The white lady whispered: "Sister Liu, do you think he is a weirdo?" ”

Liu Ru subconsciously said: "It's not ......"

The white lady smiled and said, "Sister Liu, you are duplicitous and lying. ”

Liu Ru had no choice but to say helplessly: "I...... I haven't been in contact with anyone like this before. ”

The White Lady said, "Who are the people you have been in contact with before?" ”

Liu said: "There is no one ...... either"

Zhang Zhun's voice came, with a faint look, as if it was very casual, but his voice was very clear, and he was only heard to say eloquently: "Pointing out the country, inspiring words, dung and other characters like the Marquis of Wanhu back then." ”

Liu Ru thought that Zhang Zhun was blaming her, blaming her for looking down on him as a master. In fact, she did look down on Zhang Zhun a little. As if the secret of her heart had been peeked out, she stood up a little embarrassed, her cheeks were slightly red, and she said a little overwhelmed: "Master......"

Zhang Zhun didn't blame her for anything, but suddenly smiled weirdly, and said mysteriously: "Don't think that the geniuses of Jiangnan will chant poems against her, in fact, I will too." I'm also a first-class talent, believe it or not? ”

Liu Ru naturally didn't believe it, but it was not easy to show it, so she just stood helplessly. In fact, in her inner world, the word "unbelief" has been repeated countless times. Zhang Zhun is a local military household, and he can know a few words, which is already very good, how can he still know how to recite poetry? Will he be able to tell the difference? Can he tell the difference between the upper and lower links?

The white lady was even more incredulous, and said with a smile: "Brother Yulin, you never told me, you still know how to chant poetry, you don't do limericks, right?" ”

Zhang Zhun smiled, looked confident, and said seriously: "Whether it is a limerick or not, after you listen to it, you will naturally know." ”

Liu Ru couldn't help but be a little suspicious. Could it be that this Zhang Zhun really has some talent? No! No way! In the military household, it is already very good to be able to read and write, how can you still know how to recite poetry?

The white lady didn't believe it, she was rectum, she had no scheming, what did she say, and said with a smile: "Brother Yulin, Sister Liu is a poet, don't let Sister Liu laugh." ”

Zhang Zhun said casually: "It's okay, it's not me who is laughing at." ”

The white lady said in surprise: "What is the joke that is not you?" ”

Zhang Zhun found that he accidentally said something wrong, but his expression remained unchanged, oh, he naturally covered up the past, and said seriously: "I'm going to recite a poem now, you guys listen to it." ”

The two girls listened attentively.

Liu Ru was even more engrossed, for fear of missing something.

Zhang Zhun chanted in a similar manner:

Reading power in the cold autumn, Xiangjiang River to the north, orange island head.

Look at the mountains red all over, the forests are dyed; The river is clear and transparent, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream.

The eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete freely.

Suddenly, I asked the vast earth, who is the lord of the ups and downs-

Bring hundreds of couples to travel, reminiscing about the past eventful years.

Just a young classmate, in his prime; The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan.

Pointing to the country, inspiring words, the dung was ten thousand households.

Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle stream, the waves curb the flying boat...... After hearing this, the white lady tilted her head and said in a daze: "Brother Yulin......"

Liu Ruis frowned slightly, her bright eyes flashed and flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhang Zhun finished chanting and said expectantly: "How is it?" ”

The white lady shook her head and said honestly: "I don't know, I don't know how to appreciate it." ”

Zhang Zhun turned his head and asked Liu Rus, and said with a smile: "What do you think?" ”

Liu Ru looked a little weird, a little hesitant, and a little suspicious, and said in a low voice: "The slave dares to ask, is this really the master's own doing?" ”

Zhang Zhun's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "You don't believe that I did it?" ”

Liu Ru shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't believe it." ”

Zhang Zhun lowered his face, as if he was angry, and his tone sank, "I really don't believe it?" ”

Liu Ru hesitated for a moment, but still said stubbornly: "I don't believe it." ”

Zhang Zhun had a gloomy face, as if he was really angry.

Although Liu Ru was a little flustered, she still straightened her waist and was unwilling to change her words.

Zhang Zhun suddenly smiled helplessly, and said self-deprecatingly: "The class has an axe, and it is really boring for yourself." You're right, it's not what I did. ”

Liu Ru's eyes lit up slightly, and she asked diligently: "May I ask my lord, who wrote this poem?" ”

Zhang Zhun said casually: "Mao Runzhi." ”

Liu Ru frowned and pondered, and combed through all the ancient and modern lyricists, but there was no impression of Mao Runzhi. At the same time, this poem, in her mind, is not at all impressed. It stands to reason that she is also familiar with poetry and songs, as long as she has dabbled in it, she can't be guaranteed to remember it, at least she has an impression. However, Zhang Zhun's poem really has no impression at all.

This, how is it possible? Listening to the heroic spirit of this poem, you will know that it is not made by ordinary people. If that's the case, it should be even more impressive. But I don't have any impression at all. Unless...... This poem was written by Zhang Zhun, and Mao Runzhi was just his excuse...... However, how could Zhang Zhun make such a word? If a military household has such a level, is it still called a military household?

