Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 45 The Teachings of Lord Iceberg

When Lan Yi came in, she saw the mess on the ground at a glance, and also saw the ink on her prince's clothes in a blink of an eye. Although her prince was wearing black clothes, he couldn't hide the wetness. She was slightly surprised, But she soon calmed down and packed up.

Chu Qingyan smiled at her with some embarrassment, and Lan Yi smiled back, and then continued to clean the ground.

Chu Qingyan couldn't help sighing, this woman is really like the book's own Yan Ruyu, which makes people unable to bear to look away.

Just when Chu Qingyan fell into a nympho, Xiao Xu's voice came.

"come over."

Hearing this, Chu Qingyan withdrew her gaze from Lan Yi, and walked obediently in front of him. At this moment, he was sitting and she was standing, and her gaze was just at the same level.

"Why is the prince calling Qingyan?" She asked curiously.

"From today onwards, I will teach you to read and write." As soon as Xiao Xu finished speaking, he saw her face change color, and felt amused in his heart.

"Why?" was so shocked that Chu Qingyan blurted out without even thinking about it.

As a result of the thoughtless remark, Xiao Xu's tone became cold, "If this king's concubine can't read a single word, you think you are the only one who is ashamed when it spreads? Wouldn't I teach you if I disliked this king?"

Chu Qingyan was deeply frozen by the chilling words, she couldn't even shake her head, and quickly denied, "No, no, no, Qingyan didn't dislike it, it was just that she was so shocked that she couldn't react."

"Hmph! Go pick out a writing brush." ​​Xiao Xu was too lazy to look at her inconsistency, so he casually pointed and asked her to go to the brush holder to choose.

Chu Qingyan sighed softly in her heart, and she didn't know what His Royal Highness was thinking in her heart. She wanted to learn to write, but if the subject of her teaching was changed to the person in front of her, she felt that she It will definitely be scary.

But she resigned herself to choosing a brush.

But at this time Xiao Xu let her choose the brush, while he went into the back room to change his clothes. He couldn't tolerate any stains on the clothes.

The oppressive atmosphere in the room was gone, Chu Qingyan's pressure dropped suddenly, and she slowly picked it up. The pen holder on the desk was hung with all kinds of brushes, of different lengths, thicknesses, and textures. , made of bamboo, as well as emeralds and jade, which look crystal clear and dazzling, and under the bright light, there is still a faint crystal light.

Chu Qingyan took a brush made of white jade, and it was cold and comfortable in her hand. Chu Qingyan weighed it in her hand, and it was extremely light. Before, she thought that a brush made of jade must be heavier than a brush made of bamboo, but in fact It is very light, so it must be very comfortable to write on.

"The king asked you to choose a pen, not to weigh the money."

The unhurried voice pierced through the air and reached her ears, causing her to shrink her fingers subconsciously. However, the pen made of white jade was too smooth, and it slipped through her fingers in no time. Break into two pieces.

Chu Qingyan looked at the pen on the ground where the body was divided, and was dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Xiao Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped over the pen that dissected the corpse, and sat down on the grand teacher's chair, while Hongyi followed behind him, and Hongyi also saw this scene when she entered the door, her brows twitched, that was the prince's favorite wolf hair , It was broken just like that, I think this Miss Chu family will be blamed by her prince next time!

It is always right to admit the mistake as soon as you do something wrong.

So Chu Qingyan immediately bowed her head and admitted her mistake, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

If you are to blame, you have to bear half of the responsibility. Who made you startle me by making a sudden noise!
Xiao Xu didn't even look at the pen on the ground, but instead stared at her and said, "Didn't this king ask you to choose a pen, what are you doing in a daze? Could it be that you want to write with your hand?"

That's it?
Chu Qingyan turned around foolishly and continued to choose pens, her mind hadn't turned around yet.

Not only Chu Qingyan, but even Hong Yi who was putting down the pastry couldn't help being taken aback, she didn't expect her prince to let her go like this, she felt a little inconceivable.

"Go down!" Xiao Xu said lightly.

Hongyi knew that the prince didn’t like to be accompanied by anyone except Lan Yi in the study, even Lan Yi was rarely in the room, and would summon her in only occasionally when something happened. At this time, Hongyi looked away from her and chose a pen With a petite figure, the prince seems to like to call this little girl by his side to serve him.

Lan Yi entered the door, nodded and passed by Hong Yi, and then saw the broken pen on the ground, she was a little dumb again, she turned her head to look at Chu Qingyan, who was cleverly choosing the pen, and wondered, this Chu family Miss seems to like throwing things on the ground to play, but this is also the nature of children.

As soon as Lan Yi picked up the pen, she heard the prince's impatient voice, "You are asked to choose a pen, but you are not asked to pick vegetables in the market, dawdle, what big things can you do?"

She smiled slightly, it can be seen that the prince is interested in this young lady of the Chu family.

Chu Qingyan felt a little wronged when she heard the words. There were at least ten pens in front of her. She was dazzled and couldn't know where to start. At this moment, she had to pick one at random and turned around and handed it to Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu raised his eyebrows at her choice, "Are you sure?"

Chu Qingyan glanced at the pen in her hand, the barrel of the pen is comfortable to hold, the pen is full and round, in a conical shape, neither flat nor thin, with painted pottery patterns attached, it looks beautiful, light and beautiful, of course she is sure!But she believed that there was something in Xiao Xu's words, it didn't seem like he said it casually, but she really couldn't find a reason to say that this was a bad deal!

Seeing her nodding in confusion, Xiao Xu didn't say anything else, took her pen, and then explained the posture of holding the pen.

"The movements of holding the pen are just these few words, 擫, 按, 猎, 格, 把擫."

As he spoke, he held a pen and demonstrated.

In fact, she had learned writing brushes for a year in this world, but it was so long that she became unfamiliar with it. Besides, she was just a child who grew up in a down-and-out village, how could she be able to read?So when Xiao Xu asked her if she could read or not, she shook her head.

But when she saw Xiao Xu writing the pen, she thought of the teacher who taught her back then, and it was completely incomparable. I have to say that the desolate Xiao Xu has a really good-looking posture for holding the pen, and it is better than her teacher. Come more standard.

The first joint of the thumb is close to the inside of the pen holder, and the thumb joint is twisted to bend the pen holder slightly outward.Use the first knuckle of the index finger to cling to the outside of the pen holder, and cooperate with the thumb to catch the pen holder.Use the first and second joints of the middle finger to hook the outside of the pen barrel like a hook.Use the nail root of the ring finger to withstand the right outer side of the pen holder from the inside to the outside, block the pen holder with the middle finger hook inward, and push it outward.The little finger is close to the ring finger, resting on the bottom of the ring finger, without touching the pen holder.The ring finger is weak, so it cannot push the hook of the middle finger alone, and the little finger should be supported under it to add strength.

This was what the teacher told her at the time, when Xiao Xu did this simple movement, but there was an urge to focus on it.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xu threw the pen back to her, "Hold the pen."

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