From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 11

"Come on, you guys also write these two words for the old man to see."

After the old gentleman gave the order, the students quickly picked up the brushes, spread out the rice paper, and wrote stroke by stroke.

Zhao Youcai squeezed his goatee with a smile, looked at the children in front of him, the spring sunshine came in from the open window, and shone on the pink and tender faces, so small and exquisite, it was quite rare to see them, and then looked at the first There is a row of Ye Xiaoxiao, her chubby face is very serious, her big black eyes flicker occasionally, her slender eyelashes tremble slightly in the warm wind, the sun shines on her skin clearly, like an official The fine porcelain from the kiln is smooth and slightly transparent.

It just so happened that a yellow butterfly flew in from the window by mistake, the bright yellow color flashed by, circled around the meat rabbit, and suddenly retracted its wings and landed on top of the little rabbit's head, as if it was a little decoration for people. Taking advantage of the little girl's faint smile, she is as cute as the little noodle people sold outside.

Zhao Youcai continued to nod. The old man already loves children, not to mention that this group of ladies are more courteous than the monkeys outside, and they are more lovable.

"Sir, I'm done!" Someone put down the pen and called out to Mr.

Zhao Youcai got up and walked over, bowed his head and commented: "It's not bad, the writing needs to be stronger!"

The girl doll was praised, she narrowed her eyes with a smile, and picked it up to show to the little friends behind.

Wang Qi glanced back and put down her pen, "Sir, I've finished writing too."

Zhao Youcai turned around and walked over, looked down for a while: "The handwriting is good, horizontal and vertical, and the writing is powerful."

Wang Qi lowered her eyelids and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"It's just too petty, and the writing is a bit stiff. Miss doesn't need to force anything, just let it go."

The smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared, and Wang Qian responded lightly: "Yes, sir."

"Sir, there's mine!" Zhu Yunbi straightened up, but she heard her husband say, "You need to practice more, you can't even write horizontally and vertically, but do you know that writing is like a person?"

Zhu Yunbi curled her lips and looked back, and sure enough, everyone covered their mouths and smiled.

"Huh, it's just you who write well!" He muttered softly, but his hand pulled the rice paper, crumpled it up, and picked up the brush to continue writing.

"Xiao Xiao, have you finished writing?" The gentleman walked over with a smile, bowed his head, and saw two large characters on the rice paper, with sharp strokes and a vigorous posture, and each stroke was quite agile. Although he was a little immature and his wrist strength was not enough, Just looking at it makes people feel open. I believe that in time, it must be a masterpiece of Mahayana.

"Well, that's right, quite the momentum of the old lady protecting the country!"

"Old grandma?" The meaty rabbit regained his energy and couldn't help raising his head.

Zhao Youcai nodded: "Well, it's very similar. Small characters are the best, you can all take a look."

After the evaluation, the gentleman sat back and continued to explain. The meaty rabbit held the words and raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Some of the students in the back stretched their necks, obviously wanting to see, after all, it seems that there is only one who can make the teacher say that.

Zhu Yunbi snorted coldly, rub the rice paper in her hands into a ball, and there are already a lot of waste paper balls at her feet.

Wang Qi raised her eyelids, and the small, chubby body of the meat rabbit covered most of the desk, revealing a corner of the yellowed rice paper. When the sun shone down, the rice paper turned pale, except for the exposed strokes, which were either thick or thin. Bring out a bit of natural sharpness.

snort!
With a snort, Wang Qian put away her handwriting and stuffed it into her sleeve.

After school, the female students gathered around, surrounded by Yingyingyanyan, silk and satin intertwined, and even the wind was fragrant.

"Little sister's handwriting is really beautiful."

"Yeah, just look at it!"

A piece of rice paper was passed back and forth, and the crackling sound stimulated Wang Qi's nerves little by little.

"Hey, mine won't work. The master also said that the writing is not square enough!"

"Mine is the same. Didn't the master say that the little sister's handwriting resembles that of the founding princess and protector of the country?"

"Yes, little sister, she will definitely not be a mortal in the future!"

Complimentary words floated out one by one, and Wang Qian's face became stiff.

These are all the words that this group of people praised themselves in the past, but now they are spit out from the same people's mouths like ridicule, but they are said to others. It feels like being slapped in the face, loud and shocking. Her head was buzzing.

Zhu Yunbi couldn't help standing up, and said angrily, "Hey, why don't people eat? Let's all go!"

"Oh, it's time to have lunch!" The crowd giggled and parted ways, only to find the maid from the morning standing outside the door.

"Miss, you kindly took Yun Qi in regardless of past suspicions. Yun Qi wants to serve Miss as a slave and maidservant for the rest of her life!"

There was another stark contrast between noon and morning, Zhu Yunbi's face immediately turned into a liver color, neither opened his mouth nor closed his mouth.

"Just now, His Royal Highness asked the servant to come and tell Miss that he is waiting for Miss to have dinner together in the backyard."

The eyes of everyone looking over were a little more excited in an instant.

Ye Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes, ignoring everyone's gaze, and walked out of West Cloud Palace slowly.

Yun Qi chased after her, still holding the food box in her hand.

The Yingyingyanyan crowd hadn't dispersed yet, everyone was looking for a place to eat in twos and threes, only Zhu Yunbi and Wang Qian were left in the room.

"This group of people follow the wind!"

Wang Qi smiled slightly, isn't that what officialdom is like?After all, the second-class uncle is not as good as the first-class gentleman.

"No hurry, take your time!"

The backyard has always been a special place for the princes. Even if it is not marked, it has almost become an unwritten rule, but this one from the South Study Room will not appear.

Feng Yiran was sitting in the gazebo, the spring afternoon sun shone brightly on everything, and also made his outline a bit hazy, only a pair of warm eyes looked over, and became the only one among the brilliant flowers. Intense color.

The ancients said that there are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, such as jade, and they must be talking about people like Feng Yiran who are as gentle as jade.

"Little!" His Highness smiled slightly, even more warm than this warm spring.

Tender Rabbit ran over with a smile, found a seat and sat down without any regard for etiquette.

"You can't see outside!" Outside the gazebo, in the flower garden, Feng Yuran walked in slowly, holding a budding magnolia in his hand, and sat on the side.

"It's fine if you don't show courtesy, don't you even call me brother?" Feng Yuran teased her, and Feng Yiran laughed at the same time: "Xiao Xiao, don't need to see outsiders."

"Hey, fourth brother, you are so used to her, she doesn't even call out nicely, but someone is cold and heartless, and she still sticks to call her brother!" Feng Yuran poured a cup of hot tea on his own, Looking at the expression of the meat rabbit with squinted eyes, his face is full of fun.

Ye Xiaoxiao pouted and groaned for a long time: "Fourth brother, fifth brother!"

　Thank you Xiaotuzhi for your support, the Lun family will continue to work hard~~~O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　
　
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