Monument Yangmen

Chapter 13 Flying White
After working up his strength, he practiced some gun stick movements, and Yang Yansi also had a thin layer of sweat on his body.

After the morning exercise, Yang Yansi went back to the small building and couldn't wait to direct Ah Qi to wait for him to wash up.

After some washing, I feel refreshed.

Wang Jin delivered the breakfast on time, and it was very generous, serving five people.Obviously, he knew about Yang Ye's appointment of Yang Yansi's followers and coaches.

The rest of the servants were taken away by Yang Hong early in the morning.

Yang Yansi and Ah Qi sat at the dining table, and when they saw Gu Wuyan standing still, they waved.

"Sit down and eat together."

The bull's head and horse's face shook like a rattle.

It was rare for Gu Wuyan to say a complete sentence.

"The master eats at home, those of us who are subordinates are not qualified to serve."

Yang Yansi took a look at Gu Wuyan in surprise. During the morning exercise, he commanded him majestically to act according to his wishes.Once at the dinner table, they strictly abide by the strict hierarchy of feudal ethics.

"There are only five of us in this other courtyard, so we don't need to be so clear, let's all go to the table."

Hearing Yang Yansi's consent, Niutoumamian threw himself on the table and started chewing.Gu Wuyan stood aside and watched rigidly.

Yang Yansi reluctantly ordered Ah Qi to prepare some meals for Gu Wuyan alone.

Gu Wuyan took the food and squatted on the door pier, eating it deliciously.

Yang Yansi lost his appetite.

He found himself promoting a bit of humanitarianism, which was a complete mistake.

The bull-headed and horse-faced brothers trained all morning, and their bodies were full of the smell of sweat. Sitting at the dining table, their brains rushed into his nose one after another.

"You guys eat! I'm full."

Hearing the words, Niutouma was stunned, "But, you haven't eaten yet?"

Yang Yansi smiled lightly, "You all know that I have to take part in the Taixue assessment, and the time is urgent, so we must race against time."

The bull's head and the horse's face were full of doubts and buried their heads in chewing.

Yang Yansi went out of the dining room and stood in front of the fish tank to tease the koi in the tank.

The lotus leaves in the fish tank began to stretch, covering a small area.Two koi swim back and forth downstream of the lotus leaf, as if playing hide-and-seek.

"Aren't you used to the smell on them?"

A voice sounded from behind Yang Yansi, and he knew who it was before he turned around.After thinking about it carefully, he shook his head slightly.

Yang Yansi didn't expect that Gu Wuyan seemed taciturn, but his thoughts were very careful.

Gu Wuyan ruthlessly pierced Yang Yansi's disguise, "You don't have to shake your head. This is the norm in a rich family. The servants are not as expensive as the master's family. They only take a bath once a month in the past. It's normal to have a smell on your body."

After being exposed by Gu Wuyan, Yang Yansi no longer concealed it.

"I'm really not used to it."

Gu Wuyan nodded, "You didn't expose them in person, you have a good heart. Kind people are not suitable for the battlefield, and the imperial examination is very good for you."

Yang Yansi nodded, and went up to the small building to study.

After sitting down in the small building, Yang Yansi waited for news until Feng Lin came to inform him that he learned from the eunuch who came out to buy from the palace that Concubine Pan Gui was assassinated and the assassin was shot dead on the spot, and he did not confess his accomplices.

At the same time, Feng Lin also informed Yang Yansi that the people from the Imperial City Division were investigating the residence of Mr. Quan, his mother and nephew.

This matter is over, and it also taught Concubine Pan Gui a lesson.

Yang Yansi ordered Feng Lin to release Grandpa Quan's mother and nephew, and gave them a large sum of money to let them go away.

As soon as Feng Lin left, Yang Yansi sat down and opened a book of miscellaneous notes, and saw two brothers with a bull head and a horse face carrying two porcelain jars the size of basketballs upstairs.

"What is this for?"

Two brothers with a bull head and a horse face stood beside Yang Yansi's desk, one on the left and the other on the right, holding the porcelain jar.

