The person who came was Cao Ang.

Xu was galloping all the way, plus after dismounting, he came at a fast pace.

At this moment, Cao Ang's breathing was still a little short, and there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead, which seemed to be very hard along the way.

His eyes stared at Cao Ang for a few seconds.

Cai Yan's heart suddenly fell in mid-air and fell straight back into her chest.

The original meaning of being anxious and flustered, the chaotic thoughts in his mind, at the moment when Cao Ang arrived, at the moment he saw Cao Ang's face.

All disappeared without a trace.

"The sun hasn't set yet, and Ziyu is naturally not too late, but with all due respect, have you figured out what kind of poems you want to write?"

It was restored to the tone that was calm and cold.

And after hearing this.

Cao Ang's chest suddenly slammed into the sky, and he looked confident and confident.

"Zhao Ji doesn't need to say much, you and I will enter the house, I will write it to you word by word, to ensure that you are convinced to lose, and there is nothing to say if you lose!"

Cao Ang's voice just fell.

Cai Yan couldn't help but smile.

The corners of the mouth rose slightly, revealing the pearl-like snow-white teeth hidden under the pink red lips.

Like a plant, standing proudly in the pond of lotus leaves in the sun-reflecting lotus, blooming full of noble meaning.

"I hope it's as Ziyu said, if that's the case, it also proves that I, as a teacher, have not misled people's children, and it is not in vain."

……

In the ashram.

Cao Ang sat in front of the table, and a blank roll of bamboo slips had been spread out on the desk.

And Cai Yan knelt on the side, quietly watching Cao Ang studying ink there, without saying a word, so as not to disturb him.

After a moment of meditation.

Cao Ang took a deep breath.

Then he picked up the pen and wrote the first sentence on the bamboo slip, and the words jumped on it.

"The peacock flies southeast, wandering for five miles."

"Thirteen can weave, fourteen can tailor ......"

That's right.

The text that Cao Ang found in the textbook was also the one he chose.

It is this "Peacock Flying Southeast"!

In terms of genre, it is a long narrative poem, although I don't know who made it or what era it was written, but it can be determined to be in line with the current cultural mainstream.

Secondly, the poem is easy to understand, but the language is concise without losing its artistic value and the far-reaching meaning it conveys.

This is in line with Cao Ang's identity as a beginner in poetry, and at the same time, it can allow him to show off a good wave and show his high level of thought.

Either way.

are all very in line with Cao Ang's requirements.

Definitely the best choice!

……

"The king should be a rock, and the concubine should be a reed. The reeds are like silk, and the rock has no transfer. ”

This psalm is very long.

It grew so long that Cao Ang changed several pairs of bamboo slips.

And Cai Yan sat aside, quietly watching the words written by Cao Ang on the bamboo slips from beginning to end.

At first some paragraphs came out.

Akihime wasn't too surprised.

After all, the first half is mainly narrative, and it also depicts Liu Lanzhi, Jiao Zhongqing, as well as some words and behaviors of Liu's mother and Jiao's mother.

The main body of the narrative is very complete, and the story is also eloquent, but it is impossible to see how high the literary level is in the first half.

At least from the perspective of Cai Yan, a contemporary woman, a literary master.

It's well written, but it's not particularly stunning.

It's just that when the above two sentences appeared, Cai Yan's eyes suddenly changed.

If it weren't for Cao Ang, he would still be writing.

I'm afraid she couldn't help but high-five and cheer on the spot, exclaiming "well written"!

And as the content of the second half of "Peacock Flying Southeast" emerged in turn, the look on Zhao Ji's face began to become complex and profound.

Liu Lanzhi was persecuted by her brother, and Jiao Zhongqing was not allowed to disobey her mother's will and filial piety.

In the panic of the world, the two of them are like two of the lightest and most powerless ethereal floating dust, without any ability to resist, and can only end up in tragedy.

……

"Take off your skirt and silk shoes, and go to Qingchi. My life is dead, and my soul will remain for a long time.

When the officials heard this, they knew that they were leaving. Wandering under the garden tree, hanging southeast branches. ”

Although I had already expected it in my heart.

But at the moment when he saw these verses, Cai Yan couldn't help but show surprise.

There is a little sadness in his eyes, as if he is mourning for the fate of the two protagonists in the poem, and at the same time lamenting for the world.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound of the pen.

After writing the last word, Cao Ang put the brush aside, and then looked at Cai Yan with a calm face, with a sense of inquiry in his eyes.

The room was quiet for a long time.

The two sat next to each other in silence.

