Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 58 Can the hairpin be sold?
The emperor let go of her hand with his right hand, and said, "It is not brute force to draw a strong pen. Brute force is to be tight on the outside and loose on the inside. It is not stable to hold the pen, and it is inconvenient to turn your wrist, so you can't write well. You need to use firm, skillful, You need to be smart, and you need to pay attention to every stroke and every stroke. You have practiced well now, if you practice more for a while, and persevere, your wrist strength will naturally become stronger if you want to.”

Lianhua nodded convincingly, listening to Master Wan Sui is right in this regard, thinking that Master Wan Sui also came here, she asked curiously: "Master, did you practice like this when you were a child?"

The emperor smiled, let go of her, and said with some emotion: "At that time, I practiced much harder than you, rain or shine, frost and frost, and I had to practice for full hours every day. Wrists are weak, always shaking when writing, the pen is not perfect, the stroke is not good, no matter how you practice, you are always trained by Taifu."

When Lotus heard this, she stuck her tongue out. She could understand her husband's reprimands best, because she was always reprimanded by her husband when she was a child, her writing was too ugly, she couldn't answer the questions in class, and she was reprimanded for not finishing her homework. No training, and so on.

If one day her husband doesn't discipline her, and she still feels that something is missing, she will wonder if the husband is waiting for a bigger punishment.

The emperor rubbed her hair. Her hair was of good quality, as smooth as fine silk. From the look on her face, she knew that she must have been trained a lot when she was a child.

The emperor smiled softly, and continued in a lighthearted manner: "Later I found a way to tie a sandbag around my wrist and put down my sleeves, no one saw me, I practiced hard with the sandbag every day, and finally one day when I took off the sandbag, I could write. Stop shaking."

Lianhua opened her mouth wide in shock. She couldn't imagine that such a mighty man, Lord Wansui, would have such a hard time?

If the sandbag is tied for a while, it can be endured. If it is tied for a long time, I don’t know how uncomfortable it will be, not to mention the need to practice calligraphy, and the wrist will be swollen. I am afraid that the long live man will persist for a long time. This is not an easy task. Ah, she is a little distressed.

Aware of her emotions, the emperor smiled comfortingly at her and said, "It's nothing, it's all over. Now you can practice normally, you don't have to be like me."

Reminiscing about the past always makes people feel a little ups and downs.

At that time, he was more than an understatement. Those days were his darkest days. His wings were immature. He was always frightened in the palace, worried about the spear and arrow coming from nowhere. If he didn't work hard, I'm afraid. Even the Empress Dowager had to give up on him.

Lianhua felt the gloomy emotions that Long Live Master was hiding, stepped forward to hug him, and patted his back: "Well, it's over, Lord, don't think about it anymore, you are the emperor now, and Master Taifu will definitely not dare. I'll train you again."

When she was a child, she ate well, slept well, played well, and had a good time. The master Yan invited by her father didn't teach her to be a "high apprentice". If someone forced her to study like this every day, she would definitely choose not to do it. It's so pathetic.

The emperor hugged her in a funny way, and her gloomy mood was broken by her words. This little concubine is really a treasure!

He said with approval: "Well, the Grand Master is only reasoning with me now, and will no longer teach me."

Lianhua raised her head and smiled, and said, "Long live lord, it's good to be reasonable. The gentleman who was a slave when he was a child was unreasonable, and he always had to find some excuse to beat the slave's palm."

The emperor looked at her in astonishment. He doubted whether it was like what she said. After all, she always has such and such crooked reasons that people always want to beat her hard to get out of anger.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Huh? Why is your husband unreasonable?"

Lotus' eyes began to flicker, and he faltered: "Well, it doesn't make sense..."

The emperor lowered his head, touched her forehead, and continued to ask with a smile, "For example, why is it unreasonable?"

Lianhua was stared at by Lord Long Live, feeling a little guilty and a little uneasy, and said: "Well... I just forgot to bring the homework assigned by Mr., so I was punished for beating the palm..."

The emperor continued to ask with a smile, "Did you forget to bring it?"

Lianhua didn't dare to look at Lord Long Live again, broke free from his embrace, and said with a haha, "Oh, oh, people always forget it sometimes."

As for whether you forgot to bring your homework or forget to do your homework, you don't need to tell the Lord Long Live.

Then he said, "It's late at night, sir, is it time to go to bed?"

I can't continue to talk about this topic with Lord Long Live, and I'm going to reveal the secret.

The emperor saw through her careful thoughts at a glance, and did not expose her. He was afraid that she would become angry, so he echoed: "Well, it is late at night, let's go to bed."

Lotus answered "yes", became happy, her face blossomed with a smile, and fooled Master Wan Sui again, very good.

When the two changed their clothes and were about to blow the lamp and go to bed, Lianhua remembered something and hurriedly asked Long Live Lord to wait.

The emperor did not understand what she was going to do, so he stood and waited patiently for her.

I saw her walking quickly to the dressing table, pulled the bottom layer of the jewelry box open, took out the golden eight-treasure hairpin, turned around and said to him, "Master, this is the color of the flower-viewing feast—the golden eight-treasure hairpin. hairpin."

The emperor nodded, what does this mean?Could it be to show off to him?

I just heard her continue: "The slave and maid have seen it. This hairpin is made of pure gold. Eight kinds of precious gems are inlaid on it. The whole hairpin is made of abundant materials and is very expensive."

The emperor nodded again. The golden eight-treasure hairpin was named so because of the materials it was made of, but she still didn't understand what she meant by that.

Speaking of this, she paused for a while, her eyes wandering, as if she had made up her mind, and said with a heart: "Master, can such a precious hairpin be sold as a slave? Xiaojizi said that the imperial order must not be damaged. Buying and selling, but the slave thinks, if you have the permission of the master, it must be possible."

She finished speaking in one breath, with a desperate expression, and nervously waited for his response.

Finally figured out what she meant by that, the emperor's forehead jumped with blue veins.

This little concubine just couldn't think of her as good, just thought she was better, she was about to commit a crime, and now the guts are so fat! !
He wanted to sell the imperial possessions in the palace, and asked about his head. Is this plucking the hair from the tiger's head, or is it that he didn't die fast enough? ? ?

He narrowed his eyes and asked in a cool tone, "It's not good to keep it? How did you think of selling it?"

Lianhua instinctively felt danger, felt a little cold in her neck, her shoulders shrank, and her voice became weaker: "The palace has a lot of expenses, and the servant Yueyue doesn't have enough money to spend, so if you want to save more money, you can't save it, anyway, this hairpin is placed in the servant's servant. It's useless..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and finally the emperor barely recognized what she was talking about.

This is true. Everything in the palace is more expensive than outside. It takes a long time to spend ten taels of silver outside, but there is nothing to do in the palace.

　Mr. holding a ruler: hand out

　　Xiao Lianhua is wronged and wronged: Sir, I will definitely make up my homework next time, can I not fight for now?
　　The gentleman sneered: You said the same last time, did you make it up?
　　Xiao Lianhua: I want to make it up. It was my father who asked me to watch tea. I missed my time. You also know that my family makes tea for a living.
　　The gentleman was furious: Okay, you little baby, there are so many people in your tea garden, and you need a baby to not be able to see it. How dare you fool the old man, stretch out your hand, and add ten more
　　The little lotus wailed loudly: Sir, I know I'm wrong...

　　"Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" (full 20 times, cluck)
　　The author of the code word chicken and dog looks like a pale face, as if it was their own palm, and they know the hardship of learning scum the best...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)