"No, you don't."

Wen Shi refused lightly, and the lines of words quickly jumped on the paper, and after reading them only once, he silently uttered the two poems word for word, and Ning Ruan couldn't help but sigh at his amazing memory.

I feel more at the beautiful words of others, the pen is sharp, angular and angular, domineering and leaky, and the high-end atmosphere is high-grade.

Especially the sentence "Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier come to a dream", it is simply majestic and beautiful, no wonder people say words like their people.

Belch...... No, she doesn't admit it.

Xiao Yu'er slowly read the poem with his father's words on the side, this time the reading was much smoother, and after reading the last sentence, he raised his head and asked Ning Ru'an, "Mother, who wrote this poem, I feel so tragic." ”

"Yes, son, you can still understand the meaning of the poem."

Ning Ru'an praised her son first, and under his smug smile, she slowly explained to him: "This is the work of the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You, and it is said that he was sixty-eight years old when he wrote this poem. Think about an old man, after a lifetime of fighting, returning to his hometown, and thinking about guarding the frontier for the country in the lonely and desolate countryside. Late at night, he lay on his bed listening to the wind and rain, and dreamed that he was riding a war horse across the glacier and setting out on the battlefield......"

Wen Shi's thoughts gradually drifted into the distance with Ning Ru'an's voice.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind and rain are shaky, the village is stiff and lonely, not mourning, still thinking for the country, and the wheel.

In the face of the fall of the family and the country, and half of the country falling under the iron hooves of the enemy, what are the personal gains and losses, grievances, and gains?

The rain was getting heavier and the day was getting late.

Tuanzi fell asleep in Ning Ru'an's arms, Xiao Yu'er was sitting there seriously practicing calligraphy, Ning Ru'an listened to the sound of rain outside, fell asleep on the side of the table, and almost fell under the table.

She barely opened her sleepy eyes, wiped the saliva from her mouth, and found that Wen Shi was not in the room, "Huh? Where's your dad? ”

"It's out." Xiao Yuer said.

Ning Ru'an: "Oh. ”

Close your eyes and continue sleeping.

Xiao Yu'er thought for a while and added, "Daddy went out with a sword. ”

“……”

Ning Ru'an answered lazily, and the next moment, her eyes widened, and her head popped up.

A heavy rain trapped the guests in their rooms, and there were only a few walking men in the corridor, and only the sound of the rain could be heard quietly.

She borrowed an oil-paper umbrella, propped herself up and went out to look for Wen Shi, turned the two clusters of flowers, walked to the end of the verandah, and stopped.

In the garden, in the wind and rain, Wen Shi waved a sword around.

The rain had already wet his body, but he did not show a trace of embarrassment, his face was like an ink painting, plain and light, and the cyan robe was raised with the wind, bringing up a drop of water, like the ripples of the lake, which made people ripple.

He was dressed in a green shirt, leaping in the rain and mist, the silver glittering sword cut the raindrops in half, his steps were light, but the cold was awesome, and his figure in the rain was so ...... Lonely.

Is it really because it's cold from above?

Ning Ru'an stood under the corridor, quietly looked at Wen Shi who was playing with the sword, and sighed softly, although loneliness is the normal state of life, but looking at such a son, she especially wanted to go over and hug him.

Wen Ying walked to her side at some point, stared at Wen Shi in the courtyard, and sighed, "What is my uncle stimulated again?" ”

"I don't know. It may be that the poems I wrote touched the depths of his soul. ”

Ning Ru'an felt that there was only this reason.

Wen Ying glanced at her, looking "what are you kidding", "The face is a good thing, please ask for it." ”

"Get out! You're shameless! ”

Ning Ru'an sprayed him.

Wen Ying wiped his face, looked at Wen Shi who was playing with a sword in the rain, and sighed slowly, "Uncle Seventeen is encountering a problem this time, it is normal to be upset, after all, he is also a human being, and he also has seven emotions and six desires." ”

"What's the problem?"

Ning Ru'an turned his head to look at him, "What do you know about the inside story, come quickly." ”

"Over there in the Northern Desert, there is a young general who doesn't know what his surname is after winning a few battles, and he frequently provokes my Eastern Calendar border."

Wen Ying's face couldn't help but sink when she said this, "That person is a martial idiot, and he has always admired the reputation of Uncle Seventeen and wants to challenge him." No, when he heard that Uncle Seventeen was back, he began to organize troops at the border, and he was about to move. ”

Ning Ru'an furrowed her thin eyebrows, "Since he admires Ah Shi, can't he come here in private to ask for advice, or do he have to go to the battlefield to challenge?" It's clear that he sells dog meat with a sheep's head. ”

"That's pretty much it."

Wen Ying Zhengse said: "Anyway, now that the Manchu Dynasty knows that Uncle Seventeen is back, they are all waiting for him to be able to cope with this battle, the emperor wants Uncle Seventeen to return to the court, but he wants him to take the initiative to ask Ying to fight this battle." ”

"Heh, employing people forward, not people facing backwards, why are you doing it early?"

Ning Ru'an was not happy, "I am most annoyed by the kind of people who unload the mill and kill donkeys, wolf-hearted dogs." At first, I thought that the world was peaceful and prosperous, and I didn't need the regent to intervene in the government, so I forced people to retire, and I was forced to return to my hometown before I was old. You have to have an attitude of begging for people, you can just come in person, what's the matter now, if you can't pull your face, you will coerce and lure? ”

"Shhh

Wen Ying looked around and hurriedly covered her mouth, "Can you have a little door on your mouth?" Be cautious in your words and deeds, understand it or not! ”

"Yes, I didn't name names, how do you know who I'm scolding?"

Wen Ying rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Please, everyone in the world knows who you're scolding, okay?

"By the way, you just watched my seventeenth uncle get drenched in the rain like this, aren't you afraid that he will freeze?"

"It's just right to be frozen, and you don't have to go to the battlefield to help others fight hard."

Ning Ru'an casually folded a branch from the side, and said while picking leaves: "You can help us cook ginger soup." ”

Wen Ying muttered dissatisfiedly, "What about you?" ”

"I'll play with him."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Ru'an threw the umbrella aside, rushed into the rain with a branch, and slashed straight towards Wen Shi-

Ning Ru'an carried a branch and "fought" with Wen Shi decently.

Wen Shi's mind gradually calmed down after practicing a set of swordsmanship, he knew that Ning Ru'an had been standing under the porch and watching him, afraid that she would stand too long and catch a cold, and was about to put away the sword, so she slashed over.

Then I can only continue to play with her in the rain for a while.

Wen Ying stood under the porch and looked dumbfounded.

Didn't you say that you were afraid of catching a cold, why did you suddenly rush into the rain and go crazy, and sure enough, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door.

Especially the two of them seem to be still having fun in the rain, and they are playing seriously.

Ning Ru'an often studied with Wen Shi these days, and was fed by him, although she had not learned martial arts, she had also practiced taekwondo and fencing, and she had a bit of a foundation, and she could also play a sword decently under his training.

What she was holding in her hand was a branch, but she also cut out the power of the sword, and she was full of murderous aura in every move, and Wen Ying was stunned for a while.

Yo, this seventeenth aunt, yes.

It's just that Wen Shi made it clear that he only defended and did not attack, and he also fed her a few tricks from time to time, and the murderous aura disappeared into invisibility, leaving ambiguity in vain, Wen Ying looked at it and began to eat dog food.

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