Qin Dewei responded smoothly: "You come here to ask for poetry again, but I don't have the ability to write one. What should I do?"
Wang Lianqing pinched the primary school student's face: "Hey, what happened to Xiaolangjun today? I can actually hear you actively saying that you can't do it. Are you really not able to do it?"
Qin Dewei grasped Wang Meiren's mischievous hand: "I feel unhappy, and I can only think about writing half of it."
Wang Lianqing's original intention was not to write poems, he just used nonsense to soothe Qin Dewei's mood, and then peeled dried fruits and fed them to Qin Dewei.
He continued to talk: "Half? Wouldn't that make it difficult for important people to get up and down? You are only fourteen. When it's your turn to work hard, don't be like those forty old men."
Qin Dewei ate a few snacks and suddenly felt hungry. He had been on the road all day and didn't eat after returning to the city.
Then he said: "You haven't eaten all day, how can you have any strength to show off?"
Wang Lianqing quickly ordered the maid to pass the meal, and explained: "Originally, I invited you here today because I wanted to celebrate my birthday together, but suddenly I felt that it was boring. I really don't want to celebrate this birthday."
"Bring some wine and have a drink." Qin Dewei sighed and said.
Wang Lianqing said in surprise: "You actually asked for a drink?"
Qin Dewei said casually: "For your twentieth birthday, I will break the precept."
Wang Lianqing thought to herself, poor man, it seems that this exam is really exciting.
She bent down and touched Qin Dewei's forehead with her lips, and then went to get the fine wine in person.
The young man had a big appetite. He ate a few mouthfuls to fill his stomach, then raised his glass and drank.
Wang Meiren drank a few drinks with Qin Dewei, and then advised her thoughtfully: "Slow down, take it slow, the days will still be long, don't be so hasty. If it doesn't work this time, there will be another time. You are so young, so why worry."
Seeing Qin Dewei still drinking after failing the exam, Wang Lianqing felt a little sad.
It is really not a good thing for a young boy to develop the habit of drinking to drown his sorrows. Those talented people become insane because they are addicted to alcohol.
She deliberately distracted Qin Dewei's attention, forcibly hugged the young boy and said, "I've eaten and drank, and it's time to work hard.
Where is the half of the poem you just mentioned? Today is my birthday, you can figure it out."
Qin Dewei sighed: "When I came here just now, I saw that the plum blossoms at the gate had withered."
Wang Lianqing nodded and continued connotatively: "Yes, March is coming soon, and the plum blossoms have also withered. I have been busy preparing for the exam in the past few months, and I haven't even visited it a few times."
Qin Dewei picked up his chopsticks, tapped the wine glass to accompany it, shook his head and chanted: "Slave is like a plum blossom man, like a leaf, coming and going to caress the empty branches. It's a pity that they don't bloom at the same time. It is said that the flowers fall early, but the leaves grow late."
Wang Lianqing was just coaxing Qin Dewei to talk and didn't pay much attention to what the young man was going to do, but as he listened, his eyes changed.
These words seemed to directly penetrate the deepest pain point in her heart, and she burst into tears. Poor Kai Xie Bu, were they talking about the two of them?
Speaking of flowers, Qin Dewei remembered something and said: "When I entered the door just now, I saw the golden belt in front of the court blooming again. It was really fragrant."
Then he tapped the wine glass with his chopsticks and chanted: "Alas! There are always so many young flowers, but I'm afraid the young ones are not mine. Look at the flowers on the tree today, they are not the ones on the branches last year!"
What do you mean by adding salt to the wound? Wang Lianqing felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard this. She originally saw Qin Dewei as being depressed, so she tried to coax him, but by coaxing him, she actually made herself depressed.
She couldn't help but knocked off the chopsticks that were still tapping the wine glass, and shouted upset: "Stop reading!"
Qin Dewei was drunk and confused. Didn't you ask us to write a piece about the age difference?
We're kind enough to buy one and get one free. Just be moved and that's it. Why are you so angry for no reason?
Alas, these women have become less and less respectful of themselves recently, and each and every one of them has begun to dare to look down on themselves.
The sage said so well, it is said that what is close is not inferior. Qin Dewei suddenly found that his understanding of the meaning of the scriptures was a little deeper.
Wang Meiren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly another tiger pounced on the prey, pinned the prey under her body, stared at the prey and said: "I don't dare to wait any longer, we are not allowed to leave tonight."
