152 An invitation

Wei Shui is a bit incomprehensible!

The person who had such an idea was Feng Xiaoxiao, and the time when he discovered the abnormality was after returning from shopping with Lu Xue'er that day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

has been with Wei Shui for a while, and Feng Xiaoxiao has always felt that although Wei Shui seems to have integrated into the Ming Dynasty on the surface, he is still a person of the 21st century through and through in his bones. Dressed in ancient costumes, in fact, they can't do things according to ancient standards.

But after this time, Feng Xiaoxiao found that he had changed.

"What are you doing there? Grind the ink! ”

Wei Shui shouted these words, dragging Feng Xiaoxiao's spirit swimming outside the sky back. She almost seamlessly followed the action of going to get the ink ingot, but was glanced at strangely by Wei Shui, and then smiled and disgusted her: "Do you know how to grind ink?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao just wanted to argue, but remembered that he really wouldn't.

While retracting his hand in embarrassment, he heard Wei Shui add, "Let her come." ”

Only then did Feng Xiaoxiao understand that Wei Shui's name was Lu Xue'er, not her.

This is what Wei Shui became incomprehensible to her.

According to Feng Xiaoxiao's understanding of him these days, he doesn't seem to let Lu Xue'er do anything. But now it was different from what she expected, Wei Shui not only kept Lu Xue'er by her side to use it as a maid, but also used her hands from time to time. does not shy away from human eyes, but Lu Xue'er seems to have accepted her fate, never resisting his touch, but always following his wishes.

While thinking about it, Lu Xue'er had already stepped forward, rolled up her sleeves, and polished ink for Wei Shui.

It can be seen that although she is a girl, when she was young, she was educated by a certain amount of poetry and books. Even if you haven't read much, at least you've learned to write. This can be seen from her ink sharpening skills.

Ink grinding is not something that can be practiced overnight, and this kung fu must be polished over the years. The intensity of the water should be appropriate, and the strength and direction of the ink grinding must be well controlled.

Quietly watched Lu Xue'er grinding ink beside him, smelling the faint fragrance on his body. Wei Shui couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met him on the street of Shaoxing Mansion once upon a time, and his left hand was unconsciously raised and gently touched Lu Xue'er's slender waist.

Lu Xue'er first shook like an electric shock, and the ink ingot in her hand made a piercing noise. But then, the tense body stretched out, allowing Wei Shui's fingers to go up and down on his waist, moving and stopping.

Feng Xiaoxiao really couldn't stand it, so she turned around and was about to go out.

Wei Shui stopped her and said, "Help me find Tang Ji." ”

"Got it." Feng Xiaoxiao glared at him, then looked at Lu Xue'er, and fell into Wei Shui's hands, letting him fiddle around like a plaything. It doesn't matter if you mourn its misfortune, after all, you are angry with it.

Seeing the meaning in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes, Wei Shui couldn't help but smile.

Maids, especially the maids sent by Liu Yangzheng.

If he treats it well, offers it, and doesn't touch it, then it's really wrong!

That's fine, at least, no matter who is looking at his eyeliner and the situation reported to Liu Yangzheng, it will definitely be that Wei Shui has a widow's disease, and Miss Feng can't help but be jealous.

When Tang Ji walked into the house, Lu Xue'er had just put down the ink ingot in her hand, but the person did not leave Wei Shui's side.

The look of Shen bowing his head and blushing made Tang Ji look sideways.

When she first came that day, Tang Ji hadn't taken it seriously. But after just buying some rouge gouache, changing clothes, and adding a few ordinary jewelry, the whole person's temperament is instantly different from the previous situation.

As the saying goes: if you add one point, it will be too long, and if you subtract one point, it will be too short; If it is powdered, it is too white, and Shi Zhu is too red; The eyebrows are like green willows, the muscles are like snow, the waist is like bundles, and the teeth are like shellfish; With a smile, all of them fell into the city.

It's probably what Lu Xue'er looks like.

Noticing that Tang Ji's eyes were wrong, Wei Shui coughed dryly twice and pulled his attention back.

After the palm of his hand swam around Lu Xue'er's waist again, he reluctantly ordered: "Go and make a pot of tea." ”

"Yes, Second Master." Lu Xue'er hurriedly agreed, saluted, and withdrew.

Through the window, Wei Shui saw Lu Xue'er's figure drifting away until he couldn't hear the conversation in the room at all.

"Tang Ji, let me ask you something, if King Ning launches a rebellion now, does the imperial army have the strength to extinguish it in one fell swoop?" Wei Shui looked at Tang Ji's eyes and asked seriously.

Tang Ji replied without thinking: "Of course! King Ning's side is not small, and in my opinion, the imperial army can be wiped out in one fell swoop without using too much. ”

"Well, you look confident." Wei Shui said with a smile, "However, you are sure, the officials in Jiangxi, and the generals stationed around are also sure." If the imperial army has not yet arrived, and the rebellion of King Ning has been suppressed or even eliminated by the surrounding soldiers and horses, have you ever thought about what to do? At that time, no matter how powerful Ping Yubo was, the battlefield was over before the battle, and the credit would not be his turn to eat, right? ”

Tang Ji thought about it carefully and felt that what Wei Shui said made some sense, but he still couldn't help but want to refute, "Second Master, what do you mean?" ”

"It's not interesting, it's just to tell you what I think." Wei Shui said.

Outside the window, Lu Xue'er went fast and came back very quickly.

Wei Shui smiled and said to Tang Ji: "I'll write an invitation in person later, and you can help me hand it over to Chen Deng." ”

Speaking of which, it is also thanks to his experience as a fortune teller. The handwriting with a brush is excellent, especially the Wumen calligraphy that he is accustomed to writing.

Compared with the Taige style that arose in the Yongle Dynasty, this style of writing from the Jin and Tang dynasties is obviously more favored by scholars who claim to be talents. To learn a one-handed Taige style is to pass the imperial examination, and to learn Jin and Tang calligraphy is to show personality.

Because when he was learning, he watched people write with a large pen in the park, and secretly learned, and then after his own repeated pondering and training, Wei Shui's calligraphy can be regarded as self-contained, imitating Wang Pet, but also has its own spirit.

He can write the grass seal of Kai Lixing, but the best thing is still a small Kai.

At this time, what was being written on the paper was the fly-headed small block that he was best at.

Lu Xueer carried the pot to help him pour good tea, and just put down the teapot, at a glance, he was attracted by this good hand. I couldn't help but stare intently, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

It wasn't until Wei Shui finished writing this invitation that he put down his pen, picked up the tea cup, gently skimmed the tea leaves, and looked at her. She suddenly woke up, bowed her head embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, second master......"

"It's fine." Wei Shui smiled at her gently, folded the invitation and handed it to Tang Ji and said, "Go, remember, you have to hand it over to Chen Deng in person." ”