The Fragrant-Dyed Fan

I asked you to pick flowers and send them to the moon, but I wanted you to send them to Shao secretly. As expected, I gave them to Shao. Shao was satisfied and told you that you can continue to learn painting and you can also call you by name. Finally, I think the peach blossoms painted by Manzi can express Shao's feelings. It's really sweet.

Among the articles I have read about Dafeng, this one is the most beautiful, like a freehand painting, far and beautiful. Many years after the person who taught him how to paint left, he felt sad in his hometown. It was indeed the folding fan that brought him a simple and simple person, which gradually made him rejuvenate. But he found that his sister also fell in love with this idiot, so he had to let the girl go first and give him a try. Fortunately, he is really capable. No wonder even the No. 1 Scholar could make up a lame lie and ruin his childhood vows for him.

I think it's really good that the story stops here The princess is interested in Luo, and Shao finally shows that Luo does not need to stick to the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers. He can still learn painting from him and call him by his nickname. At this time, whether it is Ruoyue or Qiu Shao, everything is undecided. They both have a vague love with Luo, which attracts infinite reverie. But if the story continues, the love between Luo and Qiu Shao can only be hidden in the dark. The princess is the most suitable couple in the eyes of the world. If Luo marries Ruo Yue, the relationship with Qiu Shao will become embarrassing and painful, and will no longer be as beautiful as it was at that time. It's just right to stop here. The author is so good at writing.

This article has a lot of white space and a long aftertaste. Selfishly, I want Qiu Luo to have a better relationship with each other. I have never read online articles before, I am not in the industry, and I don't know if it conforms to the rules. I rashly continued two paragraphs, which was like a dog's tail. Qiu Shao stood in the corridor and watched from a distance, only to see the man standing blankly for a while, opening and closing the fan, and after a long while, he moved step by step towards the palace gate, until the blue color disappeared into the willow smoke. It was getting late, and Luo Zhangsheng had just got off the sedan when he arrived at home. A group of young men came to greet him like a snowball in Beijing. A cloud of joy carried Luo Zhangsheng to the mansion. While begging for the reward, he said, "The prime minister is waiting for the young master in the study." "Our young master is already tall. Wearing this "The green official robes look like jade mountains." "Now the color of the new official robes is more elegant, and the young master looks even more handsome when he wears it. Only gods can compare with it." They arrived in the study and the boys suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts. Luo Zhangsheng saluted his father and said hello. Luo Xiang coughed lightly and said, "Kneel down." His father's expression seemed different from before, but Luo Zhangsheng had passed through some storms, and without thinking about it, he knelt down without saying a word. He looked at his nose and heart, made up his mind to hold on, and watched the changes. He only heard his father say: "Today, a decree came from the palace, saying that you have been studying diligently in recent days. As a great tribute, I will move you to be a student and enter Wenhan Academy. I will also give you a pair of Hu pens and a pair of Duan inkstones." Ordinarily, the old father should have handed over his hands to the east and said some affectionate words such as "The emperor's grace is so great that the old ministers and dogs should serve the imperial court with all their heart and soul." But at this time, he did not. It must have been performed in front of the middle official who delivered the decree. Luo Xiang said seriously: "Now the Holy Grace is so solemn that you are allowed to be promoted to the seventh-rank official position. I want to be the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty. My son Jinke has given me the first name. His literary talent is extraordinary. Shang Xian has entered Zhongshu as a collation of the palace. Although he is one rank higher than you, it is not like the position of attendant, which requires you to stay in the palace and always accompany the saint. Therefore, there is quite a discussion in the court." Luo Zhangsheng secretly held the handle of the agarwood fan, and the smile of today's autumn appeared in front of his eyes, as beautiful as a spring mountain. I think Brother Qiu really doesn't mind my crude appearance and is still willing to teach me how to paint. When the father looked at him, his mind was wandering, sometimes sad, sometimes distant. He couldn't help but slap the desk, as if he wanted to use his voice to kick this ineffective thing back to the right path: "Evil! You have always been naughty and difficult to follow the scriptures. The power of God is unpredictable, and you can climb high or fall! You idiot, you have a good skin, but you don't know what will happen next..." Luo Zhangsheng speculated on his father's words, but responded with emotion: "My son will follow the teachings of his father, reflect on himself every day, and be humble and self-motivated. He will never... Have the heart to mislead the Lord and invite favors..." Luo Xiang stood up as he struck the case, his anger manifesting into his trembling fingertips: "... Treason! Nonsense... Nonsense! Someone is here!" As usual, he cried and persuaded the master to calm down. Luo Xiang was helped back to the couch and took a breath. He sighed for a long time: "That's all." He raised his sleeves and said, "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel all night, and tell your ancestors all your mistakes."

Dafeng's article is suitable for review. After reading it again, I realized that "shao" is also "shao". He said that the broken peony is the princess who is as bright as the bright moon. Isn't she the same person who waits for spring every year?

He was in a state of mind when he had not finished painting the fan. Now that he met Luo, the emperor finished painting the peach blossom fan again. Luo picked the peony flowers not because he wanted to pick the bright moon, but because Qiu Shao wanted to drink from the flowers. The little princess finally said that if you make me laugh, I will marry you, but Luo just smiled. I feel that the relationship between Luo and the emperor is deeper

Regardless of the ending, Luo Zhangsheng and the emperor are a couple.

The ending of this article looks like a romance, but it also has a feeling of beauty. Maybe Luo himself doesn't know who he has feelings for. He was attracted to the princess, but gave up the pursuit after knowing that she was a princess. After getting along with Qiu Shao for a month, they may have just been friends at first. Those other feelings had just begun to sprout and disappeared when he knew his identity. Dafeng seems to have said that the classification is because it is a "ambiguous" emotion, so it is classified as no CP. However, the writing is still very good. There has been a shortage of writing recently, so short stories should also be readable.

This open ending is really heart-wrenching. After reading it, I wanted to hang on to the vines and swing around in the woods.

Returning Luo Man's fan of peach blossoms is really a crazy hint