin.

"Sister Wen, he is not a rare thing, what is there to fight for, I don't bother to pay attention to him?" Hu Manru said.

"I said Manru, a superb man like Brother Zhang, of course, is a rare animal, you don't take it lightly, in case it is robbed by others, it will be too late for you to regret it." Wendy reminded.

"Sister Wen, don't worry, Manru is a roasted duck, so he has a hard mouth, maybe the two of them will go to Wushan together and rain towards the clouds." Zhu Yuanyuan said with a smile.

"Haha!" After listening to Zhu Yuanyuan's words, it caused a burst of laughter from several women present.

"I said sister-in-law, did you talk like that? Beware of me suing you in front of my brother! Hu Manru said to Zhu Yuanyuan.

"I said Manru, what are you suing me? Let's hear it. Zhu Yuanyuan now has Hu Manru's handle in her hand, and she has changed her previous submissive style, and she is no longer worried about offending this prospective sister-in-law.

"I've noticed a few times that you look at that guy a little bit ......"

"Haha, I said Manru, may I ask, which guy do I see? What's in my eyes? Zhu Yuanyuan asked with a smile.

"It's really funny, this sister-in-law and sister-in-law who didn't pass through the door actually made a fuss." Zhang Zheng said with a smile.

"you, isn't it all because of you bad guy?" Hu Manru said.

"I said Manru, don't be so unreasonable, brother, I am a four-good young man with all-round development of 'morality, intelligence, physique, and beauty', I don't have anything to do with the two of you, don't pour basins on me." Zhang Zheng said seriously.

"Haha!" As soon as Zhang Zheng's words fell, everyone burst into laughter.

"I said, guys, what are you laughing at? Is there anything ridiculous about being a 'good young man'? Zhang Zheng asked.

"Brother Zhang, is there a 'good young man with four haves' like you? Do you know the criteria for 'four good youths'? ”

Hu Manru was caught off guard by Zhu Yuanyuan, and was holding back the fire in his belly, just finding a place to get angry.

"Didn't I just say that? The standard is morality, intelligence, physique, and beauty. Zhang Zheng said.

"Wrong! Morality, intelligence, physique, and beauty are the standards of the 'four good youths', and ideals, morality, culture, and discipline are the standards for the four good youths. Hu Manru said with disdain.

"Haha! Because Huaxia likes to play number games, there are too many and too chaotic things about numbers, such as 'one is not afraid of hardship, the other is not afraid of death', 'three disciplines and eight points of attention', 'three good students', 'four good teenagers', 'four youths', 'five good soldiers', and so on. If you are too much, it is easy to mess up, and if you are messy, it is easy to make mistakes, no, if you are not careful, my brother will choose the wrong one, and regard the 'four good boys' as the 'four youths'. Zhang Zheng said with a smile.

"Brother Zhang is right, there are too many number games in Huaxia, and the same is true for the leader's speech, a speech, not one, two, three, four points, as if there is no level, just talk like this in China, it seems that this style of speech is often brought to the world." Hu Manru said with a smile.