"If a man is not born as good as Pan An, he will never be talented; If a woman can't look like Shih Tzu, she must be stupid! ”

"Those evil thieves, flower thieves, mountain bandits and river thieves must also be born fierce and evil, but if there is a good appearance among these thieves, it must be Bing Qing Yujie and will never do bad things, even if they do, they will be wronged and misunderstood!"

Wei Qingqing's sarcasm with a gun and a stick caused the men on the other side of the screen to burst into laughter, and also made the son who supported Wei Xiangxiang blush-faced and didn't dare to say more.

The one who had the good deeds immediately learned his previous righteous and awe-inspiring posture, and now he learned and said: "This girl has sharp teeth, a sharp mouth, and is as intelligent as a mountain elf. ”

These words immediately caused a burst of laughter, and the girl also covered her mouth with a handkerchief and snickered.

Obviously, after Wei Qingqing broke it, everyone came back to their senses, and it was difficult for most people to agree with the words that strongly supported Wei Xiangxiang - just the men and women on both sides of the screen at the moment, there are only a few handsome men and women, and most of the men and women are ordinary people with ordinary appearance.

Wei Qingqing took advantage of this gap to flip through the book of poems known as Wei Xiangxiang, and roughly swept the verses in it, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear." Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

"Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk threads hang down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. ”

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is a ......, far up the cold mountain stone path slope, there are people in the depths of the white clouds......"

The more Wei Qingqing looked at the poems in the poetry collection, the more familiar she felt, and some even she only read the first sentence, and she could recite the following verses smoothly with her eyes closed!

Why is this happening?

The more she looked down, the more frightened she became, there were familiar verses in each poem, some of which she was extremely familiar with the whole poem, and some of which made the first two sentences feel familiar to her, and she followed the verses desperately to recall, and kept recalling...... Her head was starting to ache again!

The more Wei Qingqing tried to recall the verses in the poetry collection, the more his head hurt terribly!

Her eyebrows were tightly locked, her hands were tightly holding her head, and the picture of the man in black teaching her medical skills flashed in her mind in severe pain, and the picture of her and the man in black crossing her neck, up and down, and the previous "Plum Burial Picture" appeared again, and even Zhao Lingxi's figure appeared in her mind!

She had a splitting headache, and there seemed to be two different forces wrestling and pulling in her mind, which made her finally faint in pain!

Wei Qingqing fell to the ground suddenly, and the people around him who were talking about it stopped talking instantly, and only quietly looked at Wei Qingqing.

Only Shen Wenjun seemed to be straightforward and muttered: "Wei Qingqing doesn't faint in the morning or in the evening, but she fainted when she copied Sister Xiangxiang's poems when the matter was almost decided, what a coincidence!" The implication of the words is that Wei Qingqing wants to pretend to faint and fool the past.

Princess Huaisi knew that Wei Qingqing had an old illness and would attack at any time, so she immediately stepped forward to defend Wei Qingqing, "Sister Wei has an old illness, and she often feels a splitting headache, and she will faint when the pain is severe!" ”

Princess Huaisi was afraid that everyone would not believe her, so she added: "She fainted once when she was treating me earlier, and my mother was also present that time, if you don't believe it, just ask someone to investigate!" ”

"Sister Waisi, we believe in you! I also believe that Sister Qingqing will not take away my poems for no reason, there must be some misunderstanding in this," Wei Xiangxiang pretended to make a gesture of believing in Wei Qingqing, and greeted the maids to serve Wei Qingqing "intimately", "It's cold and windy here, you first unfold the cloak and hang it in front of Sister Qingqing to block the wind, and then find a powerful mother-in-law to carry her to the side room to recuperate." ”

"Or are you thoughtful!" Princess Huaisi immediately complied, and soon sent Wei Qingqing to the wing where the earth dragon was burned.

Wei Qingqing woke up once on the road, but she still had a terrible headache, and when she arrived at the side room, she fell asleep groggily as soon as she got on the bed, and then dreamed in a daze......

In the dream, the man in black was still beside her.

She stood in front of her desk with a pen in hand, and he sat in the rocking chair opposite her with a blue book, swaying up and down comfortably and leisurely, while occasionally taking the time to look at her.

She didn't have time to talk to him, racking her brains for a while, writing a few words with a happy face, and then starting to rack her brains to recall after writing, so repeatedly and tirelessly writing non-stop.

After writing for a while, she threw the pen away with some unhappiness and complained: "No silence, no silence, I can't remember many verses!" ”

Seeing that she was unhappy, he finally put down the book in his hand and walked to her, and read with a few pieces of paper that he had written: "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear." Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

He finished the whole poem in a low tone, and praised it without hesitation: "Isn't this very well written?" Why did you suddenly get deflated? ”

"This one is very good, but this one is not good," Wei Qingqing pointed to the next poem and said sullenly: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently...... I only remember the first two lines of this poem, and I can't remember the last two lines even if I rack my brains! ”

"And this one, I only remember the two sentences 'far up the cold mountain stone path slope, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds'," Wei Qingqing said and stuffed the pen into the hand of the man in black, and said coquettishly: "Why don't you complete all the poems that are a few sentences missing for me, okay?" ”

The man in black shook his head and smiled, his tone was full of doting, "You have only been silent for ten songs, and seven of them are either missing the last sentence or the next sentence, do you have the intention to be silent?" ”

The slender fingers of the man in black fell on the paper, knocked on the table and pointed out several empty places for Wei Qingqing to see, "Didn't I teach you these two songs and that one last evening?" It's only been less than a day and you've forgotten? ”

She tugged at his sleeve and played, "These ancient poems are too hard to remember!" I remember that these things have always been inferior to you, so you can help me! ”

The man in black smiled: "But you said that you wanted Mogu poetry, I didn't force you." ”

She looked frustrated, "But I really tried my best!" ”

"I really can't help you," the man in black touched her head, patiently filling in the incomplete poems for her, "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. ”

"Far up the cold mountain stone path slopes, deep in the white clouds there are people. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February. ”

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