At night.

Chen Ji received a message from the little lady.

"Childe, the prince has come to Yongkang City with the Imperial Forest Army and the Xuanjia Army, and they are stationed not far from Hongye Mountain."

"After the prince came, he immediately arrested a lot of people in the rivers and lakes."

"I heard that the crown prince came with a secret edict from the saint to kill the real dragon in the deep pool behind the Red Leaf Mountain, alas, in the words of my mother, the emperor is really a stupid thing."

"Childe, this sentence was written quietly by Shumin, it came from my hand, it got into your ears, don't show it to others, otherwise Shumin's family will suffer."

Chen Ji couldn't cry or laugh.

If you scold the emperor for being a stupid thing, it is estimated that Xia Shumin's family of three scolded him in private, and outsiders will definitely not know, and even the maid will not tell him.

But Xia Shumin wrote it to him.

"Are you home?"

Chen Ji sent her a message.

"The little girl is at home, and the son is going down to earth?"

"Yes."

"Childe, please wait a moment!!"

“？”

Could it be that the little lady has just taken a shower?

Chen Ji crossed very simply this time, and after getting her permission, he immediately chose to cross.

As usual, he came to a white light, and saw the picture scroll again, which seemed to be a map of the world, but Chen Ji didn't have time to verify it.

When he saw the surrounding scenery clearly, the first thing he saw was Xia Shumin, who was sitting in the study, wearing a bright moon white slanted collar skirt.

Her dress matches her temperament very well, there are two buttons at the neckline, which tightly covers her slender neck and below, her sideburns are fixed into a very elegant style with tassels, and the white skirt is also very elegant, which looks particularly ladylike.

“…… Son. ”

Seeing Chen Ji coming, Xia Shumin covered half of his delicate little face with a fan, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were slightly shy, and he lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at him.

This look is four or five points similar to Lin Daiyu in the TV series!

"I didn't know Shumin and Daiyu were so similar."

Chen Ji said with a smile.

Xu was teased a lot last time, Xia Shumin didn't feel much ashamed, but asked curiously: "Childe has been to the Taixuan Realm and has been a guest of the hated sky, and has you seen the Zhuzhu Fairy?" ”

Chen Ji didn't know much about the details of Dream of Red Mansions, and when she heard her say that the Zhuzhu Fairy was still flustered, she realized that it was Lin Daiyu.

How did he answer that?

"You'll understand later."

Chen Ji sold a pass and sat down opposite her.

Later, she went to the earth to show her the Dream of Red Mansions TV series, in this world, the mobile phone is only useful in his hand, it seems to be because of the fairy power.

Xia Shumin didn't ask, put down the fan and wanted to stand up and pour him tea.

The maid is not there, so she can only do it.

"I'll do it."

Chen Ji poured his own tea, took a sip, and looked at her again.

The neatly dressed little lady in front of her was still very shy, and her little face was twisted to the side, and she covered it with a fan.

A solitary tryst with a young man in the study, this alone made the little lady shy.

Chen Ji chuckled, "Last time you said you wanted to make up Li Qingzhao's poem by yourself, have you finished making it up?" ”

She must be very fond of poetry.

Li Qingzhao's half of the remnants made her so happy that she had to try to make up for it herself, and then compare it with the original words.

Xia Shumin's face flushed, his slender hand put down the fan again, stood up and picked up a notebook on the bookcase, and handed it over:

"The little woman is clumsy, please take a look."

When Chen Ji took it, his eyes met her, and he saw the shyness and expectation in her bright autumn eyes.

Xia Shumin turned his head and pushed the calligraphy to him, "Childe, please look at the words, not at the little girl." ”

"Oooh!"

Her voice was a little coquettish, which made Chen Ji's heart melt, and she looked down at the poems to cover up.

Half a day.

"Childe, how is it?"

Xia Shumin is looking forward to it.

"How can I say it......"

Chen Ji took her notebook, looked up at her and said with a smile: "Maybe I have a preconceived idea, so I think your words are not as good as Li Qingzhao." ”

"How much worse?"

Xia Shumin was a little discouraged, she showed the maid and her mother after she finished writing, they all said that it was very good, and she herself was quite satisfied, better than a dog-tailed mink.

"It's a good word or two, but compared with the original word, Shumin, your words are not vivid enough."

