It was dark, and the originally blazing sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the clouds were thick, like a sign of rain.

Nan Futing was kicked out of the door and sat on the steps, his face full of sadness, and his heart tingled faintly.

His ears were all Nan Ye's words to him with tears in his eyes.

"Dad, it's a son who can't make it. I've lost her face once, I can't lose her a second time. Fortunately, the little sister has been recovered, you should be, without my son. ”

Nan Ye knew that it would be impossible for his father to ask His Royal Highness the Regent.

In order to save his sweetheart, he groveled to the enemy regardless of family grievances, and was already a sinner of the Nan family, so how could he ask his father to do the same?

How sad it is that a person who is a minister can't even do his own marriage.

……

Fusheng Restaurant

"What?"

Jiang Yu looked at Wen Shi in surprise, "The emperor wants to use his red face as bait in exchange for you to return to the court?" ”

He frowned tightly, "This thing that can't be beaten with eight poles, where does the emperor get the confidence to think that you can agree to this unreasonable exchange?" ”

Wen Shi pinched the teacup, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face, "It's not that you can't beat it." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Yu looked at him suspiciously.

Wen Shi said: "My mother, and Hongyan are Jinlan sisters. ”

“……”

Jiang Yu opened his pupils suddenly, "...... You say, Ning Ru'an and Hongyan have bowed? ”

Wensch: "Hmm. ”

Jiang Yu suddenly had nothing to say.

Halfway, he showed a helpless wry smile, "No wonder the emperor would make such a ridiculous request, it turns out that the crux of the problem is here." It seems that the emperor is prepared, I'm afraid he has already investigated your relationship clearly. ”

Wen Shi didn't react, his whole face was as cold as a bowl of cold water, and only a few drops of sporadic cold glittered under his eyes.

"And what are you going to do?"

Jiang Yu looked at Wen Shi with some concern, "Now that the imperial court is employing people, if you want to go out of the mountain, there is no way." It's just that the emperor's approach is really uncomfortable, isn't he testing you? ”

"Temptation, or threat?"

Wen Shi's thin lips said extremely coldly, "He's afraid he forgot, I hate being threatened the most in my life." ”

He threw the teacup on the table, pinched it gently, and crushed it into sand.

In the afternoon, torrential rain was pouring in.

The little fish and the dumplings ran away, and when they came back, they were drenched in soup.

Ning Ru'an carried Xiao Yu'er's ears into the house, poured him a bowl of ginger soup without saying a word, and then threw the person into the bathtub, "The cold is just right, and I went out to toss blindly, don't you want to die?" ”

She scolded while bathing Xiao Yu'er, the tiger mother went up, Xiao Yu'er was counted and didn't dare to speak, and then turned her head and saw that her father was bathing the dumplings, and her movements were very gentle.

People are not as good as dogs, the little guy sighed silently in his heart.

Outside, there was thunder, and the rain crackled the window lattices.

After taking a bath, staying in the room was a little boring, Ning Ruan Shixing came, laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, lifted the pen decently, and silently wrote several ancient poems on the paper, intending to give Xiao Yuer to carry it.

Wen Shi hugged the ball, leaned over and glanced at it, the subject matter was suitable for the occasion, and it was all related to the rain.

It's just that this writing is really unbearable to look at, it's too ugly.

He raised his finger and pressed the corner of his forehead, "I said, you are a woman, are you really embarrassed to write like this?" ”

"Brush words, it's good to write like this, okay, I'm good at hard pens, not soft pens."

Ning Ru'an explained himself seriously, and his pen was like flying.

Xiao Yu'er knelt on the chair, barely recognizable the handwriting like chicken feet with her little head, and slowly read out, "What is a thousand miles called, what is green and red, what is the water village and mountain, what is the wind of wine......"

The corners of Ning Ru'an's mouth twitched, and she looked at Xiao Yu'er, "Isn't it, son, you know such a few words?" ”

Xiao Yu'er said aggrievedly: "I'm still a child. ”

“……”

Wen Shi couldn't stand it anymore, and said to his son, "He knows a lot, but he can't recognize the words you write." ”

Ning Ru'an: "Blame me?" ”

Wen Shi shrugged, noncommittal.

Xiao Yu'er said: "I know the next sentence." Southern Dynasty 480...... Temple, how many floors...... In the rain of smoke. Right, mother? ”

"Uh-huh, listen to me read it to you."

Ning Ru'an cleared her throat and began to recite the poem, "Jiang Nanchun, Tang, Du Mu." Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind. There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain. ”

Her timbre was crisp and very pleasant, Wen Shi ignored the bad words, reminisced about the poem, and nodded approvingly, it was actually not bad.

Xiao Yu'er couldn't believe her eyes after hearing this, "Isn't it, mother, are you writing about a warbler?" Is this a cry? God, I thought it was a pig's hoof, but I didn't dare to read it. ”

“……”

Ning Ru'an narrowed her eyes dangerously, "You also learned badly from your father, dare to sarcastically mock your mother?" ”

The little fish looks at their little ears or little farts. The stock is about to suffer, he smiled, said "Don't dare, don't dare", and then gave a thumbs up, blowing a rainbow fart to Ning Ru'an, "A good poem written by my mother!" ”

"I didn't do it."

Ning Ru'an didn't accept this wave of farts, and directly picked up the rice paper and pointed to the head to show Xiao Yu'er, "Didn't you see it, Tang, Du Mu." This poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu, don't forget to memorize this when you memorize it. ”

"Tang Dynasty?"

Xiao Yu'er scratched her head suspiciously, turning into a curious baby, "Which dynasty is the Tang Dynasty, why have I never heard of it?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Ning Ruan didn't know how to explain, touched the fish's head, and comforted: "It's okay, you're still a child, you'll know when you grow up." ”

She scavenged another poem from her memory, and was about to put pen to paper, when she heard a deep voice in her left ear say, "I haven't heard it either." ”

The pen in Ning Ru'an's hand paused, and an ink spot suddenly appeared on the white rice paper.

She turned around and said to Wen Shi without changing her face: "Lonely and unheard. ”

Wen Shi: "......"

Ning Ru was at ease, so he ignored him, continued to sway his pen and ink, and wrote another poem after a while.

“…… The zombie and lonely village does not mourn, and Shang Si is the national military wheel. Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier fell into a dream. ”

Wen Shi silently read behind her, and when she read the last sentence, she only felt a buzzing bang in her head, heard the sound of horses' hooves in her ears, her eyes flashed, and her heart, liver, spleen and lungs trembled.

Ning Ru'an wrote two poems, sent his son back to transcribe them, and then memorized them.

"The poems that your mother can remember are all masterpieces, the essence of the essence, you must memorize it word for word, and it will definitely be useful in the future. Believe me. ”

Xiao Yu'er looked at the two words that seemed to be sticky with black sesame dumplings, and wrinkled into Bobo eyebrows, and his face was embarrassed.

"Mother, it's not that I don't want to memorize, it's just these words you wrote...... They know me, I don't know them. ”

“……”

Ning Ru'an was helpless and patted Wen Shi's shoulder, "You can give him a copy." ”

As she spoke, she took the ball from his arms.

Wen Shi was gradually brought back to his senses by Ning Ru'an's beat, and Xiao Yu'er immediately went over to grind for his father.

Laying a piece of rice paper on the table again, Ning Ru'an saw Wen Shi pick up the pen and asked, "Do you want me to read it to you again?" ”

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