Zhao Ji is still immersed in the world of poetry and literature at the moment, and she has a posture that has not yet woken up.

And Cao Ang waited quietly.

After a long time.

Cai Yan suddenly woke up.

His eyes were full of complexity and surprise, and he stared straight at Cao Ang, looking up and down, left and right, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

"Ziyu, is this poem really written by you?"

……

Facing Cai Yan's inquiry.

Cao Ang appeared extremely calm.

explained very carefully: "Don't hide it from Zhao Ji, when you and I made a bet a month ago, I was thinking about how to win. ”

"After all, I'm a beginner who has not studied for a long time, and I definitely can't say how good I am at it in terms of rhetoric and allusions, and this is what is missing."

"Therefore, if you want to win, you have to learn from each other's strengths, so I first constructed such a story, and then I used what you taught me to write this story, which is the psalm you see."

Cai Yan heard this and nodded happily.

Full of amazement and praise: "Ziyu is really smart, and uses a story that is enough to move people and make up for the lack of rhetoric, which is also a university question!" ”

After Cao Ang's explanation.

Cai Yan has more than eighty percent, and believes that Cao Ang did it with his own ability.

Mainly because the mainstream style of the current literary world is to emphasize beautiful words and express inner aspirations.

Rewrite the scene lyrical, and light the narrative on things.

As long as there is a certain level of literary scholars, they are generally not good at writing this kind of narrative poetry.

And if there is no level, then this kind of thing cannot be written, so it is likely that Cao Ang made it himself.

"How about it, Miss Zhaoji, this "Peacock Flying Southeast" can still be in your eyes, how should the bet between us be calculated?"

……

was reminded by Cao Ang.

Cai Yan remembered that the quality of this poem is related to the outcome of the bet established between himself and Cao Ang.

With the character of Cai Zhaoji.

Good is good, bad is bad.

And in literature, it is impossible for her to close her eyes and tell nonsense, so after a few seconds of silence, Cai Yan nodded heavily.

"Not only can I see it, but the story told in this poem is enough to touch the heartstrings, and its ups and downs are even more heart-wrenching."

"And the most rare thing is that your portrayal of several main characters in the poem is really vivid and lifelike."

"It is to read this poem to anyone in the house, and after reading it through, you can imagine what Liu and Jiao, as well as their respective mothers, are like, and what kind of character they have."

"In my opinion, this poem is enough to be rated as superior, and it is a rare and excellent product in today's world.

Cai Yan was not stingy and gave a completely positive high evaluation.

Finally, he raised his hands slightly.

Made a spread pose.

"You and I once said that if I lose the bet, not only do I need to continue to teach you all kinds of scriptures and poems in the future, but I also need to agree to you a request."

"If there's anything you want me to do, or what do you want me to promise, just say it!"

Cai Yan is willing to gamble and lose.

And see this.

Cao Ang immediately smiled slightly.

Then he blinked his eyes and said the conditions he had already thought of.

"What I want Zhao Ji to do is very simple, that is, from tomorrow onwards, you can no longer stay in your small courtyard as usual."

"I also need to go back and forth with other people in the house, even if it's just a few words."

……

As soon as the words fell.

Cai Yan was stunned for a moment.

She really didn't expect that Cao Ang's request would actually be to expand her interpersonal circle.

This......

"Ziyu, I remember what I should have told you, in fact, I am not lonely in the courtyard, nor do I feel lonely, I don't need this."

However, Cao Ang only smiled lightly.

No reply was given.

Obviously, I insisted on what I had just meant.

Seeing this situation, Cai Yan could only be willing to gamble and lose, and nodded helplessly.

"Then according to your words, starting tomorrow, I will take some time every few days to walk around with the cicadas in the house."

Cai Yan's exact answer was heard.

Cao Ang was relieved.

The reason why he made such a request was very simple, it was to break Cai Zhaoji's golden body.

If Zhao Ji continues to stay in this secluded backyard and indulge in his own world, then when will he break through the wall of Zhao Ji's heart?

Anyway, the left and right can't make any excessive demands, and it is impossible to take advantage of any big advantages.

It would be better to take this opportunity to let Zhao Ji come out of the wall and take the initiative to break her golden body.

As long as you have more contact with her, she should become softer and softer.

……

After the matter was decided.

The two sat in silence for a while.

Cai Yan suddenly remembered something, hurriedly took a roll of bamboo slips placed on the table, and then pointed to the fragments in the chapter, and asked Cao Ang.

