In the end, the two who had no clue could only decide to let Luo Yunhua pay attention to Murong Xuanying in the court, and act at the opportunity.

Luo Yunyao did have a conversation with Basho by an unintentional opportunity.

It was a misty day of spring rain, and the apricot blossoms were raining in Qingming, and it was just the time to let every servant go home to the grave.

Luo Yunyao happened to have a cold at that time and felt uncomfortable, so Luo Zhongming generously let her rest at home obediently.

Luo Yunhua said: "Yun Yao's girl used to sneeze one sneeze after another, and it will not be good if it affects your ancestors at that time." ”

…… Brother Yunhua, you told me that they are all dead, can I still infect them with my cold?

Although it was such a complaint, Luo Yunyao still obediently listened to Luo Zhongming and Luo Yunhua's words.

But you have to know one thing, even as a lady, Luo Yunyao still can't change her idle temperament, and she can't hold back after staying in the house for a long time, she fooled Qingzhu, and the last person came to the back door of Luofu, originally Miss Luo was planning to go out to have a wave...... Then she ran into Basho.

The tender green vines and plants slanted out from the green tile wall, and the originally mud-white wall looked strange and clear under the moisture of the rain and mist.

Unfortunately, some plum blossoms and plantains were planted in the corner of the rear.

At that time, the plum blossoms had long since fallen, and only the dead branches were trying to get the seal and the plantain as companions.

Before Luo Yunyao stepped out, she heard the familiar voice and said, "I said don't call me Erniu, you call me again in Zhejiang, I ......"

Luo Yunyao listened carefully, the little girl, I haven't come out for a long time, so Luo Yunyao thought it was interesting, so she rubbed her head and looked, it turned out to be a plantain.

This little maid who was handpicked by Murong Xuanjun, Luo Yunyao was very impressed.

It turns out that this is also a little girl with a story.

Actually, that's not right, that person doesn't have a story?

But it's just to distinguish this story, whether you have seen it or not, and if you see it, it is one of you who participates in your life, and if you don't hear it, you are just a passerby.

Although Luo Yunyao is a big girl, and she is also a big gossip girl, hearing others say that this set of avoidance is like a fiction for her.

Miss Luo leaned leisurely on the porch, listening to the conversation between the two.

It just so happened that Basho over there finally couldn't hold back anymore under the smiling gaze of his lover, and snorted: "Then I will ignore you in the future!" ”

The lover seemed to smile helplessly when he heard this, and he still had a lot of ways to fix this little girl: "Then what should I call you?" Little two? Or Niuniu? ”

Basho raised his neck proudly and said very proudly, "Basho." ”

Hearing this, Luo Yunyao also glanced at the plantain in the yard, which was washed by the hazy rain, and it looked particularly gratifying.

Sure enough, it was the little girl that Sister Xuanjun took a fancy to, and she didn't disappoint Sister Xuanjun.

I really like Sister Jue to get a name.

"Basho? That's not a good name, alas. The soft, clear male voice continued.

Basho seemed to be angry with him, puffing out his cheeks and saying, "Why do you say that? ”

"Plantains don't show clove knots, and they are worried about the spring breeze." The scholar lover stretched out his hand and pointed to the banana over there, finished chanting a poem lightly, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, should you casually name yourself Basho when you see it?" ”

The little girl with a banana was still thinking about what her lover meant by this sentence to herself, and now she heard the little scholar's question, and it was also the atmosphere, and she muttered: "No, didn't I see Basho name herself Basho, it's obviously ......."

The little scholar didn't wonder what the little banana girl wanted to say, so he took a few steps closer to the banana in the yard, and also approached the banana in front of him, and said with a smile: "Ask the banana leaf, why don't you worry." ”

Another line of poetry.

The little girl who had not read the loss had not been read, and could only raise her grape-like eyes to look at him in confusion.

He smiled, helpless.

This little girl is really, she doesn't know that Basho has always been a bleak scene, so she named herself casually?

Thinking like this, he reached out helplessly and stroked the little head of the plantain, and continued: "'A sound of sycamore, a sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sorrow'! Silly girl, look, what name did you get for yourself? ”

stretched out his hand and hugged this ignorant little girl into his arms.