"I want to hear the original words of Yi'an Jushi~!"

Xia Shumin's eyes sparkled.

It's finally time for this moment.

When she heard "go away with shame", she immediately knew that this was a good song, a rare good word!

That's why she couldn't help it, and after meditating for a few days, she discussed and appreciated this poem with Chen Ji after he went down to earth again.

"Then I read it?" Chen Ji said with a smile.

"Uh-huh! Childe read it. ”

Xia Shumin moved his chair and was across a desk from Chen Ji, his ruddy little face full of expectations.

The candlelight reflected on her face, and the soft and graceful lady had not yet grown up, and was still just a little lady.

Chen Ji took a sip of tea and moistened his throat, looked at her delicate face, and read:

"Kick off the swing and get up and straighten your hands. Lunon flowers are thin, thin sweat and light clothes.

Seeing the guests coming in, the socks slipped and walked away. Leaning on the door and looking back, he sniffed the green plums. ”

Chen Ji has a mellow voice and clear articulation, and read the whole song "Dotting Lips" to her.

Xia Shumin was stunned.

It was only after a while that she began to repeat the poem.

Swing slender hands, dew thick flowers thin, light clothes, golden hairpins, leaning on the door to look back but sniffing the green plums.

The rhythm is beautiful, and the tone is abrupt.

Reading it out of her small mouth, it has a different charm.

Chen Ji could see from Xia Shumin's muttering and sparkling eyes at the moment that she liked this poem very much, chewing in her mouth, and constantly imagining the surprise and shyness of the girl when she first saw her lover depicted in the words.

And then.

"Light sweat and light clothes."

Xia Shumin's face was so red that it was even redder than the apples hanging on the apple tree, and he was already so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

There is nothing in such a dark and sultry script, many boudoir poems have similar descriptions, and there are more daring and embarrassing ones.

But at this moment, it is Childe who is talking about poetry with him.

It seems that she herself is also "lightly dressed" and is revealed in the eyes of her son.

"How, how?"

Chen Ji's throat was a little dry.

The shy ancient girl in front of me really makes people feel satisfied at a glance, and they feel comfortable when they look at it a few more times, if they can keep looking at it......

Then she must be too ashamed to hold her head up.

"Yi, Yi'an's words are very good," Xia Shumin said: "The socks are golden hairpins, full of girlish innocence and liveliness, which is beyond Shumin's reach." ”

"Presumably, Yi'an Jushi is a bold and enthusiastic poetess with a woman's soft and delicate emotions~"

Xia Shumin said again, full of curiosity about this female talent, and looked at Chen Ji: "Maybe it's still a chivalrous woman?" ”

Chivalrous?

Chen Ji laughed, "I'll read you another poem of hers, listen well: Chang Ji Xiting sunset, drunk and don't know the way back......"

Xia Shumin looked at him with a wink.

After listening, she giggled and repeated in her mouth: "Fight, fight...... Sister Qingzhao is really a chivalrous woman, she is not lightly drunk, hehehe~"

Before she had finished laughing, the little lady pushed away her chair and stood up, stretching out her little white hand to study the ink, intending to write down the poem.

The first time Chen Ji saw someone studying ink, he thought it was very interesting, so he went to help her study.

Xia Shumin's cheeks were slightly red, and after thanking him, he lifted the brush and put down the two words on the notebook, and wrote these two words briskly and elegantly.

After writing, he puffed out his little face and blew the ink of the copybook, and smiled and enjoyed it with Chen Ji, dismantling the charm and usage of each word, and preparing to hang the copybook in the study.

Chen Ji looked at her with a smile on his face.

Speaking of which, he was meeting Xia Shumin on a blind date, right?

He, the blind date in the ancient martial arts world, can touch the emotions conveyed in the poems, so that she is very reserved, which shows that she is a girl with rich feelings and delicate thoughts, and a female talent.

If the little lady knew that the lyricist who wrote these two poems later encountered a war, the country was torn apart, and she wrote the famous poem "Slow Voice" after fleeing south, how would she experience it?

Chen Ji still remembered that Xia Shumin, who was smiling and smiling for Li Qingzhao's poems in front of him, valued the Han and Tang dynasties the most, and hated the northern barbarians the most.

It's not surprising that she likes poetry and songs, and naturally hates those barbarians.