Chapter 88: I only hear his voice but I don't see his person

"Mrs. Shen, are you better?"

Jiang Yihan, who woke up quietly, was awakened by a sweet voice, and the whole person suddenly opened his eyes, and the image that caught his eyes was indeed a light blue gauze tent, a beautiful face, and his eyes were facing each other, Jiang Yihan rubbed up, and saw that he was lying on the carved bed, with a blue brocade quilt covering his body, and he had changed his clothes, only wearing a white shirt embroidered with orchids, and couldn't help but look around.

Antique room, a few simple furnishings, not luxurious, but very comfortable, if just a few simple furnishings, but let this house a little more empty, in one of the rows of four-door screen partition, to make this room full of sight, and those few blue vases are placed in a few, pink, blue two unknown flowers, so that this monotonous room, full of vitality, looks like a woman's boudoir.

In addition, there was a picture of Aoxue Hanmei on the wall, which made Jiang Yihan look at it a few more times, and the words on it reminded Jiang Yihan of Shen Moyan, the font is somewhat similar, but it is still a little different, but it makes Jiang Yihan a little familiar Where have you seen it, I can't remember it for a while? But this strange room, muttered to myself.

- Where's the bottom?

"Mrs. Shen, let's eat some porridge."

Dressed in light blue plain brocade, with a melon seed face, long black hair like satin is simply coiled sideburns, a beaded flower is pinned to the right side, and a pair of light blue unknown flowers are pinned behind the ears, which is not vulgar and charming, but also perfect, Jiang Yihan doesn't know how to describe it.

It's just that the delicate facial features, delicate without a trace of flaws, and full of tender feeling, make Jiang Yihan want to pinch it and feel the smoothness of the skin.

There are also willow eyebrows, finely outlined, cherry mouth, light red lips, one by one, provocative, a kiss of Fangze.

The teeth that are as white as jade are neatly dewed, and they make people jealous, thinking of his previous life, six of Jiang Yihan's teeth are all rear-loaded, porcelain, and it is difficult to eat, and it is really difficult to gnaw a bone.

There is also a faint hint of floral fragrance on the beauty, gently sniffing with her nose, making Jiang Yihan smile comfortably, the fragrant beauty is pleasing to the eye, Jiang Yihan complained that if he was not a shallow scholar and could not depict it, he would definitely let everyone know that not only the goddess Liu Yifei let himself worship, but now in ancient times, there was no shortage of goddesses.

Gan couldn't help but ask Fang's name, "Girl, how do you call it?" ”

"Madam, laughing, the slave maid is the king's personal maid, and Madame can call me the third junior high."

The beauty hurriedly explained, "Madam, the slave maid is called the third junior high." ”

Unexpectedly, a name made Jiang Yihan attract much attention.

"The third year of junior high school, what's the name? As soon as I heard it, it wasn't your father and mother, that girl was a treasure in the eyes of her mother, and she wouldn't be so casual. ”

Jiang Yihan couldn't help but look at the third junior high school with disgust, but unfortunately this name doesn't match a beauty, a good beauty, ruined by the name, that's not good, Jiang Yihan didn't notice that next to a cabinet behind the screen, there was an extra shadow, and he continued, "It won't be your master!" It's really not long-hearted, how can you come up with such a name? It's better to change it, a good beauty is ruined like this, I want to think, what nice name is suitable for you,......"

Jiang Yihan kept talking, but he didn't see that the beauty's forehead was sweating, and the corners of her eyes looked somewhere from time to time.

The corners of someone's clothes moved slightly, revealing them, and the third junior was so frightened that people quickly interrupted worriedly, "Madam, this name slave likes it very much......"

Jiang Yihan couldn't help waving his hand and interrupted, "I like it, I think I have to like it." ”

Jiang Yihan thought of the current distinction between master and servant, no, this name is the same as a person, it is not good, it is not good, it is a good beauty, it is called the third year of junior high school, it is not poetic, for example, it is named after qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, what is the rhyme of the qin, yes, Mrs. Ben remembered a poem, no, it should be said that it is a couplet, it seems to be a ......"

Jiang Yihan might as well scratch his head, thinking about a poem about qin, chess, calligraphy and painting that he had read before.

The third junior looked at Mrs. Shen, frowning and scratching his head, and couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Yihan couldn't help but think about it for a long time, as if he couldn't think of it, and he was feeling annoyed!

I couldn't help but see the smile of the third junior high school out of the corner of my eyes, and my eyes suddenly lit up, and a beautiful woman smiled, just like the budding flowers that were waiting to bloom, and her eyes opened up in an instant, attracting people's attention.

Seeing Mrs. Shen's straight eyes, the third junior couldn't help but cover her mouth softly and didn't want to laugh, but she still couldn't help it, and looked at Jiang Yihan with a smile in her eyes.

"Madame, don't make fun of the slave maid, in fact, the name of the slave and maid is quite good, and it was all taken by the king. If Yan Jiu and Chu Chun were here, they would definitely be upset about their names. ”

Jiang Yihan couldn't help but be interested when he heard this, and asked the beauty with a smile, "Who is the king?" Why did he give you such a cheesy name, which does not match your beauty at all. It's not poetic at all. ”

The third junior didn't expect Mrs. Shen to say it, but she couldn't help complaining, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but look somewhere, but she sighed in her heart, what are you doing with all this? The king was wronged.

Jiang Yihan didn't care about her, and suddenly remembered the pair, and couldn't help but shout, "I remember, those two sentences are ......"

Jiang Yihan couldn't help but glance at the third year of junior high school.

