Sheng Fu

Chapter 538 Take the Sword as the Pen
Mingyue Mountain, on the nine-story tower.

Yu Wenjun moved a reclining chair, condescending, overlooking the surrounding scenery.

From under the pagoda, from time to time there was the sound of childish reading, and occasionally the voice of his wife teaching. When Jing Peiyao taught Huang Yue, her tone was soft but firm, showing signs of impatience.

While thinking about it, Chu Jinyan came to Yu Wenjun slowly with a fruit plate, bowed slightly and said, "This is a grape from a certain small island. taste."

The fruit plate fell on the table, and Yu Wenjun took a closer look at the grapes, which were about the size of a thumb cap, in the shape of a purple-black oval, rugged, not a good product, and said in surprise: "Grapes can also grow on islands?"

Chu Jinyan lowered his head slightly and said, "Occasionally, there are countless islands in the North Sea, and there are wild corn, wheat, etc."

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "It's really interesting. I didn't know that the North Sea islands are so colorful before."

"Let me ask you, how much do you know about Peiyao teaching children, you can tell me everything!"

If Mr. Yu Wen didn't ask about this matter, Chu Jinyan would not say it. Although we are a family, we still have to maintain some decency.

Chu Jinyan's expression was slightly troubled, and he said slowly: "The moment is considered peaceful and quiet. At the beginning, Miss's murderous intentions were restrained, and she almost couldn't hold back. That little master is also extremely intelligent, and he can always take the edge of the sword and block it. Shut the lady's mouth."

"Miss is completely at a disadvantage when it comes to lip service."

"In the matter of learning and righteousness, the young lady does her best to point out the confusion, but the little master can always make a difference and comprehend some truths. Sometimes even the young lady is speechless after hearing it."

Yu Wenjun picked up a grape and hung it in mid-air, he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, he felt secretly refreshed, the girl Peiyao who lived in Bailu Academy in the past would still be there today.

Forget it, Peiyao is also at a disadvantage when it comes to tasting the taste of life alone.

"The two wear off each other, Huangyue is getting better day by day, and Peiyao is getting more transparent?"

Chu Jinyan bowed slightly, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Well, they grow and restrain each other."

Yu Wenjun asked curiously: "Calligraphy, can it be included in the schoolwork?"

Chu Jinyan was slightly taken aback, and said: "I haven't made a decision yet, and I don't know what kind of brushwork my young master likes. The young lady's intention is to observe first, and then make a decision."

"Anyway, regular script is useless."

"Little master is not a person of pure character."

Yu Wenjun frowned, but he still felt that Chu Yu was good, no matter how he taught him, he was very easy to teach.

Although Huangyue is still an immature child, she has never been taught to fool the people, so she is very assertive.

A ray of soft wind arrived, and Jing Peiyao came lightly.

Chu Jinyan hastily bowed slightly and stepped back slowly.

Yu Wenjun was still lying on the reclining chair, and glanced at his wife's face, which was slightly pale, and there seemed to be evil spirits overflowing from the corners of his eyes, he wanted to laugh for a while, but couldn't bear it.

Women's education is always a bit of a challenge, but the female masters in the Hengchang Sect are still good, such as Shi Kun's master Chen Ti.

Jing Peiyao sat down safely and poured a cup of tea by herself. Since taking over Huangyue, she has lost her interest in drinking scented tea. She often drinks tea because it can reduce internal heat.

"You are happy and at ease, as light as a swallow?" Jing Peiyao glanced at Yu Wenjun's lazy posture, pointing out something.

Yu Wenjun slowly sat up straight, rested his chin on one hand, and said with a relaxed face: "I inquired and learned that calligraphy has not been included in the coursework. According to my guess, the little guy doesn't like pens either, but calligraphy It is the most important thing, to determine her character in the future, what advice does Madam have?"

When it comes to calligraphy, Yu Wenjun admits to crushing Jing Peiyao.

Throughout the ages, there have been few female calligraphy masters.

When I was in Bailu Academy in the past, I never heard of Jing Peiyao's outstanding calligraphy.

Yu Wenjun used to be clumsy and knew a little bit about all kinds of brushwork. Liu Qinghua was deeply touched by this matter.

