"Bell~"

The breeze is warm and the water is murmuring.

Located in a courtyard in the back house of the Taishou Mansion, Cao Ang was leaning against the pavilion pillar with his eyes closed.

The whole person is full of enjoyment, listening to the beautiful sound in his ears.

I don't know how long it has been.

As the last end note fell, the whole piece was played, and the guqin suddenly stopped.

And Cao Ang slowly opened his eyes.

"Zhao Ji, the tune of your hand is really breathtaking."

"A layman like me, when I open my ears and hear it, I only feel like I am in a fairyland, such superb skills can be said to be no different from heaven and earth!"

Cao Ang was looking at Cai Zhaoji.

Since settling down in Puyang County, Cao Ang has come to Cai Yan every few days to listen to her play a few tunes.

Cultivate his artistic sentiments and cultivate his musical cells.

By the way, I will enhance my relationship with Cai Yan.

After all, this matter was agreed upon by the two of them at the beginning, and if they didn't come over to listen to it a few more times while the agreement was in effect, wouldn't it be a loss?

And Cai Yan couldn't help but smile after hearing Cao Ang's unsparing words, but the smile looked very shallow, quite indifferent.

"Zi Yu is too famous, but it's just a little superficial skill, where do you dare to call it the realm of heaven and man."

Seeing Cai Yan's calm appearance, Cao Ang suddenly felt a little headache.

This girl really doesn't get in a little oil and salt!

Although he took the opportunity to listen to her play the guqin, he narrowed the distance between the two a lot, and at the same time deepened the relationship.

But the older the move, the more ineffective it becomes.

It's this point.

Cao Ang felt that he couldn't move forward.

Continuing to listen to music and calm down the mood, there is no longer much effect in contact with Cai Yan.

After all, listening to music must be sitting on the sidelines, so what other actions can he have?

It is not enough to shorten the last bit of distance, nor is it enough to produce any qualitative leap with such a rudimentary activity.

Moreover, a woman like Cai Yan who is in a relatively peaceful mood and is difficult to have violent mood fluctuations due to external things is even more difficult to deal with.

Cao Ang praised Cai Zhaoji at the beginning, when she played the piano like a celestial, Cai Yan would laugh when she heard it, and now she is a little semi-immune.

So I had to think of a new trick.

……

Cai Yan is not a piano playing machine after all, so it is impossible to sit here for an afternoon and just care about playing the piano.

So after a song was played.

Cao Ang and Cai Yan sat opposite each other in the pavilion, enjoying the scenery on the horizon while laughing and chatting.

"Miss Zhaoji, when you chose a place to live, how did you think of choosing a separate courtyard in this back house, instead of entering the courtyard two in front of you?"

"Although this place is quiet, it is too deep, and it is too inconvenient to walk around with other people on weekdays.

The area of Taishou Mansion is much larger than the house where Cao Ang lived when he was in Dingtao County, and the residential area and functional area are very broad.

The distance between each courtyard is not short, so those who live in the first three courtyards, and those who live in the backyard, may need to walk a distance to get back and forth, so Cao Ang asked.

This is also a big disadvantage of the house.

And Cai Yan heard this.

chuckled.

then explained to Cao Ang: "Ziyu should know that I am a quiet person, it is too lively, and there are many people walking around on weekdays, but it is not beautiful." ”

"I am alone, leading a few maids to live here, and during the day I only play the piano and write, or study articles and classics, and organize the books in the house."

"That's enough to kill me for most of my time, so where is the deep loneliness?"

Speaking of which.

Cai Yan pulled a strand of green silk hanging down his cheek to the back slightly, revealing a white and tender little face that had been covered by hair before, as well as delicate ears.

Then he said to Cao Ang.

"Besides, although the mansion is big, it's not that the steps can't be measured, if there is anything important, send someone to inform you, and it won't take long to think about it."

……

Listening to Cai Yan's calm and comfortable words.

Cao Ang nodded predictably, and was about to respond with words.

"Boom!" A bang.

An idea passed through his mind like a lightning strike, like lightning and thunder, and instantly illuminated his thoughts.

Cao Ang thought about it.

He thought about how to promote this relationship, from quantitative change to qualitative change.

After thinking clearly and making up your mind.

