"Listen, what's the sound?" Di Zhizhi raised his right hand lightly, signaled the other sisters to silence, listened carefully for a while, and said softly: "It seems that someone is singing?" Just in the back carriage.

"It's the voice of the little maid," Li Ru said softly: "It's a passage of Qin Feng in the Book of Songs, which is the best song of the little maid." ”

When she said this, Li Ruxiang was also a little surprised in her heart, I don't know why the little maid suddenly sang a song, you must know that although the little girl likes the way of quyi, but she rarely sings for outsiders, if she has no mood, it is her master who speaks, wants to listen to her sing, and also has to talk to her for a long time. On weekdays, she spoils this little girl.

Could it be that Liu Yifan? Thinking about the degree of respect for "The Wolf Falls in Love with the Sheep", it is not impossible.

"Hmph, that stinky teacher will enjoy it, and after only a while, he asked people to sing a tune to him." Di Zhizhi pursed his lips angrily, judging from the current situation, driving Liu Yifan to the carriage behind him instead fulfilled him and let him go to enjoy happiness.

"Hehe, my husband's usual hobby, in addition to looking at the horses, is this little poem and song, Sister Zhizhi is not strange." Zhang Chuchu chuckled lightly and opened his mouth to explain a few words to Di Zhizhi and Li Ruyi.

"Oh? In addition to writing poems and songs, does Mr. Yifan still know Soma? Su Chenxi raised his head, as if he had thought of something, looked at Zhang Chuchu and said, "In addition to the horses, I don't know if Mr. Yifan can be on other mounts." Like donkeys, cows, etc.? ”

Sister Xi'er laughed, except for Soma. How can there be a donkey and a cow in this world? Hehe," glancing at Su Chenxi, Zhang Chuchu pursed his lips and chuckled.

She knew that Su Chenxi, the little girl, must have remembered the hundred-mile donkey of their Liu family, speaking of which, the donkey in the husband's land can be regarded as a rare horse, and he was reappointed as a kid. The donkey had been mentioned more than once in front of her, every time it was mentioned. They are all envious.

"Oh. That's it," Seeing that the expression on Zhang Chuchu's face was not the slightest abnormal, Su Chenxi finally gave up. It seems that this Liu Yifan, as well as this Liu Zhang, really has nothing to do with the Sanyuan Liu family.

As the only one among these people who knows both Liu Yiyi and Zhang Chuchu. She already had a rough conclusion in her mind. Although this Liu Yifan is also a talented person, although his wife is also nearly seven months pregnant. But there are too many differences in their personalities, appearances, and tempers, and Su Chenxi has begun to deny the possibility that they are Liu Yiyi and his wife one by one.

"I heard Sister Zhizhi mention that Sister Xi'er is good at writing books, and she is also good at calligraphy, I don't know if it's or not?" Seeing the disappointment on Su Chenxi's face, Zhang Chuchu felt more confident in his heart, his husband's craftsmanship was really not false, but he had made some changes on his face, and even Su Chenxi, an acquaintance, couldn't recognize it.

"Well, that's Sister Zhizhi's love, calligraphy, and my little sister is just a little bit of a fur." Su Chenxi was slightly stunned, turned her head to look at Di Zhizhi on the side, and saw that this little girl was sticking out her tongue at herself, so she chuckled and said to Zhang Chuchu.

"Hehe, Sister Xi'er should not be modest, although Sister Zhizhi's temperament is a little dry, but her eyesight to see things has always been good, which can make Sister Zhizhi full of praise, Sister Xi'er's calligraphy attainments must be extraordinary." Zhang Chuchu chuckled and put on a high hat for Su Chenxi, and then sighed casually, and said: "It's just a pity, my grandson, although he has some talent in his belly, but the font written by this subordinate is a little ashamed to see people, yes, my sister wants to ask Xi'er's sister to help her grandson when she is free, I don't know, what does my sister think?" ”

"Well, Sister Zhang's words are not bad, the word written by Liu Yifan is as ugly as a pig, and it is not as good as our little brother's writing," as if grabbing a pigtail of Liu Yiyi, Di Zhizhi echoed excitedly and casually: "Last time on my father's birthday, when he fought poems with He Zimei, it was ghostwritten by our Xiaojie and cousin Shijie.