The junior high school couldn't help but ask, "What is it?" ”

Jiang Yihan couldn't help but show off, "Those two sentences are,

——

The piano rhymes melodiously, and the chess pieces fall

Scholarly Mi comics are in the beginning.

"That's right! Anything else? ”

I couldn't help but ask when I heard it, it's really good, I haven't heard enough! I was looking forward to saying it, but I didn't think about it, Jiang Yihan held his chin with his hand, and couldn't help but think about the fun he saw in his previous life, and there was a poem about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops.

When the third junior saw it, he couldn't help but cleverly turn sideways to block that figure.

Jiang Yihan didn't care about this thought, the whole person fell into a state of dissociation, and he was wild.

The third junior couldn't help but look at Jiang Yihan worriedly, and couldn't help but say, "Madame wants to drink porridge, I'll think about it later!" ”

But no matter what Jiang Yihan called it, he fell into deep thought, but fortunately, under the worry of the third junior high, Jiang Yihan couldn't help laughing, "The third junior high, you listen well!"

This name is beautiful and poetic, "Mrs. Ben will know first, listen well!"

The piano, the pine wind at the bottom of the strings tells the ancient and modern, in the red dust, looking for a bosom friend.

Chess, upside down is also strange, black and white, why bother to talk about high and low.

Books, indulge in the east wind and read under the moon, the chai door is closed, and the guests don't care.

Painting, slender hand pine smoke dyed plain yarn, Ying Ying wrote, two or three cottages.

Poems, gargling jade with fragrant splendid words, can be chanted, good sentences are pondered

Wine, with you to eliminate eternal sorrow, the cup is full, don't let the tears flow!

Flowers, the calyx green flowers on the side of the bridge outside, rise with the wind, and work hard to the end of the world.

……”

"Madame read it so well, the slave thanked Madame first." The junior high school was overwhelmed with gratitude, and muttered that he wanted to write it down......

Jiang Yihan couldn't help but be interested, remembering that there were still good ones, and couldn't help but say, "Mrs. Ben is still here, but how do you want to thank me?" ”

"What does the lady want?"

The third junior couldn't help but ask excitedly, thinking of the king's favorite poem, he couldn't help but ask flatteringly.

Jiang Yihan's eyes couldn't help flashing slightly, "Or, in the third year of junior high school, I will read a sentence and you answer me a question?" ”

When the junior high school heard this, he hurriedly returned, "Okay, as long as Mrs. can say it, but I have to have poems about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Don't want the other ladies. ”

Jiang Yihan nodded, and someone listened quickly, waiting for Jiang Yihan's next sentence.

Jiang Yihan nodded and fought with the junior high.

"Okay, I'll tell you, you can answer!"

"Madame, please!"

"Well, listen,

In fact, literati love elegance, but they all know that piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are four elegant. But I don't know that literati actually have eight elegances! piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, tea.

Mrs. Ben will talk about this first,

- Jean

Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures. ”

"Good! Madam! Excuse me! ”

The junior high school clapped his hands and applauded, but when he heard Jiang Yihan's question, he was dumbfounded.

"Who is your master?"

The third day of junior high school is difficult to get, "The master of the slave is the ghost king!" ”

This is not difficult, I am really afraid that Jiang Yihan will ask again, so I can't help but change my hexagram, "Madam, the slave maid is still playing something else with you, right?" ”

Jiang Yihan wanted to ask for more information, but couldn't help but promise, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you?" ”

The third junior nodded and let Jiang Yihan continue.

That is to say,

- Chess

Qingshan is not tired of three glasses of wine,

There is only one game of chess in a long day.

- Is your master wearing a mask? ”

The third junior nodded in response.

"This time it is,

- Books

Reading without realizing that it is spring,

An inch of time is an inch of gold.

- What is your master's name? ”

"Your Majesty, it's called Ghost Face."

Jiang Yihan sped up and said, "

- Painting

The infinite Danqing hand in the world,

A piece of sadness can't be painted.

- Is your master here? ”

"In! Yes! …… Nope."

"Okay, next

- Poetry

The poems and books on the pillow are good,

The scenery in front of the door is good for rain.

- Where is your master? ”

"...... here"

The words fell, the third junior high school knelt on the ground, Mrs. Shen spared the slave! “

Jiang Yihan sneered and roared, "Shrinking turtle, come out!" ”

It's a pity that no one came out, silently, Jiang Yihan couldn't help but sigh, I'm blind to my good poetry!

Is!

In the past, there were fanatics, and they were immortals.

The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a weeping ghost and god.

It's rare to find a bosom friend, and he still refuses to show his true face, the ghost-faced wolf king, it's really good!

——Two sentences for three years, a groan and two tears.

——If the bosom friend is not rewarded, he will return to his hometown.

Excuse me, Ghost Faced Wolf King, when!

- Green ant new brewed wine, red clay small stove.

——If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing?

If not......

- Five-flowered horse, daughter Qiu,

- Hu'er will exchange for fine wine,

——Sell eternal sorrow with you.

Or in your Yama Palace, or in the General's Mansion, or somewhere in the East Fence......

After dusk,

You and I met late.

Or do you want me to ......

——Stay until the spring breeze in February and March,

——Shi Yuan knocked on the fire to try new tea.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, my husband will ......

- Kill outside the gate of the Yama Temple,

- Destroy your three views and chop your body.

Hurry up and let me out......

- The spring breeze relieves the poet's nose,

- Non-leaves, non-flowers, just incense.

"Mrs. Ben has a lot of tricks, I don't want the Yama Hall to disappear from now on, so let me out quickly!"

Roar at the sky and destroy everything!

- Ghost-faced wolf-king! Get out!