Forget it

Liu Xi doesn't know if Du Yun is a genius, but he knows that since he knew Du Yun, those erotic things that literati love to do, but he hasn't done any of them, if he didn't quarrel with himself every time When I was young, I always liked to pull a few lines of ancient poems and proses to take advantage of the verbal advantage. Liu Xi really couldn't see that this guy was spoiled by the way of Confucius and Mencius.

So, when Liu Xun rode his jujube horse to the front of Du Yun's broken firewood gate, he was very surprised to see him lying on the big bluestone with no clothes or clothes on, holding his hands and gouges.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Xi fastened his horse, pushed Zhiya chaimen away, walked behind him, and looked down at him writing.Du Yun was so focused on writing that she didn't notice him coming, she was taken aback.

"Hey! Come in from the back and knock on the door first."

Liu Xi was too lazy to talk to him, and continued to study with his neck tilted.

After Du Yun wrote the last stroke, she put down the Zihao and stepped back, leaving the paper to dry on the stone table.

He recalled Liu Xi's question, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "The youngest daughter of Zhu San's family at the head of the village met her family and sent two liang of mutton to ask me to write a detailed post."

"Hey, you are really easy to pass." Liu Xi laughed.

Du Yun smiled and took a sip from the oil drop cup.

A few days ago, Zhuo Jun wanted to beg him for nothing, and asked him to help him get a copy of Du Yun's calligraphy, but Liu Xi didn't agree. He didn't know Du Yun's temper, and he was afraid that he would not write it.

"So, I'll bring two taels of mutton tomorrow, sir, and write a picture for me too?" Liu Xi dragged his small wooden chair and sat opposite Du Yun, leaning on the stone table with his elbows, resting his chin in his hand, squinting at him. Wet ink.

Even if it's a post for a countryman to get married, the lowercase script that should be neat makes this fellow write with all his teeth and claws. Well, it really looks like a person.

Du Yun looked at Liu Xi, her eyes full of teasing, "Hey, which daughter is Ziyi also in love with? It's a good thing, tell me about it. But Ziyi, sir, I would like to advise you, no matter how good your daughter is, Our rules can't be messed up, but we can't appoint someone's daughter with a letter of appointment. We have to go through the process, right? When the time comes, the monkey will annoy the beautiful woman, so if you don't fetch water from a bamboo basket, it will be nothing. In this way, if you really I can’t wait, so I’m in a hurry to get married, sir, I’m a good person, I’ll do everything for you, and I’ll write it all for you! You say something first, and I’ll draft a post right now. Meat...you don’t have to worry about taking it tomorrow!”

Liu Xi was young and thin-skinned, he choked on what he said, frowned and coughed, and waved his hands anxiously, "What nonsense!"

Du Yun squinted and smiled, and pushed a freshly brewed lotus heart tea in front of him, "I made a mistake? Didn't Ziyi want to get married? Oh... Could it be that Brother Ling wants to take a concubine? You don't have to do this It's cumbersome, just..."

Liu Xun slapped the stone table and glared at the obscene Du Yun, "No rough post, no detailed post, no three books and six rituals!"

Seeing Du Yun's vicious mouth opened, and he was about to get angry again, Liu Xun hurriedly took the lead, "I don't want to get married, but I want you to post something, no matter what, just write a picture for me! "

"This can't be casual!" Du Yun spread his hands exaggeratedly, "If Ziyi has other uses, I just wrote a piece of paper. If something goes wrong, Ziyi comes to blame me, I can't stand it."

Liu Xi was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "Then copy the scriptures! You can copy the Buddhist scriptures for me!"

"I won't copy it," Du Yun waved her hand bluntly, "Copying the scriptures must not be for a young lady. Du has a heart of ice, and he doesn't want to fall into the hands of some vulgar man."

"..." Liu Xi saw it, he was playing with himself for fun, "If you don't copy, what are you doing all over the place, it's fun playing with me!"

"I'm happy." Du Yun squinted and smiled.

Liu Zi pouted and glared at him, "I won't bring you mutton."

"You didn't plan to bring it to me." Du Yun also curled her lips, and added some boiling hot tea for herself.

"..." Liu Zi opened his mouth, unable to speak, and was hit.

Du Yun sneered, "If you are not sincere, you still want me to copy scriptures for you, dreaming!"

Liu Xi drank a cup of tea in silence.Suddenly asked, "How do you know that I didn't keep it for myself?"

"You?" Du Yun sneered, "Have you changed your sex?"

Although Du Yun's words were harsh, Liu Xun was so angry that he vomited blood, but the next day, when Liu Xun rode a jujube horse and jolted over, a piece of Chengxintang paper had already been pressed with stones on the big stone table, and Liu Xun took it. The next time I looked, it was the Buddhist scriptures that he begged for but failed to get yesterday.

The Xingkai characters are sharp and sharp, and it is Du Yun's masterpiece at first glance.

Du Yun turned out of the hut with his oil dripping lamp, and said in a vicious voice, "Take it, take it, and don't bother me with these trivial matters in the future."

Liu Xi happily accepted it, but did not give it to Zhuo Junsi.

The reason is very good. If you think about it, if there is one, there will be two. Today he helped Zhuo Junsi ask for a letter, and tomorrow Cai Junsi, Li Junsi, this Junsi, and that Junsi will come out to ask him for a letter.Du Yun has a great spectrum, he can't invite him for a second time, so what should he do next time?

Therefore, in order to save trouble, he simply didn't give the characters to Zhuo Junsi, since he didn't agree to help him get them anyway.

Therefore, Liu Zi mounted Du Yun's masterpiece and reluctantly stuffed it into his study.

The seventh day of July is the Qiqiao Festival.

After lunch, Liu Xun tidied it up carefully, and asked the servants beside him to prepare the horse first, and then he walked towards the gate in a leisurely manner.

In the end, it was still the same place, still the same time, Liu Xiaoliu bumped into the frowning Master Liu again.

However, Liu Zi went to see Du Yun this time, it was a serious matter!So he stood under the veranda with his hands down in peace of mind.

Master Liu turned his head and saw the young boy dressed in greasy hair and pink face, he couldn't help sighing, then looked down at the imperial edict on returning to Beijing that was sent to Du Yun but was returned, and sighed again.

Forget it, if you like to play, just let him play, now not only is he a worthless kid, but even the upright layman Hanmei no longer wholeheartedly serves the court, alas!

Thinking up to this point, Master Liu sighed three times, thinking that the youngest son sleeps in flowers and sleeps in willows, it seems that it is not a big deal.

Waving his hand, he left dejectedly.

Seeing his father staring at him, Liu Zi walked away dejectedly, thinking to himself, what happened to his old man?Sixth son, I have already seen the sky and reported it to Du Yun. Why is he not satisfied?

Could it be that the old man of his family found out that Du Yun has a false name and is a real prodigal son, and he followed him all day long without doing business and playing around in different ways?

Impossible, impossible, Liu Zi smiled and vetoed it himself, Du Yun's pretense of rejecting customers is still erected in Qiaotou Village, and his father can't see Mrs. Du.

People can't see him anymore, how can he find out that he is just an embroidered pillow.

In the end, Liu Xi boiled it down to begging for cleverness. It is understandable that the old man in his family is in a bad mood, and the strong man is in his old age.

So rubbing the reins, he rode the horse heartlessly to the outskirts of the city.