The two chatted for a while, and the second lady seemed to open up the conversation, asking him where the fairyland was, where he studied, and why he came to Xiao's house to be a servant.
Lin Wanrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this Xiao Yushuang was a weird elf despite her young age, she could ask all kinds of strange questions, she was more paparazzi than paparazzi.
After chatting for a while, seeing that her injury was getting better and she was able to stand up and walk slowly by herself, Lin Wanrong was so convinced that she ignored Xiao Yushuang's persuasion, took her leave and fled. He really couldn't stand this little girl's detailed interrogation, so he would rather have a fight with that general Zhenyuan.
Back at the lodging place, there was no sign of Uncle Fu. Lin Wanrong secretly hated this old man who betrayed himself to Xiao Yushuang. Thinking about the experience I had with Miss Xiao Er today, it is really a bit bizarre, and I actually convinced that little girl with the magical skill of spanking. Lin Wanrong had to sigh that his luck was really good.
Early the next morning, when Lin Wanrong arrived at the study, he saw Master Biao holding a pair of words in his hand: "My boy, so you are hiding something."
Lin Wanrong didn't know what he meant, so she smiled and said, "But I don't know what the young master asked?"
Young Master Biao threw the calligraphy and painting in his hand to Lin Wanrong and said, "Look for yourself."
This is a piece of fine rice paper, through which the brush and ink spread out, and the tendons are clearly visible. The handwriting on the paper is graceful and dignified, and compared with Dong Qiaoqiao's, it is really beautiful. One can tell that it is written by a woman, and the content of the calligraphy and painting is exactly the poem that Lin Wanrong recited yesterday.
Only Lin Wanrong and Xiao Yushuang knew this poem, needless to say, it was naturally written by Miss Xiao Er. I didn't expect that girl to write so beautifully even though she was eccentric and savage at a young age. I really underestimated her before.
"My cousin gave this to me today. She said it was done by you. Lin San, I didn't see it. You still have such ability, but I underestimated you." The young master Biao said angrily. He has read the poems several times, but he didn't expect that a servant would have these abilities, so how could he not be annoyed. He knows his own affairs, and if he had such talent, he would have to be reincarnated in his next life.
Mr. Xixi bowed deeply to Lin Wanrong and said: "It turns out that Mr. is such a hidden talent, the student has been taught."
Lin Wanrong hurriedly said: "How can this be done? Wansheng is only an occasional income, so how can he be such a great gift from Mr."
This Mr. Xixi is also a real person. Seeing that other people's knowledge is higher than his own, it is not in vain for him to study.
Originally, I just wanted to fool the little girl, but who knew that the little girl was so impatient, making Lin Wanrong a young bird, Lin Wanrong was very upset. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is interesting, this little girl is clearly trying to embarrass me on purpose.
Rejecting Mr. Xixi's strong invitation to study together, Lin Wanrong felt great hatred in his heart. Xiao Yushuang, that girl, isn't she playing tricks on herself? She clearly knows that she is not interested in these poems, but she still wants to publicize them like this? Wasn't spanking her little bottom yesterday enough
Seeing that Master Biao was still looking sullen, Lin Wanrong hastily approached him and said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, in fact, I copied this poem."
Young Master Biao's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Lin Wanrong nodded solemnly and said: "Of course. Think about it, how can I, a low-class servant, do a good poem that your wise and powerful young master can't write?"
Young Master Biao nodded and said: "That's true." Then he seemed to remember something and said: "Lin San, where did you copy this poem from? Do you have an anthology?"
As soon as this young master rolled his eyes, Lin Wanrong knew what shit he was going to do. Needless to say, he must have been planning to plagiarize. A kid from a rich family like him has no motivation to study, and he has a lot of kung fu in crooked ways.
Lin Wanrong blinked and said: "These are all made by talented scholars in my hometown. I probably haven't heard of them here, and there are no anthologies." Seeing the deep disappointment on Young Master Biao's face, Lin Wanrong changed his tone: "However, I do remember a lot."
Master Biao turned from worry to joy and said, "Lin San, do you really remember?"
Lin Wanrong said: "I don't remember much, but it is enough for you, young master. Young master, don't worry, with me here, I guarantee that the two ladies will look at you with admiration."
This sentence was right in the heart of Young Master Biao, and the gratitude in Young Master Biao's heart was beyond words.
Lin Wanrong said a few more words softly, Young Biao's face was full of joy, he chanted back and forth, it took him a long time to fully memorize it, and he held Lin Wanrong's hand even more tightly, and he was already completely surrendered to his selflessness .
While the two of them were talking, they saw Miss Xiao Er pushed the door and walked in with a smile on her face, and said to her husband, "Hello, sir."
Lin Wanrong saw that she was having some trouble walking, and knew that her injuries from yesterday hadn't completely healed, so she thought to herself, I have to teach this girl a lesson today, so that she won't leak my secrets everywhere.
Mr. Xixi hurriedly returned the salute, Xiao Yushuang turned her head, glanced at Lin Wanrong, but touched her buttocks unconsciously, obviously she still had a fresh memory of his roughness yesterday.
Lin Wanrong smiled secretly, telling your little girl to play tricks again, he pretended to salute Xiao Yushuang respectfully: "Morning, Second Miss."
Xiao Yushuang snorted lightly, pouted her mouth and looked at him, her face was a little shy, but she didn't speak to him, she said directly to Guo Wuchang: "Cousin Guo, are you so early today?"
Young Master Biao saw that Second Miss took the initiative to talk to him, and hurriedly said happily: "Second Cousin, I have been waiting for you here."
"What are you waiting for me to do?" Second Miss asked strangely.
Young Master Biao said: "I wrote a new poem for my cousin yesterday, and today I want to ask my cousin to teach me something."
As soon as he said this, not only the second lady, but even Mr. Xixi was a little surprised. This young master Biao is good at anything, but he can't write poetry.
The second lady covered her small mouth and giggled, "Don't be Guan Jujiu again, are you?"
The young master Biao sneered and said: "Where is the cousin talking, I was joking with my cousin yesterday. In fact, I already have a good sentence."
Young Master Biao stomped two steps, shook his jade fan lightly, and chanted resemblingly: "In the middle of the day in the Jade Tower, there is music and music, and the wind sends the concubines laughing and talking.
The shadow of the moon hall opens to hear the leak of the night, and the curtain of water essence rolls near the autumn river. "
The second lady and Mr. Xixi were a little stunned. They obviously didn't expect such a good poem to come from the mouth of Young Master Biao. One must know that he only had six orifices through seven orifices yesterday, but how could he have such talent today
Although Xiao Yushuang is young, she has an exquisite mind. Thinking of Lin Wanrong's outstanding performance yesterday, she couldn't help but look at this villain. Lin San shook his head and chanted slowly, seeming to be obsessed with the beautiful words of Young Master Biao .
Is this poem really written by my cousin? Although there was a big question mark in Xiao Yushuang's heart, but Lin Wanrong's expression was normal, and he couldn't see anything for a while.
Mr. Xixi clapped his hands and said: "Master Biao, with your two words, you are simply an amazing talent. I will report the good news to Madam."
Master Biao hastily pulled him back and said: "Sir, don't be in a hurry, after I have achieved fame, I will report to my aunt to know about it."