Cao Ang immediately asked as if he had no intention: "Speaking of this article classic, there are actually a lot of regrets!" ”

"My father is full of poetry and books, and his articles and poems are even more successful, but I, as his son, am very bad at this, and I am not like my father!"

"Besides, there are thousands of poetry books in the house today, and there are countless subsets of scriptures and histories, and I have not been able to make good use of them, and it is a sad thing to improve my knowledge from these books!"

Cai Yan couldn't help but nodded.

She felt strongly about this.

Cao Ang has such a vast collection of books, and he can't make use of them, so he can only put them on the shelves at home, and he is the only one who collects and reads them.

It's a shame to do that.

And just when she was full of emotion in her heart.

"Smack!"

Cao Ang suddenly slapped his face.

Then he suddenly woke up, as if he had realized something, and there seemed to be a bright light in his eyes, and there were bursts of hope in them.

"Zhao Ji, I heard that Bo Jiao Gong is the master of this world in calligraphy, music and text."

"And under the family history, you must have obtained a few true inheritances of Bo Jiaogong, so it is better for you to teach me to study the classics of articles and study poetry books in the future!"

……

"Huh?"

Zhao Ji, who reacted, couldn't help but let out a slight sound of surprise.

A wave of hesitation and hesitation ensued.

It's just a little rouge-applied pink lip flap, which opens slightly a few times but closes again, as if he wants to say something, but it can't match the many concerns in his heart.

See this.

Cao Ang hurriedly made a move to retreat as advance.

"If it's inconvenient, I've never mentioned it."

"After all, studying poetry and books is such a thing, it is best to have nature, but you can live without it, Zhao Ji must not be worried about this!"

So to speak.

Cai Yan didn't want to refuse.

I had to get up and bow slightly to Cao Ang, and then smiled happily: "Zi Yu is serious, it's just teaching poetry and books, so what's the inconvenience." ”

"What's more, since the beginning of Luoyang, you have helped me a lot, just a little favor, how can I not help?"

Speaking of which.

Cai Yan glanced up at the sky.

Then he walked into the house first, and at the same time the sound drifted to Cao Ang's ears.

"It's still early now, since Ziyu wants to study poetry and books, then you might as well start today, give it a try, can you endure it."

…………

Inside the house, before the window.

Cao Ang and Cai Yan sat at the same table by each other in the light of day.

After all, this is not a teacher teaching multiple students, and there is no need to engage in that kind of big scene and large-scale division.

Besides, Cai Yan thinks that his identity is a teacher, and he is still engaged in one-on-one teaching, so it seems a bit deliberate to forcibly ask for a seat or division of the case.

When Cai Yan sorted out and explained the poems, classics, and books to be used, Cao Ang stared at her quietly with his eyes.

It was the first time he had been so close to Akihime.

The tip of his nose smelled from Zhao Ji's body, lingering around him, the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, Cao Ang only felt a little relaxed.

I don't know if it's to match the temperament of the body, or if the personality naturally likes this style.

Cai Yan is still wearing an emerald green long skirt today, with a satin soft fabric, although the sight is fully covered, but under the tight tie of the waist belt, you can still see the slender and tall figure of her figure.

The lightly drawn eyebrow line, the slightly powdered cheeks, the eyes like autumn water, the pink and full red lips, and the nose full of dignified and delicate eyes.

Together, at this moment, the serious face is full of concentration and seriousness.

And just as Cao Ang's gaze continued to move downward.

admired Cai Yan's slender white neck and small and delicate arches.

Cai Yan's slightly flat voice came from his ears.

"Ziyu, you sit down a little more, and today I will teach you some superficial knowledge."

……

The next half hour.

Cao Ang no longer had the heart to appreciate Cai Yan's prosperous beauty and smell the bamboo fragrance beside him.

Because he really understands what torment is.

Understood what it means to ask for one's own hardship.

The so-called superficial introductory knowledge is for Cai Yan, and it is also what she thinks is superficial.

After all, in Zhao Ji's mind, no matter how much Cao Ang doesn't understand, it is impossible that he will not know the basic knowledge, after all, the Cao family is also a family with a portal, and Cao Cao himself is a master of poetry and articles.

Under the influence of the ears and eyes.

Presumably, Cao Ang is not proficient at most, or he can't compose poetry and writing, but he can't say that he doesn't understand it at all.

