"Don't cry!"

Seeing Yu Xiangrong crying quietly, Jing Zhe panicked.

At the same time, it is a little distressing.

Yu Xiangrong didn't seem to hear it, staring at the destroyed rice paper, and burst into tears.

"I... Finally, again... Write it..."

Thinking that I had worked so hard before, I only inquired about the full words of this [Water Tune Song Head] from the subordinates, and then it took a day to write it down today, how difficult it is!

Where did she think that it was just a moment of effort, what she wrote yesterday was torn up by Yu Haixing, she was not discouraged, and it took a long time to finally write down the first sentence again, but it was destroyed again.

How can you not feel distressed like this?

"It's just a poem, and then write it!"

Jing Zhe couldn't see the girl crying, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

The delicate Yu Xiangrong looked at him while crying, "I, I... You... You pay me! ”

Maybe even she didn't know why, when facing Haixing, the rice paper was torn, and she just wanted to come back and write again, but when she faced Jing Zhe, she said, "You compensate me".

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe immediately laughed.

"Okay, as long as you don't cry, I'll compensate you right away!"

Stay with you for one night... Phew, I can accompany you for the rest of my life!

Looking at Yu Xiangrong's pear blossom with rain and my cute appearance when I saw pity, Jing Zhe added in his heart.

Yu Xiangrong's tears slowly stopped, glared at Jing Zhe, and then said coquettishly: "No... Don't you pay! ”

"Huh? Didn't you just say you wanted me to pay for it? ”

Jing Zhe came to be interested.

"You... You're the bad guy! ”

Yu Xiangrong put the paper away, lifted the hem of her skirt, her cheeks were a little red, she lowered her head, she didn't dare to look at Jing Zhe, and prepared to leave.

But Jing Zhe took a step forward and stretched out his big hand, like a hooligan who was molesting a woman from a good family: "Can't go!" ”

“……”

The peach blossom eyes that had just stopped their tears suddenly became hazy again, and the frightened Jing Zhe hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't cry, okay?" How can you cry all the time? ”

Then he said: "Let's make it clear, I broke your rice paper, and I will pay for it." But why do you call me a bad person? We don't know each other yet! ”

Jing Zhe thought it was very interesting to talk to such a delicate baby, so teasing her with words was also a kind of communication.

"You... Just now... Haixing said you... You're going to marry me..."

Yu Xiangrong's voice was originally small, and when he said this, he was still timid, as thin as a mosquito sound, if it weren't for Jing Zhe's good ear, I am afraid that he would not be able to hear it.

"This brother-in-law, his mouth is quite fast!"

Jing Zhe's muttering was just heard by Yu Xiangrong, and he glared at him with a crimson face, and was about to leave again.

But how could Jing Zhe let her go?

Blocked there and said: "I did say that I was going to marry you, but is it a bad person to marry you?" ”

“……”

Yu Xiangrong was stunned, this kind of complex and difficult question, her little head didn't seem to have thought about it.

Seeing that she was stunned, Jing Zhe opened the topic again and said, "Look at what you just wrote is also this [Water Tune Song Head], is this word so good?" Do you like it so much? ”

"The word... Great! This is the best Mid-Autumn Festival I've ever read... No, it's the best word I've ever read, well, the best! ”

When it comes to poetry, Yu Xiangrong, who was still stumbling just now, seems to be in his spirit immediately, and he can say it quite fluently.

"Really? Do you know the person who wrote this poem? ”

Hearing this, Yu Xiangrong's eyes became a little dim, shook his head, and then said, "This is... I listen to the people in the family... They also heard about it on the street. It seems like... It seems that there is a man named Jing Zhe... Well, it was written by the first genius of Anguo. ”

Yu Xiangrong, who was originally a little lost, suddenly said: "I can write such a good poem... This Jing Gongzi is very powerful... Well, that's amazing! What ordinary people can't see... I've heard a few people say this... I didn't remember it too much before... None of them were very literate, so they wrote for a long time... I finally wrote it down and it was gone. I won't tell you, I'm going to write it quickly... Otherwise, forget again! ”

Hearing this, Jing Zhe was a little speechless.

The learning environment of this delicate baby is also too poor!

No one in the family likes poetry, and even she has to inquire for a long time if she wants to write a poem, but this is also difficult for those people in their house, who write down poems one by one outside and come back to dictate to their Miss Jiaohan...

"You're learning to write poetry like this, it's too slow!"

Jing Zhe said: "I know a place where the people in it are all talented people, and they know a lot of poetry!" ”

Yu Xiangrong's eyes lit up: "Can they write the same poems as [Water Tune Song Head]?" ”

"Of course... OK! ”

I'm in the newspaper, of course!

"You... Deceitful! ”

Yu Xiangrong suddenly said: "No... There's no one better than... Bigger than Jing Da Cai... It's okay to write! ”

“……”

I really can't imagine that I have such a high weight in my heart, ashamed, ashamed!

"Well, that's only half right, there is really no one who can write better than Jing Dacaizi, after all, Jing Dacai is a literary and opera star in the sky, and he can write a poem casually, which is a quatrain that can be passed down through the ages, who can compare?"

It always feels weird to praise yourself, but it is much more comfortable than praising others, and after praising it, she continued: "But I didn't lie to anyone, because the place I said was also a talented man!" If you go, I can also ask Jing Dacai to write you words!" ”

"Really... It's true? ”

Jiao Han baby is crazy again.

"Of course it's true!"

Jing Zhe patted his chest and said: "As long as you go, I will ask him to write poems and lyrics for you every day, do you know, he not only writes poems very well, but also calligraphy is very good!" ”

Jiao Han Baby's face yearned, but I don't know what I thought, and my eyes dimmed again.

"Hey... My dad is sure... I won't agree, my dad... My dad didn't want me to read and write... I'm pestering my family... Descendants, learn one word a day, or... Many days... At most, it took me ten days to learn a word... Later, when I studied more, my father took care of it a little less... However, there is still no poetry at home, so I can only rely on me to inquire... If you go out... Dad definitely didn't want to, he said it was dangerous outside..."

"It's dangerous out there?"

Jing Zhe was stunned: "You haven't never gone out, have you?" ”

Yu Xiangrong shook his head: "It's also a good time to go out." ”

After thinking about it, he said softly, "But... My father took me out, and I had to take a sedan chair... Those who don't let me show up easily say that there are bad people... I'm afraid they'll bully me..."

Hearing this, Jing Zhe laughed dumbly.

No wonder this delicate baby is so delicate, he is bored at home every day and doesn't go out for a walk, can he be coquettish?

Yu Sheng still wants to let her daughter open her mind, and if she wants to open her mind, I'm afraid she will go out to see the world!

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