"A storm is about to come, and the wind is filling the building..." Sister Meng Elementary School's "Sail without Watermark" muttered softly: "Master Zhu, you really have extraordinary literary talent."
"Thank you, girl," Zhu Ziming said, clasping his fists.
"Zhi Feichang Meng Elementary School's "Qihang has no watermark" sister hesitated for a moment, and then said: "But since Mr. Zhu is so talented, why don't you seek an official position?"
Why do people always ask this question? Zhu Ziming rolled his eyes. If he wants to be an official, let Sage Kong recommend him. With Kong Li as the emperor's mentor, even if he can't go to the capital to become a high official, he can be at least a ninth grader.
Sesame official.
Zhu Ziming shook his head and said: "I'm used to being free, and I don't like the intrigues in officialdom."
"
"Really?" Sister "Qihang has no watermark" from Meng Elementary School covered her mouth and chuckled: "If you don't become an official, it will be really good news for our allies."
Zhu Ziming's eyes flashed coldly, and he said calmly: "Girl's kindness, it seems that your country of Meng doesn't want our country of Yan to prosper?"
"Master Zhu can draw inferences from one instance." Miss Meng Elementary School's "Qihang has no watermark" had no fear, nor did she have any guilty conscience. She said softly: "It's just that Master Zhu misunderstood me. I like the culture of the Central Plains very much."
, otherwise how could I speak Chinese."
Yes, if this little girl has the intention to plunder the Yan State, why should she learn the Chinese language? She can speak it more pleasantly and fluently, Zhu Ziming thought secretly. After all, it stands to reason that no woman would lead troops to fight and learn the enemy's language.
To be a spy.
Although Zhu Ziming doesn't like to interfere with national affairs, he is still a descendant of China at heart. How could he allow foreigners to invade? If a Mongolian woman said something "not rebellious", even if he would not attack the woman, he would still fight with her.
She will never be seen again!
Just as Zhu Ziming was thinking about it and was a little lost in thought, Sister "Qihang No Watermark" from Meng Elementary School took out a book from her arms. She held the book and opened it all night, and read softly: "Ten Miles of Flat Lake"
The sky is covered with frost, and every inch of the blue silk hair is filled with worry about the past years. Looking at each other in the shape of the moon, we only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals."
The sister from Meng Elementary School, "There is no watermark on the voyage," chanted softly repeatedly, her blue eyes, glowing with starlight, rippling like spring water, completely silent in the beautiful artistic conception of the poem.
"I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals, what a beautiful poem." Sister Meng Elementary School's "Qihang has no watermark" said with a pretty face: "Only a talented man like Mr. Zhu can write such a beautiful poem."
Ziming's collection of poems! When Zhu Ziming saw the book in her hand, he was shocked to see his own book. After being stunned for a moment, Zhu Ziming felt his face getting hot. After all, this book was even more pirated than pirated. He was so flattered by a foreign girl.
, it’s really a bit like that mm”
Zhu Ziming laughed and said, "Girl, you really praise me so much. I can only write a few short poems."
Sister "Qihang has no watermark" from Meng Elementary School gave him a charming look: "Master Zhu's temperament is not so self-effacing. Could it be that he is so pretentious in front of me?"
The foreign girl with blond hair and blue eyes just rolled her eyes slightly, but her movements were so charming that Zhu Ziming's heart skipped a beat when he saw it. Such a seductive woman was probably in Mongolia.
I don’t know how many men admire her.
If she had a low status, she should have been taken over by others. Zhu Ziming thought in his mind. Seeing that the big man looked at her with respect, she should also be a person with a high status.
, then she will be a woman from a noble family in Mongolia.
When Zhu Ziming was lost in thought again, Sister "Qihang No Watermark" from Meng Elementary School noticed that his eyes flickered as if he was speculating on something, and she laughed softly: "Master Zhu, are you wondering who I am?"
There is no watermark, why did you suddenly visit Yan country?"
Zhu Ziming was stunned for a moment and laughed and said: "Girl, you are kindhearted, but I want to know your name even more. Otherwise, I would feel awkward if you keep calling me girl."
Sister "Qihang has no watermark" from the Mongolian elementary school immediately murmured something, but Zhu Ziming had never heard of Mongolian. This Mongolian language is not like English, nor is it like French or German. What kind of language is it?
He was really unheard of.
After he looked dumbfounded, Sister Jiao from Meng Elementary School smiled charmingly and said: "Of course you can't understand my name. In your Chinese dialect,
You can call me Jin Linger.”….
"Spiritual heart...Zhu Ziming blurted out a soft call.
Jin Ling'er's pretty face blushed slightly, and she said angrily: "Master Zhu, my nickname can only be said by my elders. Are all the men of Yan Kingdom so frivolous?"
Why does this Mongolian girl named Ling'er always like to compare herself with the men of Yan? Zhu Ziming was speechless. He was not an out-and-out Yan national. He smiled bitterly and said: "Jin Xiao's Qihang has no watermark."
Sister, I'm rude, mm. Jin Xiao "Qihang has no watermark" sister seems to like poetry very much?"
Zhu Ziming looked at the "Collection of Poems of Ziming" she held in her arms, and suddenly felt that this book was so happy. If many men saw it, they would want to become this book.
"Well, I like your Chinese culture very much, especially the poems and songs, which are long-lasting and have beautiful tunes. I like them very much." Jin Ling'er said with beautiful eyes: "It's just that you Yan people don't like us.
As a Mongolian, I cannot discuss elegance with other talented people in Yan."
"If they see my appearance, I'm afraid they might think they've seen a ghost." Jin Ling'er suddenly covered her mouth and sneered mischievously.
Zhu Ziming waved his hand and said: "How come, Sister Jin is so beautiful that many people have no time to flatter her."
"Really, you think I'm beautiful?" Jin Ling'er asked doubtfully, "Don't you think I look strange?"
Jin Ling'er grew up in Mongolia, and even heard that when Mongolian people went to Yan to do business, some people were regarded as monsters by the Yan people and were almost beaten to death. After all, the Mongolian people's bright hair and odd-colored pupils really made many people
The people of Yan State could not accept it.
"Is it weird?" Zhu Ziming asked.
Jin Ling'er said seriously: "Has Mr. Zhu ever seen us Mongolians before, or are there people from other lands who look the same as us?"
Zhu Ziming chuckled and said: "Not only are they the same as you, but they are also different from you - black people in Africa. Their hair is black curly hair, their skin is as black as carbon, and their buttocks are all black!
"
"Bah!" Jin Ling'er spat softly, thinking to herself, if you call him a black butt, it's okay to say that his butt is black, that's disgusting!
"African blacks?" Jin Ling'er asked very curiously: "Are their strange races also near us?"
Jin Ling'er had never heard of such a black man and a strange race, but the world was so vast that it was full of wonders, and Zhu Ziming didn't look like a scoundrel who knew how to fool people. But where did black people live?
ps: In the final stage of the project, this is the busiest time for Lao Xue. A few nights ago, he had to guard the newly poured territory to prevent people from trampling on him. He had to guard the entry point every night. He didn't go online for a few days.
, I finally have free time today, so I’ll hurry up and update a chapter, sorry...).