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Chapter 124 Superficial articles (1)
The nanny looked up at the sunspots on the white paper, and asked puzzledly: "Third Lord, did the little Princess copy it wrong? The writing is quite neat."

Han Jianshi sneered and said, "If this wise and powerful name is the family motto of our Han family, I'm afraid our ancestors will get up from the ground! Qianqian, you really..." Han Jianshi nodded helplessly on Han Qian's forehead, and finally He just let out a long sigh, shook his head and closed the booklet in his hand.

Yes, the little Princess Han Qian repeatedly wrote only two words on the blank booklet of copying the ancestral precepts: Yunshuo.She also ingeniously changed various fonts to write these two characters. What is rare is that the writing is extremely neat and serious, not at all like her usual rough and rough style.

Han Jianshi said that he was so heartbroken that he was about to die.

The thought of helping the girl cheat disappeared, and he picked up the leftover roast chicken and left with her.

"Oh? Third brother, what are you doing?" Han Qian asked suspiciously.

"Why not, just copy your ancestral precepts carefully. It's late at night, so I'm going back to bed." Han Jianshi left without looking back.

The nanny also felt that the third master's anger was inexplicable, but after thinking about it, it must have something to do with the family motto copied by the young master, so she picked up the booklet that the third master left behind, opened it and read it carefully. After reading it for a long time, she asked: " Little Ancestor, you have written so many characters, they all seem to be the same? This character... reads cloud? Then what do you read?"

"Shuo." Han Qian replied casually.

"Yun... Shuo? Oh, hello! Damn it." The nanny hurriedly raised her hand and slapped herself on the mouth, "This is the name of our Long Live Lord! You can't just write nonsense!"

Han Qian reached out and snatched the booklet from the nanny, then threw it into the brazier, and muttered nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? Are you capable of asking me about the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

"Oh my little ancestor, you can't do this! You are...you are unrepentant!" The nanny sighed helplessly.

"Well, that's right." Han Qian replied sullenly.

The third master of Zhongyihou's mansion is very depressed these few days. When the third master is depressed, the whole Zhongyihou's mansion and the Dachang Princess' mansion are depressed up and down.

The Feng family, who was raising a baby, sighed to her husband: "The eldest princess locked her sister in the ancestral hall, and the third master is always awkward all day long. Fortunately, there is no laughter in these two houses. The maids and women spend the whole day They're all tiptoeing too."

"The third child is depressed about Qianqian. He loves that girl the most—and so does his mother, who obviously loves that girl the most, and she is punished so severely. Sigh!" Han Jiankai sighed helplessly.

"Then you can persuade the eldest princess when she is happy. It's getting colder these days. My sister is locked up in the ancestral hall so that she doesn't get sick from the cold. Wouldn't the eldest princess be more distressed by then? She will The anger in my son's heart has almost disappeared, and she needs a step to death, maybe if you persuade her, she will just let it go."

"Where is it so easy? My elder brother just tried to persuade me last night, but I was scolded by my mother." Han Jiankai shook his head helplessly. This matter has to wait for the third child to speak up before it will work.

Feng Shi sighed, touched her chubby belly and said, "Oh! The princess is going to make things difficult for me."

"Who says it's not." Han Jiankai also stretched out his hand to touch his wife's belly, and persuaded: "Don't worry about these things, just take care of yourself and don't let mother worry about it. Qianqian's matter , Waiting for father to come back and persuade mother may have a turnaround."

"Well, what Second Master said is true." Feng smiled happily.

In the palace, Yun Shuo went back to the Zichen Palace in the morning, Qian Xun came in from outside and whispered a few words in his ear.

"What?" Yun Shuo's face immediately darkened, "Hasn't the anger gone? Is it still closed?"

Chihiro nodded helplessly.

"What did Han Jianshi say?" Yun Shuo asked displeased.

Chihiro sighed: "The third master didn't say anything, but the servant asked too many questions, so he just turned around and left."

Yun Shuo snorted angrily and said nothing.Qian Xun didn't know what to say, she only secretly looked at the expression on the master's face, bowed and retreated silently.

Yun Shuo leaned on the couch and pondered for a while, then Fang asked Wu Miao next to him, "What day is today?"

Wu Miao hurriedly mobilized all his wit and energy to go forward and smiled, "Go back to Long Live, today is the ninth day of October."

"The ninth day of October...is it a holiday?" Yun Shuo asked again.

Wu Miao thought about it seriously, and replied, "Back to Lord Long Live, today is not a festival, just before the beginning of winter, and five days later it will be Xiaoxue."

"Xiaoxue...does Xiaoxue have any customs?" Yun Shuo asked again.

"Xiaoxue..." Wu Miao scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, thinking that Xiaoxue was just a solar term, how could there be any customs?However, since the emperor asked this question, he obviously wanted to take this opportunity to do something, so Wu Miao, who was exquisite and translucent, smiled and said: "There is a saying in the hometown of the servant: "Xiaoxue is full of snow, and the next year will be rich. So if it snows on Xiaoxue today It's a good omen."

"Can you guarantee that Xiaoxue will snow today?"

"I don't dare..." Wu Miao bowed and smiled again, "However, I happened to meet Master Yang from the Qin Tianjian last night. There will be rain and snow in the sky, let the slaves get ready for His Majesty's big woolen clothes early."

"Oh! This is good news." The coldness on Yun Shuo's face finally eased, and he said after a moment of silence, "If it really snowed Xiaoxue that day, I will reward you well."

Wu Miao hurriedly saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty, my servant!"

Yun Shuo smiled indifferently, thinking of Xiaoxue, if it doesn't snow that day, let's see how I deal with you.

However, God seemed to be pitiful to Wu Miao, a rootless person. When he woke up in the morning, it was gloomy, and at noon, it began to snow sporadically, and within an hour, the ground was completely white.Yun Shuo looked at the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger outside, and sighed: "Sure enough, the sky does what people want."

"Slave congratulations to the Lord Long Live." Wu Miao hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and next year will surely have a bumper harvest. Your majesty is a wise and wise sage, and the world will be blessed."

The emperor looked at Wu Miao who was kneeling at his feet, and said with a sneer, "Okay, enough flattery? Hurry up and get up and help me change my clothes, I'm going out of the palace for a walk."

"Ah?" Wu Miao was immediately dumbfounded when she heard this, why did she run out again when she was not in the palace holding the stove to enjoy the snow on a snowy day? !Just like last time, I came back from the rain with a high fever, so it's not to scare people to death!
"Ah what? Don't worry, I won't go out this time to blow the cold wind. You ask someone to pick out some of the top-quality fur from Beihu tribute and put it on. I'm going to the eldest princess's mansion to have a sit."

"Okay!" Wu Miao immediately felt relieved upon hearing this.

In the Dachang Princess Mansion, everything remains the same.

(End of this chapter)