Teacher is too tough

Although the small courtyard of the daughter of Lu Mansion, who yearns for Jianghu, is not big, it is planted with flowers, green bamboos, and green trees. It is exquisite and quiet, with a special charm.

There is a desk under the green tree, with snow-white rice paper spread flat on the desk, and white marble carved paperweights on both sides to hold it down. Lu Qiuyu, who is wearing a long snow-white dress, is standing in front of the desk and writing.

The woman tilted her head slightly, her blue hair drooping, revealing a section of her fair neck, and the fine sunlight fell on her body through the branches and leaves of the green trees, which was radiant and moving.

Next to it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old maidservant in Tsing Yi who was grinding with her bare hands.

On the round stool to the side, a young scholar in his early twenties was sitting upright. He didn't look very handsome, but his eyebrows and eyes were well defined. Among his peers, he should be classified as an upper-middle posture.

No matter if you look at it roughly or closely, the scholar's figure and appearance are not surprising, but sitting there, he can give people a sense of being different.

A closer look at the reason may be because of the aura and aura that cannot be ignored revealed by his upright sitting posture and solemn demeanor, and this aura seems to be exactly the awe-inspiring righteousness that scholars often say.

His eyes fell on the white rice paper, he did not look sideways, and he did not deviate a bit from the beautiful woman in front of the desk. At this moment, seeing Zhou Zongru coming in, he got up from the round stool, bowed meticulously and said, "Mr. Zhou."

Seeing that he was there, Mr. Zhou, who was originally full of enthusiasm, immediately lost half of his good mood. With a dark face, he cupped his hands casually, then ignored him, and walked straight to Lu Qiuyu's side.

The scholar didn't seem to care about this attitude, and sat back on the stool with a solemn face.

Seeing that Lu Qiuyu was silently writing the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", Zhou Zongru felt guilty for a while, and said, "What did you write it for?"

Lu Qiuyu didn't answer, but asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Zongru froze for a moment, stared and said, "Didn't you look for me?"

Lu Qiuyu said: "Didn't you say that you are not in a hurry, you are on official business, don't delay the business, I heard that you have made some achievements in Zhenwu Division recently, I heard grandpa and father praised you several times, you have to make persistent efforts , don’t give up halfway.”

Zhou Zongru puffed up his chest calmly and said, "Don't worry, we grew up naked together, don't you know me, as long as you work hard, there is nothing impossible in the world!"

Lu Qiuyu glanced at the scholar beside him and said, "What are you talking about?!"

Only then did Zhou Zongru remember that there was an outsider, and he said to the scholar, "Don't listen to indecent words!"

The scholar shook his head and said, "Don't say anything wrong with etiquette."

Zhou Zongru knew that he was not an opponent by chewing words and dropping the book bag, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and turned to Lu Qiuyu and said, "Why is this nerd here again? You are also the first lady of the scholarly family, how can you let men come to your yard at will?"

Lu Qiuyu said: "What's the matter, neither grandpa nor father are so pedantic, not to mention Brother Mo is not an outsider."

Zhou Zongru said: "He ran here twice in three days, who knows if he has ulterior motives for you?"

The scholar still sat upright, turning a deaf ear, as if they were not talking about him.

Lu Qiuyu changed the subject and said, "I'm looking for you to ask, can you introduce Brother Mo and me to your friend who made this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", who seems to be called Li Danggui?"

Zhou Zongru's eyelids twitched. He knew that his cousin had been obsessed with that little bastard Li Qingshi for the past two years, so he pretended to be stupid with wide-eyed eyes and said, "Isn't it? Could it be that you haven't heard that I wrote this poem?"

After Lu Qiuyu finished writing, she put down her brush and turned to look at him, "Do you believe it yourself?"

Zhou Zongru pouted his neck and said: "Grandpa, uncle, and my father have never questioned this matter, can I still fool them?"

Lu Qiuyu said: "That's because they feel that no one in the world is willing to hand over the opportunity of being a celebrity through the ages."

Zhou Zongru blinked: "Don't you also understand this truth?"

