Liu Zhi'an looked at Qi Liang, the charcoal kid in front of him, strangely, and asked suspiciously: "Your name is Qi Liang?"
Qi Yun bowed respectfully: "My dear Qi Liang is visiting my uncle. I'm so sorry for bothering you."
Liu Zhi'an nodded lightly with a hint of doubt: "Since we are the classmates and friends of the little bastard Zhi'er, you must support each other. Zhi'er was spoiled by his mother at home and developed bad habits. Living together has caused
You have to be more patient and bear with your mistakes."
Qi Yun looked at Liu Zhi'an who was chatting in such a courteous and courteous manner, and then at Liu Mingzhi who was a little bit wild at the side. She couldn't believe that these two people were in a father-son relationship, and how could such a kind old man give birth to such an unsatisfactory thing.
"I will follow my uncle's teachings. The boy and Brother Liu will definitely help each other and be brothers. Please rest assured, uncle."
Liu Zhi'an nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, that's good. When you get home, don't see anyone else. Just treat it like your own home. If you need anything, just ask and I will let Zhi'er handle it for you."
"Thank you, uncle. My nephew is very satisfied. My aunt has arranged everything in every possible way. If you are still not satisfied, then my nephew is trying his best."
Liu Mingzhi patted the table and said, "Okay, okay, it's sour or not. If you don't eat it, the food will get cold."
Liu Zhi'an was a little helpless and embarrassed. Look at Qi Liang's gentleness and humility, and then look at his son's appearance. They are both sons. Why is there such a big gap?
Obviously, after some comparison, Qi Yun is obviously someone else's child.
"Sit down and eat. It's a common meal. You don't have to be polite to eat."
Although the Liu family is a merchant's home, it is also a well-to-do family. They pay attention to eating but not talking when sleeping. Although Liu Mingzhi felt awkward not chatting during meals and was quite uncomfortable, but when he saw the whole family, including Qi Yun, he did not speak.
I mean, I just have to keep my head down and eat.
Qi Yun touched her belly as she walked, and glanced at the innocent Liu Mingzhi with dissatisfaction. It was this guy who kept picking up and picking up vegetables, making one meal tonight more than the three meals at home.
Of course Liu Mingzhi is innocent. They say that the poor are poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Knowing that Qi Yun is a martial artist, he must have a big appetite. It is my fault that I co-authored to let you have enough food. You don't know how many people don't have food every day.
Want to eat?
Furthermore, they are guests from afar. If the guests are not well-fed and fed, it will appear that the Liu family does not understand the ways of the world and does not know how to treat guests, which is not beautiful. Liu Mingzhi feels that as a master, the spirit of the master is fully implemented and perfect.
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Liu Mingzhi touched his nose angrily, and looked at Qi Yun who was walking awkwardly apologetically: "Brother Qi Liang, are you really full? Don't martial arts practitioners have big appetites? Why are you so special?
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Qi Yun said nothing, burped several times in succession, and used actions to tell Liu Mingzhi what was wrong with her.
The two walked while talking, and when they arrived at Liu Mingzhi's room, Ying'er walked out of the room: "Master, the bed has been warmed, you can have a good rest."
Liu Mingzhi nodded lightly: "I understand, you can go down and rest first. I have something to tell you."
Ying'er retreated obediently and smartly.
Qi Yun walked into the room and was about to close the door. When she looked at Liu Mingzhi who wanted to follow him, her expression showed a hint of surprise: "What are you going to do?"
Liu Mingzhi was stunned and looked at Qi Yun strangely: "What are you doing? Of course you are resting, otherwise?"
Qi Yun pointed to the room behind her: "This is my room. You can go to your own room to rest."
Liu Mingzhi jumped up: "What the hell, this is your room. I have lived in this house for more than ten years, and why has it become your room? You are trying to occupy the magpie's nest. This is too much."
Bar."
Qi Yun opened her mouth and said in disbelief: "You want to share a room with me? How is this possible?"
Liu Mingzhi pushed aside the stunned Qi Yun with one hand and walked into the room: "What's the fuss about? We live in the same room. Aren't we also living in the same house on the mountain? I haven't seen you like this."
Qi Yun wanted to stop Liu Mingzhi, but Liu Mingzhi had already sat on the stool and drank tea: "This is different. There are two beds in the room on the mountain, with a screen in the middle. This room only has one bed, how can you and I sleep together?"
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Liu Mingzhi casually pointed to the bed behind him: "The bed on the mountain is so small that it can accommodate one person. My bed is made of good sandalwood and can sleep four or five people. It is not more than enough for the two of us."
"No, we can't sleep in the same bed no matter what, so wouldn't that mean sharing the same bed?"
