On the third day after the change in Langya Mansion, a spring rain that had gradually become a summer rain came unexpectedly.

There are a few clumps of water bamboo planted in the courtyard where Li Xuandu lives, and there is a small pond, the rain falls on the pond, and the rain hits the bamboo leaves, all of which are rare literati interest.

Not far from the pond is Li Xuandu's apartment, where a rain eaves were built outside the living room, and under the rain eaves was a wooden corridor raised by wooden stakes. At this time, Li Xuandu sat on the cloister, listening to the raindrops hitting the eaves on his head, and then watched them gather into a thin stream of water and hang down from the eaves. These bright waterlines, when the rain is light, are intermittent, and when the rain is heavy, they are connected in a line, like a series of waterfalls that have shrunk countless times.

Li Xuandu also held a book in his hand, not a Confucian classic, not a Taoist classic, but a book to pass the time. He often told Qin Su that he wanted to read Qin Su's masterpieces, so when he was recuperating from his injuries, Qin Su bought many books, some written by her and some by other authors.

At this time, the book that Li Xuandu was reading was written by Qin Su, called "The Floating World", the name was very large, but the content that could be written was very small, and the battle between the rivers and lakes was just a dispensable background, mainly talking about the love between men and women. When Li Xuandu first got this book, he once said with a smile to Qin Su: "You, the extremely shy Miss Qin, can't even resist Lu Yanbing's ridicule, and you want me to help you fulfill your lies and hide them, but you write about the feelings of men and women in the book, isn't it a mistake for people." As a result, Qin Su replied with a word: "Those who write martial arts in the rivers and lakes are not necessarily people in the rivers and lakes, and those who write biographies of immortals, are they all immortals in the sky?"

Qin Su came behind Li Xuandu and asked softly, "Where do you see it?"

Li Xuandu didn't reply: "I saw that the protagonist likes the senior sister, but the senior sister likes another senior brother, the protagonist has been a hero admired by everyone on the rivers and lakes for many years, but he still can't forget the senior sister, he won the rivers and lakes but lost the senior sister." I said, do you book writers like this kind of story?"

Then Li Xuandu turned the book to the end and said, "Also, why doesn't this book have an ending? Although there is a saying that there is a blank space, the white space you leave is too big, right?"

Qin Su smiled and said, "It's not that we like this kind of bridge, but people who read books have empathy when they read it, don't you have the slightest empathy?"

Li Xuandu shook his head and said, "No, I don't have a senior sister, only a senior brother." The old brother can almost be my father, the younger brother and I live and die, and there is no love and killing, when I was a child, I didn't understand it, and I didn't feel how, when I grew up, I found that we are not all the way from the bones, and there is no so-called sympathy. Also, the fifth child is the senior sister of the little sixth, and the appearance is not bad, I don't see that the little sixth son has the slightest intention of liking the fifth child. ”

Qin Su patted the top of his head lightly and said with a smile: "Okay, just if you don't have it, you Qingwei Sect are all a bunch of weirdos, but others do." ”

"As for why there is no ending. Qin Su paused for a moment and said, "Because I can't write." The reason is also very simple, the senior sister doesn't like the junior brother, what should the junior brother do? If the junior brother finds another woman, then does he still like the senior sister? This infatuated character cannot be maintained. If you continue to like your sister, how should you face your brother? On the one hand, morality, on the other hand, infatuation, how else can you write it? can only be left blank, so that the reader is given room for fantasy, and what kind of ending he wants is what kind of ending. ”

Li Xuandu sneered: "It's just twisting, twisting, twisting, twisting, and there will never be a result." ”

"Aren't you going to screw your jaw?" Qin Su said: "When you were in the mountain pavilion that day......"

"Good screwing, right screwing. Li Xuandu hurriedly coughed lightly: "This is all human nature, and it should be too much." ”

Qin Su didn't chase after him and said with a smile: "If you were that junior brother, what would you do?"

Li Xuandu thought for a while and said: "Buddhism has clouds, and people have eight sufferings: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, and unbelieving, and the five yin are blazing. The junior brother you wrote about was just asking for nothing and was in the midst of the eight sufferings. If you want me to say it, it's simple, since you can't ask for it, then let it go. If you say that you can't let go, it's a big obsession, it can only be said that it varies from person to person, some people have big hearts and can't let go, and some people have small hearts and can't take them out again if they put them in. ”

Qin Su turned to him and looked at him: "You said so much, what about you, are you big-hearted or small-hearted?"

