Chapter 131 Painting with subtle ink, accompanied by Qingzhou, senior comes to meet in dream

The atmosphere seemed to relax a bit.

Although Nangong Meijiao did not directly praise the performance of this poem, this sentence clearly shows that this poem is very good.

Being able to receive praise from the arrogant princess from Kyoto, Song Ruyue naturally gained face.

The anger that I originally wanted to vent was no longer easy to vent.

She could only snort coldly, look sideways at the young man who was standing in the hall and said: "It's just a matter of fact. If you say you can't do it, isn't it done? It's okay to be humble in front of outsiders, but in front of your own people.

, is there any need to be so hypocritical?"

Qin Weimo defended weakly from the side: "Mother, my brother-in-law may not have thought about it just now..."

Song Ruyue raised her eyebrows and glared at him again: "You are the only one who talks a lot! If I say something to him and you say something to me, am I my mother or is he my mother?"

Qin Weimo lowered his head.

Song Ruyue stood up, looked at the young man in the hall with a cold face and said: "You paint with faint ink, write poems, go now. If you can think of better poems, you can write a few more. This time the eldest princess is here

In Mocheng, other families are vying to give you things. If you earn face for my Qin family, I will not be stingy. I will give you whatever you want."

After saying that, he flashed his eyes again, looked at him coldly and said: "If you have made meritorious deeds, you can make up for any wrongdoings you commit in the house in the future! Do you understand?"

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, he raised his hands and lowered his head and said: "Yes."

Song Ruyue waved her hand and said: "Go to the study with Wei Mo and think carefully about what other works you can use. Don't go anywhere today. Just think about it in the study for me. Do you understand me?"

Luo Qingzhou was startled for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Qin Weimo stood up, walked to the study, and whispered: "Brother-in-law, come in quickly..."

Song Ruyue had a straight face and looked at him coldly.

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to say anything more. He followed Miss Qin Er to the door of the study. After hesitating for a moment, he took off his shoes and walked in.

Song Ruyue looked at the pair of shoes at the door, and the corners of her eyes twitched.

Nangong Meijiao also stood up and said: "Unfortunately, no one understands military matters and war. The eldest princess has loved reading military books and various books about war since she was a child. Many war strategies are learned from books. If someone

If you present a book like that, the eldest princess will be so excited that she can’t even sleep to read it.”

Song Ruyue withdrew her gaze towards the study and said, "Meijiao, how about we go to the bookstore outside?"

Nangong Meijiao shook her head: "The eldest princess read Dayan's book about military affairs before she was twelve years old, so there is no need to waste time. Just give her something casually. There is no need for my aunt to be too harsh."

"Why……"

Song Ruyue sighed: "Let's go and see Chuan'er. Didn't you just say you wanted to see him practice martial arts?"

The two of them walked out of the living room while talking.

Surrounded by the maids and nannies, he walked down the corridor.

When she walked into the yard, Song Ruyue looked back at the closed window of the study and frowned slightly.

Nangong Meijiao suddenly asked: "Aunt, brother-in-law and sister-in-law live in the same room, alone and alone, aren't you worried?"

Song Ruyue's eyes narrowed and she sneered: "What's there to worry about? I don't think that kid would dare to do anything outrageous."

Nangong Meijiao glanced at her and said with a smile: "When he didn't come, my aunt and Wei Mo sang and praised each other. As soon as he came, my aunt became cold and scolded her. Aunt, are you really treating him like this?

Do you consider yourself a member of your own family?"

Song Ruyue sneered and said: "What kind of family member is worthy of him being a wife? I praised him because I followed Wei Mo and didn't want to make Wei Mo unhappy; I scolded him because I was afraid that he would get carried away and not know what to do!"

Nangong Meijiao smiled and said, "But Wei Mo's study room is connected with the sleeping room. As far as I know, even my uncle has never gone in, right?"

Song Ruyue said no more.

Nangong Meijiao didn't ask any more questions and could only say softly: "It can be seen that as soon as he came, Weimo's eyes lit up. When Weimo talked to me before, he was still coughing. As soon as he came,

Just a little ink will be fine. Aunt, I think I know what you mean."

Song Ruyue stopped outside the door, looking at the snowflakes in the distance. After a long silence, Fang whispered: "The doctor said, that girl...may not survive this winter..."

Nangong Meijiao fell silent after hearing this.

In the study room.

The smoke curls up and fills the air with heat.

The fragile girl in a plain white dress took off her thick snow-white fox fur and sat down in front of the desk.

Luo Qingzhou stood beside him, picked up the ink block, and slowly studied the ink in the inkstone. He looked at the elegant and slightly pale girl in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the embarrassing incident last night.

Qin Weimo unfolded a roll of snow-white rice paper, looked up at him and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, the ink you grind must also be talented. If I draw with ink, I will definitely draw better than before."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Second Miss can also joke."

