The light gauze curtains in the house fill the air with a faint fragrance, making people feel relaxed and happy.
“Smells good”
Bai Yang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Qing He in front of him paused for a moment, then continued to move forward, his watery eyes deep and unwavering.
"Isn't it wrong to stump me?"
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Bai Yang opened his eyes a little and continued to ask.
He wanted to use this method to resolve the awkwardness of strangers being alone together, but he was speechless when the other party didn't respond.
Qing He turned around and looked at Bai Yang, her eyes still indifferent, and whispered:
"Master Bai, please sit down. Qinghe has prepared some food and wine. How about letting Qinghe play the piano to entertain Master Bai?"
If the other party doesn't take the move, it can't continue.
He secretly thought that this woman had such a deep heart, and he instantly had a suspicion in his mind.
Bai Yang once again acted against common sense. He opened his eyes like a thief entering the house, looked around and asked:
"This is your boudoir"
"The little girl's simple residence made Bai Shao smile."
Qinghe still had that calm and gentle tone, and Baiyang felt like he was being punched on cotton.
I still don’t believe it. You, a woman, don’t have any mood swings!
"It's really not that good. It's far worse than where I live."
Bai Yang pouted and said, sitting at the table carelessly.
Qinghe was a little stunned. Bai Yang's words made her refute either or not.
"By the way, what did we say just now?"
Seizing this opportunity, Bai Yang changed the subject and turned back.
Wiping a strand of black hair around her ear, the lips under Qinghe's veil raised a strange arc, and followed Bai Yang's thoughts and whispered softly:
"Does Mr. Bai need a piece of clear lotus playing the harp to help him enjoy the wine?"
"No, I just had my meal not long ago."
Bai Yang waved his hand to indicate that I wouldn't eat if I wasn't hungry.
"Master Bai is a very interesting person."
Qing He sat elegantly opposite Bai Yang, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes looked at him calmly and said.
You woman, please don’t act like you’ve seen through the world. You obviously don’t look big...
Without answering, Bai Qi stood up, ran to the door, peered around, closed the door with a bang, turned around and walked back, mentally organizing how to express his purpose.
Under Qing He's gaze without the slightest curiosity, Bai Yang sat down again, simply took out the cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table, opened it and took out the enlightenment books "Chen Guoyu" and "Tian Yuan Lu" in front of him, reached out and clicked I read two books and said:
"In this case, I have nothing to do. Why don't you, Miss Qinghe, read and write every word in these two books in front of me, and then explain the meaning of each word in detail?"
Did you hear that he used this method to relieve his boredom 'because he was bored'
“This is Qinghe’s honor”
Qing He glanced at Bai Yang in slight surprise, but still answered with a calm and unconcerned look. Although she was curious, she didn't care, as if nothing in this world could cause her emotional fluctuations.
That's what Bai Yang came here for. A beautiful lady whispering in a voice like an orchid in an empty valley, and being tutored alone is much more comfortable than listening to Chen Qingyun's procrastinating explanation, isn't it
Next, Qinghe took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and after consulting Bai Yang, he opened Chen Guoyu, read and wrote word for word, and explained the meaning of each word in detail...
Bai Yang found a plate of fruit in the room and ate it. He remembered the pronunciation of Qinghe, the order of writing, and the meaning of each word in his mind. He absorbed everything here like a copy machine. Literal language.
He deliberately observed that the paper here was not the kind of paper on the other side of the earth, but a kind of snow-white wood with a texture and color similar to paper. It was cut into paper-like thin sheets for writing, and the effect was almost the same as paper. Even better for writing.
The writing brush and the inkstone are similar, but the ink is not ground with ink sticks, but a natural dark tree sap with a faint fragrance of vegetation...
After all, they are two different worlds. With the spread of culture, some things may be similar, but many things are still different...
One reads, writes, and translates, and the other reads and memorizes carefully. Time passes quietly, and night gradually falls.
