The little girl looked at Jiang Chengzi, who was worried about herself just now, and said that the sugar gourd she sold was a crooked melon and cracked dates, revealing two little tiger teeth, no matter how she held back her laughter, it was best to laugh.

After Zhong Liyu was amused, he pursed his lips and looked at the little girl's face full of grievances, how silly it must be to be a little girl who can be abducted by a veritable womanizer in his eyes. If this little girl dares to think anything wrong about the little girl, then she has to peel off the skin and cramp this filthy scholar, and then sink the corpse in the cave Xuanhu, so that the group of bullshit literati who like to enjoy themselves in the cave Xuanhu have more places to write.

"What's your name?" Lu Wenping, who had already eaten all the sugar gourds in his sleeves, turned around and asked the little girl with a smile, without saying a word about what happened just now.

The little girl blushed a little, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Gao Xiaoyue..."

"It's a good name, the microwave is murmuring, and the moon is wet. Then Lu Wenping got up and lifted a bench for the little girl to sit down. In an unfamiliar environment, the little girl who had nowhere to feel at ease finally sat down.

"My brother will take you to play for two days, what you want to eat, what you want to buy, just say. Lu Wenping looked at the little girl who finally let go and smiled enthusiastically.

Jiang Chengzi cast a suspicious gaze, the poor sour guy who couldn't even pay three pennies just now dared to make a big fuss, at first he felt that Lu Wenping was talking so wildly, and when the time came, he would send the little girl away without a roasted sweet potato.

But after thinking about it, it seems that Lu Wenping doesn't have the habit of lying, and he wonders, could it be that Lu Wenping, this kid, doesn't know where to get some ill-gotten gains?

It wasn't until Lu Wenping walked in front of Jiang Chengzi that Jiang Chengzi finally understood, Lu Wenping had a wishful thinking in his heart, and immediately said silently, "You can't use one mind for two purposes, wipe the sword, wipe the sword." ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Wenping just sat in front of Jiang Chengzi, with his back to the little girl, and his eyes frantically signaled to Jiang Chengzi. Jiang Chengzi should only turn a blind eye, and do his own work alone.

"The stupid doctor didn't see it, you are still blind?" Lu Wenping approached the little doctor and asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

The stupid doctor scratched his head, then glanced at Zhong Liyu by the window, lowered his voice and replied helplessly: "I really have no money, Zhong Liyu's girl bought rouge gouache for the second time, and she ransacked it all." You know, if I can't beat her, she'll bully the soft and be afraid of the hard. can't beat her own brother, and she will be angry with me every day. also said that the sword in the cloud was worth miles, and then said that I was useless, and I ruined the sword, and as soon as I had a little money, she was worried about it. You have the ability, ask her for money. ”

Lu Wenping turned his head to look at Zhong Liyu, who was smiling beside him, and suddenly turned pale, and he didn't break into the underworld like this. And after Wang Jingdao said that he took the little girl out to eat fragrant and drink spicy food, he disappeared.

Seeing that Lu Wenping had been unruly for a long time, the little doctor smiled again: "Aren't you used to being flamboyant? Lu Wenping just replied: "Those words that persuade people to be indifferent are too false, only people die for money, and birds die for food is the most appropriate, do you want me to die?"

"That's not it, I really have to die!" Zhong Liyu appeared behind Lu Wenping at some point, and smashed the money bag on Lu Wenping's head, smashing Lu Wenping around.

I saw that Lu Wenping didn't dare to say anything to show off his might, but just endured the pain and turned his head with a bright smile: "Thank you, master!"

Zhong Liyu said angrily: "Get out!" and then walked in front of the little girl, after getting along for so long, Zhong Liyu didn't know Jiang Chengzi and Lu Wenping, although one carried the burden of "doctor's benevolence", and handled things unsatisfactorily. A womanizer who dances and writes all day long, says a serious poem, and does things like a hanger. can't be on the stage, there is no heroic and Confucian demeanor, but at least it is not completely bad, and these two hearts are still not bad.

Wenzhong Town, sometimes magnificent, sometimes ancient wells without waves of Dongxuan Lake, at this time there are three figures walking around the lake, Lu Wenping asked the innkeeper for a clean dress, let the little girl wear it. Then he walked around the lake with Lu Wenping and Jiang Chengzi.

And when you wander around the Dongxuan Lake, there are poems that come into view, which makes people dizzy. There are wandering literati who travel around, homesick travel poems left by leaning on the building and looking into the distance, and there are poems that express their hearts and minds directly.

