Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 115
Zhu Ming kept Miao's mother's words in mind, and immediately responded: "Yes, I am a scholar."

Lanning said, "Let's sit down and talk."

Zhu Ming nodded, slowly controlled his excitement, and sat down.

Lan Ning poured him a glass of wine, and asked, "What kind of books do you usually read, Young Master?"

Book?What kind of books did he read, and he didn't know a few words, so he replied with a smile: "Whatever, read everything."

Seeing that he didn't drink, Lan Ning asked again, "Why doesn't your lord drink?"

Zhu Ming responded, "You rarely drink?"

Lan Ning smiled sweetly: "Young master is very disciplined, why not make an exception today."

"it is good."

Zhu Mingying was about to pick up the glass, but Lan Ning stopped him and said, "Let's not drink this wine for now, it won't be too late to drink it later when I feel like it."

"How about it, I just happened to write a poem a few days ago, please comment on it."

Zhu Ming said, "Where is it?" At this time, it was Lanning who asked and responded, and his mind did not belong to him.

"Isn't it the wine glass?"

As Lan Ning said, he removed the wine glass, and there was a piece of paper on the table, on which was written a poem of Qijue: The blush is not in the wind, and the lotus stands in the green under the reflection.I even want him to face the mountains and share the water, how to use his wings to find the east wind.

Zhu Ming couldn't read big characters, so he didn't know what was written on it, so he nodded pretendingly and said: Very good, especially the writing is very good, it's better than I expected. "He was really short of words, so he simply paraphrased what Xia'er praised Xie Fu for his good handwriting that day.

Lan Ning was curious, I asked you to comment on the poems, how did you pronounce the words, listened to his praise, but didn't think too much, "Young master, this poem has not been titled yet, please give it a title."

This Qijue poem is written by Xia Jing, but I don't know if this son can read his thoughts from the words.

Zhu Ming was dumbfounded all of a sudden, this was embarrassing for him, and he really didn't know how to deal with it. Lan Ning had already raised his sleeves and rubbed his slender fingers with an attitude that could not be refused.

Zhu Ming looked at this pair of snow-white soft clothes, and lost his soul for a while, wishing to reach out and touch them lightly, to feel what it was like.

Lan Ning said softly: "My lord, the ink has been researched, please name it."

Zhu Ming listened to the beautiful Yingying, his body and mind seemed to be under control, he reached out to grab the pen, his mind was still a little clear, thinking about what excuses to use to prevaricate her.

The moment Lan Ning saw Zhu Ming grabbing the pen, his expression was surprised, the young master did not hold the pen, but held the pen directly in his hand with five fingers together, like a man wielding a stick, and said in surprise: "Sir, what are you doing? "

As if Zhu Ming didn't know that he had shown his feet, he replied, "Let me think about it again."

Lan Ning thought that his eyes were dazzled, but when he took a closer look, he saw that the hands were thick and rough, with mud on the edges of the nails, they were clearly the hands of a common man.

Burning incense and washing hands is the most basic thing for a literati, how can there be mud and dirt under the nails.

Lan Ning asked, "My lord, did you really guess my lantern riddle?"

"Forehead……"

It was Zhu Ming's hesitation, which could not be hidden from Lan Ning's insightful eyes.

Lan Ning was suddenly angry in his heart, stood up suddenly, raised his hand and was about to curse angrily, but finally restrained himself and did not explode.

Zhu Ming was completely unaware that he had shown his feet. Seeing Lan Ning's strange behavior, he asked curiously, "Miss Lan Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Ning only felt the incomparable sarcasm of the call of Mrs. Lan Ning. She glanced at Zhu Ming with a disdainful expression, and walked out of the room with a sneer.

Zhu Ming wanted to catch up with the questioning, but he was afraid of Lan Ning's cold back, so he sat in his original position, confused, not knowing how he had offended her.

Ms. Miao had always been a little nervous, thinking that through the bead curtain, as long as Zhu Ming didn't talk much, nothing would go wrong. Suddenly, she saw Lan Ning walking quickly with a cold face and anger, and said in her heart: "It's broken, this Silly Xiaoer will not treat my place as a brothel, and make fun of Lan Ning."

Mother Miao hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, "Lanning, what's the matter?"

Lan Ning had a pretty face, "I hate people cheating on me the most!" After speaking, he left angrily.

Watching Lan Ning off, Ms. Miao hurried to find Zhu Ming.

Zhu Ming was still thinking about where to make Miss Lanning angry, when he suddenly heard the sound of the door being pushed, he stood up abruptly, turned his head and cheered: "Miss Lanning."

It was Mama Miao who came, and Zhu Ming asked, "Mama Miao, why are you here?"

The visitor was a guest, not to mention taking his money, although Miao's mother felt resentful, she didn't want to get angry, and said softly: "Young Master Zhu, Lan Ning has gone back, you should go too."

Zhu Ming asked: "Why did Miss Lanning leave suddenly? She seems to be very angry. Mom, is it me..."

Mother Miao interrupted: "I told you all, she turned her back when she said she would turn her back, the ghost knows what you did to make her unhappy, let's go." A little impatient, she stretched out her hand to pull.

"Wait a minute", Zhu Ming started to roll up the "Qijue" on the table and stuffed it into his clothes, intending to take it back and study it carefully, so that he can respond in the future and make Mrs. Lanning treat him differently.

Zhu Ming asked the reason all the way, but Miao's mother was one head and two older at the moment, and she didn't bother to respond, until she sent Zhu Ming outside the building, she said: "Young master Zhu, you have listened to the piano and met people, and your wish is fulfilled." , don’t think about it any more.”

Zhu Ming has tasted the sweetness, how can he listen to it, especially when Lan Ning praised him, it made him fascinated, and he replied: "Mother Miao. I will come."

Mother Miao chuckled and did not respond.

Zhu Ming stood at the gate of Huiyingyuan, staring at it in a daze, as if reminiscing, as if dazed, as if annoyed, until the cock crowed, and then reluctantly returned home.

……

Before evening, Xie Fu brought porridge to the study where Tantai Heqing was.

He also came yesterday, but he didn't wait for Tantai Heqing to come back. Today he met Butler Kong and after asking, he found out that Tantai Heqing came back almost late at night yesterday.

Tantai Crane's love is different from ordinary ladies of great families. She is not married, but she often shows her face in public, and she even has the name of Mrs. Xiaohe outside.

But Xie Fu has always treated Tantai Heqing as a dignified lady, and when facing Tantai Heqing, his words and deeds have always been treated as a lady of everyone.

This is a respect for Miss Tantai Heqing's identity, and it is also a disdain for Mrs. Xiaohe's reputation.

And Xie Fu is warm to Xia'er and Xiaoqiu, and regards them as friends, so his behavior and words are more casual.

Facing such a beautiful Suzhou woman as Tantai Heqing, if she said she was ruthless, she would be deceiving herself.

It's just that it's not clear how much of this love is the desire of men and women, and how much of sincerity.

Flowers bloom in order to bear fruit, and a flower that does not bear fruit becomes a failed flower.

In other words, it bears fruit, which is also a bitter fruit,

The more you care, the more reserved you are.

If there is no bottom line to let go of one's desires, Xie Fu is always in the brothel, and he has long been romantic.

This is also the reason why the Xie family regards the precept of sexual intercourse as the first major precept.

Stop at ritual and stop at desire, it is just about love.

　Ask for recommendation, ask for investment.

　　


(End of this chapter)