Pang Jingyi looked at Pang Yulang's more serious energy, and looked at Rouge with some embarrassment.

Rouge looked at her and said it was okay.

Picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea.

After carefully considering the words, in the end, the rouge was handed over by the Great Confucian, and after a long time, I really thought of it.

"Second Prince Pang, what do you think of the word push, the monk pushes the moon to the door."

Chu Wushuang also groaned.

"Yulang, the monk pushes the moon down the door, this push word is good."

This may be a bit difficult for Pang Jingyi.

Pang Yulang muttered it in his mouth a few times, not believing that this word was actually thought up by Rouge, just as she was a coincidence.

"Miss Rouge, I don't know what notes you have?"

Where did Rouge know what Pang Yulang was thinking, and thought that he really wanted to ask what was the beauty of this word.

"Pang Er Gongzi, this poem was written at night as a whole, the surrounding environment is very clean and remote, and in such an environment, there is a monk who comes to visit a friend, and there is no one at the friend's house.

The typing in the original sentence is really good, but it doesn't match the whole poem, and there is a knock on the door in a quiet environment, don't you think it spoils the atmosphere of the whole poem? ”

Without waiting for Rouge to finish speaking, Pang Yulang couldn't wait to start refuting her.

"Miss Rouge, but this typing, with every movement and stillness, doesn't it better set off the environment?"

Rouge didn't answer him directly to this question, but instead looked at Wushuang and threw the topic to him.

Wushuang looked at Rouge helplessly, only to feel that Rouge was very naughty.

knows that she is also in favor of her, but she has just maintained neutrality, and now she is going to "go under the knife" with herself.

"Yulang, after listening to Rouge's statement, I think what Rouge said makes sense, although this typing is good, but if you want to set off with the overall environment, it is indeed better to push the word."

Even the talented Chu Wushuang had to agree more with Rouge's pushing, but Pang Yulang insisted that Huang Fuzi's typing was better.

The two inevitably started a war of words again, but the targets were Chu Wushuang and Pang Yulang.

"Wushuang, what you said is a bit biased, Miss Rouge also explained the poetry just now, it is a monk who goes to a friend's house, and there is no one at the friend's house.

Pang Yulang grasped the problem of politeness, if he used the word push, it was indeed not polite enough, and Wushuang couldn't even think of a refutation for a while.

Seeing that Wushuang had fallen behind, how could Rouge not help.

"Pang Er Gongzi, it is true that it is more polite to use typing, but I also said that this is a friend going to a friend's house, if it is not a confidant and friend, how can he go to someone's house in the middle of the night, since it is a confidant and friend, then it must be your family is my home, and my family is your home, so that there is no problem of politeness or impoliteness with push words."

Pang Yulang's words just now made Wushuang speechless, but now, Rouge's words made Pang Yulang unable to say why.

Although Pang Jingyi is not very proficient in poetry and books, she also knows something.

Naturally, I can hear Rouge's words, and I am more reasonable.

This is the first time that Pang Jingyi has seen her second brother Pang Yulang fall behind on the issue of poetry, and for a while, her feelings for rouge suddenly changed from envy to worship.

Since she was a child, she has always admired her second brother, and even said that she will definitely be like her second brother in the future, but now her object of worship has become Rouge.

Unconsciously, Rouge actually received a little fan girl.

"Second brother, I also think Rouge's words are reasonable."

Pang Yulang can't say rouge, but it doesn't mean that he can't say Pang Jingyi.

"You know what? Children from all over the house, where do you know this. ”

"I'm not small, I'm about the same age as Rouge. When you say I'm a child, aren't you also saying that Rouge is a child? ”

Pang Jingyi, who is silent and rarely talks on weekdays, has become sharp and sharp today, which made Pang Yulang a little unexpected.

It is impossible for Rouge to say that Pang Yulang thinks that the typing is good, but Pang Yulang is also not convinced by Rouge's pushing.

There was no way, Chu Wushuang came to be a middleman.

"Yulang, Rouge, what about the two of you, each has a person's end, the factors considered, the so-called radish greens, each has his own love, because your understanding and insight of this poem are different, so you consider different aspects, thousands of people, so no matter which word is used in this poem, it is an excellent masterpiece."

With Chu Wushuang in the middle, the two of them were not arguing about this matter.

However, Pang Yulang, who has always prided himself on his outstanding talent, how could he admit that Rouge's words are more appropriate than Huang Fuzi, whom he respects the most, and only attribute these to coincidence.

Mrs. Pang thought that Pang Yulang and Chu Wushuang were good friends, mainly because Chu Wushuang was talented and had a certain chance to inherit the Chu family.

However, Pang Yulang really didn't think about it so much, all he thought about was that Chu Wushuang was Chu Jingting's younger brother.

Yes, Pang Yulang likes Chu Jingting, but after he mentioned it to Pang Li once, and was rejected by Mrs. Pang Duan Ran, he knew that the two did not have that opportunity to be together.

However, with the previous sign of Pang Yudu, the eldest son of the Pang family, Pang Yulang did not dare to rashly mention this matter to Mrs. Pang.

However, he likes Chu Jingting, not to say it, but to move forward in a roundabout way, and first make friends with Chu Jingting's younger brother.

Of course, Chu Jingting is not only Chu Wushuang's younger brother, but Pang Yulang has no good impression of Chu Wentao, who talked about the eldest sister who is not married at the chrysanthemum banquet.

