The flower farmer's gaze slowly softened.

He said in a hoarse voice: "The breeze dances the willows, and the light moon hides the plum blossoms." Although this verse is a little more alive than the previous one, it is still lacking in spirituality. It is better to change it to, the breeze supports the fine willows, and the light moon loses plum blossoms. ”

Lou Yan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he tasted it carefully: "The breeze supports the fine willows, and the light moon loses plum blossoms?" This word is really more agile than the dance word, which is not only the movement of the breeze, but also writes the graceful posture of the fine willow. Similarly, the hidden word is heavy on the moonlight, but the loss of the word makes the moon and plum one. Writing two things in one word is really exquisite! ”

The flower farmer looked at him.

His eyes were complicated.

A little excited, a little emotional.

The original Mu Ran's expression was tinged with a touch of excitement.

"You're the first one to say I'm good at writing." He said.

"Really?" Lou Yan nodded to him, "Presumably, the people you met before are not of any level, and they can't even tell the difference between good and bad." ”

The flower farmer said in a dumb voice: "They, it's not that they can't tell the difference, they don't give me a chance to say." A farmer who grows flowers, knows what poetry and lyrics, my hands are only worthy of being with the soil, how can I hold a pen? Only noble readers are qualified to taste poetry and words. ”

Lou Yan shook his head: "It's a pity." ”

"What a pity?"

Lou Yan said: "It's a pity that you didn't go to the Boundless Sea Pavilion in your early years. There, as long as you are only high enough, no matter what your background is, you can get the right attention. I have a senior brother, he used to be an ironworker, and there lived an old Xiucai next door, and he stood outside other people's windows to listen to books when he was striking iron every day. Over time, he memorized almost all the classics. He wanted to go to school, but he went to many places, but no one would accept him. Because they felt that a blacksmith in his twenties who could only read and write, had no teaching value. ”

"And then?" The flower farmer involuntarily stepped forward and stared at him.

Later, he arrived at the Boundless Sea Pavilion. My mentor heard his story, met him personally, and took him into his tutelage. He didn't learn to write until he was in his twenties, and you know how hard it is, he wrote on the sand every day for three years, and he was finally able to write. After another eight years, he was thirty-five years old and a high school champion. ”

Lou Yan smiled slightly: "If you go to the capital, you can meet him." He is in Hanlin Academy, surnamed Lu, and his name is Kang. ”

Lv Kang, a bachelor of Hanlin, was the champion of Ding Mao during the Jingyuan period.

"Boundless Sea Pavilion......" the flower farmer muttered, "there is a chance ......"

"Yes! You have a chance. Lou Yan slowly approached him, "You are better than him, he can only say that he can't write at the time, but you can." How well are these words written, and you have practiced them for many years, right? ”

“…… Thirty years, a full thirty years. ”

Lou Yan nodded: "It's better than me." ”

"But why don't I have such luck?" The flower farmer muttered, "Why are all the idiots I encountered!" ”

"Because in this world, there are many fools." Chi Yun walked over, looked at the half-written words on the table, and admired, "The pen is strong, the muscles and bones are strong, and the words are good!" ”

What they were talking about, Chi Yu didn't understand very well.

She just thought the room was beautiful, and it was all rough stuff, but it looked good.

Looking to the right, she suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

A little bit of light, very sharp......

"Ahh Chi Yu screamed, pointed to the corner, and shouted, "Knife! Knife! ”

This shout broke the atmosphere of a happy conversation.

The flower farmer rushed over in one step, grabbed the knife, pulled out Yu Muzhi hidden in the wall, and shouted, "Don't move!" ”

The bright blade was on Yu Muzhi's neck.

Yu Muzhi, who was tied with a strip of cloth, was so frightened that his soul was scattered.

"Uh-huh, hmm......"

Don't! He doesn't want to die! Save him!

"Ahh Chi Yu screamed even louder.

Ji Yun patted his forehead. I had warned her to shut up a long time ago, but something still happened.

"You're here for him, aren't you?" The flower farmer asked in a hoarse voice.

There is no point in denying it at this point.

Lou Yan nodded: "Not bad." ”

The flower farmer laughed strangely: "It's good to have a good background!" Such a piece of waste, and some people came to him. ”

Lou Yan frowned, and Chi Yu had already shouted: "What did you say?" Yu Ergongzi is talented, why is he a waste? He's still kind, those people bullied you yesterday, and he helped you! You will take revenge! ”

The flower farmer sneered: "How is he not a waste?" I can't even tell if a poem is good or bad. He's no different from the trash! ”

"You ......"

Chi Yu wanted to say more, but was preempted by Chi Yun: "That's right." ”

Hua Nong paused.

Chi Yun's gaze swept contemptuously: "This second son of Yu is just an embroidered pillow." Old man, you may not know, he turned out to be my fiancé, but it was so useless, so I quit the marriage. Others say that he is talented, but he is the son of the Taishi Mansion, and I really don't know where the outstandingness is. ”

The flower farmer stared at her, his eyes full of suspicion.

"How can there be such an unfair thing in this world? I thought I couldn't lose to these people, but because I was a woman, I didn't even have the qualifications to enter the examination room. Not only that, but I couldn't even publicize my talent because it would make those men feel ashamed. Oh, they don't reflect on their stupidity, they just shut up others. ”

"yes, it's just going to shut people up......" The flower farmer remembered a lot of things, starting from a young age, so many years......

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed, and he tried to grasp the knife in his hand, but his hand was weak.

But it was Lou Yan who grabbed the paperweight on the table and threw it over.

The flower farmer grabbed the machete again, and Lou Yan had already pounced, clasped his arm with his palm, and pulled it hard.

"Ahh

Ji Yun hurriedly stepped forward and kicked away the knife that had fallen to the ground.

"Are you alright?" The two asked in unison.

"It's fine." Again, they answered in unison.

"Hmm......" Yu Muzhi burst into tears and reminded them that he was the one who had something!

Ji Yun laughed and reached out to untie the rope on Yu Muzhi's body.

As soon as he untied the strip of cloth on his mouth, Yu Ergongzi retched with a "wow", wiping his tears while vomiting.

"It's terrible, he—he's going to cut off my hands...... What if I break my hand? I can't write in the future, and I have to be fed by others to even eat......"

Chi Yun reminded: "Second Prince Yu, what do you want to do well?" How could he just cut off your hands? When he cuts off your hands, he will cut off your feet, gouge out your eyes, and cut out your tongue...... Finally, it is chopped into pieces and buried under the peach blossom tree to become flower fertilizer. Do you still want to be fed by someone else for food? You've fed those peach blossom trees yourself. ”

Yu Muyi was stunned.

"You, you ......"

"What am I? Hurry up! Hurry out and call someone. ”

Yu Muzhi went through such a terrible thing, and the whole person was soft, and said weakly: "I can't walk......"

"You're really ......"

Lou Yan glanced at it lightly: "Blow the whistle." They should have searched into the woods, they could hear it. ”