When Lu Wenping first met the little girl, the little girl's every move was similar to the children who watched the refugee camp in Suping City. Then what the little girl's father did made Lu Wenping feel uneasy.

There are countless people who are unhappy in this world, and the encounters are strange, but with the stubborn look of the little girl and himself, he is at least willing to treat this sister as a sister in his heart.

Gao Xiaoyue seemed to be even more silent as soon as she came to Dongxuan Lake, no matter how Jiang Chengzi talked, Gao Xiaoyue would just point to the end of three or two sentences.

Only Lu Wenping has the heart to observe the poems on the stone pillar every time he passes a stone pillar. Then he finally recited silently: "Red Feather is wearing a golden and purple hat, and Wu Lingxiao is playing with two instruments." If you are covered in rain in the morning, you can shake the snow on your shoulders at dusk. Then he turned around and nodded silently, turned around and asked the little girl, "What do you think of this?"

The little girl's eyes suddenly dimmed, this poem was written in front of her eyes on her tenth birthday, when her father led her here to watch the snowy scene, but it seems that the traces of other scholars and literati can be erased over the years, and only some residual poems are left on the stone pillar.

At this time, a man covered in blood, staggered towards Dongxuan Lake, two years ago, his wife's family fell into the middle of the road, and the husband and wife who were originally raised eyebrows still respected each other after this family disaster. But because he was too arrogant, he offended many literati, and being jealous was hated by others. In the end, because someone was in the way, it is unknown whether the two husbands and wives raised their eyebrows or had different dreams in the same bed.

And two years ago, in Wenzhong Town, Gu Zishan, the head snake who is not afraid of heaven and earth, has not been defeated for a year, and he advocated in Wenzhong Town that he and Deng Bixing had a wine banquet to meet friends with literature, and Deng Bixing gladly responded, knowing that Gu Zishan did not have good intentions, and it was difficult to ride a tiger, after all, Deng Bixing was also a respected literati here at that time, if he was stage fright, it would also make people laugh off his big teeth when he picked up the pen in the future.

So he calmly went to the banquet, and after three rounds of wine, the house was full of laughter. Gu Zishan called a few subordinates, and the jasper played ink to laugh at him. Everyone unanimously asked Gao to participate in Deng Penxing's words and words, and then put pen to paper, and then put pen to paper, and there was a comment on who won and who lost.

And Deng Bixing put pen to paper into poetry after his words, but his brain was like a mess, let alone writing a pen, even if he wrote a word, it was not good to write.

Gu Zishan was teasing and laughing at the side, making his arrogant self angrily reprimanded. Then Gu Zishan made a bet with himself, saying that even if he was "like urine", he could slightly better than himself in writing, which would inevitably provoke him to take the case.

Then there was a angry remark: "If your essay can be put on the table, then I won't write it in the future." ”

How indulgent he was in the past, and how much he valued his talents after he was drunk that day.

But there is no doubt that he still didn't write a word, and he lost badly. Since then, he has not been put to paper.

And since then, even if he wanted to pick up a pen, he found that no shop in the entire Wenzhong Town dared to sell pens to him, and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone seemed to have nothing to do with him.

And when his wife at home saw that he was depressed, the arrogance hidden in his bones was exhausted little by little, and she often looked at him with cold eyes.

If these are the only ones, it is nothing, but when the family situation is getting worse, the wife who has been with him for many years actually climbed on the bed of Gu Zi, who was jokingly belittled by himself.

Then he was played to death by Gu Zishan, who had a pickled mind, in the splendid quilt.

Since then, the man who was originally as unruly as the sun and the moon hastily collected his wife's corpse, and was originally full of resentment, but in exchange for only one sentence, it was his wife's own wishful thinking.

Also because of the lack of the golden signboard of the pen, the livelihood is declining, and it is a last resort, but by chance to learn the sugar gourd practice of Shudi, so the cat and the tiger also began to make sugar gourd to make a living, but every time they are depressed, when they want to lift their straight chest, they find that there is no pen to mention, and they are more and more lonely. And the daughter, who used to be regarded as the pearl of her palm, every time she did, she would stare at her with cold eyes carved out of her mother's mold, which was undoubtedly the most stinging to herself.

And then he returned the color in anger. I can't imagine that three years ago, the polite and courteous Gao Hui who likes to meet friends in literature will come to this step Tian Di.

Gao Shen came to the corridor between the pavilions and terraces of Dongxuan Lake, stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, and then looked miserably at his simple bandaged right hand, and lost his mind.

Suddenly, a drizzle came, and suddenly a breeze arose, blowing the willow branches of the willow trees trembling.