The little girl didn't believe him very much, although she still rested her head on the little scholar's shoulder, she still retorted: "However, this name was given to me by the future young lady, how can it be a bad intention?" "

Well, although I do believe in it very much, and I love my lover.

The little scholar was also stunned when he heard this, and couldn't understand: "Why did your future young lady give you such a name?" Did you clumsily offend the young lady? ”

His eyebrows were furrowed, and his childish face was full of worry.

The little girl reached out and pinched the little scholar, and said angrily: "Can you hope that I will be better?" How could a clever and clever maid like me make her master angry? It's too late for the master to like me. ”

"Okay, I like you, our second girl ......" Under the gaze of the little girl with a banana, she hurriedly changed her words: "Basho is the most powerful." ”

Originally, the little scholar's words meant to comfort the little maid who was disgusted by the future young lady, so he listened to Basho and said: "The future young lady said that she likes Basho recently, so she named me Basho." As he spoke, he pinched a handful of an illiterate person, and proudly asked for praise: "The young lady said that she likes plantains, and then she really gave me a name called plantains." Moreover, it is precisely because of this name that I am now a person in the room of the future young lady. ”

The little scholar still didn't believe in this little girl, and he couldn't behave too much, so he asked her with a smile: "So, Lord Basho, what are you going to do when the young lady has not yet lived and married?" ”

Basho smiled, straightened his neck wrapped in the collar, and continued to say what he hadn't finished proudly just now: "I'll learn etiquette in Luofu, and then take care of the young lady after she moves in, but a very good and powerful big girl next to the young lady." ”

Sounds very promising.

What the little scholar cares about is not what position this Weilai Basho can do next to the young lady in the future, what position he can sit in Luofu, or even how much money Basho can make.

He now looked at Basho's proud grinning eight teeth, his squinted eyes glinting in the sunlight.

"Basho really likes this young lady."

"Of course, the young lady was the first to name me, and she took her favorite thing."

The little scholar stretched out his hand and pinched a handful of banana's face, and said with a smile: "Actually, I think it's still better to listen to the second girl." Well, Niu Niu is also good. ”

Basho unceremoniously wanted to bite that hand with his teeth, and said in an urn voice: "You are still a scholar, you are really rustic!" ”

The little scholar smiled and stopped arguing.

In fact, "Erniu" is simple, just like you, you are more suitable for the taste of the name village.

It's a pity that I can't protect this "second girl". At least not yet.

The little scholar thought that when he was reading hard under the lamp, in fact, there was also a part of it because of you, my second girl.

It's okay, you're waiting for me to come back when I'm titled on the gold list.

Basho nestled in the arms of the little scholar, and the two of them never spoke again.

I watched the upturned vines stretch and nod under the sun because of the pull of the dewdrops.

Or Basho finally smelled a different smell in this hug, and remembered that the little scholar was so dissatisfied with his name before, and just found a breakthrough to vent: "You just said that Basho is so much, I need you to apologize now!" ”

In fact, in the end, he felt that he was a little unreasonable, Basho thought about it again, and reluctantly let go of the little scholar: "Forget it, since you are a scholar, now I need you to say some poems that praise Basho's goodness, so that I will let you go, and if you see me later, I will definitely come out to see you." ”

Not to mention that the little scholar was laughing, even Luo Yunyao, who was eavesdropping on the corner, thought it was funny.

According to the current view, in fact, this little banana girl obviously has more emotions than the little scholar.

It is almost easy to see that as long as the little scholar comes to ask her out, she must have jumped out immediately, not letting the other party have an anxious wait or something.

Now that the little scholar came over, she didn't go to see him?

This is really very convincing.

The little scholar was very cooperative with Basho's little trick, and said with a smile: "Don't you just want to praise Basho's poems?" ”

Now, this "plantain" is not a simple meaning, after all, a plantain.

This made Basho blush his cheeks.

I listened to the scholar Langlang said: "The banana is more happy to get the rain, and the sound is clearer and more beautiful all night long, and the sound is skillful to learn to touch the paper, and the loud voice is like a mountain falling spring." Three o'clock and five o'clock can be heard, ten thousand years do not give birth to autumn and sunset, the plantain is happy and sorrowful, it is better to harvest the west wind but the rain is more resting. ”