But such a fuss, but there is a little bit of flirtatation, anyway, Zhu Shuzhen looks coquettish at the moment.

Having said that, isn't the double truth in the past now the three truths?

Chen Shuozhen, Yang Miaozhen, Zhu Shuzhen. Well, it seems that in ancient times, the name of girls was still preferred.

After some teasing and fighting, it was getting late, Zhou Shaoyu proposed to go home, but Zhu Shuzhen was a little reluctant to look at the sunset, groaned slightly, and whispered: Love the West Lake scenery, the mountain with the sunset. Return to the birds to turn the bamboo dew, and the fruit falls in the Qintang. The leaves are quiet in the wind, and the fish swim in the bottom of the water cool. Half a pavilion bright moonlight, lotus annoying fragrance.

"What a lotus, annoying." Zhou Shaoyu praised happily, remembering the book "Broken Intestine Collection" that he bought in later generations.

Zhou Shaoyu remembered that there was such a sentence in the introduction: let us go back to nearly a thousand years of time, go back to that era, go to see the flower and the country are happy, and go to see the girl who is fragrant and agile in the warm years. Even though fate is sneaky and cold, but the world, there is always love, after thousands of years, there are still people who remember her poems, her appearance, and the country and the city.

At this moment, Zhu Shuzhen, light green skirt, fresh and elegant. The green silk fluttered, and the jade hairpin was obliquely plugged on the top, and it was a little more naughty.

This poem gives the scenery a quiet color, but it is just a lotus fragrance, but it annoys Zhu Shuzhen, if it is another situation, or it is another explanation, but at this moment, if you really want to say that it is Zhou Shaoyu who annoys her, this guy has been playing tricks on her for an afternoon, but it is bad. This is a poem to express her reluctance to leave at this moment, whether it is for the scene, or for people, or for love, she is reluctant to leave at this moment.

After chanting a song, his appearance was quite coquettish, Zhou Shaoyu had a soft face, stroked the filament, and said with a smile: "Okay, since you are reluctant to go, then let's play more." ”

This is a lonely and real woman, who has been pursuing sincere love all her life, but has never achieved it, wasted her love, and finally died of depression.

Zhu Shuzhen is fluent in music, loves words, poetry and books, and is omnipotent in learning ancient and modern. I want to pursue her more, and I feel a little guilty about cheating.

In the final analysis, Zhou Shaoyu is not the talented and brilliant man that Zhu Shuzhen fantasizes about.

But so what?

Poetry is beautiful, and Zhou Shaoyu also knows how to appreciate it, but he is not good at creating, but so what? If it was just the beginning of the crossing, Zhou Shaoyu was afraid that he would not be worthy of such a woman, but now, Zhou Shaoyu has full confidence.

Even if he doesn't plagiarize, Zhou Shaoyu is also an authentic traverser, no matter his vision or knowledge, he is not comparable to others. Moreover, for such a long time, Zhou Shaoyu has learned a lot and learned a lot.

Not good at poetry? It's okay, Zhu Shuzhen doesn't just know poetry. Music, calligraphy and painting, can they all be communicated, and as long as you can read Zhu Shuzhen's words, what does it matter?

Zhu Shuzhen in history finally died depressed, that was because he did not appear of himself, but now, isn't the situation completely different.

The Zhu family's family background is really good, although the status is not high, but it is very wealthy, take the Zhu family's house as an example, the courtyard alone is divided into the east and west courtyards, which shows the size of its footprint. Of course, if there is no good condition, how can Zhu Shuzhen have the opportunity to learn. But after all, it can't compare to Li Qingzhao's environment, so Zhu Shu really has such a talent, she really works hard, and she likes it very much.

But after all, she is just a woman who has just come out of the cabinet, and her temperament is still naïve, although there are some self-pity and self-pity, but it is impossible to have the loneliness and resentment that came later, so let this yearning for a beautiful character be retained, instead of being depressed in the end, everything is shattered.

Thinking like this, Zhou Shaoyu touched the guqin, Zhou Shaoyu's qin is naturally the authentic Jiaowei of Master Cai Yong, as for the Jiaowei produced by the system, it is exclusive to Cai Zhaoji, and it is naturally in Cai Zhaoji's hands.

"Isn't it?" Zhu Shuzhen's beautiful eyes lit up, and then she was a little unbelievable, if it was really Jiaowei, how could it still be so well preserved. As for taking things out of thin air, I already know about it, although I am still surprised, but I also have a bottom.

Zhou Shaoyu smiled and didn't explain, he would naturally know about this in the future, sitting cross-legged on the big stone on the side, plucking his fingers, and the melodious sound of the piano, but this time, it was not just playing.

"The apple leaves are soft, the apricot blossoms are bright, and the paintings are clear. The double bath of mandarin ducks comes out of the green ting, and the singing voice. There is no wind and no waves in the spring water. Spring is half rainy and half sunny. The red and pink follow Nanpu late, a little affectionate. ”

This is a very short ancient song, called "Crane Chongxiao", which was originally printed in the early Qing Dynasty, but the real source is in the early Ming Dynasty, a monk named Donggao Zen Master passed down after crossing the island country.

This is an authentic love song, bright and subtle. As for why it was handed down by monks, well, the monks on the island country could have married wives and have children, maybe after Donggao Zen Master crossed to the east, he also integrated into it.

Zhou Shaoyu's singing voice is low, but it is magnetic, and Zhu Shuzhen's Xia Fei's cheeks are beautiful, and she feels that it is beautiful. It's a pity that it's too short and too short, as if it has just stopped at the beginning.

After the two of you, you chant poems and lyrics, I stroke the piano and sing softly, you come and go, and the affection is lingering.

On the top of the moon, I realized that it was not early, looked at each other and smiled, and then I was ready to leave.

Next to the carriage, Zhou Shaoyu pinched Zhu Shuzhen's little hand and was ready to help her get into the carriage, but she looked left and right, found that there was no one near the left, her face turned red, and she threw herself into Zhou Shaoyu's arms.

"Slave, slave just can't help but want to be close, Zhou Lang won't look down on slave because of this." Zhu Shuzhen buried her head in Zhou Shaoyu's arms, and her voice was as slight as a mosquito.

Zhou Shaoyu is so fresh, he has hooked up with so many girls, and a few of them will be so proactive.

"Didn't you forget that song? How to look down on it. Zhou Shaoyu is also a real person, so he directly raised his hand and hugged Zhu Shuzhen's thin waist.

"You have me, I have you......" Zhu Shuzhen raised her head, her eyes watery.

This little appearance is a bit seductive, Zhou Shaoyu blinked and bowed his head decisively......

Well, we didn't do anything, we just tasted the rouge, checked the quality of the rouge, whether there was adulteration or anything, don't think about it. What the? Sticking out your tongue? Isn't that a joke, using taste to make a better difference, right?

Hey? This rouge, seems to be a bit of a problem? Well, don't be in a hurry, let's try it more, so that we can distinguish one or two first.

(End of chapter)