"Master ordered, let our brothers watch you study hard, young master. These two tanks are given by the master to fill you with ink. The master ordered you to finish writing two tanks of ink in one day."

The expression on Yang Yansi's face instantly froze. How worried is Lao Yang that he is forcing homework?
"Can I not write?"

Hearing the words, the bull-headed horse bowed his head, "Seventh Young Master, if you don't follow the master's order, the master will punish our brothers."

Yang Yansi said resolutely: "Then let my father march against you!"

The bull's head and horse's face suddenly turned bitter, and stared at Yang Yansi pitifully.

Yang Yansi felt uncomfortable from being stared at, "Okay! I'm afraid of you, I'll write."

Hearing Yang Yansi's words, the bull's head and horse's face were overjoyed, and they spread out the paper on the table, and the two began to study ink for Yang Yansi.

The two big bosses were holding the ink ingots and squeaking. They were completely laymen, and they ruined two good inks.

Others are full of red sleeves and beauties hold the lights, so how could I become two big bosses when it's my turn.

Yang Yansi shook his head and smiled, and began to write the post.

For Yang Yansi, he did not refuse to make a post, which was a necessary process for him.

He had to go through the process of transforming simplified characters into traditional characters.

As soon as he finished one, Yang Yansi didn't want to write any more.

It's really appalling.

To describe it as a dog crawling is to insult the dog.

It's just ink blobs.

Compared with simplified characters, traditional characters have more strokes, and if you are not careful, you will get an ink blob.

"Stinky boy, are you creating new calligraphy?"

Zhao Pu arrived at the small building at some point, saw the handwriting written by Yang Yansi, and leaned forward with a curious look on his face.It's just that the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't escape Yang Yansi's eyes.

"Laugh if you want, and no one is stopping you."

Yang Yansi said something contemptuously.

When the words fell to the ground, Zhao Pu couldn't hold back anymore, and started to roar with laughter.

"Boy, I have been an official for decades, and I have never seen such an ugly word... Hahaha..."

Yang Yansi irritatedly crumpled the words Lin on the table into a ball.

"Master Xiang's distinguished guest is here, didn't he come here specially to laugh at the boy?"

Zhao Pu laughed for a full quarter of an hour before he opened his mouth and said, "The old man copied your painting recently, and I have some experience. I'm here to let you taste it."

After speaking, Zhao Pu asked the housekeeper Anan to take out a scroll of paintings.

Yang Yansi glanced at it. This painting is a copy of the scene picture he drew before.

I have to admit that Zhao Pu has really worked hard. Without the foundation of sketching, he was able to draw a three-point resemblance. It can be seen that he has really worked hard these days.

Zhao Pu laughed at Yang Xi, so Yang Yansi criticized Zhao Pu's paintings as worthless.

When Zhao Pu was blowing his beard and staring angrily, and was about to lose his temper, he taught him some sketching skills.

"Stinky boy, don't be perfunctory to the old man. Can you improve your drawing skills just by practicing drawing straight lines?"

Yang Yansi rolled his eyes. The technique he taught Zhao Pu is one of the basic skills of sketching, called line arrangement.

How did it come to Zhao Pu's mouth, it became perfunctory.

Seriously despising the old guy for a while, Yang Yansi patiently explained the benefits of wiring to Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu is also a smart person, and he can feel that Yang Yansi is sincerely teaching him skills.

"Boy, I don't take your things for nothing. Tell you one thing, it's my reward."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Pule chuckled, "I have served His Majesty for a long time, so I know some of His Majesty's habits. Others know that His Majesty likes calligraphy and is good at cursive script, official script, running script, small seal script, Bafen and Feibai. But as far as I know, His Majesty My favorite is the Feibai body.”

Yang Yansi immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Pu's words.

Zhao Pu is reminding himself.

Zhao Guangyi likes Feibai style. If he can write a good Feibai style, in Zhao Guangyi's eyes, he will definitely gain points.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang, for your suggestion."

Zhao Pu nodded in satisfaction, and secretly praised Yang Yansi for being smart, and he knew everything.

(End of this chapter)