The official opened the cell door, beckoned inside, and said, "Come out!" ”

Half a tooth smiled, stood up and was about to go out, when the official suddenly said, "It's not you!" ”

Xu Wenshan walked out of the prison door, turned around and said hello to Bankouya, revealing a bright smile. In the stunned eyes of all the hunters, Xu Wenshan walked out of the cell in a dignified manner.

The person next to the official was wearing a set of hoods and a scarf around his face, and he couldn't see who it was until he walked out of the county office, and he ripped off the hood, revealing a green hair, which turned out to be Xu Jing.

Or rather, it was Xu Jing.

Lu Ze and Zhu'er were waiting outside the county office, and they were very excited when they saw Xu Wenshan coming out.

Xu Jing took off his hood and scarf, fanned his neck with the palm of his hand, and whispered, "It's hot." ”

Xu Wenshan stared at Xu Jing directly, now is the time when the weather is hot, Xu Jing's face is a little red from the heat, and she is quite good-looking, this is the first time Xu Wenshan has seen her show her little daughter's posture, she has behaved heroically before, like a man.

Xu Jing saw Xu Wenshan staring at him, he was busy straightening his posture, recovering his low tone, and said, "I was polite to you yesterday, but I didn't expect to cause trouble today." ”

Xu Wenshan smiled: "I'm a foreigner, I came here and was bullied, where can I go to reason?" I only know you, of course, I can only look for you. ”

Xu Jing pulled Xu Wenshan into a corner, grabbed him and whispered in his ear: "I am a daughter's body, you are not allowed to tell anyone, if anyone else knows, I ...... I won't let you go. ”

Xu Wenshan smiled bitterly, although this eldest sister does look a little masculine, but if you look closely, you can still see a slight difference. He didn't believe that for so long, no one found out that she was a daughter.

After speaking, Xu Jing let out a sigh of relief with a red face, and said: "I have done my best to fish you out, your ox cart and leather goods, the county official said that he would not let go of anything, saying that it had been put into the public treasury." ”

Xu Wenshan's expression turned cold, and he said, "Is this county official a dirty official?" ”

Xu Jing was stunned and said, "I don't know this, he has been a county official for so many years, and there are no unjust cases." Why do you ask this? ”

Xu Wenshan's expression returned to normal, and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if the leather goods are detained, they can't be sold anyway." ”

Xu Jing is the son of an official eunuch, and he doesn't pay much attention to money and goods, so he doesn't pursue it too much, and says, "Are you coming to the book sale in the afternoon?" You'd better not come. When I was meditating on the poem to be presented in the afternoon, you brought me here, and now my mind is in a mess, and I am going to make a fool of myself in the afternoon! ”

Xu Wenshan smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll lend you a poem, you can use it." ”

Xu Jing's eyes widened and said, "You can also write poems?" ”

Xu Wenshan said: "Why can't I write poetry? ”

Xu Jing thought about it, although the strange poem he heard that day was not written by him, he really didn't say that he couldn't compose poetry.

But she didn't have much hope for his poems.

Xu Jingdao: "Then you can make a poem to listen to - let's say okay first, I didn't answer to use your poem, I just listen to it first, if it's really good, it can reflect my level, I will borrow it." ”

Xu Wenshan smiled and asked, "Do you have any topics this time?" ”

Xu Jingdao: "Yes, this time the topic is 'spring'. ”

Xu Wenshan was silent for a while, and said, "It's done." ”

"So fast?" Xu Jing was a little surprised.

Xu Wenshan didn't say that he had already obtained countless poems related to spring.

After all, it's copying.

"Let's not mention this first, what is Chen Guojing's name?" Xu Wenshan asked.

"It's called Wanqiu. What's wrong? Q: What does this do? Xu Jing asked.

"One more question, have you ever been to the capital?"

"I've been there, or I just went there last month."

Xu Wenshan smiled and said, "Okay, I've already tailored a poem for you." ”

After that, Xu Wenshan straightened up and began to read aloud:

"The taste of the world is as thin as a veil for many years, who makes the horseback rider Jinghua.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys.

The dwarf paper is oblique and idle, and the fine milk plays tea in the sunny window.

Plain clothes don't sigh in the dust, and they can go home as if they were Qingming. ”

Finally, Xu Wenshan said: "This poem is called "Wanqiu Spring Rain and Early Ji". ”

After reading it, Xu Jing smacked it carefully and couldn't help but be deeply attracted.

The theme of this poem is spring, and it is indeed writing about spring on the surface, and writing spring is fresh and eternal, and the spring rain and spring flowers are written meticulously and appropriately, but in fact, the deep layer is not writing about spring.

Rather, it's writing about boredom.

At the beginning, he said that the taste of the world was "thin", revealing a strong sense of misanthropy, and wrote "who ordered to ride a horse", as if he was helpless to stay in the capital.

Then I wrote and listened to the rain all night, wrote a book for a day, and played tea foam for a long time...... In short, it's boring.

But this boredom is written by him with great elegance.

Especially the second sentence, "Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley." "It's stunningly beautiful.

The spring mood is very strong, as thick as the buds of apricot blossoms.

The interest is very light, as light as the silk of spring rain.

After reading this poem, what is most impressive is not the spring scene, but the idler who was a guest in the capital, he was chic and elegant, but lazy and sad. Spring is good, but he wants to be alienated, so alienated that he seems to be out of the capital, away from the whole spring.

How did this skin-seller come up with such verses in his head?

"How's it going? Can it get into your eyes? Xu Wenshan said with a smile, interrupting Xu Jing's thinking.

"Well...... This poem is well written, but the mood is not very good, and our teachers may not like it, so it is better to write about it on that occasion...... Anyway, I took this poem first, and if I really couldn't think of it, I used this one. Well...... That's it. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Xu Jing's face seems to be a little red.

Xu Wenshan said: "Then this poem should be regarded as a thank you gift this time." ”

Xu Jing kept staring at Xu Wenshan, and when he heard this, his mouth opened, and after a while, he came back to his senses and protested: "Such a big deal, how can you just forget it?" …… Well, but you're poor, there's nothing to scrape, so remember it, and I'll come back to you when you're rich. ”

After that, Xu Jing got on the horse, turned around and asked, "When have you ever been to the capital?" ”

Xu Wenshan was stunned for a moment and said, "Guess." ”

Xu Jingdao: "I don't guess. And he slapped his horse and left.

Xu Wenshan shook his head, he just felt that this girl seemed to be ...... by him Got a fan?

To be exact, it was a fan of the land travel circle.

"Sure enough, only a man who is more manly than a man can conquer this woman who is a bit like a man," Xu Wenshan said to himself, "Sure enough, it is an ancient man." ”