Time is slow

  Chapter 52 Past Affair

   Wumei Shitai looked at Qiao Zhao deeply, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled: "Come, write this poem to the poor nun."

Qiao Zhao looked at a word that was still dry on the table, and said in his heart: It is indeed the song "Wine Into Wine" by Layman Qinglian. This eldest princess has been fond of this poem for decades. bell.

   She removed the paper, flattened the new one, and wrote with the newly ground ink, swaying freely and in one go.

Wumei Shitai, who was beside him, had his eyes fixed on the words written by Qiao Zhao, and he was already crazy, and muttered: "Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow... The morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow. …”

  Qiao Zhao closed his pen and looked at Shitai Wumei.

  The room was quiet and silent, except for the sound of unknown birds chirping outside the window, accompanied by the early summer wind.

   Wumei Shitai came back to his senses, his eyes were complicated, and he stared at Qiao Zhao.

  Qiao Zhao looked calm and let her look at it.

   After a long time, Shitai Wumei finally said, "Who is your teacher?"

  Qiao Zhao sighed in his heart.

   She had long expected that as long as the Buddhist scriptures were delivered to this master, she would definitely want to meet someone who could write this handwriting.

Who asked her to use her grandfather's handwriting? Although her handwriting still owes a lot to her grandfather's, and her character is far less powerful, but looking at the world, in the word "shape", there should be no one better than her handwriting Closer to grandfather.

   But Mei Shitai, the former princess, became a monk in anger because of the failure of her love for her grandfather.

The secret affair of the royal princess many years ago is unknown to the world. The reason why Qiao Zhao, as a junior, knew about it, was when he came to the capital that year to tease his elder brother by imitating his grandfather's handwriting. The elder brother lost the letterhead accidentally, and somehow came to Mrs. Wumei's place.

   On the Buddha's birthday that year, the entire Dafu Temple was looking for the owner of the letterhead.

   Wumei Shitai's obsession with letterhead made her feel strange. After returning to Jiafeng, she accidentally mentioned it to her grandmother, and her grandmother told her about the past.

  It is inconvenient to mention more about the relationship between the elders. In a nutshell, it is the story of a pair of cousins ​​who fell in love with a man at the same time.

   Over the past few years, Qiao Zhao's words have become more immature than those of the past, so she is sure that the eldest princess will meet her.

   Actually, Qiao Zhao was a little apologetic. She took advantage of other people's feelings and was not very honorable, but now she has no choice but to do so.

   "The little girl has no teacher, she just keeps practicing Mr. Qiao's copybook."

   Wumei Shitai's eyes still fell on the paper, and he slowly shook his head: "Fengshen is scattered, and the nature is natural. How can such a character be practiced by copying a copybook."

   She raised her head suddenly and stared at Qiao Zhao: "What's your relationship with Qiao Zhuo?"

  Under Wumei Shitai's sudden burst of momentum, Qiao Zhao did not change his face, and said earnestly: "As a god, I yearn for it, and it is my greatest honor to be lucky enough to practice Mr. Qiao's copywriting."

   Wumei Shitai gradually calmed down.

   She glanced at Qiao Zhao's writing again, raised her feet and walked to the window.

   Outside the window is a linden tree, tall and luxuriant, which shades the entire courtyard into a cool and quiet place.

   "You really practiced it yourself?"

   "Can you believe that some people are born with amazing talents?" Qiao Zhao asked with a smile.

  Cough, she didn't say anything about herself, she was just a little misleading.

   "Born to be amazing and talented?" A man's figure suddenly flashed in Shitai Wumei's mind.

  The man wore blue clothes and drank strong wine. He could write the most dashing characters in the world, and he could also create the most splendid paintings. He was as free and easy as the wind, as if there was nothing he could care about.

   Unfortunately, he turned a blind eye to himself as a princess, but fell in love with his mediocre cousin.

   The things in this world are really unfair.

   She hated, resented, questioned, begged, and finally cut off three thousand green silks and lived in Shuying Temple. After decades, only a little pain and a long-term concern remained in her heart.

   After hearing the news of his death, she just sat there all night, and the next day she did her morning class as usual.

   But, she thought she would never see a trace of that person again in her life, but today she saw such a character.

   It can be said that this handwriting has already been passed down by him.

   She just watched the little girl write, as if she saw the person writing.

   Wumei Shitai turned around, looked at Qiao Zhao calmly, nodded slightly: "Little donor is right, there are some people who are blessed by nature and have far more aptitudes than ordinary people. They are poor and narrow-minded."

   Master Wumei walked over and asked Qiao Zhao in a gentle voice, "Can the little benefactor come to the nunnery every seven days to accompany the poor nun to copy the Buddhist scriptures?"

  Qiao Zhao showed a smile: "Yes."

   Wumei Shitai laughed and asked again, "What's the name of the little benefactor?"

   "The little girl's surname is Li, and her single name has the character "Zhao"."

   "Li Zhao? But sages use their Zhao Zhao to make people Zhao Zhao?"

  Qiao Zhao lowered his eyes: "It is the sage who uses his splendor to make people splendid."

   Wumei Shitai's expression became more gentle, nodded and said: "Go, remember to come over in seven days. Jingxi, send Miss Li out."

   "Yes." Jingxi came in, took a deep look at Qiao Zhao, and said politely, "Miss Li San, please go out with the poor nun."

   "The little girl says goodbye."

  Qiao Zhao followed the nun Jingxi out, and Wumei Shitai suddenly said: "Jingxi, you personally send Miss Li to Dafu Temple."

  Jingxi paused and replied, "Yes."

   Wumei Shitai closed her eyes and stopped looking at them.

  The wrong person at first? Hehe, she had seen many of these tricks in the back house when she was a princess. It seems that the child's situation is not very good.

  Since the child is willing to accompany her to copy Buddhist scriptures, she should do her best to provide some convenience.

  Jingxi led Qiao Zhao to the door of Shuying Nunnery. Zhike Seng greeted her. Seeing her smiling, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior brother, have you met your uncle?"

   "I've seen it, my uncle ordered me to send the little benefactor out."

   Knowing that the guest monk would be wrong, he said to Qiao Zhao, "Little donor, please come with the poor monk."

  Jingxi interrupted: "My uncle ordered me to personally **** the little benefactor back to Dafu Temple. Junior and brother lead the way."

  Monk Zhike was surprised, and he couldn't help but look at Qiao Zhao. Seeing her calm and peaceful appearance, he felt even more strange in his heart, but he stopped talking and led the two to Dafu Temple.

On the long corridor, Du Feixue stood on tiptoe and looked out. After a while, he pulled Li Jiao and said, "Why haven't you come back yet? Cousin Jiao, I really want to see Li San come back with a disheveled face. It must be uglier than you two girls!"

  Li Jiao frowned: "Cousin Feixue, don't say that."

   If this incident goes badly today, the reputation of the Li Mansion will be completely ruined. How can there be any eggs under the nest?

  Du Feixue didn't care about this, he pouted and said, "Cousin Jiao, what time is it, you are still talking to Li San?"

   The two were talking when a commotion suddenly sounded.

   "Girl Lisan is back!"

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