Datang Coroner

Chapter 661 Poetic and Picturesque

Looking at Fu Shiyi's strange expression, Li Changbo couldn't help frowning for a long time and asked, "What is Miss Fu thinking?"

Fu Shiyi accidentally slipped his mouth: "I was just thinking that there are so many young writers in Sichuan..."

Li Changbo's heart was full of alarm bells, and he immediately said: "I can also write poetry."

Fu Shiyi was interrupted by Xiao Xiang, but he didn't react too much: "Huh?"

Li Changbo said solemnly: "I can also compose poetry. Miss Fu can do whatever she wants."

Fu Shiyi didn't understand this, and immediately shook his head: "No, no, I don't want anything. Haha, I just said it casually, just said it casually——"

She couldn't help thinking: But why does magistrate Li care so much?

But soon she didn't have time to think about it—the mountain road was steep, and it was really hard to climb.

Fu Shiyi panted like a cow, and couldn't help but look sideways at Li Changbo: "Why isn't Magistrate Li tired at all?"

Li Changbo smiled shyly: "I also want to practice at home."

Fu Shiyi: ...forgot about that.County magistrate Li is not some weak scholar.People are serious about the eight classics of literature, martial arts, double, and complete!

Fu Shiyi suddenly regretted his decision to follow Li Changbo up the mountain.

Then, she sighed, looked at the endless mountain road, and buried herself in the hard climb.

The sky darkened a little.

Fang Liang lit a lantern beside him.

The sedan chair bearer was used to walking this way, and he had already lifted Mrs. Du up in one breath, but Fu Shiyi dragged himself behind.

Fu Shiyi felt that his legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't even lift them.

When he slipped again and almost stepped on the ground, Li Changbo reached out his hand in time and firmly held Fu Shiyi's arm: "There are still about ten steps, let me hold Miss Fu. It's getting dark I don't know, if it falls, it's not a joke."

Fu Shiyi didn't have the energy to think about whether a man or a woman would give or take a kiss, so he let Li Changbo drag her, and even let Li Changbo drag her up.

Li Changbo just chuckled in the dark, but as if he didn't feel it, he still pulled Fu Shiyi up.

Fu Shiyi almost blushed from this chuckle.

Fang Liang quietly turned his head away, feeling that he could clearly hear the pampering from Lang Jun's laughter, so much so that his heart couldn't help thumping: Oh, it really makes people feel sour and sweet at the same time. I'm a little tired but I hope the two of them can get closer!

The master of the Taoist temple did not know how long he had been waiting.

At this time, when I saw three people, I came up to salute: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun."

Li Changbo also returned the salute: "Master Taoist."

The temple master greeted with a smile: "The dishes are getting cold, why don't you two go eat first?"

It's all here, and Fu Shiyi is not in a hurry to meet people, so he simply goes to eat first - the main reason is that he is really hungry.

The snacks I ate on the carriage were completely digested.

However, the Taoist vegetarian food is really good, even if it is light and tasteless, but the dishes are all from the mountain itself, very fresh and delicious.

Of course, mainly because of hunger.

Fu Shiyi ate two bowls of rice by himself, causing Mrs. Du to eat half a bowl more. In the end, Li Changbo persuaded them to stop talking.

However, even so, Fu Shiyi was exhausted.

Mrs. Du waved her hand: "Go and digest your food. I'll drink some tea and read scriptures."

Li Changbo really wanted to take Fu Shiyi for a walk, and seeing Fu Shiyi's exhausted and lifeless appearance, he deliberately seduced her: "Miss Fu wants to see fireflies?"

Fu Shiyi lifted his spirits: "Is there any in the mountains?"

"Yeah." Li Changbo chuckled, holding a lantern, in a trance, a bit like a mountain ghost among the mountains and rivers, as beautiful as a seductive goblin.

Fu Shiyi was involuntarily bewildered, forgot about his troubles, and followed Li Changbo away.

The number of fireflies on the mountain is much less in July.

But those little green dots dotted the grass and trees, and the scenery was still as beautiful as a dream.

Fu Shi was a little dazed when he saw it, and it took him a long time to say "Wow" in satisfaction.

It's just that even this wow, I deliberately lowered my voice, for fear of disturbing the beautiful scene.

Li Changbo looked at Fu Shiyi like that, the smile on the corner of his mouth never stopped.

He casually sat down on the steps, and put the mosquito incense next to him.He also asked Fu Shiyi to sit down: "It's cooler at night, and I don't have anything to do, so I might as well take a look."

Fu Shiyi also sat down and sighed contentedly: "It's really beautiful. No wonder so many people like watching fireflies."

Qing Luo's small fan flutters with fireflies.

Such a poem, just thinking about it, can feel the poetic beauty in it.

Fu Shiyi looked down at his hands: Well, there is no small fan.Instead, he had a scalpel on him.

She laughed softly, feeling that she had nothing to do with that kind of poetic sentiment in her life.

Li Changbo couldn't help asking her: "What did Miss Fu think of?"

Fu Shiyi casually grabbed a blade of grass, then bit it, let alone leaned back indifferently, looked at the brilliant galaxy in the sky unscrupulously, and said his thoughts just now with a low smile.

Li Changbo thought for a moment, imitating Fu Shiyi's method, leaned back, and smiled: "But people live a lifetime, and poetry is not a meal. Miss Fu knows it, and others can't even imitate it."

Poetic and simple.

But it's difficult to enjoy life so carefree.

He looked sideways at Fu Shiyi very seriously, looked at that side face, and said softly: "Miss Fu, don't underestimate yourself. Those who understand Miss Fu's poetic charm will naturally understand."

Wen crepe, delicate and weak does not mean poetic.

Miss Fu's poetic and picturesque sentiments are just expressed in a different way.

When Fu Shi heard his suddenly serious tone, he couldn't help chuckling: "Okay. Then I won't belittle myself. County magistrate Li said that I have poetic charm, so I think I must have some."

After a pause, he suddenly couldn't help but want to ask him: Does County Magistrate Li understand this kind of poetic sentiment?

But it was a bit embarrassing to ask this question, Fu Shiyi was still embarrassed in the end.

The star river in the sky is shining brightly, and the fireflies beside him are dotted with flickering lights. Fu Shiyi is dazzled by the beautiful scenery, and secretly takes a look at Li Changbo's prosperous beauty, feeling extremely satisfied.

Life is so beautiful!

Li Changbo also took a sneak look at Fu Shiyi's smiling face, feeling extremely peaceful: If we get married in the future, we will bring Mrs. Fu and grandmother to the mountains in the summer. We have nothing to do on weekdays, cook a meal, and have dinner together at night. Look at the stars, watch fireflies or something...

Li Changbo suddenly felt that in this life, there seemed to be nothing more to ask for.That's it, that's fine.

So he asked: "If Miss Fu gets married in the future, will she watch fireflies with her husband?"

　Next update, around nine o'clock~

　　

　

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