A table, a chair, a tail.

The simple decoration and simple life reminded Zhou Xiaocao of a famous poem from another time and space, and involuntarily chanted: "A sail, a oar, a fishing boat, a fisherman, a fishing hook; One pitched and one laughed, one river bright moon and one river autumn. Girl, what a Yaxing! ”

"The son is a good poet, and the concubine has been taught."

The beauty on the chair stood up and looked at Zhou Xiaocao from afar. That's really...... The figure is graceful, the body is light and soft, and the demeanor is elegant... I wipe it, why can't I see my face? Zhou Xiaocao looked at the white scarf on the beauty's face and couldn't help but be disappointed.

"Why does the girl cover her face, isn't this a tyrannical thing? It's a pity not to be able to appreciate the girl's peerless face! ”

The pretty maid said, "What do you know? My young lady swore since she was a child, and the first man to see her face was her crush! You thief-eyed, how could Miss show you what she looks like? ”

"Qing'e! Don't talk nonsense. ”

The beauty looked at the pretty maid Qing'e with some complaint, and then said to Zhou Xiaocao: "The subordinate doesn't understand the rules, but it makes the son laugh." What Qing'e said is not true, don't care about it. As for why the concubine covered her face, it was because she was ugly and couldn't get into the eyes of the son, so please bear with her. ”

Zhou Xiaocao listened to the beautiful female voice like fairy music, where did she take any oaths? According to her, then you can only marry the mirror. So he waved his hand again and again: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way!" By the way, I don't dare to ask the girl's name...... That Fang Ling... Name? ”

Qing'e grinned and said, "Childe, do you want to ask about the name or the age?" ”

Zhou Xiaocao coughed, pretending to be calm to cover up his previous gaffe, and said, "All ask, well, all ask." ”

Qing'e said: "Then don't you have to report to your home first?" ”

Zhou Xiaocao said: "Of course. Under the surname Zhou Xiaocao, it is... I don't know what to say. ”

He really didn't know what to say, but Qing'e didn't think so: "It's still secretive, is it that there is a fierce wife in the family, and you don't dare to talk nonsense?" ”

As soon as Zhou Xiaocao heard this, he immediately patted his chest and promised: "I'm a tiger at home, as long as my husband is shocked, he will be scared down." ”

But I thought in my heart, I don't know if Lao Tzu is married, let's put it on first. Anyway, this kind of fireworks land is not responsible for what you say.

The beauty covered her mouth with her hands, as if she was smiling: "The concubine's name is Shen Jianniang, and she is twenty-eight years old." ”

Zhou Xiaocao said: "Ouch, at the age of twenty-eight, she is still like a little girl, and her mother is so well maintained!" ”

Qing'e smiled so much that her waist bent down: "Who told you that you are twenty-eight years old?" Aren't they all old? Twenty-eight and sixteen, our girl will be sixteen years old in a month. ”

Shen Jiaoniang said lightly: "Qing'e! Why is it always unruly? Don't Zhou Gongzi know this, just you know! People just deliberately say it to make you laugh, what a slave who doesn't know how to take it. ”

Qing'e was taught a few words by her own young lady, and her face couldn't hold back. Although he didn't dare to talk back to the young lady, he looked at Zhou Xiaocao with his eyes in a daze, that look, if Zhou Xiaocao was a roast chicken, I am afraid that she would have gnawed the bones at this time.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaocao knew that the king of Hades was easy to see, and the little ghost was difficult. In the future, if I still want to see this Shen Jiaoniang and talk to her, I will inevitably have to pass the Qing'e level. So he said, "Miss Shen laughed. It's really different from literature and science, but it's a joke for the two beauties. In fact, Sister Qing'e is really good-looking when she smiles, and it's just to be able to see Sister Qing'e's smile. ”

When Qing'e heard this, her face was first happy, and then her face was solemn, and she said: "It's not embarrassing to be called by my sister and sister so quickly!" ”

Speaking of sisters and sisters, it is as kind as Jia Baoyu in "Dream of Red Mansions". Later generations concluded that "Dream of Red Mansions" is "My Sister Saves Me", "Journey to the West" is "My Disciple Saves Me", "Water Margin" is "My Brother Saves Me", and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is "The Military Master Saves Me".