"Indeed, Wushuang is right, we all have our own reasons."

In order to show his demeanor, Pang Yulang was the first to speak.

Rouge didn't have the heart to argue about what I was wrong with me or I was wrong with you, so naturally I had nothing to say.

The four people who are idle have nothing to do.

At Pang Jingyi's suggestion, everyone decided to go to the autumn.

Rouge thinks it's very novel, and I've heard that there is a saying about stepping into spring, but I've never heard of stepping in autumn.

However, before going out, Liu repeatedly told him that he was only allowed to move in the city and was not allowed to go outside the city.

Rouge asked Pang Jingyi with some confidence.

"Jingyi, where are you going to step in autumn? My grandmother told me again and again not to go outside the city. ”

When has Pang Jingyi ever seen such a rouge, the rouge that has always been free has something to bind, but when she thinks of Liu's kind appearance, it is also excellent to have such a grandmother.

Rouge was afraid that he understood the meaning of stepping into spring, and Pang Jingyi explained the meaning of stepping autumn for Rouge.

"Rouge, this autumn is not the meaning of spring, spring is to go out for a walk, but in autumn, many trees have begun to lose their leaves, where can you still watch.

This autumn is to pick up the fallen leaves on the tree, wash them carefully, dry them, remove the water, preserve them proudly, and wait for a while, and then take them out, their appearance has not changed, and they can be preserved for a long time. ”

Rouge didn't understand a little, this is obviously picking up leaves, why is it called stepping autumn.

But Pang Jingyi can't answer this question for her, this is also something that has only emerged in recent years, and everyone else calls it that, and Pang Jingyi doesn't know why.

Naturally, there is no need to go outside the city to pick up leaves, and there are many trees and flowers in the garden of the Pang family.

The four of them went to the garden and began to look for their favorite leaves.

Because it was the first time to do it, Rouge's interest was very high, and all kinds of better leaves, as long as they were not damaged, could be seen in the past, and Rouge picked them up.

After a while, I picked up a lot of rouge.

Seeing that Ika behind her had only picked up a few leaves, Rouge felt that she was too picky.

However, after seeing that everyone else had only picked up a few pieces, Rouge suddenly felt that he was too stupid.

With a bang, he poured all the leaves in his small frame on the ground and picked them up again.

Rouge, which was too general just now, successfully learned from the experience this time, and slowly looked for the leaves of the heart little by little.

I don't know if the requirements of rouge are too high, but after looking for a long time, I didn't find a perfect leaf.

The dejected Rouge almost wanted to find a few leaves as casually as Fang Cai.

But when she raised her head, a leaf in front of her attracted her, but it was a little difficult to get the leaf, the leaf had not yet fallen, and it was hanging on the branch and swaying slightly with the breeze.

Chu Wushuang, who was not far from Rouge, followed Rouge's gaze and saw the leaf that Rouge was staring at.

Walked over and said to Rouge, "Like that leaf?" ”

"yes."

"Do you want me to take it down for you?"

"Don't."

Chu Wushuang didn't understand a little, he obviously liked that leaf, he could help her take it down, why didn't he want it.

"Why? Don't you like it? ”

"I like that leaf very much, but it hasn't fallen yet, it's still alive, and if you take it down, it's not going to die."

"But it always falls."

Wushuang doesn't understand the logic of rouge.

"It's going to fall off, but it fell off of its own volition, not because we had to take it off."

Rouge didn't look at the leaf, but turned to look at Wushuang.

The clear eyes actually made Wushuang feel that he was a wicked person, as if he was committing a crime by picking that leaf.

"Rouge, I'm sorry, I didn't know you thought that."

looked at Chu Wu's helpless appearance.

"Poof", Rouge laughed.

"You're so stupid, you really think I think that leaf is dead when you pick it off."

This smile made Chu Wushuang feel confused.

"Rouge, what do you mean by that? Don't you want that leaf? ”

"Yes, I want that leaf, but I don't want anyone else to pick it."

"Is it because it hasn't fallen on its own yet, it's still alive."

Chu Wushuang replied with what Rouge had just said to him, thinking that it was correct.

provoked Rouge to laugh again.

The laughter made the two brothers and sisters of the Pang family hear it, put down the search for leaves, and walked over.

"Rouge, what are you laughing at? Laughing so heartily? ”

"Nothing, nothing."

Although he said nothing, he still couldn't suppress his laughter.

Although Chu Wushuang didn't know what Rouge was laughing at, he was still keenly aware that this laughter was probably related to him.

"Miss Huge, Rouge didn't laugh at anything."

Hearing Chu Wushuang call herself Miss Huge and call her Rouge name, Pang Jingyi felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell where the strangeness was.

It wasn't until later, when Rouge married Wushuang, that she found out.

Pang Yulang looked at the bamboo basket that was still empty and was a little surprised.

"Miss Rouge, haven't you found a favorite leaf yet?"

Rouge unconsciously looked at the leaf hanging from the book.

"Not yet, but I might find it in a moment."

"Miss Rouge, although our garden is not big, it is also planted with a lot of flowers and plants, if you look carefully, you will definitely find the leaves you like."

"Mmmm, I know, thank you Second Master Pang."

Pang Yulang said that this garden is not big, it can be said that he really has a little bit of a blind eye, Pang Mansion is an ancestral house, and the ancestors of Pang Mansion are in business, and this house is also very big.

However, Rouge was not interested in listening carefully to what Pang Yulang said, and was only trying to hold back his smile.