Bai Yuyue said with a smile: "What's more, the six arts of 'Rites, Music, Royal Shooting, Shushu' are originally taught by saints and should be learned by scholars. Shooting is riding and shooting. I learn these, and it doesn't seem to violate the way of the saints."
"Confucius said, 'It is virtue for a woman to have no talent'."
Bai Yuzheng also laughed and argued with her.
"Third brother thinks Yue'er has no virtue?"
Although he was just teasing, when Bai Yuyue looked at Bai Yuzheng with a slightly resentful look, he still looked away with a slight guilt.
This kind of joke between brothers and sisters in the past was a little skewed because of one person's intentions.
The result of this deviation is that she thinks that her brother no longer loves her sister, and she tries hard to get close to the person she once admired, but is always rejected by him.
On the other hand, the brother who has a secret in his heart keeps staying away from his sister.
On the other hand, he could only watch her chasing after her in vain, and he felt secretly sad.
The reason is that my sister feels that the blood connection between the two is inseparable.
But my brother knew that in fact, there were insurmountable cracks in this blood relationship.
Everyone sticks to the bottom line that can maintain their relationship, and no one tries to break it.
Bai Yuzheng touched his nose and smiled awkwardly:
"How could it be? If Yue'er had no virtue, everyone in the world would be a beast."
"Third brother said stupid things again, are you also a beast?"
Bai Yuyue smiled faintly, such a gentle smile that only Bai Yuzheng could appreciate.
Bai Yuzheng looked at her smile and was actually thinking: