Wu Zhen thought for a moment and said, "In the future, if you lie to people, I won't demolish you." ”

Yu Qingyao laughed and said: "If you dare to debunk it, I will kill you, this doesn't count." ”

Wu Zhen was depressed, thinking about it for a long time, Leng couldn't think of what bet he could put on.

She has to listen to Yu Qingyao for everything, whether she wants to be willing or not, she is Yu Qingyao's everything, and she has no property of her own to pledge.

asked Yu Qingyao to let her go free, she didn't dare to mention this condition, for fear that the black-hearted master would kill her.

She only dared to ask for two more bites.

Yu Qingyao saw that Wu Zhen didn't say anything, so she didn't bother to pay attention to her, and went to find a place to live in seclusion.

She felt that the Taiyi Sect was too powerful, and the Chu family was too powerful, even if she hid here, it was not safe, and she had to hide for a while. After a year and a half, Chu Shenjun relaxed and stopped looking for her, so he could go out to play.

After a period of mixing in the Chu State, she felt that her cultivation was still a little low.

I want to use this time to meditate and practice, and raise my cultivation to the next level.

In addition, she also plans to take advantage of this leisure time to learn calligraphy, painting, poetry and literature to improve her temperament.

You can't just keep your eyes on the Taoist priest, among the men in the world, the Taoist priest is a minority after all.

Learning ancient poetry and writing can attract literati, but we can't ignore literati, they are very good at writing articles. It would be nice if someone wrote a few poems for themselves that have been passed down through the ages, such as the Roselle Fu or something, right?

If you want to attract literati and scholars, you don't know anything about poetry, calligraphy and painting, so how can you do it?

That would be criticized as boring and disgusting.

Yu Qingyao was halfway up the mountainside, chose a phoenix-tailed bamboo forest, swept out a vacant land in it, and placed the wooden house. A well was dug in the courtyard. There is a place for her hermitage.

She set off for the town down the hill.

She wants to ask a teacher to teach her.

If you want to talk about poetry and writing, you should have chosen a middle-aged man as a teacher. It's better to be famous, and have won the top prize.

But in this kind of small town, Yu Qingyao felt that she was not lucky enough to meet that kind of celebrity.

To settle for the next best thing, you should choose an old lifter. However, first, she lives in the mountains, and the old man is afraid that she will not be able to climb the mountain, and second, she does not like old men.

Therefore, she decided to choose a female teacher in her twenties and thirties who could write poetry and paint.

If you want to find this kind of female teacher, you have to go to the Qinglou. You can't really find it anywhere else.

In Yu Qingyao's view, the ancient Qinglou is the place where talented women are really produced. Because it is a place dedicated to cultivating lovers who are in love with civil officials and talented people.

In ancient times, literati all married a wife and gave birth to a son at home, and then went to the Qinglou to fall in love.

In the history of literature, those amorous literati wrote many beautiful and moving poems for the women of the Qinglou.

Yu Qingyao picked the largest green building in the city and broke in.

The turtle man who was guarding the door was dumbfounded when he saw a masked female crown breaking in, and he didn't dare to stop it, but he felt that it was inappropriate if he didn't stop it.

Yu Qingyao felt that it would be bad for people to know about such a white lotus as a white lotus, so she deliberately covered it with a veil.

When Yu Qingyao came, it was morning, and when she went inside, it was empty, not to mention the red card, and she didn't even see a few rough mothers-in-law.

She suddenly understood that she had come too early, and now the people in the Qinglou were probably making up for sleep, you know, they didn't sleep at night.

She stopped, turned to the gatekeeper, and said, "Your, uh, where's the bustard?

The turtle man guarding the door hurriedly smiled and said, "Dao Chief, please take a seat, I'll call immediately!"

Yu Qingyao nodded expressionlessly and sat down at a table in the lobby.

Although she has always been gentle with men, she is an exception.

One turtle boy flew to the back, and the other turtle boy accompanied him to bring refreshments carefully.

Yu Qingyao didn't even glance at it, let alone plan to eat. Can this thing be eaten? I wonder there are germs!

She didn't want to get a strange illness just drinking tea here.

That's really a mouthful, and I can't tell. The image of the White Lotus completely collapsed.

At that point, it will be useless to kill all the people here.

She didn't quite understand how the disease was contagious, but she wouldn't take the slightest risk.

She thinks it's all dirty.

When the old bustard heard that there was a Taoist chief looking for him, he didn't dare to slack off, so he didn't have time to wash his face, so he hurriedly wiped it and ran over.

When she saw Yu Qingyao, she was very disappointed, how could she be a woman?

If it's a male Taoist, it's too early to come, I'm afraid something terrible will happen.

The female Taoist chief, she can't think of anything when she comes. She was really afraid that the sisters in the building had provoked the man with the female crown.

But when Yu Qingyao turned her head to look over, she was relieved. No man would be willing to leave such a beautiful girl behind and run to his own building to forage for wild food.

Although she couldn't really see Yu Qingyao's face, just looking at Qingyao's eyebrows and eyes, she felt that she must be a first-class beauty.

Yu Qingyao saw a person with a beaded head and three catties of powder on his face, and he couldn't see his true face, so he guessed that she was an old bustard, so he said, "Let me ask you, do you know a teacher who can teach women's poetry?"

When the bustard heard this, his heart fell into his stomach. The powder on his face fell down with a smile, and he said, "Dao Chief, I really know this." Who are you going to teach?"

She had doubts in her stomach, and wanted to ask who she wanted to teach, whether it was to teach the Taoist, or the official lady, or the singer, so that she could recommend the right person.

If it's to teach singers, she's a person, she doesn't seek truth and can do learning, as long as she can learn to compose a few crooked poems casually and learn to fool the guests. Two or three months of intensive training, ask a gunman to prepare dozens of poems for backup, and you can disguise yourself as a talented woman to coax guests.

Yu Qingyao stretched out her finger and pointed to Wuzhen on her shoulder, and said, "I'm a demon pet, I can't speak, I'm so vulgar that I want to ask a teacher to teach her to read some poems and let her learn to write poems." It's just that I'm impatient to have a man around me, do you have a female teacher?"

She is going to live in seclusion for a while, and the teacher must follow her in seclusion. It's inconvenient to get along with a man for a long time. Lonely men and widows, it is not good to spread out, and it will damage her reputation for purity.

When the bustard and the turtle boy heard this, they were all stupid.

They took it seriously, they had never heard of anyone asking for a teacher for a monster, let alone teaching a monster to write poetry.

Don't talk about them, Wuzhen is stunned.

She was anxious to speak, saying that she didn't learn. However, Yu Qingyao didn't allow Wu Zhen to open her mouth to refute. If you ban it, Wuzhen won't be able to open her mouth.

Yu Qingyao added: "It's best to teach calligraphy and painting." Is there such a teacher?"

Wu Zhen was scared, her poetry and composition were already dying, and if she wanted to learn calligraphy and painting, it would be over. She tried her best to put on a vicious appearance to scare the bustard. I'm afraid she said yes.

The old bustard looked at Wuzhen with an earthy face and said, "No, Dao Chief, there really isn't." ”

It's not that she didn't have it, she was afraid that her powerful helper would be eaten by monsters.

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