Shen Jianniang frowned and said, "Qing'e, don't talk too much, don't go make tea for Zhou Gongzi soon." ”

"Yes!"

Qing'e agreed, and went outside to bring a complete set of tea sets, there were dozens of them. I saw that these tea sets are different, and they should have different functions. Anyway, Zhou Xiaocao didn't know anything about them, just waiting for tea.

Qing'e took a small bucket, scooped a scoop of water from it, sifted it into the teapot, took a red clay stove, lit a charcoal fire, and put the teapot on it.

Seeing that the beauty is like jade, and the best time is ahead, Zhou Xiaocao couldn't help but shake his head, and our first thief in the literary world started a new round of plagiarism: "Green ants roast wine, red clay small stove." If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. With such a beautiful scenery, I really don't want to do it for a fairy. ”

Qing'e said angrily: "You know how to show off!" ”

Then he glanced at his own young lady, stuck out his tongue, and hurried to make tea again.

Shen Jianniang savored this little poem and couldn't help but admire: "Although I don't know why, Zhou Gongzi's poems always can't fit the scene in front of him, but it sounds so touching." Especially in the first two sentences, with red and green colors, few numbers, the artistic conception can be completely highlighted; The last two sentences turn with a twist, but they can express their hearts directly, which is really a rare good poem. Please wait for Zhou Gongzi to wait for Jiao Niang to copy the poems written by Zhou Gongzi today as a commemoration. ”

Zhou Xiaocao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said repeatedly: "Ashamed, ashamed!" ”

Shen Jianniang said: "Zhou Gongzi can make such a masterpiece, and if he is ashamed, then Jianniang can be regarded as living for 16 years." ”

But how did Shen Jianniang know that Zhou Xiaocao was really ashamed, he was really copying other people's classics.

Shen Jianniang sat at the desk, because Qing'e was cooking tea, she could only lay the paper and polish the ink by herself, press the paperweight, pick up the small Kai, and copy it on the paper. This beauty is beauty, no matter what you do, it is so charming. Zhou Xiaocao involuntarily walked over, stood beside Shen Jianniang, and watched her carefully as she wrote meticulously.

After writing, Shen Jianniang blew the ink and presented it to Zhou Xiaocao and said, "Please take a look at Zhou Gongzi, is it okay?" I'm afraid that the font of the concubine is too ugly, and I don't have to insult the son's good poems. ”

Zhou Xiaocao said repeatedly: "It's not ugly, it's not ugly, it's 10,000 times better than what I wrote." ”

This is the truth, where can Zhou Xiaocao write calligraphy. But when these words were heard in Shen Jiaoniang's ears, that was not what they meant. Since Zhou Xiaocao can "make" such good poems and write words, can there be any bad words? She didn't know that these poems were plagiarized.

Zhou Xiaocao looked at this beautiful handwriting, and couldn't help but think of the story of Xue Tao in the Tang Dynasty. Legend has it that Xue Tao was a famous prostitute in the Tang Dynasty with outstanding literary talents. The literati and the princes and ministers were always proud to receive the poems written by Xue Tao himself. That Xue Tao was ingenious, cut the paper into the size of a handkerchief, decorated it with colored paints, and painted with beautiful pattern trims, which looked very refreshing, so later generations called this kind of printed note "Xue Tao note".

Zhou Xiaocao said to Shen Jianniang: "Sister Shen, since you write so beautifully, why don't you use your pens for drawing lips and eyebrows to lace this paper?" ”

Shen Jianniang heard that he succeeded Qing'e and called herself her sister again, and she couldn't help but feel hot at the root of her ears. But he still accepted Zhou Xiaocao's mention and made lace on the small paper on which the poems were written, which really looked more pleasing to the eye.

Shen Jianniang was pleasantly surprised, and said: "Zhou Gongzi is not only good at poetry, but also has such whimsical ideas. The concubine really doesn't know how many wonderful ideas you have. ”