Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 567

So she didn't say anything, and said a few words of distress to third brother, and then went back to her small room to think for herself.

Seeing that the door of her room was open, the second elder brother felt that something was wrong. She seldom stayed at home at this time in the past, so he turned his foot and came in to see what was wrong with her.

Seeing her frowning, so worried that he could squeeze out bitterness, the second brother felt distressed and asked her what's the matter. With him around, he would surely succeed and beat everyone up.

So she took out her homework, the topic was profound, there were two words she couldn't understand, and she had to ask her husband to write it down word by word after school, and then brought it back.

The master said that it was a question for the talent test, it was not easy to come by, like offering a treasure, he specially took it out to test them, to see how their aptitude is, and to see if they will have great fortune in the future.

When her second elder brother saw that word, his head exploded. He immediately covered his eyes and shouted dizzy. Ask him to ask his mother, or Xiaobao, or ask his father if it doesn’t work. Anyway, he can’t do it. The more you teach, the worse it will be, my mother will not allow it.

She thinks it makes sense, her second elder brother never tells lies with her, fights fiercely, but is worse than her in reading.

She thought about it, and decided to ask her father about it. Her father is an adult, and he always brags to her about how good he is.

After showing it to her father, her father had an inscrutable expression on his face, and told her to wait, and it would be fine when she turned around.

So she waited and waited, until her eldest brother came back at night, and her father took her homework to her eldest brother, and asked her eldest brother to help with the writing directly.

It turns out that today is the big brother's holiday, no wonder her father is so confident.

Oh, let her big brother write it directly, is that okay?

She seemed to have learned something suddenly.

The eldest brother looked at the question, touched her head, and said that the question was too deep, so she didn't have to do it, knowing that she had no homework and couldn't hand in the assignment, so after thinking about it, he wrote an article and handed it to her, so that she didn't have to do it. Worried about being punished.

After giving her a bunch of newly bought fun gadgets, the elder brother began to write, and asked her to wait by the side.

She is very happy, she doesn't have to do it, and she doesn't have to be punished.

The best is her big brother. Although he is not at home all the time, he will buy her a lot of fun every time he goes home.

Soon, her elder brother finished writing. She was having fun at the time. After getting it, she only took a quick look at it, and thought that the words were beautiful, as good-looking as her elder brother, so she put it away properly. Did not look carefully.

When I went to school, I handed it over to Mr., who wanted to scold her as soon as he saw the word, but after looking at it, for some reason, he didn't scold her in the end, and took the homework that her big brother wrote for him as a treasure. For the first time, it is well written.

She knew that her elder brother was right. If he said he would not be punished, he would not be punished. Not only was he not punished, he was even praised.

This time, she learned it thoroughly. She didn't want to do the homework that time, so she used two bunches of candied haws and a clay figurine, and found a classmate who had the best time with her and was very loyal to do it for her.

It's just that I wasn't so lucky that time. My husband saw through it all at once, gave her a severe slap on the palm, and scolded her for being worthless, saying that it would be fine to continue looking for a ghostwriter who wrote well last time, and find a ghostwriter again. The handwriting is uglier than hers, sir, he can't bear it, and he must be punished severely.

The matter was finally found out by my mother, and it was another cane meal, which hurt...

Thinking of the past, Lianhua couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. said that I can recognize my characters when they are turned into ashes. Let me stop pretending to be smart in the future. That's right. Ugly characters are so ugly, and beautiful characters look the same. No wonder Mr. can read them." Recognize me."

The emperor felt it was funny, and he thought it was very funny when he heard her say that when he was a child, he never lived that kind of life.

After listening for a long time, I picked out the hidden points from a bunch of rambling words.

This first one, his little concubine has seen her elder brother's handwriting, but she doesn't pay special attention to it, presumably it has something to do with her fondness for playing when she was a child, and she doesn't like to read.

The second one is that his little concubine can only recognize ugly characters, and beautiful characters look the same to her.

It always felt a little absurd, but when it happened to his little concubine, it seemed quite normal again.

After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "Can my daughter distinguish my characters?"

"Huh?" Lianhua frowned, feeling that the question was not simple.

This question is a bit esoteric, it should be possible, right?

You don't need to recognize her to know what words Long Live God wrote. It hasn't passed the time when she needs to distinguish, so she doesn't know.

If she said no, would Grandpa...

The emperor knew right away at a glance, so he opened it up and asked, "What do you think of my characters and this one? What's the difference?"

Lianhua looked down, pondered for a while, glanced at the emperor, then looked down again, trying to make a hole in the paper.

After looking at it for a long time, she seemed to feel that the brewing was enough, so she raised her head and said hesitantly: "They all look good?"

The emperor completely understood, and sighed in his heart: "Since they are all beautiful, then how can you be sure that this word is not written by me, but by your elder brother?"

"Ah?" Lianhua was stunned on the spot, completely stunned.

The emperor stroked her hair, stopped worrying about this question, and put away the paper again: "Let's go, go to the yard and walk with me."

Let her relax, but don't let her see this paper again.

"Oh……"

Lianhua was dragged out in a daze, thinking all the time, thinking out of her mind.

If the two words were put in front of her, would she be able to tell them apart?

It's just that when she really saw the word, it was like seeing a big brother. It was just a feeling, but she couldn't tell the specific difference.

Is it really wrong?

Oops, I almost forgot, it's the right way to make sure it's the big brother!

No, she has to think of another way to make sure.

After that day, Lianhua never gave up, always hovering beside the emperor, occasionally saying: "I can distinguish the words of big brother!"

"How to tell the difference?" The emperor raised his eyebrows to tease her at this time.

She began to mutter: "His handwriting...his handwriting is clean!"

After thinking for a long time, I squeezed out two words to evaluate.

How could she know how to judge other people's writing by chewing on words? If she could see so much, the original writing would not be like a dog crawling.

But if she doesn't say anything, it won't prove that she can tell the difference.

Lotus is sad.

Every time he heard her answer, the emperor just smiled and said nothing.

After talking about cleanliness, tidiness, correct words, and looking comfortable, Lianhua couldn't say anything else, and knew that starting from here would be fruitless, so she began to think of other ways.

At first, she rubbed her hands overtly and secretly, pretending to mention it casually, trying to verify that the man was her elder brother, but she didn't dare to say it clearly, for fear that her elder brother would be arrested and paraded through the streets for making a false statement.

(End of this chapter)