Han left angrily, Cheng Wei sat in front of the bookcase, picked up the pen and wrote two poems, but the mood was even more uncalm.

"The autumn bushes are like pottery, and the edge of the fence is becoming more and more oblique. It's not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, and this flower is even more flowerless......"

This poem is not only amazing, but also flatters the eldest aunt, putting aside character, how can there be a woman like Cheng Yao in this world?

Yes, she is always a frog at the bottom of the well, there are so many talented people in this world, not to mention far, just say Ah Hui, listen to her tell the past, you can know that Ah Hui's talisman is self-taught!

"Cheng Wei, you finally think of me again." Ah Hui's anxious voice came from the bracelet.

Once when she stayed in Cheng Wei's body, she could take the initiative to communicate with her, but she was trapped in the bracelet again, and only two percent of her soul power was left after being tossed by those bowls of black dog blood and chicken heads, so she could only wait for Cheng Wei to take the initiative to think of her.

"Ah Hui?" Cheng Wei's nerves are tense.

Sensing this, Ah Hui hurriedly said: "Cheng Wei, why do you have to be like a great enemy? I'm just a remnant now, trapped in a bracelet and unable to do anything. Let's get acquainted and talk to me once in a while, can't we? ”

"I don't have much to say to you."

Ah Hui heard that there was no hope, and her tone became mean: "In this case, what are you doing when you think of me?" Are mood swings still so intense? ”

"I-" Cheng opened his mouth slightly, inexplicably having the desire to talk.

In this world, if you want to say that the person who knows best why she and Cheng Yao are against each other, it is undoubtedly Ah Hui.

Under the ghost's envoy, she opened her mouth: "Ah Hui." Is there a person in this world who is extremely talented and self-taught? ”

Ah Hui didn't expect Cheng Wei to ask this, and said lazily: "Is your talent amazing?" Perhaps. But it's impossible to be self-taught. Is that still human? ”

"But isn't your talisman self-taught?"

Ah Hui was stunned, as if she didn't want to mention the past again, and said coldly: "Don't think nonsense, I just have another chance." ”

"I see." Cheng Wei didn't know whether he was relieved or more depressed, and muttered. "But there is such a person around me."

"Who are you talking about?" Ah Hui asked rhetorically, and her voice changed. Almost viciously asked, "Is it your second brother?" ”

, I actually knew that I splashed her with the blood of the all-yang black dog, that kid was going against the sky!

Cheng Wei was stunned. Then some crying and laughing: "No." Belch. My second brother is indeed very good, but ...... How to say it, he is different from Cheng Yao. Although the second brother can do everything well, I can see his efforts, such as the second brother's good marksmanship, which he has practiced every day. But Cheng Yao is different, she gives me the feeling that those skills seem to be innate. ”

Cheng Wei simply read out the two poems.

Ah Hui was silent for a moment. muttered: "It's a fellow countryman......"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. Cheng Wei, you don't have to put pressure on yourself anymore. The poems written by Cheng Yao are just plagiarism. ”

"Plagiarism?" Cheng Wei raised her voice, she never thought of this possibility, "How come, she has done a lot of poems before, each of which is a masterpiece, and the great Confucians in the world have praised it when it is spread." If it was really plagiarism, the world would not know? ”

Once those poems are published enough to last for centuries, how can they be hidden from the world?

Ah Hui's tone was a little interested: "What's the benefit of me lying to you?" It is precisely because each poem is amazing that it cannot be written by one person. Think about it, has there ever been such a poet in the past? A poet, there are always highs and lows, even if there is not, at least there is a process of accumulation, how can it be like Cheng Yao, every capital is shocking? ”

Taking advantage of Cheng Wei's stunned, Ah Hui simply read a few poems casually.

Cheng Wei finally woke up like a dream, and said again and again: "Yes, yes, it's such a good poem." The "White Plum" you just read, Cheng Yao made it last winter! ”

"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

In Ah Hui's somewhat mocking tone, Cheng Wei became angry, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.

How can there be such a brazen person!

Isn't it ridiculous that she studied hard all night and night, and was ashamed of herself again and again?

Cheng Wei took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Ah Hui, you will also be able to write those poems, won't you?" ”

"I don't remember it all. However, in the spring flowers and autumn moons, anyone who likes to enter the poem can say a few. Do you want me to read it all to you? ”

Ah Hui is full of malice.

Why did she end up like this because she was a fellow countryman, but that Cheng Yao was so prosperous?

She just can't see others well, what is her love.

"Good!" Cheng Wei spread out the rice paper and picked up the pen, "You read, I remember." ”

Time passed, and before I knew it, it was noon.

"Girl, it's time to eat."

Cheng Wei didn't reply: "Get out!" ”

Huan Yan withdrew, and consulted with the thrush anxiously: "The girl is fine, why do you keep writing in the study?" It's scary to look at. ”

The thrush also looked ugly: "No, the girl has been like this for almost two hours, no, how can she stand it like this." Today seems to be the day of Mu Xiu, I'll go and see if the second son is not there. ”

The thrush ran again and again, and finally simply went to the gate to guard, until the sun was setting in the west, only to see Cheng Che turn over and dismount, hand over the reins to Bajin, and walk in with his feet raised.

"Second son, you can count it back, go and persuade our girl."

As soon as he heard the thrush's words, Cheng Che's heart seemed to be knocked by a small hammer, and he panicked: "What's wrong with the third girl?" ”

"The girl didn't know what to write in the study early in the morning, and she didn't even bother to eat lunch, and she was still writing, as if she were ...... It's like you've fallen into an evil spirit! ”

Cheng Che's face changed suddenly.

The word "evil spirit" may have been said casually by the thrush in order to emphasize the seriousness of the matter, but it was different in the ears of Cheng Ergongzi.

You know, he saved his sister who was ghostly with a bowl of black dog blood!

A gust of wind galloped by, blowing the hem of the thrush skirt up, and when she came back to her senses, Cheng Che had already disappeared.

Thrush held her chin as she was about to fall.

Second son, what about the clouds that are said to be light and light, and not moving like a mountain?

"Weiwei—"

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and the autumn wind poured in, blowing the table full of rice paper for a while.

Cheng Wei turned around, looking confused: "Second brother? ”

Cheng Che strode in, put the pen aside in his hand, looked up and down, and then breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the ink off her face, looked at his sister's pale face, and scolded: "I heard the maid say that you have been locked up in the study since early to write, and you still don't care about your body?" Cheng Wei, if you are like this, do you want the second brother to tie you to your side, so that you can rest assured? ”

Cheng Wei wrote poems for several hours, his brain was mixed, and when he heard Cheng Che say this, he couldn't turn around for a while, and stretched out his hands stupidly: "Tie it." ”

After finishing speaking, his eyes closed and he fainted from exhaustion. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you to Longji Xiaoxian and Tangta for the peace charm, and thank you to the book friends who voted.