For a Prosperous World

"Zhong, Brother Zhong."

Zhuge Ying stammered at Zhuge Liang, pointed at Gu Nan, and looked a little alarmed.

"Man, man ran out of the painting."

It is no wonder that the girl looks like this, the person in front of him is indeed too much like the girl in the painting.

That girl Shuo Fang was born in Chang'an at that time, and the artist drew this picture with the words of a young boy, and one picture was painted for several years.

Each stroke has been changed countless times. In order to outline the woman, even the ancient female painting method has been modified to make the woman's appearance look real. She lived on the paper and looks back at any time Like outsiders.

This makes it impossible for those who have been seen to forget, and some people even wait for a long time just to wait for the woman to look back.

Inherent person said: Beauty is lacking, and Shuo Nu has not looked back.

This painting has exhausted all the efforts of the artist. In the future, he has never done painting. Perhaps, he feels that he can no longer paint a better work.

I do n’t know if it ’s a coincidence or how. The people in Shuo Fang ’s paintings are really similar to Gu Nan, and their temperament is generally the same.

At this time Gu Nan was sitting in front of them, wearing a white dress. Douyu took it off, his long hair was loosely tied, and a few strands dangled from his face, just like the person walking out of the painting.

Zhuge Liang looked at the person in front of him dumbly, and then returned to God after a while, he had a feeling that he really saw Shuo Fangnv.

When he first saw Shuo Fang Nu's painting that year, it was because the woman in the painting only looked at the wine and never looked back and felt a bit lost.

It disappeared at this point, he seemed to understand what was missing from his paintings.

"Click."

Gu Nan chewed a piece of dried vegetables in his mouth, but suddenly found that there were some abnormalities in the three brothers and sisters of Zhuge, and he looked up in doubt.

"You guys, look at me?"

"Oh." Zhuge Liang smiled, he was in a good mood, and he should be able to finish the painting of the Shuo Fang girl.

"It's nothing, it's just that the gentleman looks like an old man in my painting."

He did not expect that Mr. Gu was a woman, and it was rude to stare at him like this.

Take your gaze back and say softly unconsciously: "It's really like it."

"An old man in the painting?" Gu Nan couldn't understand.

"Yes, but I don't recognize her. She doesn't recognize me."

Zhuge Liang made a rare joke, looking at Zhuge Jun and Zhuge Ying who were still amused.

Gently patted the table: "You two have to look at it all the time, don't you think you have lost your courtesy?"

Only when they reacted here, Zhu Gejun coughed and drank his food.

Zhuge Ying shrank her head, flushed, and said to Gu Nan, "Sorry."

"Nothing." Gu Nan smiled: "The young English girl just wants to see it."

Early food passed between these few chats and chuckles.

After eating, Gu Nan held the grid, stood in front of the door and watched the light rain shake, the breeze was blowing into her arms, and it was a bit cool.

Occasionally, one or two drops of rain fell on her face by the wind, and it was cold.

Zhuge Liang stood beside Gu Nan and hesitated and said to Gu Nan.

"There are many unknowns in the text. I would like to ask your husband to stay for a few more days. You can ask."

Gu Nan looked over at Zhuge Liang, nodded slightly, she was a little tired, and it would be good to stay here for a few days.

At the invitation of Zhuge Liang, Gu Nan stayed here for a few more days.

In the spring, there is always a light rain, and the same is true for the next few days. The air is always slightly wet, and there is always water on the ground.

Zhuge Jun was a little worried. He said that there had been more rain in the past few days, but after three or two games, he didn't have any more.

Gu Nan usually sits in a classroom and talks with Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang is a very good student. When he is studying, he is very attentive.

For Zhu Geliang, the more he looked down at Gu Nan's book box, the more surprised he was, it was really hard for him to believe that it was a man who could organize it.

The doctrines and books can claim to be in the same vein, and there are even some that are enough to subvert ancient learning.

He once asked Gu Nan how long she had integrated these books.

Gu Nan didn't realize it for a while, and to be honest, two hundred years.

At that time, Zhu Geliang looked at Gu Nan's eyes, and for a moment really looked like he was looking at the fairy house.

Gu Nan simply walked back in time, saying that the book box was passed down from her century-old story, and she came from her master.

She taught her that she wanted to spread the sayings of a hundred schools to the world.

Zhuge Liang paid tribute to Gu Nan's teacher Cheng, saying that he was a generation of great scholars.

For Gu Nan, Zhuge Liang often held a shameful attitude.

Although the other party is a woman, she looks just a little bigger than herself, but what she learns in her chest is far from her own. Whenever there is any doubt, she can always ask her for answers.

He used to think that he was the best in the same year, but now it seems that he does not see Gaoer.

When not studying with Zhuge Liang, Gu Nan often accompanied the Zhuge sister to go out to play.

Go to the field and catch some frog tadpoles and get muddy. I picked up a few flowers and caught up with the butterfly. I slept on the side of the field for half a day.

Children always have a lot of vitality, and Zhuge Ying also has a rare playmate. These days he always pulls Gu Nan to go out.

Zhuge Liang also had to helplessly sigh, Gu Nan took this girl more wildly.

They planted a sapling in the yard and heard that it will bloom when they grow up. As for what kind of flower, Gu Nan did not know.

The sky outside was clear, and the birds' words were crisp, ringing on the treetops outside the house.

The clouds drifted leisurely to the side of the sky, and the slow flow made people feel a little lazy.

A small tree in the courtyard was still covered with dew, and the sun was shining in the dew, with a little light.

The front of the hut was quiet. Zhuge Liang was sitting in the room reading a book. Even Zhugeying would not make a noise when her auntie was studying.

He has read more than ten books in the book box these days, and he has already learned very quickly.

But even so, he failed to learn eleven in the bookcase.

There was only one or two sounds of lightly turning pages in the hall, and the wind dangled slightly from the semi-draped straw curtain, so that the shadows on the floor followed.

Gu Nan leaned in front of the hall and looked at the eaves outside the hall in a daze.

Zhuge Liang's eyes lifted from the book, looking at the man sitting in front of the house with his back to him.

Quiet in the afternoon makes people feel unconsciously quiet.

Zhuge Liang smiled lightly. He was used to sitting alone in a daze when he was studying, and he didn't know why Gu Nan always liked to be in a daze.

Maybe something is thinking.

Gu Nan seems to feel that someone is watching her turn back, just in the eyes of Zhuge Liang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xiaoliang, but what's wrong with you? "

"Oh." Zhu Geliang looked away and looked down. He didn't know he was suddenly flustered.

"It's nothing"

Gu Nan nodded his head, looked at the eaves for a while, and said suddenly.

"I should leave at noon."

Zhuge Liang sat at the table, half-sounded, and nodded plainly: "That's it."

He looked up to Gu Nan, and asked with a smile: "Sir, will he come back to see his old friend?"

"Oh." Gu Nan smiled slightly: "Maybe in a few years, I will find a place to settle down, and then be a teacher, I think Nanyang is good."

"Nanyang is good." Zhuge Liang nodded, and then sighed.

"You're gone now, I'm afraid my sister is going to make a mess again."