Zhao Changhe was so embarrassed that his face turned red.
I really thought that I could "learn the sword and knife skills just by looking at it once". It would be fine if I could fool others, but this time I even fooled myself.
Did you really learn those things by just watching them? Jin Bao repeatedly slowed down and gestured for you to imitate dozens or hundreds of times!
Besides, the comprehension of martial arts and these things seem to be really different... I think I know it after reading it in my head, but it’s useless as soon as I put it into practice.
"What... I, I'll come another day? First, I'll go tell a story to the maid..." Seeing that the string was broken and he couldn't play it, Zhao Changhe found a clumsy excuse and ran away for his life.
Tang Wanzhuang watched him leave with a stern face, until he turned out of the waterside pavilion and could no longer be seen. Suddenly, she laughed and whispered, "No wonder he gets along so well with Buqi. He's clearly a big kid."
Baoqin was crying: "My strings..."
"Be good, Baoqin, don't cry. I will help you beat him up tomorrow."
"Miss, will you be with this stinky bear? Wuwuwu..."
"No, Zhao Changhe is the man Tang Wanzhuang will never get. Be good, your face is all red from crying."
Baoqin raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "Miss, do you really want to get him?"
Tang Wanzhuang was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "It's just an allusion. See what you are thinking. Rather than saying that I want to get him, it's better to say that Daxia wants to get him, but it's better... not to make it come true."
As he said this, he stood up and was about to go out.
Baoqin asked curiously, "Where are you going, young lady?"
"There are still a lot of things to do in Gusu..." Tang Wanzhuang sighed a little tiredly: "He is in a hurry and can't calm down. So am I? I stole half a day from this floating life, listened to his story, and responded to this music. Is it for him to calm down or for myself to rest? I can't tell."
… …
Zhao Changhe quickly returned to his guest house, but was stunned when he entered the door.
Sisi was lying on her bed, sleeping soundly without any image.
Zhao Changhe thought of the topic he had casually asked in the morning... She might have really had no place to sleep last night, and wondered where she had spent the whole night meditating
Judging from her beauty, she is unlikely to be an ordinary person in the ancient spirit tribe. She is obviously well-nourished and does not need to do rough work. She thinks she is Duan Yu. She did not deny the guess that she is a little princess before, so it should be. But why does a little princess have to come out and suffer
And her lack of moral integrity does not only refer to the things that are reserved and dignified. For example, in the White Lotus Temple, when I pressed her to kneel, she actually knelt. This does not seem to be in line with the little princess. How can there be such a princess who has no face...
But no matter what, the two of them had fought side by side and were already friends. If she wanted to and could tell the details, she would tell them naturally. Forcing her would only make things difficult. Zhao Changhe didn't think too much at this time. He pulled a corner of the thin blanket over and covered her slightly, then sat by the window and read a book.
The effect of the piano music is really good. I feel very calm at this moment. I don’t feel anything in the hot summer. I can read books that I couldn’t finish after reading a few lines before. Now I can read them…
Looking back on the past, I was not just in a hurry, I could almost be described as running around exhausted.
slow down…
More haste, less speed.
The blood evil that was entangled in his body and spirit gradually subsided like a calm lake. Zhao Changhe even felt that the next onset period would be delayed a lot.
Sisi lying on the bed opened her eyes, looked down at the thin quilt covering her body, and then looked at Zhao Changhe who was reading quietly by the window.
The resentment in her heart was unknowingly calmed down, and she just watched him reading quietly without saying a word for a long time.
"Awake?" Zhao Changhe turned a page of the book and asked casually, "Did you read this book before going to bed?"
Sisi leaned over to take a look and saw that it was a beginner's guide to couplets, so she said, "Yes, Middle-earth culture. I wanted to learn it before, but I still felt that learning martial arts was more important and I didn't have time to learn this. After listening to your stories, I felt that it was interesting to have some knowledge, so I took a look at the enlightenment book for their maids and servants."
"How is it? It's quite fun, isn't it? Making pairs."
"It's OK for fun, but it doesn't mean much." Sisi lazily got up and stroked her hair, showing off her beautiful and exquisite figure, but she found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at her, and it was quite boring to throw a seductive look at a blind man: "Hey, don't you think couplets are more interesting than me?"
"I didn't find it interesting before, but now that I'm calm, I find it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely, "There is wine in the Jianghu, but no poetry. It's indeed missing something... Daxia has Tang Wanzhuang, which makes up for this deficiency."
Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wanzhuang!"
Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I was talking about the poetic and picturesque sentiment she represents, not her as a person. You are even less cultured than I am."
"Of course, we, the little girls of a foreign race, are not as beautiful as the Jiangnan beauty of Tang Zuzuo!" Sisi gritted her teeth and said, "But boring stuff like poetry and couplets can be learned after just one look. What's so great about that!"
Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can learn it just by looking at it? Isn't it the same as I thought learning to play the piano was easy?"
Sisi said: "It's just antonyms or synonyms, what's so difficult about that? Take you, Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before, it's a pity that you two are not a pair." Zhao Changhe was silent: "I also think he and I are a good match, so my cultural level is actually on the same level as the foreigners?"