When Bai Yang recorded the pronunciation, writing and meaning of the 28,431 Chen Dynasty characters in his mind, his face began to turn pale and two strands of blood flowed from his nostrils.
"Mr. Bai, are you okay?"
Qinghe asked slightly panicked when he saw this scene.
No matter how unscrupulous she is, if Bai Yang has the slightest accident with her, the outcome may be ten thousand times more terrible than death, and there is no room for her not to be cautious.
"It's okay, Miss Qinghe, let's stop here today. I'll come back tomorrow."
Bai Yang raised his head and waved his hands.
This is the sequelae of brain load caused by a large amount of memory, and Bai Yang knows this.
Then he got up and took his leave.
"What kind of person is this Young Master Bai? Although he seems to be inconspicuous, there is no trace of concealment. There is only curiosity and no desire in his eyes, but he cannot pretend to be. He has been sitting there for half a day, just to let him know. I read enlightenment books for him to relieve his boredom..."
After Bai Yang left, Qing He felt extremely strange. She had known countless people, but she couldn't see through Bai Yang...
"Master, are you okay?"
At the entrance of the yard, when Bai Yang appeared, Lan Shuang and Niu Jian were already waiting here.
Seeing Bai Yang's pale face and the faint blood stains on his face, Lan Shuang suddenly became extremely fierce and asked.
"I'm fine, don't be so serious"
Bai Yang waved his hand and said.
"It's really okay"
Lan Shuang frowned.
Bai Yang was too lazy to pay attention.
"Master, your body is too weak. Although Miss Qinghe is beautiful, you must also know how to exercise control."
Niu Jian stood beside him and said angrily, as if he had seen through the truth.
"Your uncle, you are weak, your whole family is weak"!
Bai Yang said angrily.
"Hehe... I'm an old cow and I'm in a bad shape. I asked eight girls to mess with me all afternoon, but now it's all right."
Niu Jian scratched his head and laughed.
Damn you, you are not a human being, you are an old cow who only knows how to plow the fields!
"Lan Shuang, what are you doing?"
Bai Yang ignored Niu Jian, but when he saw Lan Shuang, a blind man, walking in front of him with an air of "keep away from strangers", he suddenly asked in confusion.
"Master, it should be fine, but Niu Jian, please protect the master."
Lan Shuang said in a deep voice.
"Who dares to come to Qingfeng Tower to cause trouble?"
Niu Jian's expression changed and his voice was cold.
“Ahem… &*… ￥%… ￥”
There was a slight cough, followed by a sentence that Bai Yang couldn't understand. The other person spoke Chen Dynasty Mandarin. Bai Yang had just started learning it and couldn't understand it at all.
"Wherever there are women, there is trouble? I can't escape this curse"
Bai Yang looked ahead and muttered strangely to himself.
A thin young man in white clothes came here surrounded by four guards in black clothes. He stood three meters away from Bai Yang and the others and said something with a smile on his face.
The expressions of Lan Shuang and Niu Jian became very strange. They seemed to be chatting with each other, but there was suppressed vigilance between their eyebrows.
This process was very short. Within a few minutes, the young man led the people away with a dangerous look on his face. When it was over, he nodded to Bai Yang.
"what happened"
Bai Yang immediately asked Lan Shuang and the others.
"Young master, that is the third young master Fengli who is guarding your house. I originally wanted to come and listen to Qinghe's piano music, but now that we are here, we will leave after chatting for a few words."
Lan Shuang frowned.
"Then why are you looking so serious?"
Bai Yang didn't answer the question.
"I think the young master doesn't understand Fengli as a person"!
Niu Jian also said angrily beside him.
"Then tell me what kind of person this Fengli is."
Bai Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
Will there always be some disturbances in a peaceful life for a long time...
(I wrote two versions of this chapter. After struggling for a whole night, I uploaded this version. Finally, please recommend and vote for favorites and Sanjiang votes)