When Liu Xu returned home, Xu Jin'er had been waiting for a long time.

Liu Xu is now very interested in learning martial arts, and while he is busy making wine, he chats with Xu Jin'er about martial arts.

"Jin'er, when my father-in-law was young, his martial arts were very high, right?"

"Of course, Daddy was very powerful in the forbidden army when he was young, and he was the head of the gun and stick sect. followed the battle of Gaoliang River, the current official family, was seriously injured, and later was dumped by Shangguan, so he was disheartened and returned to his hometown. ”

"How many can the father-in-law fight at a time, can he fight a hundred?" There are many fierce generals recorded in the history books, and with a few people, they can kill the bloody road among the ten thousand armies, and I don't know how high the martial arts of these fierce generals are. Liu Xu wanted to determine the true force value of the masters of this era.

"Daddy said that fighting in the battle array is not a brawl in the rivers and lakes, and the battle array relies on the cooperation of the army and the cooperation to resist the enemy, and the martial arts are not worth anything. No matter how high a person's martial arts are, you can't resist ten big guns to stab together. If you fight with an ordinary strong man who has not been trained in the army, a dozen fathers can still be defeated. ”

"Can the father-in-law leap a few feet and fly the eaves and walk on the wall?"

"You've read too many novels, how can there be such a person. If there is, I'd like to see it. ”

"Maybe it's because my father-in-law is practicing hard skills, and people can do it if they practice internal skills and follow the path of their own family!"

"There is no internal strength, it is nothing more than some good methods of breathing, and regular practice has some stimulating effect on the potential of the body."

"It turns out that the so-called martial arts are strong, and that's it."

"There's no harm in learning a little martial arts, and you can defend yourself at critical moments. You should exercise your body, and when your body is stronger, it will never hurt to learn some martial arts from your father. ”

"That's what I thought too."

The two of them lowered their heads and were busy, one was speechless. However, Liu Xu saw Xu Jin'er several times and wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something again, and after a long while, Xu Jin'er said quietly: "But Brother Xu, you should study, taking the test for fame is the real way out, after all, business is a trivial way." I haven't seen you read in the two months since you got injured. The husband in my dreams, but he is a great talent, you can't throw away the books. ”

"Eh" Liu Xu was speechless for a while, he had just come here, but he had read a few books, those vertical traditional books arranged from right to left, and he was dizzy. Those books didn't know he was throwing them in that corner. Let Liu Xu study, it can really make him sad to death.

Liu Xu came from later generations, although he lived in the Great Song Dynasty for a while, but after all, he only came into contact with some ordinary people in the market, and he never really understood the Great Song Dynasty. The Great Song Dynasty emphasized literature and light on martial arts, guarding the inside and outside, and since ancient times, Shinong industry and commerce, Shi is the first, and the merchant is the last, and it is deep-rooted. Even in the commercially developed and politically enlightened Great Song Dynasty, a big businessman with a lot of money may not dare to offend a scholar who has a small success in studying. In the era of the official standard, power was always more important than wealth. A scholar himself, or a teacher, or a fellow student, may have the slightest connection with an official who wields power. Scholars are always the most respected people. In the Great Song Dynasty, I believe that most of the women who dream of marrying the husband are those suave scholars.

Liu Xu was silent for a while, but he still decided to pull back Xu Jin'er's worship of himself, and he was also very depressed by the euphemistic admonition of his future daughter-in-law.

"Actually, Brother Xu, I am also a genius, reading is just a trivial matter for me, and poetry is just a matter of raising my hand. Making money is my big thing, otherwise after we get married, wouldn't we have to drink the northwest wind, which I can't tolerate. ”

"You just blow it, let you make poetry for me, you can't do it for so long, and you're still talented."

"Who said I can't do it, I don't bother to do it. Listen, this song "One Cut Plum" is what I made for you. ”

Liu Xuyin, Xu Jin'er wrote, and soon a poem "A Cut Plum" was copied on paper by Xu Jin'er with a handful of juanxiu's small letters. Since Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums" has been thrown out in Zuiyun Building, there is no need to keep it, just give it to Xu Jin'er to round up his panic. But Xu Jin'er's handwriting is really good, let Xu Jin'er write something in the future, I really can't handle my own words, Liu Xu couldn't help but think.

"This word is not bad", hearing Xu Jin'er's evaluation, Liu Xu pouted helplessly, what is not bad, this word is not good, what kind of word is good? !

Xu Jin'er waited for the ink to dry, folded it in her arms, said that there was something wrong, and left Liu Xu alone, and she left diligently.

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Fuguifang in the east of Dongyang City, Qingzhou, is a place with good scenery. Although the Song Dynasty had broken the restrictions of the fang market and torn down the fang wall, many places retained the name of the fang in the Tang Dynasty. The place where the mansions in the east of the city gather is the famous Fuguifang in the Tang Dynasty. During the Tang Dynasty, most of the people who lived here were either rich or expensive. Nowadays, although Fuguifang has lost the glory of the Tang Dynasty, the rich people of Qingzhou, especially those merchants of the Great Song Dynasty who made their fortunes from business, like to come here to settle down and get rich and noble.

