Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

After Fu Jiaojiao returned to Luocheng, he couldn't stop wandering around. When he saw interesting and delicious things, he would write letters to several cousins.

It's not that she is partial and only sees the small, but the brothers at home are not willing to listen to her at all.

In her opinion, her cousins ​​grew up in the palace and had little knowledge. This knowledge was naturally for the market.

Sure enough, after hearing the description in her letter, Tang Haorui and Tang Luan's hearts flew away, wishing they could grow a pair of wings and fly over.

"Sister, can't you talk to the birds? Can you let them fly here and take us away!"

Tang Luan nodded, "Good idea."

However, just as she was about to talk to the bird, she was stopped by Tang Haojing, "It has to be a big bird that can carry you two fat balls!"

Tang Luan stuck out her tongue. She admitted that she was fat, but she still had some days left before she could compete.

"We can't let birds take us there, so we can only let carrier pigeons bring a letter to my cousin, asking her to bring back all the fun things she mentioned."

"Carrier pigeon?" Tang Luan tilted his head, "What is that?"

"Carrier pigeons are for delivering messages, but they are much faster than people delivering messages."

"How fast is that?" Tang Luan blinked, "Then if I write to Sister Xiangjun, she will receive it soon?"

How could she forget about this? Her cousin could send a letter back, so she could also write to Sister Xiangjun.

"We should be able to arrive at Shijia soon."

"Really?" Tang Luan's big and smart eyes blinked and blinked, and finally her eyes fell on her eldest brother. Then she puffed up her cheeks and said, "Brother, your handwriting is the best. My father always praises you. You Can you teach me how to write letters?"

How could Tang Haojing refuse, "You want to write a letter to that sister Xiangjun?"

"Yes, there is brother Xiaoyue, uncle and aunt." Tang Luan said with his fingers, "We can't go there, so write a letter and tell them that we have a lot of delicious food in the palace."

Tang Haojing was amused by his sister. The little sister had a clear distinction between love and hate. The Shi family must be very good to her, otherwise she wouldn't care about her so much.

"Okay, but your big characters can't be used. You have to write them smaller, otherwise I'm afraid even a carrier pigeon won't be able to carry them!"

Tang Luan smiled, she would definitely be able to practice calligraphy well.

She should be able to practice calligraphy well, right?

Can she practice calligraphy?

The little girl is interested in everything but reading and writing, which is killing her.

Looking at the pieces of paper she had discarded, Tang Haojing felt distressed.

Tang Luan's face dropped even further, "I won't write anymore. I won't write anymore. I'll just write a few words so that the paper won't be too big."

Tang Haojing couldn't laugh or cry, "You spend so much time writing a letter, why do you only write a few words? How do you write your greetings to the historian in those few words?"

"What should we do?" Tang Luan puffed out his cheeks. It was not difficult to write, but it was a bit difficult to write the words neatly and neatly.

She writes on waste paper.

"Brother, why don't you help me write it?" Tang Luan's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't she think of it just now? It was a waste of an hour.

"Shall I write for you?"

"Yes, your handwriting looks good. I told you to write. This way you can write a lot."

Tang Haojing frowned, "Are you serious that you don't want to practice anymore?"

"No, no!" Tang Luan decided to let him go, "Good brother, just help me. No big deal, I'll ask my mother to make your favorite spicy skewers later, okay?"

Tang Haojing was not someone who could easily be bought off by a delicious meal, but he still agreed simply because he loved his little sister.

"Just this time, not next time."

Tang Luan nodded quickly, and we'll talk about the rest later. Tang Luan then rambled on for a long time, like a running account, wishing he could tell all about her time in the palace.

Tang Haojing shook his head helplessly, and summarized what she wanted to say, and paired it with his beautiful words. A small piece of paper was enough.

"Then what? Give it to the carrier pigeon?" Tang Luan asked.

Tang Haojing shook his head, "It's not possible now. The carrier pigeon doesn't know the location of the Shi family. We need our people to take it there. Give the carrier pigeon to your sister. After the carrier pigeon flies back and forth, it will remember the way. From now on, you can You can write and keep in touch regularly.”

"Is that so?" Tang Luan touched the head of the gray homing pigeon, "You have to know the way well and don't let anyone lead you next time. Aren't you a homing pigeon?"

Carrier Pigeon: "I'm a Carrier Pigeon, but I don't know your sister!"

Tang Luan frowned: "How dare you talk back? Believe it or not, I asked my queen to roast pigeon."

Carrier pigeon: "..."

Tang Haojing looked at the fierce little sister and said, "Okay, okay, it takes a lot of energy and money to train a homing pigeon, so don't scare it."

Tang Luan curled his lips proudly, "I decided to let the queen stew pigeon soup for lunch, huh!"

Her trick is called killing pigeons to scare pigeons!

……

That night, the carrier pigeon was delivered to Shi Xiangjun.

Shi Xiangjun was a little scared of the knock on the door at night, but he didn't feel guilty about anything when he was awake, so he went to see it anyway.

After the visitor reported his identity, she felt at ease.

Holding the carrier pigeon in his arms and untying the letter from its feet, Shi Xiangjun curled his lips.

"Who is Xiangjun?" asked Xiang.

Shi Xiangjun was reading the letter and said, "It's the princess. The princess has written to us."

"Yeah, let dad see what the princess said?"

Shi Ce and his son also came out quickly.

Soon, the whole family read the letter.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the princess's handwriting is so good." Shi Ce praised, "Her literary talent is outstanding, she deserves to be a princess."

Shi Xiangjun was also happy that the little princess still remembered them and told them that there were many delicious fruits in the palace and asked them to come and eat them.

"Dad, at first glance, it's clear that the word was not written by the princess."

"Really?" Shi Ce read it again and felt that it didn't look like it was written by a little kid. "No matter who wrote it, it's really beautiful. The writing is much better than what Dad wrote."

"Quickly, write a reply to the princess, don't keep her waiting."

"You write it!" Shi Xiangjun said.

Shi Ce laughed and said, "You kid, it's so good that you two little sisters exchange letters. Daddy is too old at his age. You can write it."

Shi Xiangjun didn't refuse anymore, picked up the pen and wrote a reply. The person who had just arrived had already mentioned the role of carrier pigeons, but her handwriting was incomparable with that person's, which made the princess laugh.

However, she felt that the princess would not laugh at her.

The homing pigeon flew very fast, and of course he was afraid that Tang Luan would really turn it into a roasted squab and appear in Tang Haojing's palace early the next morning.

Tang Haojing just thought it was a spy from below who came to report. He opened it and took a look. When he found that it was not the case, he immediately closed it and sent it to Tang Luan.

"So fast?" Tang Luan chuckled, "Since you are so useful, little pigeon, I won't roast you."

She took the letter with a smile and said, "Let me see what Sister Xiangjun said to me!" (End of Chapter)