"Oh?" Li Ru's expression moved, and he asked Zhang Chuchu softly: "Dare to ask Mrs. Liu, I don't know what kind of calligraphy Mr. Yifan has learned, is it Kai, Li, Seal, or some other calligraphy?" A person's voice, appearance, body shape, and even temperament can be easily changed, but this handwriting and penmanship is cultivated from a young age, and it is by no means something that can be changed overnight, just now after listening to Zhang Chuchu's words, Li Ruxiang suddenly thought, why didn't they think of checking that Liu Yifan's handwriting first?

Also, I don't know if this Mrs. Liu's words are really unintentional, or if they are simply Liu Yiyi and his wife, but they also thought of using this trick to get rid of suspicion?

"My grandson is learning it's regular characters, copying Wang Youjun's rubbing, but on top of calligraphy, my grandson doesn't seem to have much talent, he has always learned but not succeeded, and the words he wrote are thousands of miles away from the king." Zhang Chuchu glanced at Li Ruyi, and from Li Ruyi's eyes, she saw a trace of suspicion. This is not a good sign.

Could it be that this Princess Yuzhang has already seen something?

Li Ruyi's true identity, and the slight relationship between her and Liu Yiyi, Zhang Chuchu had already learned from her husband a few days ago, so Zhang Chuchu was also very careful about Li Ruyi. On the one hand, she is jealous of her identity, and on the other hand, from Liu Yiyi's words, Zhang Chuchu has heard some clues, that is, this Princess Yuzhang seems to have some feelings for her husband, which is not a good thing for Zhang Chuchu.

Although, in her heart, she also felt that this Princess Yuzhang was also very good, "Kaizi? Su Chenxi glanced at Li Ruyi, and seemed to think of something, so she chuckled and said to Zhang Chuchu: "If Sister Zhang and Mr. Yifan don't think that the little sister is not accomplished, the little sister is willing to help."

Whether it's true or not, you can know if you have seen it, and Su Chenxi is still very confident in her own vision of judging calligraphy and handwriting.

"In this way, then sister will thank Sister Xi'er in advance!" Zhang Chuchuwen smiled and nodded lightly. If it weren't for her husband's insistence on doing this, wanting to use this to clear his suspicion, Zhang Chuchu was really unwilling to let his husband entangle himself with Su Chenxi, a beautiful official lady.

"Sister Zhang is polite." Su Chenxi chuckled and said a few more polite words.

"Shh While he was talking, Di Zhizhi made another silent gesture, and whispered to Zhang Chuchu and the others: "Listen, it seems to be the voice of that stinky teacher."

"That night the wind blew cool, the nightingale cried and sang, the flowers under the moon fell into a dream, only the night was fragrant, revealing the fragrance I love the night is vast, I love the nightingale singing, I love the flower-like dream, hugging the nightshade"

Simple, beautiful, fresh, natural, and charming.

"What's this, what's this?" After about a cup of tea, the song stopped, and all the people in the carriage looked at Zhang Chuchu, hoping to get an answer. The person who sang this song just now was indeed her husband Liu Yifan. "This, I've never heard my husband sing it, it should be a new song composed by my husband." Zhang Chuchu was obviously fascinated by her husband's melodious tone, and when she heard someone asking, she casually responded.

"Mr. Yifan's talent is impressive!" Li Ruyi, who grew up listening to the tunes of Yuefu in the palace since she was a child, couldn't help but praise lightly, in the past few days since she came to Fengjie, this is the second time she has heard such a beautiful tune.

"That stinky teacher, that's all he can do," although she didn't want to admit it, Di Zhizhi still had to say a word in her heart, just now, her whole mind was indeed attracted by Liu Yifan's singing.

"Hehe," Zhang Chuchu chuckled disapprerovingly and shook her head, she was very helpless about Di Zhizhi, a duplicitous little girl.

"Not to mention anything else, just Mr. Yifan is willing to put down his body and sing loudly for a few little girls, it is very rare, this uninhibited bearing, not everyone can have." Su Chenxi also sighed. acts uninhibitedly, never cares about other people's eyes and tongues, this Liu Yifan is very similar to Liu.

In a way, they are all the same kind of people.

"That night the wind blew coolly, the nightingale cried and sang, the flowers under the moon fell into a dream, only that night came to the fragrance"

Not long after Liu Yifan's voice fell silent, a cappella came from the second carriage, singing the same tune, but the person who sang the tune this time was replaced by a young and crisp girl.

"It's the voice of the maid again, it seems that she sings better." Hearing the voice of the maid, Li Ruyi took the lead in speaking, it seems that this song is more suitable for girls to sing.

The others did not speak, but sat quietly, listening through the window to the sound of the horses galloping, and listening to the music of the little maid with a different flavor