Lu Qiuyu said: "That's why Brother Mo and I want to get to know your friend more."

Zhou Zongru was startled, and insisted: "That guy Li Danggui is a vulgar ranger who rolls around in the rivers and lakes. Do you think I can't write such words, but he, a vulgar warrior like him, can write them?"

Lu Qiuyu said: "Our concubine Li, who is talented in the capital, has also been a knight-errant. Who dares to say that he is vulgar and vulgar?"

Zhou Zongru was tongue-tied and said angrily, "Anyway, you just don't believe I wrote it, right?"

Lu Qiuyu glanced at the scholar beside him and said, "Being able to write such a work is so talented that even Brother Mo is ashamed of himself. Cousin, you are even farther behind. Don't deny it."

Zhou Zongru did not refute these words, because he had already bowed down to the scholar's knowledge.

This serious and old-fashioned scholar, named Mo Rengan, came from a humble background. He went to Beijing to take the exam that year, and won the first prize. He became the first person and the only one who won the triple award since the founding of the Daren Dynasty.

Become famous all over the world.

He is not a rotten Confucian who only understands classics, righteousness and strategies to deal with exams, but a genuine knowledge of ancient and modern times.

He is proficient in poetry and poetry, a collection of classics and history, and the art of war. In this important place of the capital where there are so many celebrities, there are hundreds of academic debates every year. As long as he participates, no matter whether his teammates or opponents, he is impressed stunning.

You Honglu, a great Confucian at the time, once said that this son is not inferior to Mr. Li who was wearing a green shirt and fighting with Confucians, and even surpassed him.

Therefore, Zhou Zongru couldn't help being shocked when he heard that even such a character felt inferior to himself. He thought that this word was definitely not written by Li Qingshi himself. If it was really written by him, I will eat shit!

In a flash, he was a little shaken, but if he didn't do it himself, who could it be?The most knowledgeable person he ever knew was me...

Young Master Zhou was distracted, Lu Qiuyu asked, "Cousin, will you introduce us?"

Mr. Zhou immediately came back to his senses. Seeing his cousin's face full of anticipation, he immediately felt a sense of crisis. He spurned: "This kind of person who likes to linger in the place of fireworks, what is there to know? Don't you hate this kind of flirtatious person the most?"

Lu Qiuyu said indifferently: "When did I say such a thing? Since ancient times, celebrities have been very romantic, and they like to linger in the place of fireworks. It's not considered a lack of virtue. What's the matter?"

Mr. Zhou was struck by lightning: "Cousin, you have changed, you didn't tell me that way before."

Lu Qiuyu was stunned for a moment, and then said knowingly: "What I told you before is that in the future, my husband must never go to a brothel. I don't have any intentions of a man or woman towards your friend, but I just admire his talent and want to meet someone. That's all."

Mr. Zhou cheered up: "Then can I understand it this way, for example, you originally liked a man a little bit, but if you knew that he went to a brothel, then it would be impossible to like him again?"

Lu Qiuyu saw that he kept digressing, and said perfunctorily, "It can be understood in this way."

Mr. Zhou heaved a sigh of relief, but he still had some doubts in his heart, and said, "You want to get acquainted with my friend, but he may not be willing. Let me ask first."

When he was about to leave, he saw Mo Rengan still sitting there as firm as Mount Tai, and said with a dark face, "Are you still going?"

Mo Rengan got up and bowed meticulously: "The teacher has something to do with me, but he hasn't summoned him yet, so he needs to wait for a while."

Zhou Zongru stepped out and said, "I'll let my uncle call you right away!"

Lu Qiuyu said to the servant girl, "Go and see off my cousin."

When the maid went out, there were only two people left in the courtyard.Lu Qiuyu looked at the scholar and said, "Brother Mo, come and see if what I wrote is correct?"

When the eyes of the two met, the scholar bowed his head to avoid it, and raised his hands in a bow.

Lu Qiuyu smiled and said: "Okay, there are only the two of us left here, and we still have to put on a show like this?" (End of this chapter)