"What's wrong with two grown men sleeping in the same bed? Qi Liang, don't be ungrateful. The young master only let you live in the young master's room because you are his classmate's friend. He arranged a private room for fear that you would find it too simple to live in.
I'm used to it, I'm wronging you by doing this with the young master."
Qi Yun shook her head approvingly: "No, you can't sleep on the same bed no matter what. Arrange a wing for me immediately. No matter how simple it is, I don't mind."
"You don't mind, young master, but I don't mind. What time it is now, my parents must have gone to bed long ago. How can I get up and arrange a room for you? Come on, just make ends meet."
"me"
"What am I, I've just decided. Come on, come on. Sit down first. I'll share with you some of the unique copies collected by the young master. Ordinary people don't even have the chance to see them. This cost the young master more than ten taels of silver.
I bought it and hid it for a long time."
Qi Yun was interrupted by Liu Mingzhi. Hearing that there was an orphan, he suddenly forgot to refute and looked at Liu Mingzhi blankly.
Liu Mingzhi gave Qi Yun a cheeky smile and gave him a "you know what" look.
Rubbing his hands and laughing twice, Liu Mingzhi stood up and closed the door, inserted two bolts on the door, walked to the bookshelf in a cowardly manner, rummaged through it to find a book and took it out.
He walked to the desk in a humble manner: "This book has a history of at least a hundred years based on paper. It is the only one in the entire Dalong Dynasty. Others who want to buy it have no place to buy it. I am the only one with an unparalleled discernment. From then on,
I found this treasure book in the hands of a hawker."
Qi Yun subconsciously looked at the book Liu Mingzhi placed on the table. Three Hundred Poems? Qi Yun became interested. Could it be that this is a book of poems?
That's not right. Since it was an only copy more than a hundred years ago, why are the three hundred and three words of this poem so new? It was obviously written not long ago. Liu Mingzhi glanced at Liu Mingzhi doubtfully. Could it be that Liu Mingzhi
Mingzhi was deceived? This note was obviously written just now.
Liu Mingzhi pushed the book in front of Qi Yun coquettishly: "Brother Qi Liang, take a look. You have to be careful not to damage it."
Qi Yun gently picked up the book, opened a page and started reading.
"Woyi Alley" There are wild flowers and wild flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Qi Yun was stunned: "This poem is in tribute to the Zhuque Bridge on the Qinhuai River in Jinling and the prosperity on the south bank in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Unfortunately, the world has changed. Wang Xie's famous wealthy family has withered and turned into ordinary people. Swallows, weeds and flowers,
The setting sun is setting, the words are simple but full of charm, what a poem."
Liu Mingzhi said coquettishly: "Poems and lyrics are just small things, let's read on."
Qi Yun glanced at Liu Mingzhi in surprise and continued to read.
"Climbing the Phoenix Terrace of Jinling" The Phoenix travels on the Phoenix Terrace. When the phoenix leaves the platform, the empty river flows by itself. The flowers and plants of the Wu palace are buried in the secluded path, and the Jin Dynasty clothes become ancient hills. The three mountains are halfway to the blue sky, and the two rivers separate Bailuzhou. It is always covered by floating clouds.
On that day, the absence of the capital makes people sad.
"The sky and the sky are unconstrained. The gorgeous scene of this poem is rarely seen in the world. The three characters for "phoenix" are used together in the beginning, which not only does not appear repetitive, but is extremely beautiful. Three mountains are halfway out of the blue sky, and two waters divide Bailuzhou. Just these two words can be passed down through the ages, and the atmosphere
Magnificent and vast, it paved the way for the absence of the capital at the end. The absence of the capital makes people sad. Isn’t there so much evil in the current dynasty? I lament that I have no way to serve the country. I have never heard of these poems. Even my grandfather who knows them can’t write such words.
A gorgeous yet meaningful masterpiece."
"Hey, don't keep paying attention to these useless poems, the wonderful ones will come later.
"Drinking Alone under the Moon", "Midnight Wu Song", and "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" are all poems that Qi Yun first marvels at, and then comments on them in detail, recalling their charm.
The richness and variety of postures in the book made Liu Mingzhi, who has watched all the movies from the island country, have to sigh. The variety of patterns is amazing. Liu Mingzhi, a grown man, felt upset after reading it, let alone Qi Yun, a young woman who has not yet left the government.
girl.
"Ah, my nose. My surname is Qi. You are not a thing. I kindly brought an orphan copy from a hundred years ago to share with you, but you don't know what to do with it?"
"You bastard, you're the one who's going to beat me if you tempt me to look at such obscene things."