Yipin Village Girl: Pick up an emperor to farm

Chapter 200 What's the Scenery Outside?
"How's the scenery outside?" Feng Xingyun asked her suddenly and casually.In fact, it is winter now, and the vegetation is all ruined, covered with dry ashes, they have just left for a short time, and have not yet reached the town, so there is no good scenery to see, she poked her head outside, purely because of the wind and the cold.

The reason why Feng Xingyun asked this question was on purpose. In fact, he felt that she didn't behave like a village girl at all, and she didn't look like a rich lady from a wealthy family. He suspected that she was a spy, not because she had saved his life, he knew her well.It was because he trusted her by feeling.She should be a pure and kind girl.Will not take the initiative to harm people.

And she has unique insights, so he really wants to know what she thinks about Xifeng Nation.

"Hmm! The scenery outside is beautiful!" After hearing this, Lu Xuening poked her head from side to side and said, this section of the road has not left the vicinity of Yinqi Mountain, and it is still a gravel road.It is true that there is nothing else to see except the mountains.She just answered casually intentionally or unintentionally, and still stuck her head out to look out. Xiao Shunzi couldn't sit still, and wanted to look out, but was stopped.

Feng Xingyun said: "The door is dangerous, if you want to see it, just look through the window."

Then he asked Lu Xuening amusedly, "Tell me, what's so unique about the scenery?"

Can she tell a flower in this depressed winter?

"The peaks and mountains are like gatherings, the waves are like fury, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road."

For some reason, Lu Xuening popped out this poem.Can't remember who wrote it.

But Ning Yuantang, who was driving the car in front, patted his legs repeatedly when he heard it.

"Good poetry! Ah Ning, you are so talented! I admire you so much!"

And Feng Xingyun who was sitting in the carriage couldn't help being startled when he heard her words, he saw his hands stiffen, his eyes flashed with astonishment, this little girl is really suspicious, she can even compose poems.Is she a country girl?
"Ah Ning, can you compose poetry?"

Lu Xuening immediately blushed and explained, "How can I compose poetry! Someone else wrote it. I memorized it randomly."

Even if the poem is not from here, she is too embarrassed to pretend to be it.

"Others' poems? Why haven't I heard of them? Whose poems are they?" Feng Xingyun asked, even if they memorized other people's poems, it was very strange. It's not that people in Xifeng don't pay attention to prose, but because of constraints, most farmers struggle There is no chance to read and write on the line of food and clothing.It is generally because of being too poor. Just imagine that boys in rural areas who are patriarchal can't afford to go to school, let alone girls?So she is not only literate, but also can recite poems, isn't it strange, and he has never heard of this poem before!
"...I don't remember." Lu Xuening was sweating, she really didn't remember, when she was studying, she memorized so many ancient poems in Chinese class, how many years have passed, how can she still remember whose poems it is!It's not as popular as Li Bai's poems.

"I don't remember, it's a pity, it's really a good poem." Even Ning Yuantang, who was born as a general, thought it was good. It must be a good poem. Strong, the last sentence seems to be related to marching and fighting, just a few sentences are very shocking!Reminiscent of military life.

"Good Ah Ning, think about it again, who wrote such a good poem, I am so knowledgeable that I haven't heard it? It's really uncomfortable not to listen to it all!" Ning Yuantang turned her head and begged her.

(End of this chapter)