Qin Weimo's eyes curled up: "When I'm with my brother-in-law, I always feel relaxed. I can't even feel depressed even if I want to."

Luo Qingzhou's smile faded slightly, he avoided her gaze, lowered his head and studied the ink and said, "What painting are you planning to draw, Miss Second?"

Qin Weimo looked at him a few more times, then withdrew his gaze, thought for a while and said, "It should be more consistent with the poem my brother-in-law just made."

"That's right, brother-in-law."

She raised her head and said, "Do you have any other poems?"

Before Luo Qingzhou could answer, she smiled and said: "Brother-in-law, have you noticed that my mother actually knows you better than Wei Mo? Every time my mother forces her brother-in-law to write poems, Wei Mo is always worried and nervous for her brother-in-law.

I want to persuade my mother to spare my brother-in-law, but every time my brother-in-law can do it all at once, and each song is better than the other. Now that I think about it, my mother really knows my brother-in-law very well, right?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and whispered: "Could she simply be deliberately trying to find trouble and teach me a lesson?"

Qin Weimo covered her mouth and smiled softly, and said: "That's true, but brother-in-law needs to know that my mother is always praising and showing off my brother-in-law when he is not around or in front of Aunt Zhang and others."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment.

I don't know why, but it reminds me of the family of that era.

Parents are dissatisfied with their children at home. When their children are around, they say all sorts of things about them in front of others; but when their children are away, they defend and show off their children in front of others.

So, does the mother-in-law really regard him as one of her own?

Qin Weimo glanced at him and hesitated: "Brother-in-law, actually last night..."

Luo Qingzhou studied the ink, looked at her and said, "What's wrong?"

Qin Weimo smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing. Brother-in-law, can Weimo be like your mother and force your brother-in-law to write good poems?"

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing: "The second young lady is not as intimidating as the madam, I won't be afraid."

Qin Weimo blinked and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, aren't you afraid? Then tomorrow Weimo will go and tell his mother that his brother-in-law stayed away last night and slept at Weimo's place, and... he slept with Weimo

Quilted."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"Second Miss, I suddenly thought of another poem, which was written specifically for the general. It must be more suitable for the eldest princess. If the second miss draws another heroic portrait of the eldest princess holding a sword and wearing armor in the military camp, it should be

good."

Qin Weimo pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law really wants to force me."

As he said that, Su took the pen in his hand, dipped it in ink, and said: "Brother-in-law, read it and write it with a little ink. Write the poem first to see the momentum and atmosphere."

Luo Qingzhou nodded, pondered for a while, and studied ink while reading: "The general opened the gate, and Geng Jie stood in the wind. The generals wanted to talk, but they hesitated and did not dare to enter. The sword energy shot into the sky, and the sound of drums shook the earth. The yellow dust

When the road is blocked, the horsemen chase the soldiers in a hurry. Bows are bent and arrows are flying like rain. They are surrounded for a hundred miles and beheaded for five thousand people. The horses bleed to death, and the barbarians hold their saddles and weep. In ancient times, armored soldiers were raised, and they were often attacked when something happened.

. Take advantage of my temple to transport you, and sit on the envoy to fight in war. When you return to the capital after presenting your honor, how can your military appearance be so good?"

He read one sentence, paused, and when the girl finished writing, he continued to read the next sentence.

By the time the whole poem was read, the rice paper was already filled with beautiful and graceful small characters.

Qin Weimo put down the pen, lowered his head and read it again carefully. Fang raised his head, looked at him with complicated eyes and said: "Brother-in-law, this poem cannot be given to the eldest princess."

Luo Qingzhou wondered: "Why? Is there something wrong in the writing?"

Qin Weimo suddenly laughed and said: "It's not that there's anything wrong, it's that the writing is so good. If the eldest princess sees it, she will take her brother-in-law to the military camp as a staff member. In that case, Weimo won't be able to see her brother-in-law."

Luo Qingzhou smiled when he heard this, ignored her last sentence, and said: "There is also a song called "Joining the Army", would you like to write it down, Miss Second?"

Qin Weimo quickly dipped his pen in ink and said, "Yes."

Then he smiled and said: "This time I don't need to use Wei Mo, my brother-in-law will do it, it's rare."

Luo Qingzhou smiled and said: "The beacon light shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy in my heart. Yazhang said goodbye to Fengque, and the iron cavalry circled the Dragon City. The snow withered the flag paintings, and the wind was full of noise. I would rather be a centurion than a commander.

A scholar."

After Qin Weimo finished writing, he murmured: "It is better to be a centurion than a scholar..."

After reading, she frowned, looked up at him and said, "If my brother-in-law really joins the army, he will never come back, right?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "It's just a poem. Are these enough?"

Qin Weimo looked at him with a faint look: "If Weimo says enough, my brother-in-law will say it's getting late and it's time to go back to study, right?"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

He was indeed prepared to say this.
To be continued...