Leaving outsiders in what can be called a secret study is unprecedented among the aborigines, that is, receiving subordinates in the study can already be called intimacy, and can even be used as the other party's own confidant. But even if it is a confidant, it is impossible to do it to the point of Xi Juan.

Xi Juan trusted himself so much, Zhang Yuan said in his heart that it was impossible not to be moved, he didn't dare to make the slightest move, walked to the desk, and copied it hard, comprehending while copying, and his mind was quickly immersed in it.

"Ding, congratulations on learning the auxiliary skill 'Drinking Array', after reading the records of celebrities, 'Drinking Array' has a first glimpse of the doorway, and the force value has increased a little!"

"Ding, congratulations on learning the auxiliary skill 'Rushing Formation', after reading the records of celebrities, 'Charging Formation' has a first glimpse of the doorway, and the force value has increased a little!"

With the aid of the memory of his previous life, Zhang Yuan learned two of the simplest and most familiar skills in his previous life, and the others need to be carefully studied in order to appreciate the subtleties.

Whether it is "Drinking Array" or "Rushing Formation", it can be said that it is Zhang Yuan's dream skill, he originally thought that he needed to comprehend it by himself after countless battles, but he didn't expect to be able to get it now, it can be described as a pie falling from the sky - or the kind of super-large addition.

After copying the ten-pound bamboo slip, it only took more than an hour.

This is due to the fact that the ancients used classical Chinese to write, with only a few thousand words, but the meaning expressed was enough to be described in hundreds of thousands of words.

After Zhang Yuan finished copying, he sorted out the manuscript and wanted to leave, but somehow, his heart moved, and he picked up the brush and looked at the brand-new white paper, and his heart was inexplicably nervous. What's embarrassing to say,, I don't like the sad way of crushing! ’

Spit out, Zhang Yuan's pen was like a god, he quickly wrote a poem, and then ran away with the transcription of the secret book, said goodbye to Xi Juan in a hurry, and left General Xi's mansion, as if he was afraid that someone would chase him.

Xiaoqing looked at Zhang Yuan's back and said jokingly: "Miss, you see him running away like that, did he do something bad?" ”

Xi Juan was dealing with official business, and he didn't raise his head, and said, "There is nothing important in the study, is it possible that you can steal something?" What bad things can he do, maybe he has something urgent, Inhuman is so incomprehensible! ”

Xiaoqing said: "That's not necessarily, the portrait of the master is in the study!" ”

Xi Juan frowned when she heard this, although she thought that Zhang Yuan could not destroy her future for the sake of a painting, she still couldn't help but be a little nervous, because it was a relic of her father Zuihou, for her, except for her mother, it was more precious than anything, and she would never allow a little mistake.

Out of trust in his subordinates, although Xi Juan was very nervous about the painting, he didn't go to see it in person in the end, but said to Xiaoqing next to him: "You go and see it!" ”

"Whoa!" Xiaoqing knew that her previous words were a little reckless, just because she was a little unhappy Zhang Yuan looked at Xi Juan stupidly before, and when the words came out, Xiaoqing regretted it a little.

Soon, there was a rapid 'stomping' sound outside the door, and Xiaoqing ran in panting with a piece of paper.

"Big ......!" Xiao Qing crossed his waist and gasped for breath, Xi Juan raised his head, frowned slightly, and said, "Xiaoqing, such a big person is still frizzy, what is the matter, do you need to be in such a hurry?" ”

"Big ...... Small...... Miss, you ...... Check it out ......!! ”

Xiaoqing's voice trembled, and she was so depressed that she couldn't speak, so she simply put the paper in her hand on Xi Juan's bamboo slip.

"It's ......!" Xi Juan picked up the paper in confusion, turned around and looked, and there was a poem written on it:

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattles, left and right hairy. My Fair Lady, bells and drums.

The handwriting pen walks the dragon and snake, the strokes are hard, one horizontal and one vertical gives people the feeling of perseverance, neither small nor complicated, when he saw the words, Xi Juan praised a sentence in his heart, when he saw the whole poem, it was a long-term military career, and he couldn't help but have a trace of the thoughts that a little daughter should have, and his face was slightly red.

Xiaoqing also gasped at this time, looking at the pink that appeared on Xi Juan's face, she couldn't help but quip: "Miss, that Lord Zhang likes you!" ”

Xi Juan's heart was full of waves, but he didn't show his expression on the surface, and quickly calmed down and said, "I'm not a coward, I don't dare to say it to my face, and I like it!" ”

Xiaoqing snatched the paper with a smile and said, "Then Miss, since you don't like it, then I'll tear it up for you!" ”

Xi Juan held back a trace of confusion and said, "Tear it up!" ”

"Oh!" Xiaoqing sighed exaggeratedly, and then said, "I really tore it!" ”

Xi Juan finally couldn't help it and interrupted: "Wait, the handwriting is not bad, put it away!" ”

"Hee-hee-!!" Xiaoqing laughed, Xi Juan, who was laughing, was a little annoyed, and said, "Don't go quickly, little girl, it's getting bigger and smaller, be careful that I clean you up!" ”

"Hee-hee-!!" Xiaoqing avoided saying a word and ran out with a grin.

Waiting for Xiaoqing to leave, Xi Juan couldn't help but be in a daze, no one had ever confessed to her, and even most of the time she regarded herself as a man, mingling with her subordinates and treating her as a brother. Only in the dead of night will I accidentally remember that I am a woman.

Zhang Yuan's poems undoubtedly touched her heart.

Xi Juan was a little shy, and then a little annoyed: "Damn guy, I kindly taught you the family heirloom martial arts, and you wrote such a letter to repay me, see how I clean you up next time!! ’

At this time, Zhang Yuan felt extremely sorry for his ghostly thing, he had never done such a thing, and he never thought that he would do such a bold thing, the whole person was a little distracted, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

The spring rain fell in a trickling stream, once again enveloping the whole land in rain.

Zhang Yuan held the black brocade, under the rain, seemed to be much more sober, recalling his previous scenes, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but laugh dumbly: 'Ha, if you write, you write, if you love, you love, you want to do so much, you don't like a man!" It's a shame to be thrown home! ’

Zhang Yuan's whole spirit was shocked, he left the emotion of gain and loss behind, took a deep breath, smelled the fragrance of spring, and strode towards the post station with black brocade.

At this time, because of his letter, a young girl's heart was as calm as water.

ps: Because of the rewriting of the old book, the editor in charge said that there was no recommendation, which means that my book lagged behind other books from the beginning, but it doesn't matter, who let me TJ? It's a punishment! I hope you can collect more and put me up, so that I can put this book on the shelves without recommendation. It seems that I heard that it takes 5,000 collections to put it on the shelves, and now only one-tenth of it has been completed, brothers, come on! It's a xiexie here!