At this time, when it was already over, Li Fengwu carefully compared, covered his ecstatic mood, and continued to silently recite "National Style. Summoning the South", after all, "National Style. There are only eleven songs in Zhou Nan", and although it is very strong to memorize it after reading it, it is far from reaching the level of unforgettable demons.

From "National Style. At the beginning of "Magpie's Nest" in the chapter "Zhaonan", Li Fengwu memorized one by one, and the words that he had only read once were still like streams, flowing clearly and transparently in the bottom of his heart, free and unblocked.

"National Style. Calling the South", "National Style. Shao Feng", "National Style. The Wind ...... Until "National Style. Qi Feng", those words no longer resemble a clear spring in the mountains, but have become a quiet ravine in the countryside, showing a dark blockage, and some words have become blurred.

barely finished reciting "National Style. Qi Feng", followed by "National Style. Wei Feng" is like a vast ocean, knowing that there are many poems there, but I don't have any memory in my heart.

Li Fengwu took a long breath, opened the poetry scriptures, and found that there were almost no errors and omissions in the first few articles. Qi Feng", a large number of errors and omissions began to appear, which is equivalent to only a complete record from the "National Style. Summoning the South" to "National Style. Zheng Feng" six articles, a total of ninety-six poems!

The entire "Book of Songs" is only three hundred and five!

After reading it once, I wrote down one-third of the content of the Book of Poetry, although there are many works that I memorized when I was reading, but this achievement has shocked Li Fengwu himself.

This...... I can only say that I am crazy and even I am afraid.

Although it is only a strong memory, and I don't understand those poems thoroughly, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a demon to be able to do this, right?

It seems that I, Li Fengwu, are destined to become a demon among scholars!

Li Fengwu was very proud, and couldn't help but scream once or twice to vent his smugness.

It's just that in the dead of night at this time, this burst of ahhhh

In the wing room of the east courtyard, the third lady Zhang Yousu opened her eyes and shook Li Laosan beside her, "Official, did you hear me?" ”

Li Laosan was sleepy, and said impatiently: "Do you want anyone to sleep in the middle of the night?" ”

Zhang Yousu raised his eyebrows, "Huh? "It's all thick nasal.

Li Laosan heard it clearly, sat up suddenly, and asked with a serious face: "Madam, what's wrong, isn't something wrong?" ”

Zhang Yousu twisted the fat on the waist of his official funny, "I heard Da Lang's voice just now, it seems to be ......"

"What?" Li Laosan was inexplicable.

Zhang Yousu coughed, "That's the sound of what." "No matter how open the women of the Great Song Dynasty are, they can't compare to the Tang Dynasty, so it's still a little subtle when it comes to pillow things after all.

Li Laosan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Maybe I ate mutton today, Fengwu is angry, normal and normal, I am sixteen years old, some people are holding their grandchildren at this time, this kid is enjoying it, that is Zhu Zhao'er, he must be very happy...... Ouch, why are you pinching me? ”

Zhang Yousu glanced at his own officials charmingly, "You old immortal cranky and crazy!" ”

Li Laosan nodded, "Don't dare to think about it, it's all Fengwu's, I'm happy for him as a father!" ”

Zhang Yousu also smiled when he heard this, Feng Wu, this kid is really not a vegetarian......

Early in the morning, the husband passed by outside the Li Mansion, and knocked on the drum several times, "The weather is dry and dry, be careful of fire candles, prevent thieves and thieves, close the doors and windows, the time has come, the morning light is faint, the river is foggy, and there is frost on the road." ”

Zhu Zhao'er was woken up by the voice of her husband, shrunk in the quilt, her long hair was lazily displayed in the quilt, wrapped around the snow-white skin, her eyes were lazy like autumn waves, and her cherry-like mouth was stubbornly biting, and she was a little worried in her heart.

The legs were twisted together and tightened...... The feeling of that dream is so clear, oops, how can that gentleman be so gentle.