And so it goes.

But Cao Ang was miserable.

That's too high, isn't it?

After a set of processes, he was basically stunned, and once he was brought back to his original tormented student career, he didn't understand what he had learned.

It's like studying Chinese language and literature for three years, and suddenly in my senior year, I added a calculus course, what is the difference between this and listening to heavenly books?

……

It's not that Cao Ang is stupid or lazy.

It's a professional mismatch!

He didn't even dare to say that he knew every word on the book, let alone arrange and combine them, trying to make it clear.

Come to think of it.

Cao Ang couldn't help but sigh lightly.

He deliberately proposed to follow Cai Yan to learn poetry and scriptures, the purpose of which was to create an environment closer to each other and to have more intimate activities.

As a result, it's a bit of a wax now.

Of course.

Everything is something that can be learned after a long time.

If Cao Ang can calm down and study hard with Cai Yan for a while, then he can understand a little bit.

But how could he be calm?

After all, the starting point from the beginning was not simple.

……

Half an hour has arrived.

Cai Yan put down the book in his hand.

Then he turned his head to look at Cao Ang, looking at the slightly blank look in his eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Then he sighed lightly and said: "Zixuan, it seems that the effect of studying poetry is not good, and I think it is not good for me to be a teacher, after all, I have never taught students before, how do I know how to teach people." ”

"It's better to stop the previous decision, in the future, I will play the piano for you, teach you poetry, scriptures and other things, then wait for my father to return from Chang'an, let his old man teach you."

When Cao Ang heard this, he was taken aback.

How could it be done!

It was not easy to come up with such a logical plan, and to make things so far.

Even the first free class was attended.

If you just say that, then all the previous efforts have not been in vain?

It's hard to find such a good excuse in the future.

Come to think of it.

Cao Ang hurriedly waved his hand.

There was a resolute look on his face, and he said categorically: "Never! ”

"I will never give up until I succeed in my studies, even if I am a student, how can you, as a teacher, give up one step ahead of me?"

……

Cai Yan was choked by Cao Ang's words.

But in the process of teaching Cao Ang before, what kind of reaction did she, a "student", have, how could she, as a teacher, not see it?

There is a feeling that I am not focused on studying.

And it is indeed incomprehensible.

If you continue to teach, it doesn't seem to have any effect, it's really unnecessary.

Of course, the words can't be said so bluntly.

So after thinking about the statement.

Cai Yan said cautiously: "Studying poetry is not a day's work, you must work hard, Zixuan, you are now the Taishou of Dongjun, and you are entangled in many affairs on weekdays, which is indeed inconvenient." ”

"If you are so intermittent, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to learn and write a poem on your own without going through three or five years."

"Let's talk about it later!"

Cao Ang scratched his chin.

After a moment of thought.

In a solemn tone, he said solemnly: "Don't hide it from Zhao Ji, in fact, after half an hour of study, I have already realized a little. ”

"I don't need three or five years at all, it only takes one month for me to make a poem on my own, and it is by no means a shoddy poem!"

……

Hear that.

Cai Yan was stunned.

Quietly blinked Gu Pansheng's beautiful eyes.

Then I couldn't help but laugh.

It is rare to show a smile like a flower again, and it is dizzying to look at it.

"Since Ziyu insists on insisting, a month later, I will be waiting for your masterpiece!"

"If you can really make a poem with a decent texture, I will not only teach you the scriptures wholeheartedly, but I can also grant you an additional request!"

Cai Yan only felt in his heart that Cao Ang could not do it.

Therefore, it is also quite naughty, and he actually made a bet with Cao Ang.

But after the words came out.

Cai Yan hurriedly added: "This poem must be written by Zi Yu himself, if it is a fake other person's hand, and I am aware of it, then I will immediately move out of the Taishou Mansion, and I will not mention any music and poetry in the future!" ”

And heard Cai Yan's additional conditions.

Cao Ang was overjoyed.

Grant me a request, huh?

Good!

We didn't dig a pit or a trap this time, you jumped off it yourself!

"According to what Zhao Ji said, today after a month, I will go to the appointment on time, and you and I will high-five as an oath!"

Raise your right hand.

High-fived Cai Yan three times.

…………

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