Chapter 93: Caibi (3)
There was still a girl sitting opposite Miss Li, Xu Shu had never seen it, but she felt that there was a heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes, and there was a plum blossom on her smooth forehead.
But obviously not taken to heart by Miss Li.
As soon as Yuan An looked up, he found that Xu Shu hadn't left yet, and urged her, "Didn't you let you go?" ”
"Ah," Xu Shu's gaze withdrew from Miss Li.
"I'm still, not leaving."
Yuan An sneered and glanced at her, "I heard that you have a bad reputation, and I want to give you a chance to admit defeat yourself, since you don't want it, then forget it." ”
She gently grinded the ink, and then picked up the pen and wrote a lot of words on the paper.
Xu Shu couldn't see what she had written, but he could feel that she had been practicing for a long time, whether she was moving the pen or hanging her wrist.
Xu Shu was often detained by her grandfather to practice calligraphy when she was a child, she liked it a lot, and she also practiced the famous hall, and joined the calligraphy association at a young age, and occasionally went to drink tea with a group of old men and taste words or something.
Although I don't know how it compares to these ancient talented women, at least it's well written.
The title of her and Yuan'an's poems is a sad word.
The scope is so wide that there are countless poems in Xu Shu's mind one by one, and there are even so many that she doesn't know which one to choose.
Alas, sorrowful.
There's so much in the library.
Yuan An saw her sad face when he was thinking about it, and he looked like it was really like this.
Ordinary people, what kind of poems can they write, she is afraid that it is because she may never see such a noble county lord in her life, so she wants to stay and take a second look.
Xu Shu thought about it and decided to write Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking".
When she first read this poem, she felt sad and depressed.
She unfolded the paper and presented it word by word.
Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy and be in a hurry late? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances. *
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Writing on paper, Xu Shu felt as if he could better understand this state of mind.
Caught in this mood of friendship with the ancestors, Xu Shu could no longer feel the passage of time, and when she raised her head, she was the only one sitting at the table holding the pen, and the others had already left one after another.
There are also a lot of people down there, and it's very noisy.
Most of them said that if she couldn't write it, she wouldn't pretend.
Miss Ya also stood below, looking at her from afar, her eyes full of banter.
Xu Shu handed over the poem he had written to the signer, and Qiqi came to pick her up when she went back.
It's like a parent waiting for a child to finish the college entrance examination.
She asked questions along the way, Xu Shu couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to say that it would be good to wait for the results to be announced tomorrow.
"By the way, Sister Xu, have you ever seen a girl who has a sense of arrogance in her demeanor? The forehead is very high, and it is attached to the plum blossom shareholding. ”
Xu Shu knew that she was talking about the woman sitting opposite Miss Ya today.
"What's the matter, who is she?"
Qiqi blinked his eyes, "She is the person most likely to become my seventh aunt, the daughter of the protector general, Yu Lin'an." ”
Xu Shu: What earth-shattering melon did I eat?
"However, it's not that Ye Chen is..."
Qiqi snorted coldly, "She may be the main concubine, it doesn't mean that the side concubine can't be someone else." ”
Xu Shu nodded unconsciously.
is worthy of being a member of the royal family, and before he got married, this concubine and concubine were arranged clearly.
The beauties of the world are at his disposal, tsk, I am really envious.
Xu Shu imagined that she could also make the handsome guys stand in a row, and then she pointed out the country as if she was dazzled.
It's so blissful.
I don't know when the person standing behind me is not Qiqi.