Qin Shaoyu was worried that Song Beibei was not in good health and would be troubled by heat stroke, so he took the two brushes in his hands and said to Song Beibei: "Beibei, you can rest in the shade next to you, I'll brush it." ”

Song Beibei didn't agree, and stretched out his hand to him: "You better give me a brush, let's brush faster." Besides, if he found out that I didn't work, he would be even more angry, and the punishment would be even more severe. ”

Qin Shaoyu thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he gave her a brush, and considering that Song Beibei was short and couldn't reach it, he said, "Okay, then you brush the bottom, and I'll brush the top." ”

"Okay."

Song Beibei squatted, Qin Shaoyu stood, and the two picked up the brush and worked in full swing.

It's not a difficult job, I will definitely be able to finish it today, and I guess when it's done, my husband agreed to let them continue to study.

The voice of Mr. lecturing began to come from the school, and he was telling the story of Zou Mengyu, the former prime minister of the dynasty, today.

Qin Shaoyu had also read the story of Zou Mengyu from many classics, and chatted with her while painting the wall at this time: "Beibei, have you heard of Zou Mengyu and Liu Yuanyuan?" ”

Song Beibei thought for a while and said, "I seem to have heard it, but I can't remember it, what's wrong with the two of them?" ”

"Liu Yuanyuan is the daughter of a rich family, throwing hydrangea to choose a son-in-law, and choosing the poor scholar Zou Mengyao. Later, despite the opposition of his father and mother, he went to live a poor life with Zou Mengyao, lived in a cave, and couldn't afford to eat. There is a temple near his house, and every time he has a meal, he will strike the bell, and Zou Mengyu will go over to beg for food every time he hears the bell. ”

"The people of the temple saw that he came every time, and they annoyed him, and did not want to give him any more food, so they rang the bell every time they finished eating, Zou Mengyao ran over and could only see the empty rice bowl, and he wrote a poem angrily in the temple: "'The man is not angry, and he is annoyed by the monk after dinner'." ”

Later, Zou Mengyu's friend sponsored him to go to Beijing for the college entrance examination, and he was the top student in high school, and came back to pick up his wife in the cold kiln. When the monks in the temple learned about this, they covered the two lines of poetry he had written with light veils. ”

"After Zou Mengyu knew about it, he deeply felt that the world was hot and cold, and added two sentences at the end of the poem: 'I have never allowed the dust to be dark, and now I have a green sarong'."

Song Beibei listened to Qin Shaoyu's story with relish while painting.

Qin Shaoyu paused and said with emotion: "Liu Yuanyuan never thinks that her husband is poor, and Zou Mengyu never abandons his wife who is bad, so the relationship between them is really enviable." ”

When Song Beibei heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

Qin Shaoyu is really simple, this kind of story of scholar YY is not the same as the cool essay on the theme of son-in-law written by her second brother.

At first, the male protagonist's family was poor, and he suffered all kinds of blows, his father-in-law disliked him, and his relatives and friends fell into the ground, but Bai Fumei never gave up on him. Later, the time for three years has come, and a row of secret guards came to pick up the male protagonist, and the male protagonist revealed his identity, which was actually the Dragon King God of War!

Then the dragon king god of war walked up and slapped the faces of those who had looked down on him before, and opened the harem.

If you look at it, it's really good-looking, and she likes to watch it too.

But it's not good to take the contents of this kind of book seriously.

There are so many poor scholars in the world, how many can really be the champions? How many can really meet Bai Fumei, who never leaves?

Qin Shaoyu saw that Song Beibei only pursed his lips and smiled, but did not reply to his words, and asked curiously: "Beibei, if the person you love is a poor scholar, will you ignore your father's opposition and give up all your glory and wealth to go with him?" ”

Song Beibei said without thinking: "Of course I don't want to!" ”

Qin Shaoyu was a little lost in an instant, and his voice was much lower: "No...... Don't want to? ”

Does this need to be asked?

She was reincarnated as the daughter of the richest man, which is a blessing that she has cultivated for several lifetimes, and her life is so short, she can't enjoy it, and she has a hole in her brain to live a hard life.

But she couldn't bear to tell her good friend to know that she was such a philistine and realistic girl, so she changed her reason and said: "Because my father and mother have raised me for so many years, if I ignore their wishes and come at will, it will hurt their hearts." ”

Qin Shaoyu's mentality calmed down a lot all of a sudden.

Beibei is really not a person who hates the poor and loves the rich, she is just too filial and can't bear to disobey her father.

Qin Shaoyu asked tentatively again: "Beibei, what ...... Do you like people who are good at reading? ”

Song Beibei nodded: "I like it." ”

Who doesn't like a scholar, just like Qin Shaoyu, because he reads a lot of books, he is more sensible than other teenagers.

Compare Gao Keng's children, they are still idle every day at this age, but Shaoyu is very thoughtful, very pursuing, and hard-working.

Qin Shaoyu was satisfied, didn't ask anymore, took the brush and dipped some paint, and stood on tiptoe to brush the place on it.

Song Beibei was amused to open the chatterbox, and said to himself: "But if you want me to choose a husband, I will not choose a weak scholar, I like men with strong martial arts, knights who walk the rivers and lakes, and heroes who lead soldiers to fight and defend the country." ”

Qin Shaoyu's painting action paused slightly, and only continued for a while.

He was dissatisfied: "What good are these people, they fight and kill every day." ”

Song Beibei retorted: "Scholars are not easy to pinch, there is an old saying that every time you slaughter dogs, you are mostly a scholar." Do you know what that means? ”

Qin Shaoyu had also heard this sentence, but he was not convinced: "But the love stories in the book are all done by scholars." ”

Song Beibei smiled: "That's because they wrote those stories, of course they beautify themselves." There are many knights who walk the rivers and lakes and don't even know a few big characters, so naturally they won't write books for themselves. If you want me to say that most of the literati and writers are romantic, there are groups of wives and concubines, and there are too many negative people. ”

Qin Shaoyu stopped gnawing.

After being quiet for a while, Song Beibei realized that he had spoken too much.

Qin Shaoyu is a 100% pure scholar, when she says this, isn't this just crazy about him, isn't it equivalent to directly reporting Qin Shaoyu's ID number?

She hurriedly explained: "Shaoyu, I didn't say you, you definitely won't be a negative man." Fang is not right for me, and there are many dedicated people among the scholars, and not everyone is a negative person. ”

was comforted by her, Qin Shaoyu was in a slightly better mood, but he was still unconvinced by Song Beibei's statement that scholars were not as good as chivalrous.

He squatted down, looked at Song Beibei, and said seriously: "Even if I don't know martial arts, I can go to the battlefield, and I can also defend my family and the country, because the key to fighting a war is to understand the art of war and know how to set up a formation to break the game." When it comes to fighting, those knights with strong martial arts are not necessarily better than me. ”

"Really?" Song Beibei saw that he was so serious, and suddenly wanted to tease him, "Then let's compete and see if you can beat me." ”

Qin Shaoyu was stunned for a moment: "I...... Fight with you? Right now? ”