"Zixuan, is this story of Liu Lanzhi and Jiao Zhongqing true or are you bent on making it up?"

Cao Ang shook his head first.

After a moment's deliberation.

Then he replied slowly: "These two people may not exist, but there is definitely no shortage of people in the world who have borne such a fate, but they are not called Liu Lanzhi or Jiao Zhongqing." ”

Cai Yan was silent for a moment.

The whole person was stunned on the spot.

Half an hour later.

Fang Cai shook his head and sighed.

"The Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, how could the orders of parents and the words of brothers be easily disobeyed?"

"The family background is comparable, the wealth is the same, the door is right, this is also like gold and iron!"

"As Ziyu said, there may be many people in the world who are deeply confused by this, and then end up with a sentence that they can't help themselves."

Hearing Cai Zhaoji's emotion.

Cao Ang's eyes suddenly flickered a few times.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and a thought appeared like lightning in an instant.

"The door is right, the order of the parents, this is difficult to disobey."

"But choosing the person you like is also very important, and it is related to whether you will be happy in the second half of your life."

"Therefore, in my opinion, the best result is to be both the right person and the person who likes it, which is the best of both worlds!"

……

"Is there really the best of both worlds?"

With a whisper that seemed to be self-talking.

Cai Yan couldn't help but think of herself.

At the beginning, her father married her to the Hedong Wei family, which was a good match.

The daughter of the world's famous Confucian is suitable to marry the descendants of the Hedong family.

was just intercepted by Cao Ang on the way to send off his relatives.

Later, he learned that Wei Zhongdao of the Wei family was a sick and sick man who was about to die.

At that time, I had not seen the appearance of this man, nor did I know what his character was, so I didn't know anything about everything, but just obeyed my father's orders.

If there is no Cao Ang's appearance.

I really got married.

Then she may not be much better than Liu Lanzhi in "Peacock Flying Southeast" and this poem at the moment.

"Alas!"

Cai Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Just before she could say anything.

Cao Ang's loud words came from his ears.

"How can you not have the best of both worlds?"

"I don't know about the others, but just for you, Akihime, I think it's enough to get the best of both worlds!"

……

Cai Yan looked up sharply.

I saw Cao Ang's eyes staring at him, his eyes were full of fiery meaning, and the blazing temperature during it seemed to be able to turn into substance and melt himself into water.

Zhao Ji suddenly woke up.

Oh, yes!

The door is right, with the current prestige of the Cao family, with the world's great Confucianism, it is simply more than enough.

And in the case of Cao Ang himself.

How do you feel about him......

This continuous contact over the past few months has included listening to myself playing the piano, learning poetry with myself, and chatting about the past and the present.

Even thought of the scene when Cao Ang said to himself in the deserted and dilapidated inn, brazenly bringing himself back from the corner of fate.

Come to think of it.

Cai Yan's face suddenly seemed to be on fire, his tender and snow-white cheeks, and his crystal clear delicate ears were all crimson in an instant.

Like a blood jade dyed red.

On weekdays, the woman who is like a noble lotus flower and a verdant jade bamboo is like this at the moment.

It's a little stunning.

……

"Smack!"

Cai Yan slapped the table case violently.

He stood up with a bang.

A little flustered and hurriedly said: "It's not early, I'm ready to take a bath and change clothes to rest, if Ziyu is fine, you might as well go back first!" ”

In the past, if you said such words, it would inevitably be a bit rude.

It's just at this moment.

Cai Yan can't take care of that anymore.

She didn't dare to continue to face Cao Ang face to face, so she could only escape in this way.

And see this.

And Cao Ang also tasted it.

Stir-fry vegetables to master the heat, from beginning to end on low heat, that dish is probably not cooked.

If you turn on the fire vigorously, the dish will burn.

It is necessary to grasp a degree.

Today's pole is almost the same, reasonable, the effect is somewhat unexpected.

Therefore, see Cai Yan say so.

Cao Ang also got up.

With a gentle smile on his face, he said, "Then I won't bother, Zhao Ji, you have a good rest!" ”

……

Wait until Cao Ang leaves.

Zhao Ji "fluttered", sat back in his position, and sat quietly for a long time.

Immediately, he picked up a few bamboo slips on the table, and began to study them carefully, and the peacock written by Cao Ang flew southeast.

"The right person, the one who likes it, is this really the best of both worlds that belongs to me?"

"Huh~"

Cai Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

After hastily putting away a few books, he forced himself to stop thinking about it.

began to think about how to communicate with everyone in the house according to Cao Ang's request tomorrow.

……

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(End of chapter)