My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 341

[Chapter 338: Clouds want clothes and flowers want faces (second update)]

Looking at Yu Xiangrong’s charming and pathetic appearance, Jing Zhe subconsciously wanted to touch her head.

He was stunned when he stretched out his hand in the air. Yu Xiangrong was also startled, but uncharacteristically, he did not move away and stood there staring at Jing Zhe.

If the picture were frozen at this moment, it would definitely be very beautiful.

After a moment, Jing Zhe retracted his hand in embarrassment.

He smiled and said, “I don’t blame you. It’s not something ordinary people can do. After all, not everyone is as smart as me!”

“…”

“Well, I’ll write down the formula for you and wait for me. Just practice the formula while you’re away!”

Yu Xiangrong nodded obediently, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: “You…your handwriting is so beautiful! I…it’s the first time I’ve seen someone write like this. Okay…that place you wanted to take me to…are all the people there so awesome?”

“Except for me, they are all awesome.”

Jing Zhe shook his head, and then said, “I am the only one who is super awesome!

” …”

Perhaps it was because of the calligraphy that the distance between Jing Zhe and Yu Xiangrong was narrowed, and Yu Xiangrong was no longer as afraid of him as before.

“How about… how about… comparing with the talented scholar Jing?”

Yu Xiangrong blinked a pair of bright peach blossom eyes and looked at Jing Zhe expectantly and asked.

Jing Zhe smiled and did not answer, but asked, “Then who do you think is better?”

“You… your handwriting is very good, I think… there seems to be no one who can write better than you, especially especially… I seem to have never seen the font you wrote before…”

Jing Zhe smiled.

“Of course you’ve never seen the fonts I created.”

“My own fonts?”

Hearing this, Yu Xiangrong was no longer timid and began to speak more fluently: “You’re so awesome! If you say that, No one can match your calligraphy! But my words… I think Jing Dacai is better…”

It seemed that he felt a little sorry for praising others in front of Jing Zhe. After talking about it, Yu thought Rong’s voice became timid again.

“Really? Then let me write a poem for you!”

Jing Zhe said and picked up the pen again.

Even if Xiangrong leaned over to read it, he had finished writing.

“Okay, I’m leaving.”

“You… are leaving?”

Jing Zhe’s turn was so sudden that Yu Xiangrong didn’t react for a moment.

Seeing the sunset leaving only the last ray of light in the west, Jing Zhe waved his hand, turned around and left.

“Well, let’s go.”

“…”

Yu Xiangrong stood there blankly, looking at Jing Zhe’s back, his mouth slightly open, looking cute.

When Jing Zhe’s back completely disappeared outside the garden gate, she looked back and sighed to herself.

Growing up, it seemed that no one told me as much about poetry as he did!

At a certain moment, she felt a little reluctant to let go of that feeling.

He tilted his head and looked at the poem on the rice paper.

She was stunned when she saw certain words in the first sentence, and then read them unconsciously.

“The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is rich.

If we hadn’t met in the garden pavilion, we would have met at Yaotai under the moon.”

After reading it once, it was not enough, so I picked up the rice paper again and read while wandering in the garden. The more I read, the more I read. The more I like it.

“This poem is so good!”

After reading it several times, he said to himself, “Is this really written for me? Can anyone really write such a good poem in such a short time? But… Yun Xiangyi Shang Hua Xiangrong…it seems like he really wrote it for me…he is so awesome…as if he is as awesome as Jingda Talent!”

After saying that, he became crazy again, and his face turned slightly red, and he became more and more shy the more he thought about it.

“Xiang Rong, it’s almost dark, and you’re still here?”

Suddenly, Yu Sheng’s voice sounded from outside the door.

When Yu Xiangrong heard this, he immediately panicked.

Although Yu Sheng no longer prevents her from reading or writing in recent years, because of the shadow left by her childhood, her first reaction was to hide all the rice paper.

Yu Sheng walked very quickly, and before she could put it away, he was already at her side.

“What is Xiangrong trying to hide?”

“…”

Yu Xiangrong bit his lip, but still stretched out his hand.

“The poem was written by the young master just now.”

After hearing this, Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, because when Yu Xiangrong spoke today, he didn’t feel timid like before!

It seems that Jing Zhe really has something up his sleeve!

“Oh? Then let me take a look!”

“Oh, okay.”

Now that his father had spoken, Yu Xiangrong did not refuse and handed it over.

It’s rare for a boss to win such a tender moment. “Those great scholars, talented people, and bullshit tutors in the court are all just in vain. How can they have any real ability? Compared with Jing Zhe, they are not even a star or a bit worse! Although Dad, I don’t understand poetry, but I can still read what Jing Zhe wrote.

Well, Jing Zhe’s poetry is so good, wouldn’t it be nice if he could not write so many romantic poems in the future, and instead let him write some military-themed poems? , write it out and put it in the literature section, without taking up the content of the military section!”

Yu Sheng felt a little proud when he thought of this idea.

He was about to take the paper handed over by Yu Xiangrong, but found that she stayed there for some reason, and her eyes became empty.

“Xiang Rong, what’s wrong with you?”

“Dad…”

Yu Xiangrong recovered and asked again: “Dad… you said… that young master just now… was Jing Zhe?”

Yu Sheng was a little confused. The girl was talking well just now, why is she suddenly the same again?

“Yeah, didn’t he tell you?”

“No…no.”

Yu Xiangrong blushed again.

He is Jing Zhe…Jing’s great talent?

No wonder his calligraphy is so good and he can also write poems!

At first I thought he was talking big words… It seemed to be true…

What made Yu Xiangrong feel most embarrassed was that she praised him many times in front of Jing Zhe and talked about how great Jing Zhe was…

Thinking of these, she felt like So shy that I was suffocated.

Yu Sheng didn’t notice her change, but asked curiously: “He didn’t tell you who he was? Hey, this doesn’t seem to fit his character!”

In Yu Sheng’s eyes, Jing Zhe was not only shameless, but also I especially like to pretend to be X and will not easily give up any opportunity to pretend.

Hey, this time is rare!

“I don’t even know who he is, but how can I chat for so long?”

Yu Sheng asked curiously, and then looked at the poem in his hand.

“The clouds want the clothes, the flowers want the appearance…”

After reading one sentence, he was just as dumbfounded as Yu Xiangrong just now: “Is this specially written for Xiangrong?”

Yu Xiangrong’s pretty face was charming, but Still nodded.

“Ha, this guy really means something!”

Yu Sheng nodded with a smile, and then said: “It seems that you two have hit it off. He will come here often in the future, so you can talk more!”

He will come here often in the future…

I heard With these words, Yu Xiangrong became even more shy, but there was still a little bit of expectation in his heart…

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(End of chapter)