newbobooks Chapter 385, Zhuge Liang
Chapter 385, Zhuge Liang
Chapter 385, Zhuge Liang
She didn't quite understand this approach.
Zhuge Liang picked up a piece of meat and put it into the flute bowl: "That's better than doing nothing."
Hearing his answer, Xiao Zijin nodded and glanced at Zhuge Liang.
"It seems to be useful."
As long as Zhuge Liang did not deny it, 70.00% may be useful.
This percentage is already very high for Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang didn't speak, and ate seriously.
In terms of time, he was in no hurry.
Xiao Zijin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want to send them some food?"
It's not too good if you faint from hunger in front of the library.
"food?"
"Hmm, okay?"
"Then why don't you add a small stool, a jug of wine, and a few plates of peanuts on the small table?"
Hearing this, Xiao Zijin was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked:
"Can you do this?"
Sounds pretty good.
Zhuge Liang squinted at her, picked up the fan by the table and patted her on the head.
"Do you think they are listening to books in front of my library? Or watching a play?"
Xiao Zijin stuck out his tongue and smiled playfully: "You said that yourself. Okay, okay, I understand, just don't give it away."
She followed Zhuge Liang's words and made a joke.
"Eat your meal and mind your own business."
"Okay, I'll listen to Mr. Zhuge."
Xiao Zijin shut up and ate.
I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that Zhuge Liang's attitude seems to have changed for the better these two days.
After the meal, Zhuge Liang rarely disappeared immediately.
He got up and came to the door, looked up at the moon and suddenly turned to look at Xiao Zijin and asked:
"The Su Shi you mentioned that day, which Shi is it?"
"Car plus form, I remember that word means: (in ancient times) the crossbar used as an armrest in front of the carriage."
Xiao Zijin explained.
"Su Shi?" Zhuge Liang read it softly.
Xiao Zijin asked curiously, "What do you ask him for? Could it be that you think he is brilliant and admire him?"
That's right, after all, he is a great talent.
Zhuge Liang was lazy to answer her question and asked his own question.
"Your hometown you mentioned before, are there any other poems and songs?"
"Well...I think about it."
Xiao Zijin tilted his head, quickly sifting through his mind.
Seeing this, Zhuge Liang rarely waited patiently.
after awhile.
Xiao Zijin said: "I just thought of a poem by Su Shi."
"tell me the story."
Xiao Zijin could not help but clear his throat and read softly:
""Jiangchengzi Yimao Night Dream on the [-]th day of the first lunar month"
Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable.Thousands of miles of lonely grave, there is nowhere to say desolate.
Even if they meet, they should not know it, dusty face, temples like frost.
At night, You Meng suddenly returned home, Xiaoxuan window, dressing.There is nothing but tears.
It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. "
At the end of reading, Xiao Zijin was infected by the atmosphere of this poem.
It may also be because of the flickering candlelight and the cold moonlight outside the door.
Her soft and waxy voice could not help but be tainted with an inexplicable sense of sadness and misery.
For a moment, it was difficult for her to get rid of this emotion.
Subconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, revealed a wry smile, and said in a low voice, "It's really bitter."
Zhuge Liang's eyes flickered, he moved to Xiao Zijin, and patted her small head with a fan.
"You didn't remember anything festive? You're still young, but you still have a lot of feelings."
She may seem heartless, but her heart is sensitive and soft.
The atmosphere was destroyed at once, Xiao Zijin puffed up his cheeks, and glared at him.
(End of this chapter)