Today's third update is here!!! OK, the task is completed, ready to go to bed, good night!

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It was already late at night, the stars were dim and pitch black.

After returning to Fang Zhengnan's house from Qiming's house, Zhengyao and Mo Maochao lay quietly on a wooden bed in the straw shed built by Fang Zhengnan, ready to go to bed. Along the way, the

The three of them didn't understand the poem in that painting, and they didn't understand it.

Ning An was probably tired too. After lying down alone in Fang Zhengnan's bedroom, he fell asleep in a short while.

The wind was blew outside the house, and the green bamboo and windows kept beating, and the thoughts were all about that poem, Zhengyao really couldn't fall asleep.

"What does that poem mean? Is it a reminder? If so, how should I understand it?" As he thought about it, Zhengyao became more and more immersed and couldn't help but murmur.

Zhengyao tossed and turned on the bed for a while, but saw that Mo Maoqia on the other end had already started snoring. Zhengyao still had no interest in sleepiness, as if he could not fall asleep without solving this problem.

Finally, Zhengyao got up again, touched the dark, walked into the hall, warmed up a pot of tea, sat at the table, spread the parchment roll, and continued to study the above content.

"The parchment is a map of the nameless valley, and there is no doubt about it! The curved and oblique lines represent rivers and ponds; the square and center point full of dots represent fields; dense vertical lines represent dense vertical lines

The lines are bamboo forests. It's still right; these are houses in the nameless valley. There is nothing wrong with the back mountain here. The key is that what does it mean to draw two lines in this river? And why do you have to draw this field like this?

What about a point bigger? What is this strange poem saying?"

Zhengyao took a sip of tea and said to himself.

Zhengyao has read this pampering scroll more than ten times, and has been reading it all over the top and bottom, and finally he still feels that the focus is on the inexplicable poem, but what is the point in this poem and what should it be.

Go to interpret. Zhengyao has no choice yet.

It's strange to say that generally speaking, a seven-character poem has either four or eight sentences. No matter what, it should be an even number, not the seven-character poem in front of you. It seems that no matter how you read it or look at it, it feels a bit

In other words, this is also the place that stumps Zhengyao.

The moon's tops are full of fluorescence,

Reunion and joyfulness.

I heard the geese returning from outside the north of the border.

People return in the dark night in the mountains and forests.

The rolling river flows eastward,

The sea is bend the Jinghe River.

Only melancholy by the stream bridge.

Looking at the above content, it is nothing more than wandering around alone. It also tells the feelings of seeing things and missing your family and home during the reunion festival. It is the north, the mountains and forests, the moon, and the rivers.

These are just using the scenery to express emotions, and Zhengyao is well aware of this.

The poetic teachers in primary school texts teach this way, what describes the beauty of mountains and rivers, the rise and fall of the country, what shows the desolation of the night and the perfect moon, which further highlights the way.

His mood, his feelings, his feats, etc., are all so consistent. No matter whether the poets had such thoughts or not, they would interpret them according to the script.

Obviously, this poem will not be understood like this when you appear here. After all, when you see it, it does not seem to be written by a famous master, nor does it mean that it is too noble patriotic. Think about it carefully,

Zhengyao still felt that this poem could not be viewed by common sense.

Crack.

A thunder that shook the sky suddenly sounded, and Zhengyao couldn't help but twitch, and he was really shocked, as if the sky was about to collapse.

A scream came from the room. I thought Ning'an was awakened by such a thunder sound. Zhengyao immediately got up, took the oil lamp and walked towards the door of Ning'an's bedroom.

When he walked to the door, he hung the oil lamp on the wall, and then Zhengyao knocked on the door and said, "Hey, you're fine!"

Perhaps Zhengyao didn't notice that he didn't know when he would start to be nervous Ning'an's every move. If it were usual, he would mostly be indifferent. After all, he was just a thunder and did not hit anyone.

"Gagu——"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhengyao knocked on the door and finished speaking, Ning An immediately opened the door. At the same time, he threw himself into Zhengyao's arms, and then started crying in tears.

Zhengyao was confused and had never encountered such a thing before. He suddenly felt a little confused, so he patted Ning An's back and said, "Uh... you... you're fine! Why do you want to cry...

ah!"

Zhengyao is not uncommon for a beautiful woman to pounce on her arms, especially Ning An and Zhu Luying often do this, but this is the first time he is more curious about Ning

Why did An suddenly cry? Could it be because of this thunder?

"Don't move! Let me lean on it." Ning An said sobbingly.

Zhengyao smiled helplessly, but he still stood at the door as Ning An said without moving, allowing Ning An to cry just by leaning against his arms, although the tears wet his clothes and let him

There was a hint of coldness on my chest.

After a long time, Ning An finally stopped crying and slowly moved his head away from Zhengyao's arms.

Then Ning An wiped away the tears on both corners with his hands and looked at Zhengyao and said, "I have been afraid of thunder since I was a child. Every time I encounter thunderstorms, my mother would hold me like this and let me lie in her arms.

