Chapter 235

As soon as Song Rong's voice fell, the curtain on Chu Yun's side was lifted. Chu Yun leaned his hand like a jade sheath and gently held the curtain, reflecting the constantly moving grass. For a moment, Song Rong was surprised.

"Miss Song? What are you looking at?" Chu Yun tilted his head in doubt and looked at himself. Is there something wrong with him?

Song Rong hurriedly replied: "ah, there's nothing wrong with Childe Chu. It's like this. I want to borrow two books from you. What kind of books did I just want to borrow..."

"Childe Chu is a book lover. I must have brought a lot of books. I can't remember what I want to read at this moment." Song Rong said with a fake annoyance.

Let her admit that she just watched Chu Yun lose her mind. She really couldn't open her mouth.

Fortunately, Chu Yunqing didn't understand the girls' thoughts. When he heard Song Rong say so, he became convinced. He put down the curtain of the carriage. After a while, he opened the curtain again.

He already has several blue leather thread bound books in his hand. He should have been looking for books for Song Rong just now.

Song Rong took the book directly from the side of the carriage, then smiled and said, "thank you."

Having said that, Song Rong put down the curtain of the carriage and began to study the books. As for Chu Yunqing, he read them for a long time before he put down the curtain and sat back in the carriage.

"Young master, you are really kind to miss song. Those books are your treasure! Last time I accidentally spilled a book with tea, you fined me one month's monthly silver... You rarely punish me like this after being with you for so long." Ah Fu's tone was a bit delicious.

Chu Yun glanced at Ah Fu and said, "Miss Song is different from you. Since she wants to borrow books, she will really love these books. As for you... If I don't teach you a lesson, you're afraid to deliberately pour all my books with tea!"

Ah Fu's face turned red. He really wanted to let his childe read less and have more rest.

Song Rong's carriage heard the sound of turning books. First, she looked through these books and knew what they were.

At the beginning, she thought that the book she borrowed from Chu Yunqing would be a dark and difficult ancient medical book. There was no basic landscape chronicles, which recorded the customs from Nanman to Damin and then to the northern desert in detail.

When Song Rong opened it, it looked very new and well kept, but many comments had been written on it, that is, Nanman and Chu Yunqing, who Song Rong didn't hear much.

Chu Yunqing's font is like a crane dancing in IQ, with a bit of lightness and elegance, which is an extremely unique aesthetic feeling.

It is the so-called word is like a person. Chu Yunqing's words, like his people, are like an immortal relegated to the world of mortals.

Song Rong read the contents of the book and read the annotations on the book. Unexpectedly, she could completely understand some difficult books. Song Rong felt some emotion in her heart. If Chu Yunqing was not seriously ill, but had the opportunity to become an official, he would be a bright moon hanging high in the sky!

It's just a pity that beauty is easy to die, and heaven is jealous of talents!

Ten days have passed since Chu Yunqing finished reading the books he gave Song Rong. Chu Yunqing cited scriptures and had a good reason when writing comments. Song Rong actually remembered a lot of the contents of the book.

Although it seems that these things are of no use to Song Rong at present, Song Rong still wants to have a look. In this way, you can spend some time. Second, there is no pressure from art!

As for the saying that a woman without talent is virtuous, Song Rong despises it. If she really doesn't know anything, she will only guard the one-third of the mu of the back house of the family!

She wants to fight with those sinister women in the back house, but she wants to fight with those men standing in front!

When she was going to look for the truth of the private salt case, when she was going to take care of the whole second room, she had forgotten that she was a girl in her bones.

She doesn't want anything now. Her only goal is to be strong!

If it's strong enough, it's a bad reputation, so what? No matter what others say, she can hold these people down!

Hard fists are the truth!

This is the biggest truth Song Rong realized in her miserable previous life! If she had been stronger in her previous life, how could Song Dai treat himself as a commodity and promise himself to a dying man?

Chu Yunqing is good, but in his previous life, Chu Yunqing died before he saw the good of Chu Yunqing.

Song Rong sorted out these books at the moment and was about to return them to Chu Yunqing. He heard a cry of surprise from outside the carriage, which belonged to Song Yu: "it's too beautiful!"

Song Rong curiously opened the curtain of the carriage on the side, but this time she only saw a gray cliff, not the next one.

She thought about it, came out from the front, sat outside the carriage and looked over her head.

There are cliffs on both sides. On this side, a line of sky is exposed. Song Rong secretly said that this is probably the beautiful scenery written in the book.

Such a scene is really shocking and novel.

Pa

In this line of days, there was no way for the carriages to go parallel. They lined up and passed here. A stone fell from the surrounding cliff and surprised one of the horses. It took the driver a long time to calm down.

Song Rong frowned and looked at the top of the cliff. Suddenly there was a bad feeling in her heart. How could stones suddenly fall from the cliff?

Song Rong comforted herself in her heart. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but it happened that such a stone fell.

Although she thought so, Song Rong's heart could not settle down. She frowned and shouted, "get out of here quickly. The surrounding cliffs are in danger of collapse!"

"Sister, you're making a fuss. You see, the road is so smooth. Someone must pass here often. How can there be any danger!" Song Yu's voice came from the front.

"Niang......" Song Rong called in a deep voice.

Xu heard Song Rong's voice. Although she didn't know what Song Rong was worried about, according to her understanding of Song Rong, Song Rong was not the kind of person who would make waves without wind. Song Rong would suddenly speak like this. That must be something she found.