Madame is as charming as a flower
Chapter 2246 The first man?
Chapter 2246 The first man?
"It's still early, so there's no need to worry too much. Let's have a good New Year first." Jin Tingxiao glanced at Shen Lingqi. During this New Year's Eve dinner, he seldom talked and was always thinking about other things.
So after eating the dumplings, he sat aside and meditated.
Seeing that Fu Yuejun was reading all the time, Jin Tingxiao couldn't help but sat over and asked curiously, "What book are you reading so engrossed?"
He glanced at it and saw that there was a five-character poem on the page:
Did not get the same quilt pillow,
Always cherish love.
Who knows that Chuan Shangdu,
The helping hand is others.
Between the lines, I can read the meaning of Fengyue in the poem, but I don't know what the allusion is, Jin Tingxiao smiled: "At this time, you also have the leisure to read the poem, tell me, is there any allusion?"
"This is not a poem written by a Kyushu poet."
Fu Yuejun closed the book, pointed to the words on the cover, and said, "The Tale of Genji was written by Zi Shibu, a female writer in the Heian period of Fusang. It is said that it is Fusang's "Dream of Red Mansions."
She laughed and said, "Actually, this work was written in the ninth century AD, while "Dream of Red Mansions" was created in the eighteenth century AD. For me, "Dream of Red Mansions" should be the "Tale of Genji" in Kyushu."
Jin Tingxiao rubbed his shoulders for him, and said softly: "Didn't you always read our own ancient books, why are you starting to read Fusang's books now?"
"I just suddenly wanted to know more about Fusang's culture. I happened to see this book in the study, so I picked it up and read it." Fu Yuejun said softly. She didn't know much about Fusang's culture. Because of the viciousness Fusang committed, she has always resisted Fusang. culture.
Jin Tingxiao asked: "Do you know the allusion of this poem?"
"It's a coincidence that you asked, I have read some ancient books about Fusang." Fu Yuejun gave Jin Tingxiao a charming look, and said softly: "If you don't know the customs of Fusang, you really can't understand."
Fu Yuejun didn't play tricks on him, and explained: "This is Mr. Guang, lamenting that he can't be with the woman he likes, that he can't live with the same quilt, and that he can't hold this woman's hand to cross the river together after death on the Santu River. I can only watch others lead the woman across the river."
"I know Santuchuan. This is what Fusang said." Jin Tingxiao nodded, but it was actually what they called Wangchuan River.
Fu Yuejun said slowly: "People in Fusang believe that after death, people have to pass through three rivers, and according to the good and evil in life, one of them is designated to cross, and when a woman crosses the river, she must be crossed by her first man, otherwise , will be dragged down by the evil spirits in the river.”
"The first man?" Jin Tingxiao's eyes suddenly flashed a sly light, he squinted his eyes and smiled first, the sly wisdom in the evil eyes was like a sly old fox.
Fu Yuejun knew that his focus must be this, so when she said this, she was also very tangled, so she paused, and then said these four words very quickly.
As a result, this guy still caught the 'key point'.
A shrewd flash of wisdom flashed in Fu Yuejun's eyes, and he deliberately stabbed him and said: "Fortunately, I am not a Fusang woman, otherwise, I would have to soak in the Santu River until my soul was blown away. After all, there are too many women waiting for you by the river, I can't grab them .”
"Haha."
When Jin Tingxiao heard the jealous words, he immediately became happy. A wave of heat gushed out from his chest and rushed to his limbs. He hadn't been so passionate for a long time.
He looked down at Fu Yuejun ambiguously and said with a smile: "Ah Jiu, don't worry, you will always be my first woman."
"Shut up."
Seeing the burning look in Jin Tingxiao's eyes, Fu Yuejun glared at him with a blushing face, and continued: "Anyway, amorous Mr. Guang, I regret that I can't be with his beloved woman, life and death."
(End of this chapter)
"It's still early, so there's no need to worry too much. Let's have a good New Year first." Jin Tingxiao glanced at Shen Lingqi. During this New Year's Eve dinner, he seldom talked and was always thinking about other things.
So after eating the dumplings, he sat aside and meditated.
Seeing that Fu Yuejun was reading all the time, Jin Tingxiao couldn't help but sat over and asked curiously, "What book are you reading so engrossed?"
He glanced at it and saw that there was a five-character poem on the page:
Did not get the same quilt pillow,
Always cherish love.
Who knows that Chuan Shangdu,
The helping hand is others.
Between the lines, I can read the meaning of Fengyue in the poem, but I don't know what the allusion is, Jin Tingxiao smiled: "At this time, you also have the leisure to read the poem, tell me, is there any allusion?"
"This is not a poem written by a Kyushu poet."
Fu Yuejun closed the book, pointed to the words on the cover, and said, "The Tale of Genji was written by Zi Shibu, a female writer in the Heian period of Fusang. It is said that it is Fusang's "Dream of Red Mansions."
She laughed and said, "Actually, this work was written in the ninth century AD, while "Dream of Red Mansions" was created in the eighteenth century AD. For me, "Dream of Red Mansions" should be the "Tale of Genji" in Kyushu."
Jin Tingxiao rubbed his shoulders for him, and said softly: "Didn't you always read our own ancient books, why are you starting to read Fusang's books now?"
"I just suddenly wanted to know more about Fusang's culture. I happened to see this book in the study, so I picked it up and read it." Fu Yuejun said softly. She didn't know much about Fusang's culture. Because of the viciousness Fusang committed, she has always resisted Fusang. culture.
Jin Tingxiao asked: "Do you know the allusion of this poem?"
"It's a coincidence that you asked, I have read some ancient books about Fusang." Fu Yuejun gave Jin Tingxiao a charming look, and said softly: "If you don't know the customs of Fusang, you really can't understand."
Fu Yuejun didn't play tricks on him, and explained: "This is Mr. Guang, lamenting that he can't be with the woman he likes, that he can't live with the same quilt, and that he can't hold this woman's hand to cross the river together after death on the Santu River. I can only watch others lead the woman across the river."
"I know Santuchuan. This is what Fusang said." Jin Tingxiao nodded, but it was actually what they called Wangchuan River.
Fu Yuejun said slowly: "People in Fusang believe that after death, people have to pass through three rivers, and according to the good and evil in life, one of them is designated to cross, and when a woman crosses the river, she must be crossed by her first man, otherwise , will be dragged down by the evil spirits in the river.”
"The first man?" Jin Tingxiao's eyes suddenly flashed a sly light, he squinted his eyes and smiled first, the sly wisdom in the evil eyes was like a sly old fox.
Fu Yuejun knew that his focus must be this, so when she said this, she was also very tangled, so she paused, and then said these four words very quickly.
As a result, this guy still caught the 'key point'.
A shrewd flash of wisdom flashed in Fu Yuejun's eyes, and he deliberately stabbed him and said: "Fortunately, I am not a Fusang woman, otherwise, I would have to soak in the Santu River until my soul was blown away. After all, there are too many women waiting for you by the river, I can't grab them .”
"Haha."
When Jin Tingxiao heard the jealous words, he immediately became happy. A wave of heat gushed out from his chest and rushed to his limbs. He hadn't been so passionate for a long time.
He looked down at Fu Yuejun ambiguously and said with a smile: "Ah Jiu, don't worry, you will always be my first woman."
"Shut up."
Seeing the burning look in Jin Tingxiao's eyes, Fu Yuejun glared at him with a blushing face, and continued: "Anyway, amorous Mr. Guang, I regret that I can't be with his beloved woman, life and death."
(End of this chapter)
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