"Fuzzy, don't be rude!" Kong Nanwu gave the little fox angrily, then looked at Zuan apologetically with a pair of beautiful eyes, "Excuse me, Grandpa, I have no rules for this girl. By the way, I ask myself too. I have read a lot of books, but I never seem to have heard of this "Liao Zhai". I don't know where the son found it?"
Zuan doesn’t care about the offense of the little fox. Who makes her look so cute now? Rua: "This book is about an old gentleman named Pu Songling I met in my early years. He told me many weird stories. , I specially remembered it and recorded it, and gave it to the girl, I hope you like it."
During the day when he was bored in the East Palace, he began to think about preparing gifts to thank Kong Nanwu for his help. After thinking about it, he thought of this Liao Zhai. In the Liao Zhai, it is not all kinds of spirits or stories about ghosts and humans. The other party is Yaozu, I think it should be very good to their taste.
Because of the limited time, he only copied a small part, let's talk about the rest later.
Kong Nanwu looked surprised: "It turns out that it was written by the son himself. This is a rare calligraphy..."
While she was talking, she picked up the pamphlet and checked it. The smile on her face instantly froze, because the words on it... were really ugly.
Of course, objectively speaking, the words written on it are within the scope of ordinary people, but her vision is so good, she usually appreciates the works of famous artists, and these words are unsightly compared with those.
Zuan's old face was hot, and he coughed unnaturally: "Girl take your time. If you have something to do at the next house, let's say goodbye."
After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to stay, and left as if he had escaped.
The little fox curled his lips: "This guy has self-knowledge, and this word is simply blemishes his eyes."
Nan Kaoru leaned over and smoked, and couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling: "It's really ugly."
"Compared with his literary talent, it really doesn't match well. It's no wonder that he had to ghost writers to write poems before." Kong Nanwu couldn't help smiling, while flipping through the pamphlet.
Flipping through the face that hadn't cared very much, showing a few hints of surprise and solemnity, and then flipping faster and faster.
The little fox on the side combed his hair messed up by his owner Rua, and said with a groan: "That guy is really funny. The young lady helped him so much, and in the end he gave away a broken book with such ugly writing. "
This is Nan Xun also agreed: "Yes, I also helped him, and I didn't see him give me any gifts. As expected, men are all kind and unjust."
Hearing her sour words, Kong Nanwu sneered: "Who said he didn't give you a gift? Isn't this story written specifically for you?"
Nan Xun was taken aback, leaning over to look at her finger, and what came into view were the characters "A Chinese Ghost Story".
She gave a sigh, and then hurriedly looked down. With her current mental power, she read the book very quickly, and she finished reading soon, her face flushed and shame, and she was obviously in a particularly agitated mood.
At this time Kong Nanwu snorted: "What does this old Black Mountain demon he wrote about, do I have such a vicious and vicious image in his heart?"
Nan Xun immediately spoke for Zuan: "Oh, the ancestor said, this is not written by him, it is a story told by an old gentleman I met before."
"Fortunately, you used to be a concubine in the palace and a spy trained by the emperor. How can you be so naive?" Kong Nanwu looked angrily, "Although I don't say I have read all the books in the world, I have read a lot. But this "Liao Zhai" is unheard of."
"Maybe that Pu Songling hasn't made it out yet, so the book's reputation is not obvious?" Nan Kaoru gave a guess.
Kong Nanwu shook his head: "Impossible, how can someone who can write this book have great talents, how can they not be famous? And the writing of this book is completely different from the mainstream writing in the world, which is refreshing, except for him. Other than talent, no one else can write it."
"Miss, you said that Pu Songling is the pseudonym of the grandson?" Nan Xun was surprised and delighted, "but why does he use the pseudonym?"
"I took a look at it. Many stories in it mentioned the love between monsters and people of the monster race. The lines between the lines are full of sympathy and appreciation for the women of the monster race. Maybe he is a court official and I don't want to because of this book. Be criticized by political opponents." Kong Nanwu's face was a little bit of joy, "Last time he said, "Poor riverside has no fixed bones, he is like a man in a deep boudoir dream." I know that he is like ordinary humans. It's not the same. Now, when I look at it, he really has no prejudice against the people of our monster race."
Hearing her complimenting Zuan, Nan Xun was inexplicably happy, and said happily: "Grandpa is a strange man in the world..."
