"Tsk, little ghost, you're here early!" Su Baiqiu had a good night's sleep last night, and after washing and dressing up today, he opened the door and greedily breathed in the fresh air, and when he was refreshed, he saw Ning Wei sitting at the stone table under the plane tree.

The paper, ink, pen and inkstone books are well prepared, and the intention is quite obvious. Regarding Su Baiqiu's jokes, Ning Wei didn't respond. However, after looking at Su Baiqiu with a faint expression, he stretched his waist twice, and then lowered his head and opened the book: "Qingqian said, you are going to worship Mrs. today." ”

This remark made Su Baiqiu, who pressed his legs, stunned, broken! I forgot to say hello to the little ghost in advance, didn't he come for nothing today?

"Hehe, that ......" Su Baiqiu smiled dryly and wanted to organize the language to explain sincerely, after all, it was really embarrassing to miss the appointment on the first day of being a master!

Who knew that before the words came out, Ning Wei said first: "I'll come back tomorrow." The voice was obviously still unwavering, but Su Baiqiu inexplicably heard a trace of loss.

My heart palpitated, and I was very guilty and blurted out a sentence: "No, you can go with me too!" The lectures on the road are also very interesting. ”

Ning Wei looked up suddenly, and was surprised.

When Su Baiqiu saw this appearance, he couldn't help but smile secretly: "After all, it's still a child, so easy to be happy." ”

Along the way, Su Baiqiu and Ning Wei talked about some of the general outlines of "Poems". Said Zi said: Three hundred poems, in a word, when thinking innocently, Ning Wei tilted his head and thought for a long time. I don't know if I have any doubts, but I never asked Su Baiqiu to solve my doubts.

Considering Ning Wei's foundation, he may not be able to recognize all the words, so Su Baiqiu wants to start with "Thousand Character Text". But she was surprised to find that Ning Wei not only knew all the words in the book, but also memorized all the basic books such as "Thousand Character Text" backwards!

So it was changed to one of the five classics that was slightly more esoteric, and Ning Wei was a one-point pass. Su Baiqiu sighed at this: If this little ghost is a child of a rich and noble family, he will definitely be named on the gold list and crowned Yanyang in a few years!

In comparison, the shallow side that has slept twice is a 'rotten wood cannot be carved'!

Talking about the world and appreciating poetry and essays like this, it was close to noon when I arrived at the Su family's cemetery. After Su Baiqiu knelt down in front of Ming Xinlan's tombstone and performed various salutes, he took away Qing Qian and Ning Wei, and began to nagging and pouring out the words in his heart.

In the end, he solemnly made an oath that he would avenge the mother and daughter, and then he walked out of the tomb like a heart.

"You either paint mountains or water every day, it's really boring!" Qi Huan's toes fell to the ground a little bit, and the corners of his lips were ridiculed.

Shen Ye didn't seem to hear it, and only continued to paint in Danqing.

I don't know how long it took for the painting to finally be completed. Half a trench spring water is a city of flowers, and the smoke and rain are dark! Put down the pen, the latter sentence was not written after all.

"Finished?" Qi Huan was carefully wiping the sword that looked simple and unpretentious, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was definitely not an ordinary sword.

"Looks like you've been at ease lately." Shen Ye walked to the side, and the cold person even said something unattainable about teasing.

The long sword was sheathed, Qi Huan reached out and grabbed a wine jug on the table, and he was going to drink it and then talk to the guy in front of him about the incident of Su Mansion last night. But the 'wine' has been in the intestines, but it feels wrong, tasteless? Take another sip and smack your lips, still tasteless?!

"Shen Ye, are you so poor that you can fill wine with water?" Flicking his sleeves, the wine jug was thrown back on the table, Qi Huan shook his head, and looked at Shen Ye like a miser.