Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 18 The Son of Heaven who fulfilled the dream of being a teacher all night long (please recommend a monthly ticket)

"Unexpectedly, it is possible to have such supernatural powers, teach students in dreams, and I don't know how many years have passed..."

At this moment, Zhao Ji even had the urge to lie down on the spot and close his eyes to have a dream.

I really want to see if I will really meet Gao Zhang, a child who is very eye-catching.

Thinking about it, Zhao Ji unknowingly stopped in front of the building and pavilion where Miss Shi Shi was resting.

Gently called Miss Shishi, and pushed open the hatch.

I saw the shy and timid girl Shi Shi who brought disaster to the country and the people, and a very soft bed...

The fastidious Hunjun Zhao Ji decided to chat with the No. [-] oiran of the Song Dynasty about his talent first, treat the love to the depths, and then do so, so that he can have fun.

Zhao Ji sniffed, showed a serious and gentle smile, moved to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"Miss Teacher, don't be nervous, Mr. Zhao just wants to have a good chat with you right now.

Look, this is a jade Xiao that Zhao got recently. Look, is this jade very smooth? If you touch it, is it slippery?
Come on, come on, just blow on it, and you will know the beauty of this Yuxiao..."

"???"

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"Gao Taiwei, get up quickly, the officials have something to say, this is what Gao Taiwei deserves."

"The official family sent someone to pass the oral order before, it was also for the harmony between the monarch and his subjects, and I hope that Gao Taiwei..."

"Yang Zhongguan, don't worry, I don't know what is good or bad, the official's kindness to me is as great as a mountain..."

Gao Qiu replied excitedly.Originally, I thought that after some time, the officials would calm down and call me into the court again.

But it never occurred to me that the official sent the confidant eunuch Yang Jian to visit the door only the next day.

He also bestowed money to appease himself not to be born.It is enough to see that in the hearts of the officials, his favor has not diminished.

Seeing Gao Qiu's appearance, the corners of Yang Jian's mouth slightly raised and then quietly retracted.

I'm afraid this Taiwei Gao doesn't even know that our family can come today because of the credit of his only son Gao Zhang.

Thinking of the instructions from the officials when they came, Yang Jian seemed to chat with Gao Qiu casually.

While chatting, the conversation was unknowingly led to Gao Qiu's only son.

Talking about his beloved son, Gao Qiu is naturally happy to show off this clever, well-behaved, sensible and filial only son.

But Yang Jian listened carefully, interjecting a sentence or two from time to time to control the rhythm.

After I got the information I needed, I also got the manuscript of Gao Zhang's handwriting practice handed over by Gao Qiu.

Yang Jian finally retired and left.

Gao Qiu personally sent the eunuch, the confidant of the official's family, to the gate of the mansion, and did not return to the mansion until Yang Jian boarded the car and left.

Just sitting in the mansion, looking at the five hundred pieces of silk given by the official, Gao Qiu always felt that there was something weird about it.

"Your husband has received a reward from the official family and will return to the Yamen soon. Why are you still so worried?"

Sitting beside Gao Qiu, Mrs. Huang looked at her husband's furrowed brows and asked with concern.

"Yesterday, the officials ordered him to close the door and contemplate his mistakes. Today, he sent Yang Jian to appease him, and gave them these treasures."

"My husband always feels that there is something strange here. Could it be that Cai Jing's words and deeds are wrong today, which offended the officials?"

"Or maybe the officials know that Zhang'er is the victim of the conflict?"

Seeing her husband racking his brains to think, Huang spoke soothingly.

"Husband, don't think about it if you don't understand it. After all, what the officials do is good for your husband."

"Well, what the lady said is reasonable. Forget it, let's put this matter aside for now. By the way, is Zhang'er back yet?"

"Not yet. I heard from the steward that His Royal Highness the King of Yan invited this child to swim in the lake. I feel very strange. When did we, Zhang'er, meet the King of Yan?"

"His Royal Highness King Yan?" Gao Qiu, who had been busy playing ball before, didn't know what was going on, was suddenly stunned.

It seems that the officials felt that there was something wrong with the repeated conflicts between Zhang'er and Cai Laoliu, so they specially asked his younger brother Yan Wang to find Zhang'er to find out what happened.

After all, Zhang'er is a well-behaved and honest child, and he can't lie, he will definitely tell the truth...

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Already back in the palace, Zhao Ji, who had changed into Taoist robes, sat upright.

On the table in front of him are the manuscripts that Gao Zhang practiced calligraphy before he became seriously ill.

These manuscripts.It is obviously clumsy at first glance, with immature brushwork, uneven strength, and even blurred and crooked writing.

All in all, I dare not say it is unsightly, but it can only be regarded as a typical childlike work.

There is another one, which is the manuscript that Gao Zhang practiced calligraphy a few days before his serious illness. It is obviously much improved than the previous handwriting.

But those handwriting, the strokes are not obvious, it is clear that the handwriting and wrist lifting have not been practiced well, it can only be said that the handwriting is regular, that's all.

Zhao Ji, who has been immersed in the art of calligraphy for many years, can recognize at a glance that this must be written by a child.

Yang Jian stood aside, and began to state the news he had inquired about.

What Gao Qiu meant was that his beloved son Gao Zhang was only enlightened by him when he was eight years old, although Gao Qiu kept praising his own doll.

But before Gao Zhang got seriously ill, it took two years to memorize the thousand-character prose, and his calligraphy was only able to write neatly.

It is enough to see that this child is nothing more than a mediocre talent.

"Since Gao Aiqing said that Gao Zhang had a serious illness, is there any post about learning calligraphy after his serious illness?"

Facing the gaze cast by the official Zhao Ji, Yang Jian shook his head regretfully.

"Naturally, the servant also asked Gao Taiwei, but Gao Taiwei said that since his family Gao Zhang recovered from his serious illness, he never wrote again."

"Gao Taiwei also asked Gao Zhang, he didn't want to..."

Yang Jian paused, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Xiaguan family's listening attentively.

"I don't want that little Mr. Gao to say that he has written in his heart thousands of times and penned millions of words, so there is no need to waste paper at home."

"Gao Taiwei felt sorry for his only son recovering from a serious illness. Seeing that his son was unwilling to write, he let him go."

Hearing this, I saw the official Zhao Ji standing up suddenly, rubbing his hands with bright eyes, and walking slowly back and forth in the hall.

"It seems that what he said is really true..."

"It's a sentence that has been written in my heart thousands of times, and a million words in my pen. It seems that he really spent countless hours studying with my fairy body in his dream, so that he can train this thin golden body so proficiently..."

Yang Jian also heard the official talking to himself, even he couldn't help but not believe it.

After all, the original fonts created by the government are not great, and they haven't had time to name them yet. Gao Zhang was still a young man who was a beginner in calligraphy a month ago.

Now, he writes proficiently, with a thin golden body that is very skillful. If he didn't practice in a dream, what else could it be?
Zhao Ji, who taught Gao Zhang about the thin golden body in his dream, was all over his head, and he dreamed for a whole night.

In the dream, Gao Zhang, a well-behaved and obedient young man, was right in front of him, practicing the thin golden body obediently.

As for himself, he was acting like a teacher, teaching him how to lift his wrist and pen, and supervised him to practice his thin golden body continuously, until the moment when he opened his eyes...

Lying on the bed, the whole person was still in a daze, as if he saw Gao Zhang splashing ink and Zhao Ji showed a gratified smile.

"It seems that everything is true..."

(End of this chapter)