Mensao is teasing me

Rong Ling was stiff all over, when Chai Ziran accidentally bumped his arm, he took two steps back, staggering slightly, raised his lowered head abruptly, and asked him unwillingly: "You only hold grudges against me because I arranged you, If I..."

"If you didn't arrange for me, I wouldn't like you, let alone your pursuit of my sister." Chai Ziran interrupted him coldly, turning his head and piercing his heart sharply: "You don't have anything, what do you take?" I like my sister."

Rong Ling opened his mouth to refute something, but in the end he could only watch Chai Ziran's figure gradually fade out of his sight.The breeze came slowly, blowing the rice field to bend, and Rong Ling couldn't help but also bend.It was not only Lou Yuze who became famous as a teenager, but also Rong Ling.He speaks eloquently, is full of talent, recites poems, is extremely intelligent, and is determined to be an official and serve the court.Although he is full of complaints and talents, he is just a frail scholar with no fame or fortune, only a motivated heart.

When a child is playing with mud, he is studying ink; when a child is catching shrimp and fish, he is practicing calligraphy; when a teenager is climbing a tree to play with birds, he is reciting articles; Faith, when he entered the examination hall to answer the questions to obtain fame, the examiner said: "As the saying goes, you are born from the heart, and if you are born with scorpion eyebrows, you must be the one who cheats." He loudly defended: "I did not. "All the students were booing and mocking.

What are you laughing at? It's nothing more than laughing at his misbegotten eyes and big heart.

What's the use of good-looking handwriting if you're not good-looking?Three years ago, Rong Ling overthrew all the calligraphy he had practiced all his life, and threw them all into a big fire. The flames shot up into the sky like a man-eating beast, devouring not only the copybooks and poetry collections he had worked so hard to write all night, but also With his many years of expectations and beliefs.

The scorching sun on the top of his head made him almost faint. A pink oil-paper umbrella was propped on top of his head. His elegant and refined face leaned over his face. The woman singing like a yellow warbler smiled and said, "Such a beautiful calligraphy Wouldn't it be a pity." She held an umbrella in one hand, and held a copybook in the other, and the word "gentleman" on the copybook made him feel extremely ironic.

"Useless things are burned when they are burned." At that time, he said so.

The woman said: "Heaven will send a great mission to man. He must first suffer from his will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and mess up his actions. Therefore, he has benefited his heart and tolerance, and has benefited what he can't do. Your son He is a man of great ambition, and he will meet Shun and Fu Yue one day. Jiao Ke, Guan Yiwu, Uncle Sun, and Baili Xi will generally become world-renowned heroes."

A few strands of the woman's hair fluttered gently in the wind. The sweltering summer heat was still very hot. The haze in Rong Ling's heart gradually dissipated. He asked, "Do you know who I am?" Although he was not allowed to take the exam again for three years, everyone had already nailed the pile of shame for him.

I'm afraid that everyone in the capital knows how the talented Rong Ling became famous.

The woman nodded seriously: "I know! You are Rong Ling."

Rong Ling was shocked, and said dully: "You know me?"

The woman's smile is like Xiahe, she is not stained by the lotus, she continues to raise the copybook in her hand, the word "gentleman" flutters in the wind, she said: "The meaning of a gentleman does not lie in what others say, but in oneself How to do it." She stuffed the post in her hand into her purple water cloud sleeve, took two steps back, and said, "I'll wait for the day when you become famous, when the 'Gentleman's Post' in my hand is worth ten thousand gold. Blinking mischievously: "It's good to sell half of you with me at that time."

The woman turned her head lightly and left, even if she didn't look back, that beautiful and quiet figure has always lingered in Rong Ling's heart for three whole years.

The image of the beautiful woman three years ago overlapped with the indifferent figure of Chai Ziran today, and Rong Ling secretly clenched his fists.He knew that although Chai Yanran was a concubine, he was not unattainable. It is believed that Wuhou's mansion is the concubine's head. Although Chai Yanran was a source of talk, she was Xin Wuhou's younger sister. No matter how she married in the future, she would definitely be a wealthy and prominent person. man of.He, Rong Ling, came from a poor family, no matter his appearance or family background, he could not do anything well.

The spring breeze at night is very cool, but Rong Ling standing on the ridge of the rice field feels a little cold. He looks up at the stars in the sky, feeling infinitely melancholy. Only at night will no one pay attention to his appearance, nor will he say that he is the best in the world. The first ugly wit.

"Master Rong Ling."

The dim light shone on a slim figure, and she smiled sweetly: "It's time to eat."

Rong Ling, who had been blown cold and his limbs were all skeletal, instantly felt warm blood all over his body, and nodded honestly: "Okay."

Chai Ziran poked his head out from behind Chai Yanran, and said in a strange way: "Young Master Rong Ling is really free! After watching the spring seedlings all afternoon, he didn't come to help with the cooking."

"Aran." Chai Yanran looked at Chai Ziran reproachfully: "The vegetables on the desk are grown by Mr. Rong Ling, and he has already helped a lot."

"Oh?" Chai Ziran said in surprise, "No wonder that dish is so ugly."