I couldn't sleep anymore, I don't know how long I lingered in the quilt, until I heard the drum of Chenshi, Zhu Zhao'er got up in a daze, washed up and went to the north courtyard to pour hot water, and returned to the west courtyard to push Li Fengwu's bed, but was surprised to find that Li Fengwu had already gotten up and was sitting silently at the desk with his eyes closed.

Putting the basin on the shelf, Zhu Zhao'er twisted the towel for washing her face and walked to Li Fengwu, but she glared at herself angrily, "Don't come here!" Then he closed his eyes again.

Zhu Zhao'er froze there for some reason, and tears quickly formed in her big eyes, feeling aggrieved.

I'm going to hand you a face towel soon, as for such a murderer......

"Poof!" Zhu Zhao'er threw the wrung towel back into the copper plate, splashed the water on the ground, and grabbed the quilt and fanned it, as if it was the squiggler that she had ravaged on her hands.

Li Fengwu didn't seem to hear it, and let Zhu Zhao'er lose her temper.

It took a long time to open his eyes, sighed and said, "Sure enough, I still have to forget a lot when I sleep." ”

Last night, I only read the Book of Poetry once and memorized more than 90 poems, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night, I got up early in the morning, and continued to memorize it silently, and found that I had forgotten a lot of what I could remember last night, and there were only about 50 poems left that I could remember clearly.

Regret to regret, Li Fengwu is not greedy, it is quite surprising to have this memory.

Glancing at Zhu Zhao'er, who was cleaning up the bed with a little temper, Li Fengwu quietly ran behind her, grabbed the long hair scattered on her back, and put it between her nose to sniff deeply, "Yo, it's so fragrant." ”

Zhu Zhao'er's delicate body suddenly tensed, and she fled to the side in a panic, lowering her head and twisting her fingers and not daring to look at Li Fengwu, but the dream picture of last night involuntarily appeared in her mind, and her cheeks were as red as red in an instant.

Li Fengwu sighed again, "I'm blushing, I've never seen you so embarrassed when I poked your chest, is there a ghost in my heart?" ”

"You've got a big head!"

Her mind was pierced, Zhu Zhao'er said viciously, but in Li Fengwu's eyes, it was a delicate and disgusting language, and she was in a boundless manner, and she was in a good mood, turned around and washed her face, and went to the courtyard outside the door to brush her teeth and rinse her mouth and go to eat breakfast.

Looking at the back of the gentleman disappearing into the courtyard, Zhu Zhao'er cleaned up the room hatefully, but her mind always echoed last night's dream unusually...... That spring dream.

Actually, it's really good-looking......

After eating breakfast, Li Fengwu found that his father Li Laosan walked into the study room used to decorate the façade with a melancholy face, followed in, lifted Li Laosan up from the chair, sat in by himself, and asked, "You look like a dead father, what's wrong?" ”

Li Laosan's face trembled, slapped Li Fengwu on the head, and shouted at the male duck: "What bad words did the rabbit cub say, no big or small, your grandfather has been dead for decades!" ”

Li Fengwu picked up the "History of the New Five Dynasties" on the table, this is a history book written by Ouyang Xiu, which is rare in folk bookstores, and said unceremoniously: "This book belongs to me." ”

Li Laosan's mind was a little trance-like, and he didn't care about being taken away by his son a few rare books, anyway, he couldn't understand those things, and he just kept them in the study to save face, and sighed: "The news I got last night, Chen Fuzun also knows Zhenjiang Mansion, do you guess who the new Jiankang prefect is?" ”

Li Fengwu continued to flip through the bookcase, and said without raising his head: "Who?" Isn't it Liu Xiangzheng? "This is impossible, the Tang and Song Dynasty official avoidance system has been perfected, and Liu Xiangzheng, who was born in the Liu family in Hexi, cannot know the Jiankang Mansion.

"It's not Yoo Sang-jeong, but it's almost the same." Li Laosan sighed.

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