, This has happened many years ago."

After hearing Ning An say this, Zhengyao finally understood. Then he stretched out his hands and put his thumb on Ning An's face, gently wiped Ning An's eyes, and wiped her away what Ning An hadn't wiped clean.

Tears.

"A fool is just a thunder, it's okay. My shoulders will prepare for you, don't cry." Zhengyao said softly.

At this moment, Zhengyao, whether in his tone, movement, or his eyes, was unprecedentedly gentle, enough to make any woman devote herself to her.

Ning An said, "Tsk! Don't be stinky and beautiful! This princess doesn't care about your shoulders! A smell of other women."

It is obvious that Ning An is meaningful. As for which women are or which women, I believe Zhengyao can also feel it, but Zhengyao just shook his head and smiled and ignored it.

Seeing that Zhengyao was silent, Ning An continued, "By the way, you don't sleep so late, are you still thinking about that poem?"

"Well, as soon as I lay on the bed, I was in that poem in my mind. I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I slept, so I got up and had a pot of tea. I then studied it." Zhengyao nodded and said bitterly.

To be ashamed, I have always been known as the Three Masters of Shu, and in the eyes of others, I am smart and wise and quick-responsive. I am a rare genius. But I don’t know that Zhengyao will rack his brains every time he does something and spends a lot of effort.

Take writing poems and essays as an example. He was forced to do nothing, and he was forced to do so, and he didn't know how many brain cells he died.

Ning An said: "Take it to me."

Ning An also has a unique temperament, perhaps this temperament is why Zhengyao and her can get to the present. This temperament is the determination to pursue the truth. After all, it is the determination to persevere.

One thing, as long as you get started and don’t solve it, you will never give up.

And this is also what Zhengyao has, so this is what the two of them have in common.

Zhengyao immediately took out the parchment roll from his sleeve, handed it to Ning'an, then picked up the oil lamp on the wall, took Ning'an's little hand and walked towards the square table.

"The moon's top is full of light, reunion..." Ning An started to mutter according to the poem above.

Before Ning An finished reading it, Zhengyao immediately interrupted and said, "No. It's wrong, it's wrong!"

Ning An glared at Zhengyao, then said in confusion: "Where was wrong?"

"The first sentence is wrong. It is 'the top of the moon is full of fluorescent'. It is not 'the top of the moon is full of fluorescent'. Are you still a princess, and you can do everything in chess and paintings!" Zhengyao said contemptuously.

"What! They just didn't pay attention to those, and the meaning is similar to the reading like this. It's nothing to read one or two words in a misalignment, you're just making a fuss!" Ning An said angrily.

Zhengyao was so gentle and considerate just now, but now he started to attack himself again. It was so annoying.

"Wait! What did you say just now?" Zhengyao suddenly raised his hand and signaled Ning An not to say anything else for the time being.

Ning An was curious, did he say something wrong again? So he said unhappily: "I just didn't pay attention to those! And it means the same when I read it like this, no difference. It's not a big deal if one or two words are misaligned.

!You're just making a fuss!"

"Stop! Give it to me!"

Zhengyao stopped Ning'an, then snatched the parchment in Ning'an's hand, spread it on the table, and looked at the parchment seriously, as if there was something new to him.

Ning An didn't know what Zhengyao was doing, but at this time it seemed that Mo Maoqia was awakened by the two of them, got into the house from the straw hut, and walked in front of Zhengyao and Ning An.

"What are he doing again?" Seeing that Zhengyao was immersed in his eyes, Mo Maoqia was inconvenient to disturb him, so he asked Xiang Ning'an.

Ning An shook his head, looking innocent.

"I don't know either, but he seemed to have discovered something." As he said that, Ning An looked at the parchment again, and saw Zhengyao's fingers pointing at it, which made her even more curious, so she said again: "Hey, hey,"

, What are you doing, and what have you discovered?"

However, if Mo Maoqia and Ning An ask, how they say, Zhengyao did not respond, but continued to seriously point out the words on the poem, and kept saying "Yue...tuan,

The moon... is full, the moon is full... is blocked, north, it is..."

"Yes! That's it! That's it! I thought of it! I thought of it!" Zhengyao suddenly clenched his fists excitedly as if he had broken through a shackle in an instant.

Zhengyao's move really made Mo Maoqia and Ning An puzzled, so he asked in unison: "What did you think of?"

Zhengyao tried hard to calm down his mood, then pointed to the poem and said, "It depends on you! Your misalignment of one or two words made me think that this poem might be able to find the answer from the lines.

So I read this poem with a try-and-see attitude, but I found the secret!”

"What's the secret?!" Looking at Zhengyao's excited look, Ning An and Mo Maoqia were also excited.

Perhaps, the secret Zhengyao said was the way to leave here, so how could it not make the three of them excited?

"You try to find out the words in this poem: the first character in the first column, the second character in the second column, the third character in the third column, the fourth character in the fourth column,
To be continued...