The weather is gradually getting cooler, and it is already autumn, and Lu Chensheng also feels a lot more comfortable.

After breakfast, Lu Chensheng carried the table to the courtyard, then spread the paper and began to practice calligraphy.

This is something that Lu Chensheng often insists on, and he has already developed a habit at this time.

After understanding the sword intent, Lu Chensheng's practice began to change a little, and the font was extremely sharp.

It's just that after the battle of Jiyun City, Lu Chensheng has a little new understanding, and the font is still full of the feeling of a pen, but it is a little more restrained.

Xiao Yu stood aside and sharpened the inkstone for Lu Chensheng, while carefully looking at the words written by her uncle.

"Doesn't my uncle know how to write poetry? Or my uncle will write the first one! ”

Xiao Yu looked at it, and saw that her aunt was really just practicing calligraphy calmly, and after thinking about it, she opened her mouth and said.

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he thought about it, took a piece of paper and spread it again.

"Then my uncle will write a poem."

Poetry is excellent for cultivating sentiment.

Lu Chensheng himself often reads some poems with great meaning, savoring the artistic conception for a long time.

This kind of artistic conception can sometimes help Lu Chensheng deepen his understanding of some martial arts.

When Xiaoyu heard this, she was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly clapped her hands.

Lu Chensheng began to write, and a line of fonts began to emerge slowly.

"The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the smoke and orchid are crying and dew, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away."

Xiaoyu watched carefully from the side, silently reciting in her heart, not daring to disturb her aunt writing poems out loud.

"Mingyue doesn't know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the slanting light pierces Zhu Hu to the dawn."

Uncle, who is this poem for? It seems to be a parting?

Xiao Yu looked at this poem, was slightly stunned, and then looked inexplicable.

"Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send color notes and rulers, where do you know where the mountains and rivers are? ”

When Xiaoyu saw this, she was stunned for a moment, and only after half a sound did she think, Uncle, I'm afraid I'm not thinking about people in the Great Cangguo, right?

Also, my uncle left Dacang Country to come here, and my aunt in Dacang Country has lived for so long, there will definitely be people who I think about.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu suddenly felt that her uncle was so pitiful.

"Uncle, do you have someone you miss?"

Xiaoyu was on the side, looking at her aunt a little weakly.

If my uncle had it, he wouldn't have left, right? But my uncle is already here, and I'm married to my own lady, so I shouldn't be leaving, right?

"Naturally, there is."

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he nodded directly.

To be honest, Lu Chensheng thinks back now, and he doesn't know why he was angry that day.

Xu has no sense of belonging to this world, or because he has been seeing Qiongyue and his daughters, and he is used to being well-behaved.

Lu Chensheng himself felt that the other party, as a woman, should obey her husband no matter what, and after adding that Lu Chensheng actually didn't do anything that day, he felt that the other party had misunderstood him a little.

Or maybe it was just Qiongyue and the girls who were concerned, but when they suddenly saw each other like this, they felt that there was nothing to be nostalgic for.

Lu Chensheng thought about it, and then his brows furrowed deeply.

Then, again, he sighed heavily.

Lu Chensheng felt that he was a little homesick.

Just like the year when he just went out to work, Lu Chensheng was extremely homesick and homesick at that time.

When it comes to the day I go home, I feel like I'm at home.

But later, I gradually got used to staying in other places, and I didn't feel so homesick.

But now, for the fact that he can't go back, Lu Chensheng feels that his mood seems to be the same as that time.

Xiao Yu was on the side, looking at his aunt and sighing, his sword eyebrows were raised, and he suddenly felt a little distressed.

Just wanted to appease her a little, but she also saw Lu Chensheng waving his hand at her, "Don't worry, your uncle is fine." ”

Lu Chensheng said to Xiao Yuyi, but at the moment he was not in the mood to continue practicing calligraphy, and after cleaning up, he carried the table back.

After doing all this, Lu Chensheng went out.

didn't let Xiaoyu follow, Lu Chensheng went out alone.

After a while, Lu Chensheng came back to his senses, looked at a scholar passing by, and stepped forward and bowed his hand.

"This brother is polite."

Seeing this, the scholar on the other side also bowed, "I don't know what happened to Brother Tai?" ”

The scholar was also extremely polite, and asked Lu Chensheng.

"Not long after coming down to this Chunnan City, I want to ask where is the best wine in the city?"

Lu Chensheng wanted to drink, mainly because he felt that a drink could also relieve his mood.

The scholar was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after glancing at Lu Chensheng, he said, "If you want to say who has the best wine in Chunnan City, it is naturally the daughter in Yingyue Tower who is popular." ”

Lu Chensheng was stunned when he heard this, Yingyuelou's daughter was red?

"There's no wine from the rest of the world, so it's better to drink?"

Isn't Yingyue Tower the Qinglou, how can Lu Chensheng not know?

You can't just go to this place just to drink, right?

Hearing this, the scholar glanced at Lu Chensheng and immediately smiled.

"I'm waiting for scholars to go to this Yingyue Tower, it's not something to laugh at, besides, who in this Chunnan City doesn't know the daughter of this Yingyue Tower? Brother Tai came to the south of the city, if you don't take a sip of the daughter red of this Yingyue Tower, it will be in vain. ”

Lu Chensheng's heart was immediately moved when he heard this, listening to what the other party said, it seemed that if he didn't go, he would really be a little disappointed.

Thinking of this, he hugged his fists and thanked the other party, turned around and walked towards Yingyue Tower.

At this moment, the weather is still early, and when Lu Chensheng arrives, there is basically no one downstairs in Yingyue.

But there is such an old bustard who is calling customers hard.

Seeing Lu Chensheng coming, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled Lu Chensheng and walked inside.

"Oh, son, you're here, you haven't been here for a long time, and the slave thinks you've forgotten about them."

Lu Chensheng's cheeks twitched slightly when he listened, he was full of calculations, it was the second time he came, and he seemed to come often.

Knowing that this is also the other party's routine, in order to make the guests feel closer, they naturally didn't say much.

"Girls, come out and pick up the guests! There's a handsome boy here this morning! ”

The sound came from afar, and some of the girls were still asleep in the attic, and there was a hint of resentment in their eyes when they listened to the voice.

Where did this son come from?

Why is it so anxious?

If you are really in such a hurry, why don't you come at night and stay overnight?

I thought so in my heart, but the servants didn't dare to slack off, and after quickly getting up and dressing up, they started to pick up customers directly.

If they neglect the guests, they will be cleaned up.