Fuguifang Ankang Street, in a luxurious mansion, is not a few women's laughter.

The owner of this mansion is called Ning Liwang, and he is one of the famous cloth merchants in Qingzhou. Ning Liwang has a son and a daughter, his son Ning Hao did not succeed in studying, so he was sent by Ning Liwang to the Xu Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts. Once Ning Xin'er went to visit her brother in the martial arts hall and met Xu Jin'er by chance, and the two soon became friends, often meeting and chatting about themselves. Ning Xin'er is gentle and intelligent, loves dancing and writing, and has a few close friends who also love poetry. Hearing the laughter of the women in the mansion today, the old housekeeper of the Ning Mansion shook his head with a smile, knowing that it was the party of those eldest ladies again.

Ning Xin'er has several close friends, most of whom Xu Jin'er also knows, and several women also have brothers in the Xu Martial Arts Gym. Although Xu Jiner has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, she also likes poetry very much and envies those scholars. However, Xu Jiner doesn't read much, and her own skills are limited, most of them are in the audience sisters who write poems and lyrics to be elegant, and she can't make poems herself. occasionally makes a limerick poem, and it is also the object of ridicule by the sisters, although they are all good sisters, but after all, they can't hang on their faces. That's why Xu Jiner kept begging Liu Xu to write the first words for herself, so that she could change her image.

The women talked about the recent anecdotes, and when they talked about the abacus that Xu Jiner gave to each family, they all thanked Xu Jin'er. and praised Xu Jin'er for finding a smart husband, who can come up with such a clever thing, he must be very smart, and he must be able to study and learn. Most of the women are from merchant families, and they know that using an abacus does save a lot of time and energy in settling accounts.

After a while, everyone talked about the soju that has been popular in Qingzhou recently, although most of the daughters are not used to drinking high soju, but most of their fathers and brothers love it. The women sighed, since the brewing of wine, many winemaking experts have tried to make the degree of wine high, but they can't do it, but I didn't expect that now someone in Qingzhou City can make it. It is said that this wine is used to disinfect wounds and has miraculous effects, which can prevent wound infection, and it is a good wine, I don't know which smart person made it.

Xu Jin'er smiled very happily, it turned out that not only did she think Brother Xu was smart, but everyone thought so. It's a pity that Brother Xu didn't let himself tell others that he made the soju, if the girls knew that it was made by Brother Xu, they would definitely be envious that they had found such a smart Langjun.

The women chatted and chatted, and then talked about the Mid-Autumn Festival Nanyang Poetry Club not long after, and the women made an appointment to go to the Nanyang Poetry Club together to see the talents.

All the women are elegant people, and when it comes to the Nanyang Poetry Club, it is inevitable that someone will propose that everyone make a poem for entertainment.

Yuan Wanqing, who was wearing a light yellow shirt and combed her hair in a round bun, said first: "I'll come first, I'll come first, I wrote a Mid-Autumn Festival poem in the past few days, it is a poem "Butterfly Love Flower", which is going to be taken to the Nanyang Poetry Club, and the sisters help to point out." ”

Yuan Wanqing whispered:

"Mochizuki is still in love. The cow and the girl depend on each other, and the wind is shallow all night. Mo Dao is very affectionate, and Hugh Ti Ye is far away.

Own Qionghua hurriedly saw it. Only for Wei Tuo is his life's wish. The old man knows that he should be satisfied, and who knows that it will break his bowels. ”

Everyone commented on Yuan Wanqing's words for a while, and they all said: The words are well written, full of femininity, and at the poetry meeting, maybe they can attract a lot of romantic talents.

Yan Ziyu laughed: "Sister Wanqing, who is this lovesickness?" Which talent is this that you will never forget when you see it? As soon as the word Nanyang Poetry Club Wanqing Sister is thrown, maybe there will be a lot of sons and brothers who will sit down, maybe how many flower-picking bees and butterflies will be attracted! It seems that Uncle Yuan has to hurry up and find you a wishful husband, so that you don't have to be at home all day long. But Wanqing girl, we have a heart, and I also made a song "Butterfly Love Flower".

Yan Ziyu groaned:

"The past lingers and there is nowhere to regret it, the childish pen is pale, and the pages are red and tearful. The dew and cold wind are light and sleepy, and you are far away from the Yangtze River.

The moon is close to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the bamboo shadow fence flowers are full of lonely and clear taste. The tears on the pillow have not receded, and the Buddha prays deeply in front of him. ”

It seems that at the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, people who can't reunite with their families have a lot of feelings!

