Watching Wen Tingyun and Yu Youwei drinking tea and chatting, talking about poetry, a harmonious look, that kind of appearance is simply the most beautiful picture scroll in the world, beauty, books, drinking tea, talking about literature, the envy, jealousy and hatred in the heart of Zhang Wei, who was originally a scumbag, is really incomprehensible.

I thought that I was almost useless as a "high five" student in contemporary society, but I didn't expect to return to the Tang Dynasty, and the shortcomings of my lack of knowledge were once again revealed.

It turns out that Datang is also an era of knowledge economy, and picking up girls depends on the level of knowledge, is there any reason for this? Could it be that I, Zhang Wei, am twenty years old, and I still have to fight as a bachelor in this Tang Dynasty?

Hey--, regret not at the beginning, I should have listened to the words of my parents and two elders, studied hard, and was a "well-educated person", at that time, I Zhang Wei talked about the world, commented on the past and the present, "The Book of Songs", "The Mean" and "University" are omniscient, hum---, I don't believe that her charming little eyes of Yu Youwei can not worship me!

Thinking about it, the fantasy of picking up girls will never be realized, once it comes to reading, Zhang Wei's scalp is numb, and his heart hurts faintly.

"Two, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back and rest first." Since you can't even insert a word, what are you doing sitting here? It's better to get out of the way early, so as not to disturb the elegance of others, thinking of this, Zhang Wei had to get up and say goodbye.

Wen Tingyun turned his head to look at him and said, "Brother Xian has been busy with me for a day, go down to rest first, and then I will arrange for someone to prepare dinner, and we can continue to drink and chat." ”

Drinking and chatting is of course a good thing, but it also depends on what you are talking about, the form is important, and the content is even more important. If it's about poetry and songs, showing your literary talent, then I'll sleep more; If it's a chatter, singing and picking up girls, I can blow from night to dawn, and I don't repeat it.

"Okay, good--" Zhang Wei got up and went back to his room.

Back in the room, Zhang Wei was finally able to take a breath, "Hey---, it's so depressing, it's really sinful for a person like me who doesn't have much culture to sit next to others and talk about poetry!" You sour literati, don't you know how to talk about drinking, fighting, singing and picking up girls? Talk about those incomprehensible poems and songs, and don't bother. Sleep, sleep, I won't tell you. ”

Zhang Wei rolled onto the bed and lay down straight.

"Is Zhang Gongzi uncomfortable?" Seeing Zhang Wei leave with a sad face, the subordinate couldn't help but follow and ask.

"Oh, no, no, no, I'm fine, I'm fine." Zhang Wei hurriedly said, lest people treat him as a patient.

The servant looked at him, shook his head, and went out in confusion.

Zhang Wei stood in front of the window and looked at Wen Tingyun and Yu Youwei in the slanting sun, and all kinds of emotions such as envy, jealousy, and hatred came up.

The slanting sun at dusk shone on the two of them, and it was so harmonious, harmonious, and beautiful.

Yes is beautiful.

The word aesthetic couldn't be better used here.

Yu Youwei in the slanting sun looked at Wen Tingyun with girlish adoring eyes, no matter what Wen Tingyun said at this time, Yu Youwei would let out a silver bell-like laugh to cater to her. Zhang Wei knows that this is definitely true love, and it is true love that has passed through age.

It's not just that modern people like old cows to eat tender grass, in fact, Chinese society has always been like this. The key is that many times, people are willing to let the old cow eat this tender grass!

Let's just let Zhang Wei hide this love in my heart and bless you silently!

At this moment, Wen Tingyun spoke, "Youwei, it's dusk now, I won't leave you here to eat, I'll send you home, so that the mountain road won't be difficult to walk at night." ”

Yu Youwei got up, "Today, I have a conversation with Mr., Youwei has benefited a lot, if Mr. does not give up, he will come to ask for advice again in the future." ”

"Okay, we'll settle it, but for now I'll send you home." In the slanting sun, Wen Tingyun accompanied Yu Youwei out of the Duling Thatched Cottage and sent her to the intersection of the mountain, and not far away is the village where Yu Youwei is located, Yujiazhuang on the edge of Chang'an City.

