The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

What water? What ladle? Ah Chou looked at the painting on the cup curiously, rolling his black eyes, Where is the ladle? Why didn't I see it?

Chen Qingxuan was so teased by her that she couldn't help but want to laugh, and was afraid that A Chou was worried that he was making fun of her, so he held it back abruptly, and then patiently explained to A Chou: Weak water is three thousand, just take one scoop. From the Buddhist scriptures, it means that you may meet many beautiful things or people in your life, but you should not be greedy, and it is enough to grasp one of them with your heart. Therefore, the water and ladle here are just metaphors. It’s not water and ladles.”

Oh, so that's the truth, Ah Chou suddenly realized, staring at the fish on the teacup for a while, the more he pondered, the more he felt that what Chen Qingxuan said made sense, and when he looked at Chen Qingxuan again, he inevitably had some Admired, Mr. Chen, you are really knowledgeable, oh! By the way, you are a gentleman, of course you are learned! Look, I called you Mr. one by one, but I almost forgot that you are Mr.

Hahaha! This time Chen Qingxuan couldn't hold back and laughed, but he was very restrained and stopped after a while, so that people would not feel embarrassed.

Ah Chou became more and more fond of Chen Qingxuan, holding his tea cup, he asked Chen Qingxuan: But Mr. Chen, why don't I see any students in your private school every time I come here?

They have already returned home after class, Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, Our Jixian Bookstore opens at five o'clock every day, and closes after two hours. Now it is past noon, so naturally there are no students.

Oh, then you have worked hard enough, Ah Chou said, taking a sip of tea, then suddenly his eyes widened, and he said in surprise, Mr. Chen, this tea is so fragrant, it tastes better than tea made from jasmine flowers. The hair oil is still fragrant! And it is fragrant but not greasy, so good, so good!

If you like it, then drink a few more cups, there is still plenty in the teapot. Chen Qingxuan said, while lifting the teapot onto the table.

Then I won't be polite, Ah Chou didn't hold back, and took a sip from the teacup, and then didn't push Chen Qingxuan, he refilled another cup by himself, and then a jasmine flower followed The spout flowed into her teacup, she put down the teapot in a hurry, lay down on the table, stared at the jasmine flower floating in the teacup, and whispered, How can it be so beautiful?

Chen Qingxuan had never seen a girl like Ah Chou. Before he was twenty years old, he studied hard and never even went out, so he had no chance to meet any girls. When he was twenty years old, he was selected as a scholar. The small Chenjiatun was the first person in the world, and even the magistrate sent people to congratulate him, saying that in time, Chen Jialang would have the ability to praise officials by order.

Since then, his family has become lively. He heard from the matchmaker that the girl from the Li family is a good housekeeper, that the girl from the Chen family looks like a fairy, or that the girl from the Zhou family is virtuous and dignified. , I don't know if it's because of the endless noise from the matchmakers, or the powerful parents who can't wait to put their daughters in the arms of a mere scholar like him. He just came to the foot of the mountain and built such a private school, so it can be regarded as a quiet place to hide, but he can hide from the matchmaker, but he can't hide from his grandma Chen.