Liu Ru stared at Zhang Zhun deeply, as if she wanted to find something from his face. It's a pity that Zhang Zhun's expression has not changed from just now, and he can't see anything. In desperation, she couldn't help asking, "May I ask my lord, who is this Mr. Mao Runzhi?" Where is the house? The slave was very impressed to be able to write such heroic words. ”

Zhang Zhun said with a smile: "He is from Zhongnanhai, and his home is in Ziguang Pavilion. ”

Liu Ru was even more puzzled.

Zhongnanhai?

Purple Light Pavilion?

Where is this?

In the Ming Dynasty, there was no Zhongnanhai, no Ziguang Pavilion, no matter how smart Liu Ru was, it was impossible to know. If Zhang Zhun said that it was too liquid, Liu Ru would definitely know. It's a pity that Zhang Zhun didn't know that Taiye Pool was Zhongnanhai. So, she couldn't help but glance at Zhang Zhun suspiciously again. Could it be that these are his excuses again?

Liu Ru wanted to ask again, but Zhang Zhun had already said with a smile: "The things about Mr. Mao Runzhi are all top secrets, and I can't tell you for the time being." Alright, you eat first. After dinner, you can come to my study for a while. ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the study.

Liu Ru didn't have the heart to eat at all, and the words Mao Runzhi, Zhongnanhai, Ziguangge and other words repeatedly swirled in his mind, as well as the words of Zhang Zhun just now. She is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and when she encounters things she doesn't understand, she wants to get to the bottom of it. This kind of surname is somewhat similar to Xue Zhidie.

The white lady saw that Liu Ru was not thinking about tea and dinner, so she comforted and said: "Sister Liu, don't listen to him to play tricks, where is there any Mao Runzhi?" I think most of it was made up by him. I don't know where he got the limericks and used them to fool us. ”

Liu Ru shook her head gently. The White Lady's speculation, she did not approve. If you can write such a level of oil, you must be a character in the future, and it is impossible to cultivate in the wild. I haven't heard of Mao Runzhi, it's not surprising, who knows which one he is. But this poem, I don't have any impression of it, it's strange. This fully shows that Zhang Zhun has very few possible surnames plagiarized.

Well, Liu Ru is still very confident in her poetry and singing level. Her speculation is based on extreme self-confidence. Her inference is that even she doesn't know the origin of this poem, and Zhang Zhun is even more unlikely to know. Since I don't know, it was Zhang Zhun who made it himself. It's just that, at Zhang Zhun's level, how can it be possible to write such a word? Moreover, Xiangjiang River and Orange Island are far away in Huguang, and they don't have a relationship with Zhang Zhun at all.

With curiosity, Liu Ru hurriedly finished eating and came to Zhang Zhun's study with the white lady.

Zhang Zhun's study, on the right side of the White House. It is a small building of reading power. It was quiet and spacious. To be precise, this small building is not a study at all, but a place where he often handles official business. Because in the rooms on both sides, there are a large number of bookcases, in which there are many books, which are used to decorate the façade and be elegant. That's why there is an internal name, which is called the study.

In fact, those line-bound books, arranged vertically, from right to left, have to be read by Zhang Zhun to read it, which is really embarrassing for him. Since coming to this world, Zhang Zhun has not read a book. The reason why there are so many books is that on the one hand, it is to pretend to be Sven, and on the other hand, it is what Xue Ningying, a little girl, needs. The little girl likes to read these books the most.

Liu Ru is talented, knowledgeable, dabbling in ancient and modern, and naturally likes to read. Seeing that there were a lot of ancient books among them, Liu Ru was suspicious of Zhang Zhun, and he was a little deeper. If Zhang Zhun really read all these ancient books and wrote the words just now, he would not be very surprised.

Zhang Zhun saw Liu Ruyi's gaze, constantly flickering, but he could guess her thoughts, and thought, you really lift me up. He shook his head and said with a smile: "These books recognize me, but I don't recognize them." ”

The white lady smiled and playfully said, "I don't recognize it either." ”

Zhang Zhun's face was straight, and he said seriously: "Let Sister Liu teach you to read and write in the future." ”

The white lady shook her head and said, "I don't want it." ”

Zhang Zhun said with a straight face: "It's not okay to be uneducated." ”

The white lady pouted, obviously not very happy. Reading or something, she has the biggest head, so she might as well go sword dancing! Even if you don't dance a sword, it's good to perform juggling. When my sister comes, I can often perform juggling.

Liu Ru said in a proper manner: "I don't know if the master is calling, what's the matter?" ”

Zhang Zhun looked her up and down, and suddenly said, "You go and change into men's clothes and come back." ”

Liu Ru was slightly stunned again.

It's no problem to change men's clothes, she used to like to wear men's clothes to hide her identity, but Zhang Zhun is his own man, why did he change into men's clothes by himself? Don't...... couldn't help but think of those greased and powdered prostitutes, and Liu Ru trembled. Could it be that Zhang Zhun still has such a bad taste? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously said with some resistance: "Master, slave and maid ......"

(To be continued)