Li Xuandu said: "I must be a person with a big heart, otherwise how can I be embarrassed to mock Ning Yi? To say something inappropriate, if I am a person with a small heart, after the change of the imperial capital, I will fall from the clouds to the dust, my friend and teacher will die, and I will become a waste person with nothing, and even the fifth child will want to bully me, and I can die at that time." ”

Qin Su smiled and quipped: "This is in a good mood, and I started to brag proudly again, boasting about myself, and I am not ashamed." ”

Li Xuandu smiled and said: "Our old Li speaks with his conscience, what is there to be ashamed of." Unlike some people, before they finished three sentences, their faces turned red. ”

"Who's blushing?" Qin Su reached out and patted him gently.

Li Xuandu took the opportunity to hold Qin Su's hand: "Whoever blushes, he knows it in his heart." ”

Sure enough, as soon as the hands of the two touched each other, Qin Su's face faintly flushed. Li Xuandu only felt that the plain hand he was holding in his palm was shaken, and he wanted to break free, so he hurriedly used a little more strength to hold it firmly and prevent it from breaking free.

Qin Suben was not very resolute, so he let him hold it, changed the topic, and asked, "Is your leg better?"

Li Xuandu felt the silkiness and delicacy of his palm, and said, "After opening up the meridians, you will be able to walk without hindrance." ”

After hearing this, Qin Su pulled out his hand from Li Xuandu's palm, then took out two oil-paper umbrellas from the Sumeru treasures, handed one of them to Li Xuandu, and said, "Then let's go out for a walk?"

Li Xuandu reached out and took the oil-paper umbrella, stood up, and opened the paper umbrella. I saw that the umbrella was painted with landscape patterns, there were pagodas standing on the distant mountains, and there were fishermen boating in the near water. In the blank space, a poem of the ancients was inscribed with a hairpin flower in small block letters: "Green hats, green clothes, oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return." ”

In the southern part of the Yangtze River, there are many calligraphy and paintings on the umbrella, which is not surprising, but it is relatively rare in the north of the Yangtze River. The painting calligraphy on the umbrella comes from the craftsman's hand, no different from porcelain, it is common, but this poem is added later, the handwriting is less vigorous and beautiful, quite beautiful and refined, it should be from the woman's handwriting.

Li Xuandu asked, "You wrote this?"

Qin Su smiled and didn't answer, she also opened her umbrella, the painting was the same painting, and the handwriting was also from the same person, but the verses had changed, and I saw that her umbrella was written: "Fishing car, peg boat, happy in the storm without immortals." ”

Qin Su smiled and asked, "Li Dajian Immortal, can this word be in the eyes of the law?"

"Don't dare to be the word 'Great Sword Immortal', that's the honorific name of the family teacher, just call me Zifu Sword Immortal. But when it comes to that, of course, it's excellent. ”

Li Xuandu waved his hand and said: "The poet is a cloud: 'I am a beginner in learning Mrs. Wei, but I can't hate Wang Youjun.'" This Wang Youjun is talking about the book saint, and Mrs. Wei is the master of the book saint. The world praises her for melting the methods of her predecessors in a furnace, "horizontal" like a thousand miles of clouds, "point" like a mountain stone, "apostrophe" like the horn of a rhino elephant broken on the land, "vertical" like a long live withered vine, "pinching" like a crashing wave and thunder, "nu" like a hundred jun crossbow hair, "hook" like a strong crossbow joint. Its words are delicate and peaceful, elegant and graceful, and they are far away, such as flower arrangement girls, low-cost beauty, and beautiful women, such as beautiful women on stage, fairy e's shadows, red lotus reflecting water, and blue sea floating clouds. Hence the name 'hairpin flower small Kai'. I look at your hairpin Xiaokai, which has six or seven points of charm of Mrs. Wei. ”

Qin Su's eyes suddenly showed a bit of surprise, although she is a person in the rivers and lakes, she has a family background, and she is also a talented woman, she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is precisely because she has distracted too much energy in these things, so her realm cultivation can only be the last among the four women.

If Li Xuan was a reckless man who only knew how to fight and kill, Qin Su might feel a little regretful, but she didn't expect Li Xuan to give her a surprise.

Qin Su smiled: "I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to understand this." ”

Li Xuandu took out a folding fan from his sleeve, opened it with a "snap", and fanned a cool breeze: "Anyway, I was also a vassal back then...... is an elegant person, talking and laughing, and there is no vain. The acquaintances are all great Confucian celebrities, and they are embarrassed to hand me a worship post if they are not born in Jinshi, and they are naturally full of knowledge, even if they can't take the Jinshi exam, they should not be a problem if they take the test and solve the yuan. If I don't practice swords, but concentrate on reading, then Xie Yuan, Hui Yuan, and Champion are all within the question, which is called Lianzhong Sanyuan. ”

Qin Su stretched out his hand and tapped him: "Yo, say you're fat, you're still panting, it's really shameless." ”