Chapter 246: Find a teacher for Wuzhen

Wu Zhen thought for a while and said, "In the future, you lie to me, I won't break through you."
Yu Qingyao laughed and said, "Don't you dare to take it apart. I'll kill you all, this is not counted."
Wu Zhen was depressed, thinking for a long time, Leng couldn't think of any bet he could place.
She listens to Yu Qingyao everything, regardless of willingness or reluctance, she is all Yu Qingyao, and she does not have her own property to hold.
In order to let Yu Qingyao free her, under such conditions, she dare not mention it, fearing that the dark-hearted master would kill herself.
She only dared to ask for two more bites.
Yu Qingyao saw Wu Zhen not to talk, and was too lazy to deal with her, and went to find a place to hide.
She feels that one case is too powerful and the Chu family is too strong. Even if she hides here, it is not safe and she must hide for a period of time. After a year and a half, Chu Shenjun relaxed, stopped looking for her, and went out to play.
After mixing in Chu for a while, she felt that her cultivation was still a little low.
I want to use this time to practice meditation and bring up the cultivation.
In addition, she also intends to take this leisure time to learn painting, calligraphy, poetry and literature to improve her temperament.
You can't keep your eyes on Taoist priests. After all, Taoist priests are few in the world.
Learning ancient poems can attract literati, but literati can't be ignored. They write terrific articles. It would be nice if someone wrote a few poems for themselves, such as Luo Shenfu, right?
To attract literati, poetry and calligraphy know nothing about it.
That would be criticized as tedious and abominable.
Yu Qingyao selected a piece of Phoenix-tailed bamboo forest on the mountainside, and swept an open space in it to set up a wooden house. A well was dug in the yard. Her retreat was there.
She set out for a small town under the mountain.
She is going to ask a teacher to teach herself.
To say something like poetry, a middle-aged man should have been chosen as a teacher. It's best to be famous and once won the top spot.
But in such a small city, Yu Qingyao felt that he had no luck to meet that kind of celebrity.
The next best thing is to choose an old person who is older. However, once she lived in the mountains, the old people were afraid that they could not climb the mountain. Second, she did not like old men.
Therefore, she decided to choose a female teacher who was 20 or 30 years old and capable of painting.
To find such a female teacher, you have to go to the blue house. It may not be found elsewhere.
In Yu Qingyao's view, the ancient blue house is the place where really talented women are born. Because there is a place to train lovers for civil servants and talents.
Ancient literati were married to a wife and gave birth to a son butler, and then went to the blue house to fall in love.
In literary history, those passionate writers have written many beautiful and touching poems for the women in the blue house.
Yu Qingyao picked the largest blue house in the city and broke into it.
The keeper of the gate saw a masked women's crown breaking in, and was dumbfounded that he didn't dare to stop, and didn't feel it was right to stop.
Yu Qingyao felt that a white lotus flower, such as a green house, would be bad if people knew it, so he deliberately covered it.
Yu Qingyao came in the morning. When I went inside, I looked inside. It was empty, not to mention a red card. I didn't even see a few of them.
She suddenly knew that she had come too early. Now the people in the blue house are probably making up sleep. You know, they don't sleep at night.
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She stopped and turned to ask the gatekeeper: "Your, uh, where is the old lady? I'll ask her something!"
The gatekeeper Gong busy laughed and said, "Master Dao, please sit down, I will call right away!"
Yu Qingyao nodded expressionlessly and sat down at a table in the lobby.
Although she has always been gentle with men, Gonggui is the exception.
One turtle male flew behind, and the other turtle male accompanied him carefully to bring refreshments.
Yu Qingyao didn't even glance at him, let alone eat. Can this food be eaten? Maybe there are germs!
She didn't want to get a strange illness from drinking tea here.
It's so hard to tell. The image of White Lotus completely collapsed.
By then, it would be useless to kill all of them.
She didn't quite understand how the disease was transmitted, but refused to take a little risk.
She thinks all this stuff is dirty.
The old man heard that there was a long way to find it, and he didn't dare to neglect. His face was too late to wash.
Seeing Yu Qingyao, she was disappointed. Why is she a woman?
If it is a male Taoist, it is too early to come, I'm afraid that something terrible happened.
The woman's Taoist Chief, she had no idea what happened. She was really afraid of the men in the building who had provoked the women's crown.
But when Yu Qingyao turned to look around, she was relieved. No man would be willing to leave such a beautiful mother-in-law and run in his building to look for wild food.
Although she could not see the true face of Yu Qingyao, just looking at Qingyao's eyebrows, she felt that she must be a first-class beauty.
When Yu Qingyao saw a head full of beads, she could scrape three pounds of powder on her face, but she could not see the person in her face came in. She guessed she was the oldest, and said, "I ask you, can you know how to teach women poetry Teacher? "
When the old man heard this, his heart was in his stomach. The powder on her face fell down with a smile, and said, "Director Dao, I really know this. Dare to ask who you want to teach?"
She had doubts in her stomach and wanted to know who to teach, whether it was to teach the chief minister, Miss Guanjia, or Song Ji, so she could recommend a suitable candidate.
If it were to teach Ge Ji, she would have someone here. If she doesn't want to be able to learn, she just needs to learn a few crooked poems and learn to fool the guests. Two or three months of fast-track training, asking a gunman to prepare dozens of poems, can disguise himself as a talented woman to coax guests.
Yu Qingyao stretched her finger to Wu Zhen on her shoulder and said, "I am a demon pet, I can't speak, and I hate vulgarity. I want to ask a teacher to teach her to read some poems, so that she can learn to write poems. But I am impatient. With a man around, do you have a female teacher? "
She was going to live in seclusion for a while, and the teacher must follow her to live in seclusion. It has been inconvenient to spend years with a man. Solitary boys and widows are not good to pass on, which harms her purity.
After listening to the old man and the turtle man, they were all stupid.
They took it seriously, and never heard of anyone asking a teacher for a monster, nor did they hear about teaching a monster poetry composition.
Don't talk about them, Wu Zhen is stunned.
She was anxious to speak and said she didn't learn. However, Yu Qingyao allowed Wuzhen to refute. For a moment, Wu Zhen couldn't stop talking.
Yu Qingyao added: "It's best to teach painting and calligraphy. Is there such a teacher?"
Wu Zhen was terrified. The composition of Ling Shi's poems was already dead. If she wanted to learn painting and calligraphy, she would be finished. She tried to put on a vicious look to frighten the old lady. I'm afraid she said yes.
The old man looked at Wu Zhen with an earthy face and said, "No, Dao, really."
Not that she didn't, she was afraid that her powerful helper would be eaten by the monster.