"Bullshit, don't be rude!" Kong Nanwu glared at the little fox angrily, then looked at Zu An apologetically with a pair of beautiful eyes, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zu, I don't have any rules. By the way, I asked myself. I have read a lot of books, but I have never heard of this one, "Liao Zhai". I wonder where the young master found it?"
Zu An didn't take the little fox's offense seriously. Who made her look so cute now? "This book is about an old man named Pu Songling who I met by chance in my early years. He told me many weird stories." , I specially recalled it and recorded it, and gave it to the girl. I hope you like it."
When he was bored in the East Palace during the day, he began to think about what gift to prepare to thank Kong Nanwu for his help. After thinking about it, he thought of this Liaozhai. In Liaozhai, there are stories about various spirits or ghosts and humans. The other party is The demon clan, I think, should be very suitable to their taste.
Due to limited time, he only copied a small part of it, and will talk about the rest later.
Kong Nanwu looked surprised: "It turns out that it was written by the young master himself. This is a rare calligraphy treasure..."
As she spoke, she picked up the brochure and looked at it. The smile on her face froze because the words on it... were really ugly.
Of course, objectively speaking, the words written on it are within the scope of ordinary people, but her vision is so extraordinary. She usually appreciates the works of major famous artists. Compared with those, these words are unsightly.
Zu An's face became hot and he coughed twice unnaturally: "Girl, please take your time. I have something to do at home, so I will leave first."
After saying that, he didn't wait for the other party to stay, and left as if he was running away.
The little fox curled his lips: "This guy is self-aware. Reading this word is just dirty."
Nanxun leaned over and twitched, but couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering: "It's indeed a bit ugly."
"Compared with his literary talents, it really doesn't match up. No wonder he had to have ghostwriters write poems before." Kong Nanwu couldn't help but smile, and at the same time flipped through the booklet.
As he flipped through the pages, his originally indifferent face showed a hint of surprise and solemnity, and then he flipped through the pages faster and faster.
The little fox on the side was combing his hair that had been messed up by his master, and said in a grunt: "That guy is really funny. The lady helped him so much, but then he gave him a shabby book with such ugly handwriting. "
This is when Nan Xun also agreed: "Yes, I helped him, and I didn't see him give me any gifts. Men are indeed unsympathetic and unjust people."
Hearing her sour words, Kong Nanwu chuckled: "Who said he didn't give you a gift? Isn't this story just written for you?"
Nanxun was stunned, and leaned over to look at her finger. What came into view were the characters "A Chinese Ghost Story".
She let out a sigh and continued reading hurriedly. With her current mental strength, she could read the book quickly and finished it quickly. Her face turned red and embarrassed, and she was obviously in a particularly excited mood.
At this time, Kong Nanwu snorted: "What does this old Black Mountain demon he wrote mean? Do I have such a vicious and vicious image in his mind?"
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Nan Xun immediately spoke for Zu An: "Oh, Mr. Zu said it. This is not written by him. It is a story told by an old gentleman I met before."
"Fortunately, you used to be a concubine of the prince's palace and a spy trained by the emperor, how could you be so naive?" Kong Nanwu said with an angry look on his face, "Although I don't say that I have read all the books in the world, I have read a lot. But this "Liao Zhai" is unheard of."
"Maybe Pu Songling hasn't made a fortune yet, so this book is not famous?" Nan Xun gave a guess.
Kong Nanwu shook his head: "Impossible. The person who can write this book is so talented, how can he not be famous? Moreover, the writing style of this book is completely different from the mainstream writing style in the world, which is refreshing, except for people like him Apart from talent, no one else can write it.”
"Miss, you said this Pu Songling is the pseudonym of Mr. Zu?" Nan Xun was surprised and happy, "But why did he use a pseudonym?"
"I took a rough look and found that many of the stories in it mentioned the love between monsters and humans. Every line in the words was full of sympathy and admiration for the women of the monsters. Maybe he was a court official and didn't want to be blamed for this book. He was criticized by his political opponents." There was a hint of joy on Kong Nanwu's face, "Last time he said, 'It's a pity that there are no fixed bones by the river, just like a person in a boudoir's dream.' I knew that he was different from ordinary human beings. It’s different, now that I see it, he really has no prejudice against us demon clan members.”
Hearing her praise Zu An, Nan Xun was inexplicably happy and said happily: "Master Zu is a strange man in the world..."