Prey Wei twisted his body and said: "It's not comfortable here."
Beauty Wang then picked up the prey, pointed to the bedroom behind the pink curtain and said, "There is a comfortable place there."
She opened the curtain again and went in with the prey in her mouth.
Not long after, a frightened young man screamed from the red gauze curtain: "Why are you still a poor man?"
Another female voice came out: "In your words, is it a surprise or not? A surprise or not?"
"But this feels wrong." The young man's tone was a little bitter.
The female voice asked very sensitively: "What do you mean?"
"I thought it was pure relaxation, but now it seems that I have been forced to take responsibility. There is a big difference in mood between the two."
Someone seemed to be impatient: "It's hurting. Can you finish it first and then think about this problem?"
"It's done."
"..."
The curtain was reopened, and both parties, who had not had a good first experience, returned to the soft couch.
He picked up the teacup, replenished water, and was relatively speechless. He stopped talking.
After a long while, Qin Dewei sighed again: "I really didn't realize that you, who usually look like an old driver, are actually a poor man."
"Old driver?" Wang Lianqing was confused.
Qin Dewei waved his hand: "Don't worry about this word. I can't explain it clearly. It probably means I understand everything!"
Wang Meiren said again: "Don't you want to ask about the slave family?"
Qin Dewei said with a grimace: "Actually, I don't like this mode of telling private stories afterwards, as it will make the pure happiness begin to deteriorate.
But if you insist on speaking, then I will reluctantly listen to a few words. Anyway, I’m not leaving tonight, and it’s a long night to pass the time.”
What kind of weird words are these? Wang Lianqing still didn't understand the connotation, so she could only give Qin Dewei a blank look and said to herself:
"A few years ago, when I competed for Wen Zhengming and lost to my senior sister, I vowed that I would give it to an unparalleled talent for the first time!"
Qin Dewei curled his lips and commented: "With Wen Zhengming's old look, he is definitely useless."
Wang Meiren also curled her lips and commented: "Just like you did just now, how can you have the confidence to say this?"
"That was the first time I was scared again!" Qin Dewei defended.
Wang Meiren was afraid of making Qin Dewei angry, so she quickly changed the subject and said: "Thankfully, the slave family met you two years ago, and their reputation has been on the rise. Otherwise, my mother would have forced me to sell the comb to get out of the palace."
Qin Dewei suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Wang Lianqing always tried every means to ask her for poems to gain fame, and tried every means to promote her to the top.
Even at first she was a little sick and wanted to seek medical treatment urgently. It turned out that there was such a secret.
If she cannot continue to increase in value, she will be used to maximize her profits in another way. After all the romance, there will never be a shortage of blood and tears.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. It took me two years to figure it out.
"Are you feeling better?" Wang Lianqing said with concern, "For exams, if you don't do well one time, prepare for the next time. With your talent, can you still fail to pass the exam?
Just like you didn't perform well just now, how can you still be worried about it? The more you worry about it in your heart, the easier it will be for problems to arise."
Qin Dewei said with a straight face: "First, I'm not holding a grudge. Second, I didn't fail the exam. I should have passed the Taoist test this time."
Wang Lianqing was stunned. She was afraid that the talented young man would not be able to withstand the setbacks and would become abnormal and twisted. Also, seeing how depressed he looked was pitiful. In order to comfort him, he even gave out his most precious blood.
In the end, he told himself that he had actually passed the exam and had not failed? Then why did he look like he was dying just now?
Qin Dewei wisely realized that he couldn't tell the truth because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get out of the house.
"As I said just now, I don't really like the story-telling mode after the fact. If I think about it too much, my happiness will be over. By the way, I thought of another poem to commemorate it. Do you want to listen to it?"
Wang Lianqing also realized tactfully that he could not ask any more questions. If he asked again, he would definitely make himself angry to death.
Qin Dewei wrote a poem: "The green moss blocks the long road, and it is always a mistake."
The bones can be destroyed by accumulation, not to mention the redness and tenderness of the arms.
Although I am clearly here, are you willing to regret your beauty?
From now on, I will no longer dream of receiving my gratitude, but will instead tie flowers on my own hairpin and sit and admire the person in the mirror."
Wang Meiren held the words in her hands and said: "All the words and sentences tonight are not allowed to be spread outside the world. Only I am allowed to know except you."
Qin Dewei thought inexplicably that if you don't spread the word, others won't know, and if others don't spread the word, you won't know either...
