Chapter 133: Fu Pick Wen Jun

According to historical records, the Zhuo family is a Zhao person.

After Qin destroyed Zhao, they were moved into Shu by the Ju clan.

The Zhuo clansmen, with their keen sense of commerce and superb smelting skills, chose the distant Wenshan as their new residence.

In the following decades, they dug mountains and smelted iron in Linqiong, worked hard, accumulated money, and finally became a huge wealth.

Today, there are thousands of servants in the Zhuo family, and their economic strength is not comparable to that of ordinary Han princes.

The law is cheap businessmen, and businessmen are rich.

The head of the contemporary Zhuo family is named Zhuo Wangsun, this person is not famous, but his daughter is very famous, and she is the famous Zhuo Wenjun.

Zhuo Wenjun's appearance may not be the top, but her talent is definitely first-class, and she can be called the number one talented woman in the big man.

Liu Rong judged from the word "Zhuo's" in the store signboard and the girl's age and appearance that this girl's eight achievements were Zhuo Wenjun.

Liu Rong's mood was a little excited.

He never imagined that he would meet Zhuo Wenjun in Chang'an.

But think about it, Chang'an is the best place in the world.

As the richest man in Shu County, Zhuo has a business in Chang'an, which is a very reasonable thing.

Right?

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Zhuo Wenjun in history was widowed at the age of seventeen.

Liu Rong doesn't know whether the current Zhuo Wenjun is still unmarried or widowed.

With a hint of anticipation, Liu Rong and Wei Qing walked into the store.

It is an ironware shop with a variety of iron farming tools, weapons, and equipment.

It is consistent with the iron-smelting business run by the Zhuo family for generations, which further proves the identity of the girl.

At this moment, the girl was sitting in the corner of the room, checking the account books, and from time to time she was brushing the broken hair on her forehead.

She doesn't have that kind of shocking beauty, but she is very attractive, as if she has an indescribable romance.

There is poetry and writing in the belly.

Liu Rong walked slowly to at least the woman.

The girl raised her head and looked at Liu Rong with her chic Danfeng eyes.

"Uncle Ma, come to the guest, say hello."

With that, the girl continued to look down at the account books.

A middle-aged man walked over, greeted Liu Rong with a smile, and asked Liu Rong what he wanted to buy.

Liu Rong said: "Just take a look." ”

He pointed to the girl in front of him and asked, "Is this beautiful girl also from the store?" ”

Hearing this, the man known as Uncle Ma smiled and said, "This is our young owner." ”

Subsequently, he began to sell:

"Our Zhuo's Iron Shop is from Shu County, this store has just opened, and all kinds of goods are sold at discounts. Good quality and high quality, you are here today, I will take you around. ”

After listening to Uncle Ma's introduction, Liu Rong was even more convinced that the girl in front of him was Zhuo Wenjun.

He smiled and nodded, shook his hair handsomely, and said, "Since the young owner is here, let her take us around, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

When Uncle Ma heard this, his face was a little ugly.

He also came from the young man, how could he not know Liu Rong's thoughts.

Liu Rong didn't wait for Uncle Ma to speak, and said pretending to be chic: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, it's just that this girl looks like an old friend of mine." ”

It's an old routine for pickling girls.

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The girl raised her head and looked at Liu Rong with a smile.

She shook her head slightly, wanting to reject the man in front of her.

Although Liu Rong is very handsome, she Zhuo Wenjun is not a casual woman.

What she didn't expect was that Liu Rong actually started to recite poetry.

"Soaring like a frightening flood, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. ”

"The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the wind."

"Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow; Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. ”

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"The fragrance of the faint orchid is stumbling in the corner of the mountain."

Listening to Liu Rong's recitation, the girl's expression changed from relaxed, to serious, then to shock, and finally to admiration.

The words she had wanted to refuse were swallowed back into her stomach.

When he looked at Liu Rong, his face was already full of admiration.

In this world, there are many handsome men and talented men, but there are really not many men who are both handsome and talented.

This is really amazing.

Zhuo Wenjun also has some beauty and talent, but compared with Liu Rong, he only feels dwarfed, like fireflies to Haoyue.

She already has a little inferiority complex in her heart, "she is happy and good, but I am afraid that she will not be appropriate", and she feels that she is not worthy of Liu Rong.

Thinking of his fiancΓ© in his hometown, Zhuo Wenjun's mood was even more lost.

Last year, her father, Zhuo Wangsun, made a marriage contract for her.

The two parties are also a good match, and the man is the son of Cheng Zheng, a giant businessman in Linqiong.

But Zhuo Wenjun has always disagreed with this family business, in his opinion, Cheng Zheng's son is nothing but money.

So she had a big fight with her father and ran away to Chang'an alone.

There was also today's encounter with Liu Rong.

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Liu Rong looked at Zhuo Wenjun's expression and was very proud in his heart.

No matter how talented she is, she is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Liu Rong is an old scumbag in love, and it is not easy to pinch her.

He knew that Zhuo Wenjun was a famous talented woman, and if he wanted to attract her, he had to start in the field she was interested in.

So, he recited Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu".

He was also particular about choosing this work.

First of all, the mainstream literature of the Han Dynasty is fu, and other themes have either not yet been produced or have just sprouted, which is not enough to reflect talent.

Secondly, Zhuo Wenjun himself is a resignation to everyone, and she definitely can't look down on ordinary works. Cao Zhi claims to be the exclusive of eight buckets, and the strong vassal of talent is questioned, and it is right to choose his works.

Finally, this song "Luo Shen Fu itself contains the love between men and women, and it is perfect to tease Wen Jun.

Sure enough, after Zhuo Wenjun listened to this poem, his eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked at Liu Rong stupidly, recalling the words she had just heard in her mind.

The more you think about it, the more flavorful it becomes.

Zhuo Wenjun asked, "I don't know what the name of this song is?" But what did Childe do? ”

"Of course." Liu Rongtian said shamelessly: "This poem is called Luo Shen Fu, which was made when I passed by Luoshui in the past, and recorded a ridiculous dream at that time. ”

"When I saw Miss today, I only felt that it was the same as what I saw in my dreams, so I couldn't help but chant it, please correct Miss Miss."

When Zhuo Wenjun heard this, he shook his head and said, "Son, this endowment can be called perfect, and it can't be easy to say a word." ”

Liu Rong was very proud when he heard it, as if this poem was really written by him.

In his previous life, when he had nothing to do, he liked to memorize some classic literary works, and he used them all in this life.

Sure enough, there is no sweat in vain in life.

Zhuo Wenjun stood up and saluted Liu Rongyingying:

"The slave family is rude, please don't blame the son, please come with me, I will personally take you around the shop."

Liu Rong nodded with satisfaction, "Okay." ”