Yuxi was surprised by the amazement of this Luoyang peony picture, but before Ruiqi could recover from her surprise, she took off the peony picture, put it away and stuffed it into Yuxi's arms.

Yuxi was amazed for a long time holding this precious picture, but there was a little surprise in her heart: "Brother Ruiqi, this is not very good?

After saying that, her ruddy little mouth was half open in surprise, and she hesitated to wait if she should return the scroll to Riich.

Rui Qi smiled heartily: "Good wine with beautiful women, good products for confidants! Yuxi Since we are destined, you like this peony picture so much, I will simply give it to you and take it home to enjoy slowly!"

"Fate?" Yuxi thought of the first time she saw Riich, and she had that feeling of déjà vu. Thinking back to the past, she had already met Ruiqi when she was still a little white snake, and at that time she actually drank the imperial wine secretly and almost fell drunk in the courtyard of Ruiqi's house.

Thinking of this, Yuxi couldn't help but feel a little shy, a burst of heat appeared on her body, her little face immediately turned red, and her big eyes couldn't help but droop, staring at the scroll in her arms.

Ruiqi saw Yuxi's blushing face, and sincerely felt that the little girl in front of her was born cute.

He pulled Yuxi to the bookcase: "Yuxi, don't be polite, I'm willing to give you this peony picture." Anyway, we still have some famous paintings in our family, so let's give you this picture of Luoyang peony as a souvenir! You must know that our two families are not only separated by a wall, but our parents are also good friends!"

Ruiqi reached out and took a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table, he pressed the two pieces of paperweight on both ends of the rice paper, and said to Yuxi in a gentle tone: "Yuxi, I heard that you are proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, why don't you write a few words for me to enjoy?" ”

After speaking, Ruiqi moved an inkstone, picked up a cigarette ink, poured a little water into the inkstone, and slowly grinded the ink.

Yuxi was still wondering whether she should accept Riich's generous gift just now, but now Ruixi suddenly asked her to pick up the pen and show her calligraphy in person, and she couldn't help but "plop" in her heart.

"Do you really want me to write?" Brother Ruiqi, I know your calligraphy is good, but my handwriting is not very good!" Yu Xi couldn't help but squirm a little.

"Confucius doesn't think words are ugly, as long as he has a pen!" Ruiqi saw that Yuxi was a little restrained, and couldn't help blurting out, he wanted to relieve Yuxi's nervous mood, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it a little, doesn't saying this mean underestimating Yuxi?

"Aren't I talking about Yuxi's ugly words? Alas! I really am, I didn't even speak through my brain!" Riich regretted in her heart.

As soon as Yuxi heard the "relieving words" that Riich had just said, she was inevitably a little unconvinced: "I haven't even written yet! I just say that my handwriting is ugly! I say that my handwriting is not good-looking, but I am also modest! This brother Ruiqi is really good! He actually underestimated me, so I will simply show off my calligraphy! Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, this time I will not be polite!"

Yuxi then said modestly: "Brother Ruiqi, then please give me more advice!

So before Yuxi filed the case, she reached out to flatten the rice paper, and tightened the paperweight at both ends, she held a wolf pen, dipped it in ink in the inkstone, and then wiped the tip of the pen on the inkstone to dry the remaining ink.

Yuxi pondered for a moment, and then wrote a poem "Mandarin Duck" on the two-foot square rice paper.

"Mandarin ducks are flying, and they are Luo. A gentleman for ten thousand years, Fu Lu should be.

The mandarin duck is on the beam, and the left flank is on the left. A gentleman for ten thousand years, it is advisable to be blessed.

Ride a horse in the stable, destroy it. Ten thousand years for a gentleman, Fu Lu Ai.

Riding a horse in the stable, the straw destroys it. Ten thousand years for a gentleman, Fu Lu Suizhi. ”

When Yuxi finished writing the last word, Ruiqi was so surprised that he could hardly believe his eyes, and he exclaimed loudly: "Yuxi, I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful! Your calligraphy is so wonderful! I don't know how to praise you!"

When Riich's eyes looked at the table, he saw a few lines of graceful and elegant handwriting jumping on the paper, and the neat and uniform words revealed a spirit of beauty.

Obviously, Yu Xi usually has done a lot of hard work in order to practice this calligraphy, but now this revealed skill is extraordinary.

Ruiqi looked at the exquisite calligraphy on the rice paper, and praised it repeatedly: "Poetry is good and words are good! Yuxi, you are really a rare talented girl!"

Yuxi put down the brush and looked at the poem, a pair of shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, and there was a little pride in her eyes.

But she said modestly: "Only Brother Ruiqi can be called a talent! Who among the neighbors doesn't know that Brother Ruiqi is a high-ranking person! I'm just a small skill of carving insects! I'm sorry to let you see the joke." ”

Rui Qi saw Yu Xi praising him for being "eight buckets high", and couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "Sister Yuxi's words are exaggerated, where am I who am eight buckets high! Compared with my sister's ice and snow intelligence, I am dwarfed! Ashamed and ashamed!"

Yu Xi smiled: "Brother Ruiqi is too modest! How can I compare to you! ”

Ruiqi hurriedly said modestly: "Where is it!Yuxi, I'm really ashamed of myself in front of you!"

Ruiqi looked at the song "Mandarin Duck" at this time and seemed to think of something, and he asked Yuxi curiously: "Yuxi, do you usually like to read the Book of Songs?"

Yuxi saw Ruiqi ask her this, and couldn't help but have an idea: "Yes, Brother Ruiqi, but the "Book of Songs" at home has been damaged by insects, and some places have been bitten, I wonder if you can borrow me a copy to go back, so that you can read it carefully at home? I haven't read the "Book of Songs" for a long time." ”

Ruiqi saw Yuxi borrowing the "Book of Songs" from him, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart, and hurriedly promised Yuxi: "Yes, Yuxi, I'll go to the bookshelf to find it for you!"

As he spoke, Ricky turned around and rummaged through the huge bookshelves in the room.

Yuxi stood in front of the bookcase, and caught a glimpse of a stacked piece of paper in the corner of the bookcase, with a little ink on it, and it seemed that a few words were written on it, so she pondered: "Is this the handwriting written by Brother Ruiqi? ”

So Yuxi took the folded rice paper in her hand.

When she quietly opened it to take a look, she saw that the two big characters "Yuxi" were written upright on the rice paper, which was not only elegant, but also powerful. Yuxi couldn't help but be a little surprised, her heart was like a deer bumping, and her little face was flushed with a touch of crimson.

"It turns out that he wrote my name, is it ...... Brother Richie?"

Yuxi felt a burst of joy in her heart, but she felt a little shy, she hurriedly folded the paper as it was and put it in the corner of the desk, leaning against the bookcase with some restraint.

Ruiqi took out the "Book of Songs" on the top of the bookshelf, patted the dust in his hand, and then walked in front of Yuxi, and handed the "Book of Songs" to her with both hands: "Yuxi, this is the Book of Songs, I have been putting it for a long time, there is a little dust on it, you take it back and dry it first, and then look at it!"

Yuxi was a little cramped there, shyly took the "Book of Songs", lowered her eyes and whispered: "Thank you, Brother Ruiqi!

After saying that, she lowered her head and blushed, and turned around to leave the study.