Your Majesty, this outer room is painting a pie for you again!

Chapter 70 Being punished again
  When Fu Yubai saw the little woman's cute and wealthy look, it really made people want to hold all the good things in the world and hand them over to her.

He only discussed the matter with Su Jiao. Fu Yubai only took a look at the children before leaving.

Three young men were writing furiously in the front study.

This made Fu Yubai very curious.

"Have you not finished copying the Three Character Classic?"

Ruochun paused after listening to his Third Master's words. After a while, he coughed and said, "Return to Third Master, this is another punishment for Miss Su."

Fu Yubai raised his eyebrows.

"Why this time?"

Ruo Chun only found out about this after listening to the secret guard's report. After thinking about it, he said with a little helplessness: "It is said that the eldest young master and the young master Wu got into a fight while eating, and they held each other's bowls in each other's hands. On the face..."

Fu Yubai was shocked when he heard about this.

There was a trace of cracks on the face that he had always maintained, especially when he thought of that scene and Su Jiao's experience of facing all this, Fu Yubai turned around immediately.

"Walk."

Don't get involved in this matter, maybe he will be educated by then.

When Su Jiao learned about this, she just snorted.

"Look at Feng Guang Jiyue, where does this habit of running away when something happens come from?"

When He Xin heard this, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile.

"Girl, are you afraid that you will be angry with him too?"

That’s a good question!
  But you'd better stop asking.

Su Jiao raised her finger and pointed at He Xin, but said nothing.

Aunt Gui Xin walked in at this moment, bowed respectfully to Su Jiao and then said: "Girl, the night has darkened. It is the time when the three young masters are growing up. It would be better..."

Aunt Gui Xin is here to intercede.

Mainly because I feel so sorry for the three young masters.

Su Jiao snorted when she heard this.

"Mommy, they did something wrong, and they should pay the price for what they did wrong."

Aunt Guixin also understands this truth.

but……

"But the second young master..." The second young master is so innocent. They started fighting while they were eating, and the second young master was punished again before he could react.

Su Jiao twitched the corner of her mouth.

Would she say that punishment should be punished together, and that it is best to do it neatly?
  If Fu Zili wasn't too young, she would have wanted to throw Fu Zili in!
  "Brother is fighting, he is watching the fun, does grandma think it's appropriate?"

Grandma Guixin was really speechless at what she said.

In fact, it is not surprising that the girl would be angry. In that scene, the bowls and chopsticks were flying everywhere, the food was fluttering in the wind, and the vegetable soup was thrown in the face. The girl's punishment was considered light.

Just think of that scene, why would a good person not be so angry?

Su Jiao also went to see the three. Although they were writing quietly, if you look carefully, you can see that they are all wandering in the sky, looking like they are about to meet Duke Zhou.

Su Jiao narrowed her eyes and walked in.

Hey.

He deliberately made a little noise, and the three children in the study immediately caught it. They all sat upright and started copying seriously.

This time it was not the Three-Character Sutra, but a Buddhist sutra that Su Jiao found specially.

Well, her purpose is to help them cultivate their moral character, not just to grab a random Buddhist scripture.

When Su Jiao sat on the Taishi chair in front of her, she looked up and saw that these three boys were quite diligent.

"You have worked hard enough. Very good. Keep up the good work."

The three children wanted to cry but had no tears.

Su Wu felt that his entire soul was about to be drained out.

He wanted to go back and learn to kill pigs from his father. I am really tired from writing and other things.

He even wanted to cry.

But the man didn't shed tears easily. He wanted to cry but couldn't even cry at all.

He raised his head and looked at his sister with tears in his eyes, hoping to use this pitiful way to arouse the love between his sister and his sister.

"What are you doing? Are you sick of your eyes?"

Su Wu lowered his head silently and continued writing.

However, while others can write a hundred words on a piece of paper, Su Wu can write at most ten words on a piece of paper!
  And those ten words are extremely unsightly!

Su Jiao only glanced at it and immediately withdrew her eyes urgently.

No, I can’t look at it anymore, I’ll go blind if I look at it again!

Fu Ziyu must be quite decent. Even though the young man was deliberately taught in a biased manner by some thoughtful people, where is the background of the Duke's Mansion, so it's okay to look at it.

The best one should be Fu Zishu.

This little boy's handwriting is extremely dignified, and there is no mess in the entire article.

It's true that people are more irritating than others.

After reading Fu Zishu's article, it was a pleasure to read, but after reading the other two, it just made me torture myself.

It’s really unnecessary to look at Su Jiao.

"Write well. I am very kind today and only let you write once, so don't say that I am squeezing you, when will you finish writing, and when will you go back to rest. Don't make excuses with me because you are tired and fell asleep, because I will use The whip will cheer you up and keep writing."

In the eyes of the children, Su Jiao's words were tantamount to the whispers of the devil.

The three children raised their heads in shock and looked at Su Jiao with shock in their eyes.

"Where's your conscience? Where's your conscience?"

Fu Ziyu is heartbroken!
  Where is this woman’s conscience!
  Su Jiao looked completely indifferent.

"Conscience? How much does that stuff cost per pound? Can it be eaten? Does it taste good?"

Three consecutive questions left Fu Ziyu completely speechless.

He slumped down on the chair, raised his head and looked at the roof blankly, still not understanding why things turned out like this.

"I want to see my uncle..."

He whispered in a low voice.

Su Jiao glanced at Fu Ziyu when she heard this.

Now he knows that he wants to find his little uncle, but what a pity, his little uncle is going to Mobei soon.

In this huge capital, no one can protect them anymore.

Thinking of this, Su Jiao sighed helplessly, and had no intention of teasing them anymore. She stood up and glanced at the three of them.

"Keep writing."

After that she left.

After Su Jiao left, except for Fu Zishu who was still writing furiously, the other two threw their brushes aside. The little child's eyes were full of helplessness.

"What to do..."

"I really don't want to write another word."

"I want to go back and kill pigs with my father."

What a simple and unpretentious wish, but now it seems that this wish cannot be realized at all.

Bitter and uncomfortable.

Fu Ziyu also glanced at Su Wu.

He's quite pitiful too, huh?
  After all, the two brothers still have some literary foundation, but Su Wu has no literary foundation at all, so copying is as uncomfortable for him as killing him!
  "From now on...let's not fight anymore."

　My cover...hahaha.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)