"Just one poem, don't come and ask me for any poems in the future." couldn't stand Zhong Yueyue's entanglement like a wild bombardment, and Zhao Shuo had no choice but to respond.

"Okay, hurry." Zhong Yueyue put her hands on her cheeks and waited for Zhao Shuo's poems.

Zhao Shuo cleared his throat and said, "Qianqian, you write, I'll read it." ”

Yang Qianqian nodded in response: "Okay." ”

"The wind drove the rain to sprinkle the high city, and the clouds pressed the thunder and thunder. After the rain, I don't know where the dragon goes, and a pool of grass-colored frogs chirps. "After reading, Zhao Shuo, what are you talking about, Liu Daxian is sorry, who called you so famous.

"It's bland, but it's okay, it's a top-notch work." Zhong Yueyue recalled the artistic conception in the poem and said.

Ignorant girl, be careful that Liu Daxian slightly exerts his skills to make you disappear, Zhao Shuo smiled behind his back and walked behind Yang Qianqian. "The word Qianqian is really embarrassing."

"Do you want Brother Shuo to sign it?" Yang Qianqian pinched the brush with two fingers and looked at Zhao Shuo with a smile.

"Don't." Zhao Shuo rubbed his hands and took the brush, and Yang Qianqian gave up his position.

"Ha~hey~" in one go.

"Poof!" Zhong Yueyue suddenly covered her mouth and snickered, and said, "You're really embarrassed." ”

Zhao Shuo's face turned red, and he asked rhetorically: "What's so embarrassing, I can't sign what I did?" ”

Yang Qianqian mended the knife and said: "Brother Shuo can practice more words if he has time." ”

"If you don't practice, I'll leave it to Qianqian to write with a brush in the future, and I'll still use my quill pen." Zhao Shuo waved his hand, isn't there nothing to do when he practices calligraphy, and he won't practice if he is killed.

……

~~ Baihua Pavilion, Qinqing boudoir, drifting snow rests on Qinqing's shoulders, looking at the poems and notes on the bookcase.

“…… Laughing, it seems that the peach blossoms are blooming. Piaoxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a square towel, "Sister, sister wants to meet Zhao Gongzi." ”

Luohua has no intention of flowing water, and my sister is afraid that she will be moved by Haotian Gongzi's poems. I don't know how this Zhao Gongzi understands us hard-working women so well? The first of the ten poems brought tears to her eyes, and she couldn't help but worry about the fate that awaited her.

Qin Qing sighed and said: "It's better to miss each other than to see each other, Zhao Gongzi is also a hard-working person, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make such poems." ”

"Of course, this sister knows that a flood has left him without relatives and left him alone in the world." Speaking of this, Piaoxue picked up another piece of paper with a straight posture and groaned stupidly, "There is a cold wave, and the ruthless afterphoto ......"

The appearance of the snow made Qin Qing a little sad and a little melancholy, and her sister was afraid that she would fall into it, and she didn't know whether she was happy or sad. Recalling the scene when he first saw Zhao Shuo that day, Qin Qing's melancholy was even stronger.

Less~

"Sister, sister wants to redeem herself......"

～～

"Ah cut~" Zhao Shuoxin, who rubbed his nose, said, who is scolding him!

"Are you alright?" Yang Qianqian said worriedly.

"It's fine." Zhao Shuo smiled and touched Yang Qianqian's head, and suddenly Yang Qianqian's eyes bent into a crescent moon. "Let's go shopping in the afternoon, shall we?"

"Okay." Yang Qianqian couldn't wait to say: "Brother Shuo, you don't know, Qianqian likes to go shopping the most." Speaking of this, Yang Qianqian snapped her fingers and counted carefully: "The preserved fruits of Liu Ji in the south of the city, and the pastries of Cao Ji in the north of the city......"

The more Yang Qianqian said that Zhao Shuo's eyelids were beating harder, and she couldn't wait to slap herself a few times, if she didn't go shopping in front of the girl, she would break her legs.

