Don't be defensive girl, I'm blind

Chapter 58
Xu Ruyan really wanted to explain to Xue Mu.

In fact, she really doesn't like to watch those romantic things.

She was afraid that Xue Mu would think that she was a woman who didn't love herself.

After all, in this conservative atmosphere, women should learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and know the theory of calligraphy. How can they read these romance scripts? !

It's just that Xue Mu is not a person of this era, so he thinks this is normal.

Romance between men and women is what young people should do.

If you don't do it at this age, when will you do it?

It's like some boys secretly watching martial arts scenes where men and women move, just out of curiosity.

After all, everyone is a gentleman, how could it be just to vent their desires.

More is to explore the profound meaning of it.

So Xue Mu thinks this is very common.

He said with a smile: "Actually, it's okay, I can understand, and I also like listening to other people's novels."

"My lord, you like it too?" Xu Ruyan was a little surprised.

"Do you have pens and ink in your room?" Xue Mu asked.

Xu Ruyan nodded: "Yes."

Xue Mu couldn't see it, so it might be difficult to write the novel down.

At this time, a ghostwriter is needed.

And Xu Ruyan is undoubtedly the best candidate.

She has read many story books.

And under Xu Jie's teaching, he has been able to read and write since he was a child.

The ability to express words must also be strong.

The point is, she has a good memory.

She said it herself, she didn't even need to repeat it, she could completely write out what she just said.

So he said, "then go to your room."

Xu Ruyan was stunned for a moment, then blushed and said, "Okay."

Soon, she led Xue Mu into her room.

Xue Mu has been in since the time he moved.

He never entered again.

After all, it's not good for a big man to enter a woman's boudoir.

After Xu Ruyan entered the room, she began to lay out paper, picked up a pen and said, "My lord, I'm ready."

"Ah."

Xue Mu sat in front of her and asked, "Why don't you just tell me a novel you like to read on weekdays?"

"Ah?" Xu Ruyan was a little embarrassed, but she still opened a story book, looked at the story inside, and whispered: "This story book tells the story of a general who fell in love with a princess, and then His Majesty bestowed a marriage. together"

"That's it?"

"Uh-huh."

Xue Mu couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that this plot should be conflicted or not, whether it should be expected or not.

There is simply no way to make readers have the urge to read on.

So he said, "Then let me tell a story about a scholar and a former prime minister's daughter today."

"Scholar, Xiangguo's daughter?" Xu Ruyan's eyes widened.

"A long time ago, a former dynasty, Cui Xiangguo, died of illness. His wife, Mrs. Zheng, took her daughter Yingying, maid Hongniang, and Tong Huanlang with a group of more than 30 people to protect Xiangguo's coffin and return to Boling, Hebei for burial."

"There is an obstacle on the way, so I will temporarily stay at Pujiu Temple in Hezhong Prefecture."

"At this time, the scholar Zhang Gong went to Chang'an to rush for the exam."

It is naturally impossible for Xue Mu to read the original works of "The Romance of the West Chamber" one by one.

He can only tell the story well.

And Xu Ruyan has a good memory, she can express the content in words after listening to it once.

Just like that, Xue Mu read.

Xu Ruyan memorized.

Suddenly, she said: "This Mrs. Cui is too bad!"

Xue Mu smiled and said, "You can't write a book with personal emotions."

"My lord, did you tell me that the scholar and Yingying were together in the end?" Xu Ruyan seemed to want to know the ending of the story.

Xue Mu nodded: "Don't worry, we will be together in the end."

"That's good!"

Xu Ruyan happily continued writing.

In one night, Xue Mu told more than half of the story.

Xu Ruyan also wrote more than half of it.

He was worried that Xu Ruyan was a little tired, so he suggested: "Why don't we talk about it tomorrow."

"it is good!"

Xu Ruyan looked at the paper full of writing, and couldn't help reading: "The little scholar's surname is Zhang, his first name is Gong, and his style name is Junrui. Wandering, unsuccessful in fame, wandering in all directions"

Xue Mu was a little surprised.

The text written by Xu Ruyan is almost the same as the original!

Talented women are talented women.

Xu Ruyan said nervously, "My lord, how is my writing?"

"It's well written. I'll take this manuscript out for publication tomorrow and see if they are willing to print and sell it."

"Good!~"

Xu Ruyan immediately asked again: "My lord, why do you have these stories? Are you listening to some storyteller?"

"Haha, no, when I was young, I listened to a teacher under the tree." Xue Mu made an excuse casually.

Xu Ruyan also envied for this: "It's great, I stayed in the mansion every day when I was a child, and I also want to go out and see it."

"In the future, if we have the opportunity, we will also travel around." Xue Mu said with a smile.

"Really?!" Xu Ruyan was excited.

But in the next second, she still shook her head: "No, before that, I must clear my father's grievances. I firmly believe that he is a good person."

"Okay then, after you clear up your father's grievances, then go travel around."

"it is good!"

Xu Ruyan saw that Xue Mu had such a high opinion of her writing, so she took out the poems she had written before.

She said excitedly: "Master, how about I read the poem I wrote to you?"

"Okay, read it."

"The autumn wind blows gradually, and the family and the country are all sad.

The rivers and mountains are not today, and the wind and rain are never forgotten.

The blue sky can't cover it, and the red sun is still shining.

Wish to be strong in the face of danger, Xiao Yong will never forget. "

After Xu Ruyan finished reading, she asked cautiously, "My lord, what do you think?"

"How can you, a girl, write such frustrated family and country feelings?" Xue Mu couldn't help laughing.

"My father taught me to care about my family and the country and the world since I was a child. No matter how much I have ability, I must do something for the people in the world."

As Xu Ruyan spoke, she became a little discouraged and said, "It's a pity that I haven't done anything well until now. Now that the Daqing Dynasty has lost external wars and the internal court is in chaos, so I wrote this poem."

"If you can think that way, you are already better than most people." Xue Mu comforted.

Xu Ruyan raised her head and asked curiously: "My lord, you are very knowledgeable, why don't you write a poem for Ruyan to study?"

Xue Mu shook his head, "I'm just a rough person, as thick as I want, how can I write poetry."

"My lord, just sing one song." Xu Ruyan didn't look as stiff as before, instead she started acting like a little girl.

Xue Mu thought for a while, and finally said: "Since you wrote a poem about family and country feelings, then I will write a poem about love between men and women."

"Red beans are born in southern China, and a few branches are born in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. "

While Xue Mu was reading, Xu Ruyan was recording.

But when she wrote the poem halfway, her expression became surprised.

this one.

What a poem.
　Don't check Baidu, ask questions on the spot, the title, author, and dynasty of Hongdousheng Nanguo!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)