Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

Chapter 69 Not Extravagant
Hearing what Tang Luoyu said, Tang Yue couldn't help being a little puzzled. His daughter always said something, and she would turn into this coy look at any time.

"Just say what you have to say, don't play charades with your father." Tang Yue was still holding the flower note in his hand, and he had already started blowing his beard and staring.

After all, Tang Luoyu still understood her father, and stepped forward to follow his back: "Father, you are not in good health yet, so don't worry about these things, I can do it myself."

What he said made Tang Yue feel a lot of irony. He stroked his beard and looked at his daughter with satisfaction: "My daughter has grown up, and she knows that she loves her father."

"What you said, when did I stop feeling sorry for you?" Tang Luoyu pretended to be angry, "You should go back to your room and lie down."

Here Tang Luoyu sent Tang Yue off, and Xue Lince came back: "Father-in-law is gone?"

"Look at you like that." Tang Luoyu looked at him with a teasing smile, "Why is Master Juren afraid when he sees his father-in-law?"

"You little villain, who am I because of?" Xue Lince stepped forward and pinched Tang Luoyu's face.

The two laughed for a while, then packed up and went to rest.

On the second day, when Xue Lince came to Mr. Zhao's house, he saw that Mr. Zhao, who was usually stern, looked even more unkind, and there was still the chrysanthemum note he had sent before, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Here we come." Seeing him coming, Mr. Zhao only slightly raised his eyelids.

Xue Lince could only go forward and salute, and wait for Mr. Zhao to tell him what happened.

"Forty years, I can barely be regarded as the world of peaches and plums." Mr. Zhao looked at Xue Lince with a sad look in his eyes, "Your qualifications are not very good, and your age is not the youngest. Listening to the four sentences you said on the day is really deafening. Unexpectedly, I also lost my eyes sometimes..."

Xue Lince was slightly taken aback by what he said, but he didn't answer, but just knelt on the ground and listened to Mr. Zhao's admonition silently.

"Build a heart for the world, build a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the sages, and bring peace to all generations," Mr. Zhao said, with a look of nostalgia, "It's so good, but what's the point of shouting loudly Use, what are you actually doing?"

What he said made Xue Lince even more puzzled. He couldn't hold back, and raised his head to look at Mr. Zhao. Seeing his impassioned and heartbroken face, he lowered his head again.

Originally, he only thought that Mr. Zhao didn't like Hua Jian, but he didn't expect it to rise to this level?

"You still look at me! You know you are wrong but you are not!" Mr. Zhao slammed his hand on the table so hard that the teacup twitched slightly.

"Student, I don't know if the disciple is true..." Xue Lince had no choice but to feel Mr. Zhao's pulse now, and he didn't know what happened so early in the morning.

"You, you, you! Let me tell you what's good about you!" Mr. Zhao reached out and picked up the stack of chrysanthemum papers, looking quite reluctant, but looking at the stubborn apprentice kneeling below, he was still ruthless. She became cruel and threw it in front of him, "This is taken out of the box you gave me, let's see what you have to say!"

It turned out that I really didn't like chrysanthemum paper, Xue Lince sighed: "If you don't like this thing, sir, the students won't give it to you in the future..."

"Then who do you want to give it to?" Mr. Zhao was a little anxious when he saw that he hadn't realized his mistake. Is it for you?"

"Extravagant?" Xue Lince was stunned, and looked at his teacher strangely, "Where did you start talking about this, sir?"

"I think the chrysanthemums on the paper are lifelike, and there are other shapes." Mr. Zhao felt heartbroken when he saw his obstinate appearance. Can you be extravagant!"

"So it's because of this..." Xue Lince muttered to himself, feeling that he was wronged by kneeling, "Sir, this is really wronged, the chrysanthemum on it was not painted by someone."

"Didn't ask someone else to draw it, did you draw it yourself?" Mr. Zhao became more and more angry, "Instead of drawing this to please me when you have all this time, you might as well get a first-class Jinshi in the spring exam next year, and then I will be the teacher There is light on your face!"

"Sir, you misunderstood..." Xue Lince didn't expect that this little old man was quite high-minded. A-class Scholars would only be the No. How can there be so much confidence, "This is actually a rubbing."

"Rubbing?" Mr. Zhao couldn't believe it, "Don't lie to me."

Xue Lince had no choice but to pick up the flower paper on the ground and send it to Mr. Zhao: "Look, sir, although there are several different layouts, the chrysanthemums of the same edition probably look the same even though there are slight differences in color. of."

Mr. Zhao looked at the flower note in Xue Lince's hand, and felt a little embarrassed. He didn't look carefully before, and felt that he must criticize this promising disciple, and he couldn't let him spend money because his family had money. He didn't expect that it was him Misunderstood.

"That's how it is." Mr. Zhao's old face was slightly flushed, and he said unnaturally, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"It's my disciple's mistake." Xue Lince also knew that he was being arrogant, so he admitted his mistake.

Mr. Zhao looked quite satisfied, and he had no more grudges in his heart. Only then can he truly appreciate the chrysanthemum note that the student gave him.

"It's really amazing." Mr. Zhao gently stroked the chrysanthemum on it, "This color-printed flower paper can really look like it was drawn by people."

"It's good if you like it, sir. Our shop hasn't started selling this flower paper yet, and there will be other designs in the future. I'll send it to you for your review first." The shop advertised, "If the husband wants to give it away, just tell the students."

Mr. Zhao is also a smart person, how can he not know what this student wants to do at this time, but as a literati, he naturally has certain pursuits in this regard.

It has to be said that Xue Lince's gift was really sent to his heart this time.

He was also willing to promote it for his student, so he cleared his throat: "The Imperial College Jijiu wrote to me a few days ago to ask me questions, so please reply him with your paper."

Xue Lince also understood that Mr. Zhao agreed to publicize for them, but he was still a little arrogant and didn't want to say it directly.

He didn't say anything else, just took out the homework assigned by Mr. yesterday for him to comment on.

Seeing that Xue Lince had not forgotten the original matter, Mr. Zhao nodded in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)