Miss Fan's face flushed slightly, and she said, "What is this for? Isn't it the same for whoever sends it?"

Ouyang Shu said: I just saw your ghost forehead, mysterious appearance, I think it's very strange!

As soon as Miss Fan heard Ouyang Shu mention Fang Cai's matter, her face suddenly changed again, and her voice became louder: Who is sneaky? I just looked up one by one in the guest rooms on this floor to see if you were among them, but I didn't expect to be startled by someone who was really sneaky!

Ouyang Shu was dizzy when he heard this, and said secretly: Since you know my name, don't you know where I live if you ask the shopkeeper? Where can I use room by room to investigate? Besides, even if you see me in person, you don't recognize it, and you may miss it?

However, of course, he can't say these words, otherwise he probably won't be able to talk about them today. So, he sincerely confessed and said: I want to ask, since Li Yi'an asked your brother to read the exam questions and asked you to invite the card, then your brother and sister must be very familiar with her, right?

Miss Fan showed a proud smile on her face, pursed her cute little mouth a little ostentatiously, and said: "That's nature." Me, Sister Qingzhao, and um, in short, we are very good friends. Ask the world, what is love, and teach people to live and die. This is your poem, Sister Qingzhao read it several times, and she cried. And another good sister of ours, after reading your poems, it was as if she had changed into a different person, so gentle that even I was about to melt!

Ouyang Shu was greatly surprised, he didn't expect this "Touching the Fish" to have such a response. Of course, he also knew that Li Qingzhao was not completely moved to tears by the poem itself, but only because the poem aroused the sadness in his heart, he couldn't help but feel sad. He smiled slightly bitterly and said, "Then, does she really want me to go to the meeting?"

When Miss Fan heard this, she was not happy, and said: "I said, why are you talking so hurtful? Sister Qingzhao is a strange woman who loves and hates clearly, and she never pretends to be pretentious in her words and actions. If she doesn't want you to go, how can she write the invitations herself? You know, among the many invitations put this time, the others are written by others, and you are the only one who wrote it herself.

Ouyang Shu's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again, and he still repeated the sentence in a low voice: Does she really want me to go?

Miss Fan was a little confused by his anger, and stomped her feet and said: You are really unreasonable! Forget it, I ignore you, if I continue like this, I will go crazy!

Ouyang Shu was stunned and said: What?

Miss Fan pouted and said: I came all the way to help you deliver the invitation, don't you thank me, so embarrassed to let me go back so empty-handed?

Ouyang Shu glanced at Miss Da in surprise, took out a bunch of money from his arms, and was about to deliver it to Miss Fan.

Miss Fan suddenly pulled her hand back, and said indignantly: There is no need for big officials to reward money, although my family is not rich, but it is also a family of eunuchs, and there is no problem with self-sufficiency.

Ouyang Shu had no choice but to say in a low voice, "Then what do you want?"

Seeing that Ouyang Shu had a good attitude, Miss Fan's face softened a little. She turned a pair of smart eyes and looked Ouyang Shu up and down, left and right, and then said slowly: I look at your whole body, and there is nothing that makes this girl look good. It's your skin, which looks good, but it's not delicate enough, even if it is sold to a sister-in-law (male brothel), it won't be exchanged for a few dollars. Now it seems that your hands are worth a little money. In this case, you can write a word on the spot, and I will take it back.

Ouyang Shu listened to her for a long time, and she actually wanted her own words, but she couldn't put it down, so she couldn't help but laugh, so she smiled and quipped: You can choose, you know, I went to sell words today, and I sold two pictures in total, the first one was sold for five yuan, and the second one was sold for forty taels, which is almost eighty yuan. In this way, on average, one of my calligraphy and paintings is worth more than 40 yuan. It's no wonder that you don't want to give you the same money, but you want a word!

Miss Fan's pretty face turned red, and she said angrily: No matter what nonsense you say, if you don't hand over the calligraphy and paintings today, I will stay here and not leave!

Ouyang Shu laughed and said: "Miss, this is an inn, not my house, if you don't leave, what does it matter to me? Besides, it's going to be dark this day, will it be dangerous if you don't go back to a girl's house? You see that these people who live near me are not as polite as me, and they are very dangerous to girls!

Seeing this, Miss Fan was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed Ouyang Shu from behind and said, "No, I won't leave calligraphy and paintings, and I won't let you in!"

Ouyang Shu turned around and said with a smile, "Miss, if you want calligraphy and painting, you should always wait for me to go in and write, I think even the Right Army of the Book Saint King can't stand in this corridor to write!"

Miss Fan's face showed a look of surprise, but she said, "You person, didn't you just say that you would give calligraphy and painting?" I don't know how to let girls go, so I know how to tease people!

Ouyang Shu was pestered by this Miss Fan, and his mood improved a lot, so he didn't refute it, and walked into the room with a smile. And Miss Fan didn't recognize her life, and walked in after her.

Seeing Ouyang Shu pick up the pen, Miss Fan couldn't wait to come over and said, "I'll help you study the ink!"

Ouyang Shu smiled comfortably beside him: I can't see it, you are quite familiar with this set!

Miss Fan said without raising her head: Of course, I think that at the beginning, when Sister Qingzhao was writing, I served beside me, and when my grandfather and his old man were still in the capital

At this, her tone changed darkly.

Ouyang Shu knew that Miss Fan's grandfather, Fan Chunren, had been demoted to the deputy envoy of the Wu'an Army because of his political differences with the current Prime Minister Zhang Dun.

Because according to the practice of the Great Song Dynasty, the real military and political affairs of each section of the state are not the nominal supreme governor of the state, nor the deputy envoy of the second long section, but the judge of the festival. The judge of the festival is equivalent to the prefect of other states. Therefore, the envoys and vice-envoys of the state could not appear in the locality, because if they were nominally governors under their rule, it would be impossible to legally tell whether the affairs of the state should be listened to or judged.

Therefore, Fan Chunren was not placed in Changsha, where the Wu'an Army was located, but in the more remote Yongzhou.

Ouyang Shu saw that the little girl's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, and her face was gloomy, as if she was about to cry, and hurriedly comforted: Don't be sad, your grandfather is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, although when he arrives in the place, everyone respects him very much, and his old man will not suffer much!

There was a hint of a smile on Miss Fan's face, she glanced at Ouyang Shu obliquely, and said, "You have said so many things tonight, and this sentence sounds the most like human words!"

Ouyang Shu didn't care about Miss Fan's teasing, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said: Since you think about your grandfather so much, I will write you a poem about your relatives!

As he spoke, he picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, and a thousand miles together.

When Miss Fan saw it, she was very dissatisfied, and said coquettishly: You don't count, this is Mr. Dongpo's words, and you didn't write it yourself.

Ouyang Shu secretly said in his heart: If you want me to write it myself, where do I remember so much in my head? There are so many resources left, if you ask for it casually, you will waste one, so how can you mix it up in the future? Besides, you just said that you want calligraphy and painting, and you didn't say that you want me to write it myself?

He smiled slightly, and said with reverence: Yes, it is Mr. Dongpo's masterpiece. Think about it, even if I can write again, can I write better than Mr. Dongpo?

Although Miss Fan was very dissatisfied, she repeatedly asked Ouyang Shu to write one by herself, but Ouyang Shu did not move, let her coerce and lure, and was stunned, Miss Fan finally had no choice, and saw that the sky was really dark, so she had to leave in a huff.