Jing Peiyao narrowed her eyes slightly, her clear eyes were like two full moon scimitars, she pretended to be calm and said leisurely: "You are watching my joke, if you want to laugh, just laugh, if you don't say it, you will get internal injuries."

Yu Wenjun didn't care about his wife's anger, and calmly said: "Xiaojia has a murderous spirit, you can use a sword as a pen, but Liuxue in your hand has to use it frequently, you have to find a dagger, and then find a moral article. It makes the little guy feel good about swiping."

Jing Peiyao raised her head suddenly, her eyes were like bronze mirrors, she said intently: "Why is this? In terms of emotion and reason, you shouldn't worry about this matter, not to mention crossing the line, but it's true and unnecessary."

Yu Wenjun looked up at the sky, and said with sincerity: "Because of emotion and reason, I owe the empress favor, and I have to pay it back, but the empress doesn't like people's sophistication. That's the empress, and I'm in a different situation."

"In my opinion, I can quickly go back to Hengchangzong to discuss with Yanzhao. In Dijian Valley, I will take out a magic weapon and give it to Huangyue to make a brush. As for the moral article, my wife can calm down in the next few days To write an article, in my humble opinion, the content of the article must not only have real talents and practical learning, but also reflect the beauty of words, if the saint in the cold wind is slender and fair, she will also be proud."

"Emperor Moon tastes the beauty of words, and she will be inspired."

"In this way, Huangyue can practice spells with peace of mind in a short period of time, and understand moral articles both openly and secretly, while you and I can fully preside over the political affairs in the north."

Jing Peiyao's irritability gradually calmed down, and she asked in a low voice, "What happened again?"

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly and said: "Xie Yiming was granted the title of Southern King, and Fucheng was awarded the title of Northern King. The Southern King has real power, and the Northern King will have real power in the future. The north and the south depend on each other to defend the imperial capital."

"As I expected, the temple will also be subtly transformed, and a group of young people will go from behind the scenes to the front of the stage."

"The temple belongs to the temple, and Hengchang belongs to Hengchang. The two respect each other as guests, and they work independently for the time being without being hindered by each other."

"The heart of His Majesty the Emperor can be learned from the sun and the moon."

"In such a situation, I don't want to go too far. After thinking about it, I feel that there is no need to argue."

"Chen Xuan's army is already on the way. The mountains in the north are high and the water is long. It is estimated that they will arrive outside the North Sea in seven days. At that time, you and I have to attend to welcome Chen Xuan's arrival. There is no Hengchang event in the north and south, but we are here. There’s always some demeanor to consider.”

Jing Peiyao raised her slender hands and stroked the bridge of her fair nose, then nodded solemnly and said, "Then I will follow you."

Yu Wenjun got up and stretched his waist, and said formally: "After this incident, I have to go to the mountain of Minghun to find out the recent movements of the two races of gods and demons."

"In the town of Chenmang Army, the Protoss suffered setbacks, and they basically had to fight back to deal with the demon wolf cavalry. However, the soldiers are unpredictable, and they might kill us."

"As for the Northwest Monster Race, it has nothing to do with us for the time being."

"I think at this moment, Li Hongshan reappeared in the land of the demon domain, looking for secrets."

"At the moment, you and I are considered unemployed, but once the army invades, we will surely fall into dire straits."

Jing Peiyao frowned slightly and said: "Fucheng is granted the title of King of the North, and the northern family will definitely not accept it. Do you want to support him?"

If the internal affairs are unstable, there will be chaos.

Yu Wenjun pondered slightly, then smiled and said: "No need to do that, he is one of the Eight Gus, he knows certain key points, and there will be secret assistance from the temple in this matter. Not long ago, Sui Ting in the north died suddenly for no reason. This matter has touched many sensitive nerves, and it can be regarded as clearing a long way for Fucheng."

"At the moment, you and I are only in charge of military affairs, not the internal affairs of the north."

"The Guo family will not disappoint you and me."

Jing Peiyao nodded slightly, and the figure in front of her flashed, and she went across the void.

Jing Peiyao couldn't laugh or cry at the sound of the little guy who has settled down at the moment. Writing Fu is not his specialty, but if he can't write it well, he will inevitably be laughed at.

You have to concentrate and calm down for a while.

(End of this chapter)