Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 119 Sending Letters
"Send a letter? Send a letter?" Zhu Ming muttered, as if looking for some inspiration, and then said: "But I don't want her to know who I am."

Xie Fu asked again: "Is it far away?"

Zhu Ming immediately said: "Not far, very close."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "If it's not far away, I can do it for you."

Zhu Ming blurted out: "Okay." Suddenly worried about something, he waved his hand and said: "No, no, how can I bother you."

"It's ok."

Zhu Ming smiled and said, "Xie Fu, is there any other way?"

Xie Fu said: "I'm a little confused, I don't know what you want to do at all? How can I figure out a way for you."

After Zhu Ming hesitated for a while, he said, "I can tell you, but you have to keep it a secret for me, and you can't make fun of me."

Xie Fu replied: "Yes."

Zhu Ming said while thinking: "It's like this, uh... I like a person, and I have a lot of things in my heart that I want to tell her, uh... She has a special status, I can't get close to her, and I'm afraid she will look down on her I, I... I don't want her to know who I am for the time being, I want to wait until one day she really understands me and knows my goodness, and then tell her who I am. "

Zhu Ming didn't express it very clearly, and wanted to cover up something, but Xie Fu heard the general idea, and persuaded: "Zhu Ming, since you can't even get close to her, I hope you can think about it, even if you A piece of true love may not have a good result.”

Faithful words are always hard to hear, Zhu Ming listened to this kind of persuasion, just felt that Xie Fu was cursing him, and said displeasedly: "I asked you to find a way, not to teach me, you just say you can't do anything." , you don’t need to worry about the rest.”

It is useless to persuasion on many things. Only after suffering a lot, will you retreat in spite of the difficulties. Xie Fu smiled and said, "What's so difficult about it?"

Zhu Ming happily said: "What way?"

Xie Fu said: "In ancient times, there were swan geese who passed on letters, and now there are flying pigeons to express love. You can buy a pigeon and train it for a while."

Zhu Ming suddenly realized: "Yes, pigeons can deliver letters without meeting each other. The government often uses pigeons to deliver letters. Why didn't I think of such a simple method."

Xie Fu smiled. Although it is simple, not everyone can think of it. This is the accumulation of life experience. How can you think of something that you have never thought about before.

Zhu Ming suddenly said again: "It's easy to buy pigeons, but I don't know how to make pigeons deliver letters."

"The pigeon will return to the nest, no matter how far it flies, it will eventually return to the nest, but it needs training to send the letter to the place it wants to send. Feed the pigeons food in a place, and the pigeons will develop the habit over time..."

Xie Fu explained the training methods of homing pigeons in detail.

Zhu Ming frowned and said, "But how long will the training be?"

Xie Fu knew what Zhu Ming was thinking, and said with a smile, "If it is far away, it will take several months; if it is close, three or four days will be enough."

Zhu Ming was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Thank you, Fu, thank you."

Zhu Ming immediately regained his energy and left in a hurry, fearing that he might have gone to buy pigeons.

Xie Fu came to the riverside again, the familiar singing voice did not come as promised, Qinglian always came earlier than him, maybe Qinglian would not come today, but Xie Fu still waited until the time came. return.

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Back in a small courtyard in Yingyuan, a woman was lying lazily on a stone couch in the pavilion.

She was wearing a moon-white tulle skirt, and her legs were faintly visible under the gauze.

She wears a light-colored double-breasted long gown, which is only slightly closed up to the slim waist, revealing a tunic embroidered with wisteria patterns.

These clothes seem to be casual, but compared to the chest-length underskirts popular among noble women in Chang'an, it is a bit more of the misty rain unique to Jiangnan women.

With her legs slightly bent, she was lying on her side, half of her arm was used as a pillow to support her head, and the other hand was holding the cattail fan, but she didn't bother to move it.

A pair of autumn waves slightly looked at the lotus pond next to the pavilion. The lotus in the pond was in full bloom, and the breeze was blowing, and there was a burst of lotus fragrance.

Her delicate face is brighter than the lotus blooming in the pond. This beautiful and charming woman is Lan Ning, the oiran lady who returned to Yingyuan.

As an oiran lady, Lanning enjoys one pavilion and one yard to herself. The yard is not too big, and the pavilions and pavilions are complete, which can be regarded as the treatment of a lady.

On the Qili Shantang River, Lanning also has a painting boat of her own.

There is also a house on the other side of Loumen, but it is far away, so I don't often live there.

It was a rare cloudy day today, otherwise Lanning would not have stayed in the yard if it was too early.

The little maid Juan'er walked into the pavilion with a plate of fruit and pastries, and put the plate on the stone table, thinking that Lan Ning was already asleep and didn't make a sound. When she saw Lan Ning's eyes half-closed, she asked aloud : "Miss, how about I get you a pillow."

While speaking, he stepped forward to pick up the long silk hanging on the ground, took the cattail fan in Lanning's hand, and gently fanned her body.

Lan Ning said softly: "No, it's hot, I have to go back to the house."

Until a pigeon called broke the silence of the small courtyard, Lan Ning's long eyelashes moved slightly, but he did not open his eyes.

Juan'er looked at the white pigeon that was pecking at the corner of the wall, and said: "Why does this annoying pigeon come to disturb people's leisure every day, I will call someone to catch it now, and stew it for soup."

Lan Ning's lips moved slightly, "Let it go, a little voice is fine, at least a little angry."

Coo coo coo, the pigeon seemed not afraid of life, and approached the pavilion while pecking. Juan'er scolded the pigeon, "Little bastard, you are quite courageous. Why don't you be rude when you meet my lady oiran."

Lan Ning chuckled lightly: "It's a beast, it would be nice if it could understand people a little bit." After speaking, she sat up and looked at the white pigeon, "Juan'er, bring me a piece of pastry."

Juan'er thought that the young lady wanted to eat, so she took a piece from the plate and handed it to Lan Ning, only to hear the young lady smiled and said: "Don't you want to let it salute? I will let it salute now."

Juan'er looked curious, and saw that the lady broke the pastry in her hand, and threw small pieces at the pigeon. The pigeon moved towards Lanning while pecking at it, as if kowtowing to the lady. .

Juan'er couldn't help laughing and said: "This little bastard has a whole body of bones. When he saw Miss, he couldn't straighten his head, just like those in the market..."

Lanning restrained and interrupted: "Don't mention those people."

Juan'er stuck out her tongue, knowing that Miss was disgusted last time, she didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

This pigeon came often, and it seemed familiar, but it kept getting close to Lan Ning, spread its wings and flew lightly, and its feet landed on Lan Ning's lap.

Juan'er immediately scolded: "The beast is rude, you can actually easily desecrate the jade legs of the oiran lady."

(End of this chapter)