As she spoke, her face suddenly turned red, and she secretly added in her heart, no matter which aspect it was.
The little fox on the side pouted and said: "I think that guy has bad intentions and deliberately writes about the love between the demon clan and the human clan. Isn't it clear that he is seducing the lady?"
Kong Nanwu was startled, and a blush gradually appeared on her cheeks: "Don't talk nonsense, he also wrote stories about foxes in these stories. Is he also trying to seduce you?"
"Is there really a fox?" The little fox, who looked disdainful at first, immediately jumped up when he heard this and ran to flip through the book and read with gusto.
Kong Nanwu was anxious: "Hey, don't grab it, I haven't finished reading it yet."
"I want to see it too, I want to see it too~" Nan Xun also came over, and the master and servant quickly became a group.
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Zu An was recruited from Hongxiu. When he returned home, his servant reported: "Master, you are finally back. The Third Young Master has come to see you several times."
Most of the servants in the house are from the Chu family, so naturally they call Chu Youzhao as a young master.
"What is she looking for me for?" Zu An asked curiously.
"It seems that he wants to come to you to ask for a calligraphy treasure. He stayed here until very late last night and was unwilling to go back. He has been waiting for you. Later, the Qin family came to take him back, and he was waiting here again this morning. You've been waiting for a long time," the servant replied.
Zu An's eyelids twitched. His "calligraphy" was laughed at by several women just now. How could he have the nerve to write anymore and ruin his reputation?
"knew."
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There were so many things that happened in the past two days that I had a headache, and I really had no time to deal with the children.
He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard the servant say: "By the way, the third young master seems to have mentioned that the eldest lady asked him to give something to the young master..."
"You didn't tell me earlier!" Zu An hurriedly walked out with a black line on his face. He was curious that he hadn't heard from Chu Yan for a long time and didn't know how she was doing now.
Halfway through the walk, Zu An thought about how long that girl Youzhao had been waiting in the past two days, and he must be a little resentful. It would not be a good idea to come in empty-handed.
Of course, forget about the calligraphy. He also knew that Chu Youzhao was not interested in calligraphy at all, so he came here to ask for the calligraphy just on a whim.
Thinking of the other party's playful nature, he ran to the street and bought a lot of clay dolls, nine-ring rings, bamboo dragonflies, lanterns, shadow puppets and other gadgets, and then went to the Qin Mansion to find her.
Most of the people who came to the Qin Mansion before were rejected, but now when the people in the Qin Mansion saw him, they seemed to see him as an honored guest. The Qin brothers entertained him warmly and greeted him, for fear that he would not be treated well in some way.
After finally getting rid of the two brothers, Zu An finally arrived at Chu Youzhao's room. Chu Youzhao was a man in the eyes of most people, so naturally there was nothing to avoid suspicion.
When Chu Youzhao saw him at first, he puffed up his cheeks and pretended to ignore him in anger, but when the other party brought out a bunch of weird gadgets, his attention was immediately attracted.
She listened to Zu An's explanation of how to play with these things with great interest, and her eyes suddenly turned red while playing with them: "I have been raised as a boy since I was a child. I have never played with these things, and I dare not express my desires. Only brother-in-law, you are the best to me."
Zu An was startled. He didn't expect that she seemed happy, but in fact she had been so depressed these years: "Don't be sad. Whatever you want in the future, my brother-in-law can secretly buy it for you to play with."
"Brother-in-law is the best!" Chu Youzhao hugged her arm, his eyes smiling like crescent moons.
Zu An silently took his hand out, and this little girl didn't know how to avoid suspicion.
At this time, I heard her say crisply: "Brother-in-law, come play shuttlecock with me. Normally I wouldn't dare ask a maid to play this game."
Zu An: "..."
Who is the grown man who plays shuttlecock?
He was about to refuse, but when he saw the watery pleading in the other person's eyes, his heart softened and he agreed.
"By the way, sister has a letter for you. After reading it, you can play with me peacefully." Chu Youzhao patted his head, hurriedly ran into the house, and quickly took out a letter.
Zu An took the envelope and looked at her suspiciously: "You didn't peek, did you?"
"Of course not!" Chu Youzhao jumped up and looked around unnaturally.
Zu An: "..."
Yes, your expression has completely given you away.
When he opened the envelope and looked at it, his expression suddenly became serious.
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