"Aran, don't talk nonsense."

Rong Ling said: "Mr. Ziran is not talking nonsense. I am not experienced enough, and the vegetables I grow are indeed ugly. Tomorrow I will learn from the mountain people and grow vegetables more beautifully."

Chai Yanran chuckled, and the old lantern in her hand flickered like a firefly: "Vegetables are for eating, why should they look so good. Let's go back!" A path is lit.

Chai Ziran said: "Sister Auntie specially copied that pot of greens for you to eat. Although it doesn't look very good-looking, you really put your heart into it. You will eat all of them when you go back."

"Aran..." Chai Yanran glanced back at him, "Don't talk nonsense."

A few ripples appeared in Rong Ling's already restless heart: "I'll eat it, I'll eat it all, I guarantee there won't be any left."

Chai Yanran was silent for a while before saying, "Don't force it."

Just four words, like a warm wind blowing into Rong Ling's heart, he floated in the air like a white goose feather.

The fifth village is a temporary residence built from a pile of sheds. It is a large place with a large number of people, like a temporary shelter for refugees.There is a pile of firewood for lighting at the door of every household. Ordinary things like lanterns seem a bit extravagant here.Chai Yanran was dressed in coarse linen, but she couldn't stop her beautiful demeanor. She walked all the way with a dilapidated lantern, as if she was a tall goddess, which could only be seen from a distance but not profaned.

The shed where Rong Ling and Chai Yanran lived was not the largest, but there was a pile of the largest pile of firewood at the door, lighting up the surrounding sheds.Little Luobo came running barefoot, panting, licked his lips, and said, "Brother Rong Ling, can we eat?"

Chai Ziran bent down and pinched his little cheek: "You are on time."

Little Carrot grinned: "I'm hungry." She patted her stomach as she spoke, and said seriously, "I need to eat to grow taller."

Chai Yanran had already prepared meals in the shed, there was no table in the shed, so a straw mat was placed on the ground to serve as a table.The straw mat was full of common people's food and drink. Today, because of Chai Ziran's arrival, Chai Yanran asked the nearby grass bandits to help kill a chicken to celebrate.

Chai Ziran vomited all the food he ate at noon, and was already hungry, so he picked up a rough chopstick and unceremoniously picked up a piece of chicken drumstick and white rice to eat, his eyes fixed on the one among them A plate of yellow, green and black vegetables urged Rong Ling, "Brother Rong, you should eat quickly."

As a small grass bandit born and bred, Xiao Luobo was not so particular about it. He was good at lightly twisting a product that was obviously unqualified, but Chai Ziran patted it into the bowl again with his chopsticks.

Little Luobu stared at him: "What are you doing?"

Chai Ziran glared back at him: "What kind of vegetables do you little brat eat? Go eat white rice." As he spoke, he put a little bit of the white rice in his own bowl into the carrot bowl, urging him to eat quickly.

Little Carrot is unwilling, but he can only eat plain rice honestly.Chai Ziran looked at Rong Ling with a smile, and gently pushed the dish of green vegetables in front of Rong Ling with his fingers, smiling amiably: "Sir, you don't need to grow taller, eat the green vegetables quickly!"

Without hesitation, Rong Ling poured a whole plate of green vegetables on his bowl, looked at the mountains of green vegetables and rice in front of him, and smiled: "Thank you, Miss Yanran."

Chai Yanran's throat got stuck: "Master Rong Ling, you don't have to..."

"Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo..." Shouts came from outside the shed with poor sound insulation, and then a few sparks exploded on the fire outside the shed.

Chai Ziran looked at the mountain of green vegetables in Rong Ling's bowl, and said with a big smile, "Mr. Rong Ling, why do you care about those abandoned children? It's still a decent meal."

Chai Yanran frowned, feeling that there was something in Chai Ziran's words, and asked anxiously: "Aran, what happened?" Seeing more distinctive mourning cries from outside the shed, she felt a little anxious.

Chai Ziran took a few mouthfuls of rice and said, "I'll have to ask Mr. Rong Ling about that."

Chai Yanran looked at Rong Ling with unclear eyes: "Master Rong Ling? This..."

"Could it be because of my ugly appearance, not only the examiners of the imperial examinations bullied me, but even Mr. Ziran..." Rong Ling's expression was dark, his face was puzzled, and his voice trembled, as if he had been greatly insulted.

Chai Yanran's face was a little livid, knowing that Rong Ling's difficult hurdle in his heart had hurt him even more, and her tone was slightly choked: "Aran, he... didn't mean that."

Chai Ziran tapped the bowl in his hand with his chopsticks, and saw someone outside the raised shed was deeply trapped in the shed, and a big human figure bulged out of the fabric of the shed, which was made of unknown material, and then he was roughly pulled away by a person outside the shed, illuminated by the fire Looking at the figure outside the shed, the person who came was a sturdy man with a burly figure, not comparable to the "thin grass bandits" who lived in the shed.

Ada suddenly lifted the "cloth door" of the greenhouse, and hurried to Rong Ling, panicked: "General Hongmen from Kyoto is attacking."