Sisi said: "So it's not that simple?"
"A long river is good, how about something more difficult? Like... a sailor on the river?"
"Ham."
Zhao Changhe: “?”
"How is it? Are you very intelligent?" Sisi proudly put her hands on her hips and said, "Why don't I test you to see if you are as smart as me. Hmm... Let's just say you are intelligent, what's the point?"
Zhao Changhe was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Idiot?"
Sisi: “?”
Crouching Dragon and Phoenix looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
Sisi finally realized that this thing was not simple, and it was not something that could be solved by just saying antonyms, but she was unwilling to admit defeat. She stiffened her neck and said, "What's the use of making couplets? Those people's parallel and colorful stories are so confusing that it makes people dizzy. Are they as interesting as your Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils? Come on, continue telling the story. It's rare that you have the time to talk nonsense here. If you don't finish the story, some old lady will come and interrupt you. It will be unpleasant to listen to the story."
"I have been tortured by you guys and I don't want to tell it anymore. The story is just a story, there is no innuendo. I am not the immortal brother, and you are not Jiumozhi. If you continue to listen to your train of thought, the original meaning of the story will be lost, and I will not feel good even if I tell it."
"Then at least tell me the story of this maid who can disguise herself?"
"Well, make sure this isn't you, otherwise I won't dare to tell you."
"Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi came over and shook his shoulder: "Master, please speak quickly."
"But Duan Yu met a majestic man in a restaurant..." Zhao Changhe finally started to talk about it. Actually, he really didn't want to talk about it. The love story between a maid who could disguise herself and a bold and rough man, it would be strange if Sisi didn't regard this as him, Zhao Changhe. It sounded like a tease no matter how he listened to it.
Moreover, he was particularly shameless, describing Uncle Qiao as heroic and heroic, like a god of war. Who would not think that this was Zhao Changhe bragging about himself? What about the Beggars' Sect and Northern Qiao Feng? Why didn't you just talk about Beimang Village? The traitors drove the village chief away, right
But the good thing about Sisi is that she never interrupts when listening to a story. She just holds up her rosy cheeks and looks at you admiringly with her big eyes, as if she is looking forward to what will happen next. I don't know what's going on in her mind.
It was not until the story stumbled to the part where Qiao Feng accidentally killed Azhu and the cattle and sheep were sent to the frontier in vain that Sisi's expression finally changed. The look she gave Zhao Changhe seemed as if she wanted to strangle him to death.
Zhao Changhe reluctantly stopped the story and sighed, "So, this is not some improvisation. I'm not good enough to do that, and there's no reason for me to make up such an ending for you, right... This is someone else's story."
"Is this why you don't want to disguise yourself as someone else?"
"Well... there are certain factors."
Sisi thought for a long time in a daze, and whispered to herself: "Whether it is a story you made up or not, in my opinion you really look a bit like Qiao Feng... But unfortunately, apart from being able to disguise yourself, Sisi is not the slightest bit similar to Ah Zhu. If you want such a considerate maid, you can just ask Tang Buqi to find one, she is more suitable than me."
"Hello… "
Sisi smiled mischievously: "I didn't say you made it up. Do you dare to say that you don't want a little maid like that? It's a pity that the one next to you now is A Zi."
"You're not done yet, are you? Who the hell is that?" Zhao Changhe clenched his fist and pretended to hit someone.
Sisi took a defensive stance.
The two were about to start a fight when Tang Wanzhuang sighed outside: "I don't mean to disturb Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid your leisure time has to come to an end."
Zhao Changhe was stunned: "What's going on?"
"The Tang family members guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum urgently reported that there was another tremor below, and it seems that something happened." Tang Wanzhuang's tone was also somewhat helpless and tired: "It's only been a day, your injuries haven't healed completely, and you have just started to calm down. I really don't want you to touch these in the short term... But if I don't call you, will you be unhappy?"
Sisi suddenly lost the mood to play around and looked dazed again.
Zhao Changhe also felt that the world was deliberately pushing him, and he almost suspected that a blind man was causing trouble. How could one be so busy? Just now, I calmed down to tell stories, learn music, and tease the little maids. It was quite comfortable to play and fight, but it was less than a day, and something happened...
In this light, does the previous busy and tiring life also have a sense of deliberate fate
Pushing myself to grow, not caring about exhausting my potential and leaving myself with hidden dangers. If Tang Wanzhuang hadn't pointed it out, I would have never thought of this.
But think about it, there is nothing to worry about. In these troubled times, where can we have so much leisure time
Thinking of this, he smiled casually: "Why should we deliberately move or be still? When the task comes, do it, and when it is done, rest. After you know where your problem lies, you will naturally stop. Anyway, the Sword Emperor's Tomb must be explored. After finishing this matter, you can learn the piano later."
He turned around, picked up the dragon bird by the window, put it on his shoulder and strode out: "Let's go, I'm like a bear embroidering a flower when playing the piano, this is my stage!"
(End of this chapter)