book of ten thousand words

The more he read down, the more surprised Mr. Wei became.

When he finally finished reciting, he couldn't speak coherently. "This, this, this, you..."

I said, "When I say it, you can only be careful yourself in the future, and you must not blame others!"

Frowning, I told the story of studying poetry day and night.

Mr. Wei thought for a long time, but he was not annoyed, and said, "Luckily, the person she is looking for is you!"

He also said, "Just say that she is young, so it's okay to run around, but who knows that she is so smart and diligent. It is said that it is rare, but now it is not a good thing, and I dare not let her into the study. gone."

I think of the way I read day and night, so beautiful and lovely.

I thought to myself, it would be a pity if this girl left the study because of this, cutting off her way to read and write.Therefore, he said, "I don't blame her for this matter. Besides, if I let her know, I can only say that I am talking too much. She is a little girl, what do you know? You should pay more attention to yourself in the future. If you have time, really teach her something." Shunian is even better."

Mr. Wei said casually: "Where do I have such a leisurely mind now? Why don't you call her to Xiaohonglou tomorrow, what do you think?"

After a long time, Mrs. Xu and Pearl must be happy, and I won't be bored studying.Then I thank Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei looked at me, then suddenly smiled and said, "You are crying and waiting for me at the door today, just because of this poem?"

I said "hmm" as an admission.Although his expression is still calm and composed, his cheeks are already hot.Mr. Wei looked at me deeply, and his eyes gradually became indescribably different from usual.

After a while, he said, "Do you know? Although there are many people around me, I don't hide anything from you. You are the only one." After finishing speaking, he must look at me.

His eyes were clear and pure, as if washed by the moonlight, "So, are you satisfied?"

Involuntarily, I lowered my head, paused, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

"Really. If I tell a lie, the five mountains will hang upside down, the snow will fly in June, and the seven emotions will be cut off."

He swore, and pointed upwards, "The moonlight can turn into swords, falling down one after another and chopping me to death."

The words are very nice.It is even rarer to say it from his mouth.

I recollected it, aftertaste it, the whole person was stunned.

Mr. Wei smiled when he saw that I was stupid, and said, "Okay, you and I don't stand stupidly in the wind. You are weak and weak, and you look cold."

I agreed, but I was also afraid that it would be bad for people to look at me like this, so I said goodbye and turned to go back.Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by the young master, "Who told you to leave? I mean, since you're here, go and offer incense to my mother."

Ah, I hesitate: me?To burn incense for the queen?

The young master accepted any hesitation or rejection, gently pushed open the courtyard door, and wrapped me in.

I saw a faint light in the hall head-on.It seems that the green lady is still awake

When I saw this light, I remembered to be nervous. "It's so late, what should I say when I see Mrs. Lv in a while?" Just as he was talking, he walked through the lobby and saw Mrs. Lv sitting quietly in front of the hall with her eyelids downcast.

I don't know what scriptures are chanting in my mouth, just like a Bodhisattva.Hearing the noise, the eyelids moved, they lifted up, and looked straight at me, with a torch-like gaze, as if seeing a fire in the eyes.

Pausing for a while, he smiled slightly as if understanding, and called out, "Miss Chuange." Although the words were few, they conveyed a lot of meaning.He looked at Mr. Wei again, and said, "I know you're coming today. Everything is ready. You can go."

Mr. Wei nodded and led me upstairs——

Although it is the road I often walk on weekdays, I have a new feeling.

Every step is like stepping on the overlapping past.With every step, the sound of people singing and people crying and water ten years ago dissipates in the air, piecing together a vivid world.

In this kind of imagination, I have a feeling that I am about to suffocate.

I couldn't help but think, now I can step on the stairs, has the queen ever stepped on the stairs?

The armrest I touched, did the queen touch it too?

The Young Master Wei I was looking at, did the queen stare like me before?

Walking, thinking, thinking, walking, the scenes from that year were conjured up in my mind, like five-color new paintings, but after all, with my footsteps, the colors faded piece by piece, dust was born, and finally, turned into The flying smoke dissipated one by one.

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