Yu Youwei's family is a big family in the village.

Under the slanting sun, the figures of Wen Tingyun and Yu Youwei were stretched very long and stretched to the edge of the village below the mountain.

Zhang Wei knew that if Wen Tingyun didn't remind him, Yu Youwei would not take the initiative to leave, and he understood this feeling.

When he was in school, there was a girl in the class who liked him, and no matter what he said, the girl would show a look of adoration to compliment him. If he didn't say go home, the girl wouldn't have said it. However, at that time, he was arrogant, and he didn't have a fancy for others at all, and the suspect had a lot of reasons such as large nostrils, small eyes, long waist, short legs, and asymmetrical chest.

What is lost is the most beautiful. Now that I think about it, maybe that girl is the best partner in my life! And people are not as despicable as they say.

At this time, Wen Tingyun came back, Zhang Wei walked out of the room and said with a smile: "Brother Wen, I see that this Miss Yu admires Mr. very much!" ”

Wen Tingyun smiled embarrassedly, "The daughter of a friend, she likes poetry and literature, and she likes to come to me to talk about it." ”

As she spoke, Wen Tingyun unconsciously stretched out her hands and crossed them back and forth.

Wen Bacha, you just crossed a little, and there are still seven strokes left to finish?

"Brother Wen, although I am young and have not done much, I can also see that this Miss Yu's feelings for Mr. are not just as simple as liking poetry. Mr. came to Chang'an from Bingzhou, alone, and didn't even know the cold and the hot, why not ......"

Although Zhang Wei is a modern person, he also knows that ancient Chinese people married very early, and they generally wanted to get married in their teens. Moreover, ancient Chinese men generally had several women, a wife, a few concubines, and unclear concubines, bedside maids, and so on.

Like Wen Tingyun's current situation, if conditions permit, it should not be a problem to find a few women or concubines at random. Besides, Wen Tingyun's age is not too big, more than eighty married eighteen, not to mention that he is only in his forties at the moment, and he is only thirty years older than Yu Youwei, if he is really married, there is still a long way to go in life.

"The virtuous brother Hugh wants to say again, for the brother's New Year, he is not confused, he has achieved nothing, and he can't bear to delay others; Miss Yu is young and beautiful, literate and hyphenated, and has a good family background, so why worry about not finding a good family. Without waiting for Zhang Wei to speak, Wen Tingyun directly rejected his words.

This one?

"Could it be that my Zhang Wei's kindness is once again treated as a donkey's liver and lungs? It's really salty and don't worry about eating radishes. Zhang Wei didn't just think about it.

Seeing Zhang Wei, who was stunned at the moment, Wen Tingyun felt that his attitude towards Zhang Wei was a little blunt, so he said: "Brother is about to go into the city to do things, and I prepared wine and food for my brother at night, and you and I will drink happily again." Once you do things in Chang'an, you will see each other less in the future. Walk around, drink and go. Saying that, Wen Tingyun walked forward and continued to return to the stone table where he had just chatted with Yu Youwei.

Wen Tingyun is certainly not a fool, as a middle-aged man who has been married, has children and daughters, and the children are all in their teens, how can he not know the little girl Yu Youwei's careful thoughts?

It's just that he is a man who is affectionate and righteous, attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and can't bear to be greedy, let alone take people's worship as love. What's more, there is also his brotherly relationship with Yu Youwei's father, as a friend of Yu Youwei's father, he will sleep in the same bed with someone's daughter in the future.

Why can't you bear to do it?

This night, Wen Tingyun was very interested in drinking, and drank several pots of wine with Zhang Wei in a row, and when he was high, he also sang and danced happily, wanting to show Zhang Wei his newly learned Huren dance.

But tonight's Zhang Wei didn't have too much interest, looking at this middle-aged man who was drinking, singing, and dancing, he had an inexplicable sadness in his heart.