"Sister Ziyu is still teasing me, your wishful husband, it's only been three months since I went to inspect the Jiangning branch of your firm, and you have been crying wet pillows all day long. Besides, I'm going to come back at the end of the year to marry you, and I'm lovesick all day long. You're embarrassed to laugh at me, you're sick", Yuan Wanqing seized the opportunity to laugh back fiercely, in revenge for being ridiculed just now.

"A group of little girls, all of them are lovesick." The woman who spoke was Ren Yuyan, who had become her own son, and her husband was a child of the Ji family of the Qingzhou Wang clan and a scholar. Ren Yuyan's family is also a wealthy businessman in Qingzhou and has business dealings with the Ning family.

Ren Yuyan said: "I don't have as much ability as you, so let's make a little poem."

The moon shadow travels in the building, and the cloud peak shines in front of you. Relax your heart and find fun, and sleep sweetly. ”

"Sister Yu Yan's five uniques, concise, chic and tranquil, really good poetry, I really envy Sister Yu Yan's free and easy. Also, Sister Yu Yan, you are married to a good husband, and the Xianggong family is a prestigious family, a husband and children, carefree, and a natural and free mentality, not that we can compare", Xu Jin'er praised.

"Sister Jin'er is also a person who has a father-in-law, why don't you also make a prime minister's love for everyone", Ren Yuyan teased Xu Jin'er and said.

"Well, I'm still thinking about it."

The women giggled again. The women used to gather poetry elegantly, and they all knew that although Xu Jiner also loved poetry, she had not read much since she was a martial artist, and her writing skills were limited. Generally, Xu Jin'er occasionally writes a limerick poem at the end, and everyone is used to it and doesn't care.

Yuan Wanqing stopped everyone from laughing and said, "All the sisters have thrown bricks, it's time to bring out Sister Xin'er's jade." Among the women, Ning Xin's poetry level is the highest, and everyone agrees, so Ning Xin'er's poetry is generally the finale.

Ning Xin'er said: "The sisters have won the award, and Xin'er's poems are also bricks and rubble, where did they come from." I wrote a song "Flower Moon Yin" in the past few days, so I will ask the sisters to give me some advice. ”

"The moonlight flowers are shining brightly,

Flowers and moonlight silver.

The moon moistens and sparses the shadow before the flower,

Under the moon, the flowers and branches embrace the blue wheel.

Moon-eyed flowers,

Flower eyebrows look up at the moon and the moon is shocking.

Flower platform moon appreciation floating incense ink,

In the middle of the month, the flowers are attached to the elegant people. ”

"Sister Xin'er is an elegant person, and it is too humble to say that she is a vassal and elegant person."

"Sister Xin'er's poems have beautiful artistic conception and elegant temperament, and they are good poems."

"Sister Xin'er's seven rules, each sentence begins with moon flowers, the idea is novel, the words are unique, and it is indeed a good poem."

Ning Xin'er's poems were praised by everyone.

"The sisters have won the award, and Xin'er is ashamed. Let's listen to Sister Jin'er. ”

Xu Jin'er was a little embarrassed for a while, although she felt that the song made by Liu Xu was not bad, but after all, she was asked for Liu Xu to be the gunman, and she was a little embarrassed.

Ren Yuyan saw Xu Jin'er being embarrassed, thinking that the poem she was afraid of would be ridiculed by everyone, so she said: "They are all sisters, don't be embarrassed." The more comments you have, the better you can correct and improve. ”

Xu Jin'er said: "Well, Sister Yu Yan is right. I also wrote the Prime Minister's lovesickness, which is the first "A Cut Plum", but there are two lovesick words of Sister Wanqing and Sister Ziyu, and I am really embarrassed to make a move. Anyway, let's ask the sisters for some advice. ”

Xu Jin'er blurted out:

"The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn, lightly relieve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

The women couldn't help but lose their minds after hearing this, and there was silence for a while.

What a beautiful word for lovesickness. Flowers, drifting by themselves, water, drifting by themselves. A kind of parting lovesickness affects the sorrow of two places. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sorrow, has just disappeared from between the frowning eyebrows, and is faintly entangled in my heart. How affectionate, how lovesick this is!

The women were speechless for a long time, and Xu Jin'er was also stunned for a while. Although I thought Liu Xu's poem was good, I didn't expect such a big response. Since he came into contact with Liu Xu, Liu Xu has always been a witty and humorous surname, even if he writes such affectionate words, he feels that he is lyrical in order to write words for himself. Now seeing everyone's reaction so much, thinking about it for myself, I vaguely feel that Liu Xu also has deep emotions for himself inside.

The women finally reacted, and unanimously asked Xu Jin'er who she was looking to write for her. Find someone to write it for you, you won't write a slightly worse one, such a beautiful word, how can you Miss Xu write a limerick poem.

Xu Jin'er looked up to the sky and sighed: "I, Xu Jin'er, am also a person who loves poetry, why can't I write a good word?!" ”