Five minutes later~

Zhao Shuo, whose face was pale, swallowed his saliva and suggested in a low voice: "Qianqian, your body hasn't recovered yet, why don't we take a carriage?" ”

……

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the four of them shared a horse, and Hua'er and Cuizhu (Zhong Yueyue's personal maid) rode in a carriage, followed by six guards.

"Brother Shuo, what color clothes do you like to wear?"

"White, not heat-absorbing, cooler." After a pause, Zhao Shuo added: "Don't make the style too complicated, just be simple." ”

Hearing this, Zhong Yueyue pursed her lips, and Yang Qianqian covered her mouth and snickered.

"Haotian, I'm afraid you can't find a single one of your requests in the entire Jingshi." Fang Xing was very coquettish, holding the fan and opening it.

"I'm accompanying Qianqian to go shopping, and I'm not buying clothes for myself." Zhao Shuo said.

"Just buy cloth, Qianqian can make clothes."

Hearing this, Zhao Shuo smiled and said to Yang Qianqian: "When Qianqian is made, I will wear it every day." ”

"Huh~" Zhong Yueyue pretended to pinch her nose with a disgusted face, "Don't you wear it every day to get rancid and smelly?" ”

"Hahaha~" Suddenly there was laughter in the carriage, and passers-by all fell into their eyes.

~~ An hour later, Ma Ji women's clothing store

"Whew~" Zhao Shuo and Fang Xing supported the pillar with one hand and wiped the sweat on their foreheads.

Fang Xing swallowed his saliva and said, "Why do you think the two of them are still so interested?" ”

"Talent is so." Zhao Shuo held Fang Xing's fan and fanned it.

"What?"

Zhao Shuo pretended, put the fan away, looked back and forth at his palm gently, and said, "Let's go to the side stall and have a look." ”

"Don't." Fang Xing's eyes saw that Zhao Shuo had already turned into a flood beast at this moment, jumped back, and hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm going to go to you, I'm not leaving, I'm waiting for the two of them to come out here." ”

"Cut, then I'll go." After speaking, Zhao Shuo threw the fan in his hand at Fang Xing, turned around and walked towards the stall across the street.

Shaoqing~ Zhao Shuo sat on his back heels and squatted in front of the small wooden carving stall.

The stall owner is an old man with gray hair and wrinkled skin on his face, and at this moment the old man is carving a fist-sized piece of purple-black wood, and next to the old man is a little girl of three or four years old sitting on a small bench, and the little girl will look at the walking passers-by and stare at the old man's carved hands.

The rags on the stalls are full of rabbits, lions and other wood carvings of birds and beasts, which are very exquisite.

"Uncle, how did you sell it?"

"Twenty wen each, the son can choose by himself." The stall owner didn't raise his head and continued to get busy with the work in his hands.

After looking around for a while, Zhao Shuo picked out a tiger wood carving, and asked while paying, "Will the old man carve something more elaborate?" ”

Hearing this, the stall owner stopped what he was doing and looked up at Zhao Shuo, "The old man doesn't dare to pack the ticket, dare to ask the son what small objects he wants to carve?" ”

"Such a small piece of wood." Zhao Shuo gave a thumbs up and began to elaborate on the details of the pen, "Maybe it's a little smaller......

After a long time, the stall owner frowned and said, "Some parts of the old decay are still not clear, but, according to what the son said, the old decay should be able to be carved." ”

"Great." Zhao Shuo was overjoyed, and finally he could use the wooden fountain pen, the quill pen was pitiful and small without use, how uncomfortable it was. "My surname is Zhao Shuo, the word Haotian, tomorrow I will trouble the old man to go to Yang Shoufu Yang Daren's house to find me, and the salary is guaranteed to satisfy the old man. Dare to ask what is the uncle's surname? ”

"Old decay Liu Yidao, since Zhao Gongzi can see the old decay's craftsmanship, the old decay will definitely go all out, but..." Speaking of this, Liu Yidao hesitated for a moment before continuing: "But the old decay has to bring his granddaughter." ”

"Yes!" I thought it was something, it turned out that I was going to take my granddaughter to do things together, Zhao Shuo, who was in a good mood, stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle remember that he must come tomorrow." ”

"Childe rest assured!"

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