As she spoke, her face suddenly blushed, and she secretly added, no matter what.
The little fox on the side pouted and said, "I think that guy has bad intentions and deliberately wrote about the love and love between the monster and the human race. Don't you make it clear that you are seduce the young lady?"
Kong Nanwu was startled, his cheeks gradually rose with a pink color: "Don't talk nonsense, he also wrote fox stories in these stories, is he also trying to seduce you?"
"Is there really a fox?" The little fox with a look of contempt at the beginning jumped up when he heard this, and ran to read the book with relish.
Kong Nanwu was anxious: "Hey, don't grab it, I haven't finished it yet."
"I also want to watch, I also want to watch~" Nan Kaoru also leaned forward, and the master and servants quickly became a group.
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Zuan got out of Red Sleeve, and when he got home, the servant at home told him: "Master, you have finally come back. The third son has come to you several times."
The servants of the mansion are basically from the Chu family, so they call Chu Youzhao naturally the son of the son.
"What is she looking for me for?" Zuan asked curiously.
"It seems to want to come to you for a copy of calligraphy. He stayed here late last night and didn't want to go back. He has been waiting for you. Later, the Qin family came and took him back. He waited here again this morning. You are a long time." The servant replied.
Zuan's eyelids jumped, and his "calligraphy" was laughed at by a few women just now. He is so embarrassed to write down his reputation now.
"understood."
There have been so many things in the past two days that I have a lot of headaches, and I really don't have any thoughts to deal with children.
He was about to turn around and leave, and suddenly heard the servant say: "By the way, the third son seems to have mentioned that the eldest lady asked him to give him something to the young master..."
"You didn't say it earlier!" Zuan hurried out with a black line, curious in his heart that there has been no news of Chu Yan for a long time, and I don't know how she is now.
Halfway through, Zuan thought that You Zhao's girl had waited so long for these two skies, and there must be some resentment in his heart.
Of course, no matter what calligraphy is, he also knows that Chu Youzhao's temperament is completely disinterested in calligraphy and so on, and it is completely a whim to come and ask for calligraphy.
Thinking of the other party's playful temperament, he ran to the street and bought a lot of gadgets such as mud puppets, nine chains, bamboo dragonflies, lanterns, shadow puppets, and so on, and then ran to Qin's house to look for her.
In the past, most people in the Qin Mansion were closed doors, but now the people in the Qin Mansion saw him as if they were seeing a distinguished guest. The Qin family brothers warmly entertained him, hushing and asking for warmth by his side, for fear that there will be some imperfect hospitality.
After finally dismissing the two brothers, Zuan finally arrived at Chu Youzhao's room. Chu Youzhao was seen by most people as a man, so naturally there was nothing to avoid.
At first, Chu Youzhao saw that he was still puffing up his cheeks and pretending to ignore him, but when the other party took out a bunch of weird gadgets, he was immediately attracted.
She listened enthusiastically to Zuan's explanation of how to play with these things, and her eyes suddenly became red when she was playing with them: "I was raised as a boy since I was a kid. I have never played with these things, and I am eager and dare not say it. Only brother-in-law, you are the best to me."
Zuan was startled, but she didn't expect that she seemed happy, but in fact, these years passed so depressively: "Don't be sad, what you want in the future, brother-in-law secretly bought it for you to play with."
"Brother-in-law is the best!" Chu Youzhao hugged her arm and smiled like a crescent moon.
Zuan pulled out his hand silently, and this little Nizi didn't know how to avoid suspicion.
At this time, she heard her say: "Brother-in-law, accompany me to kick the shuttlecock. On weekdays, I don't dare to ask a maid to play this."
Zuan: "..."
Who is the big man kicking the shuttlecock
He just wanted to refuse, but seeing the watery pleading in the other's eyes, his heart softened and he agreed.
"By the way, my sister has a letter for you, you can play with me after reading it." Chu Youzhao patted his head, hurried into the house, and quickly took out a letter.
Zuan turned to the envelope and looked at her suspiciously: "You didn't peek, did you?"
"Of course not!" Chu Youzhao jumped up, then looked around unnaturally.
Zuan: "..."
Yes, your expression has completely betrayed you.
When he opened the envelope, his expression suddenly became serious.