The daily life of the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, thick black

Chapter 171
Seeing the tears falling down, Gu Huaishu didn't dare to reach out to wipe them away, so he just said vaguely, "Forget it if it hurts to death."

Zhang Tingyu raised his hand to hold her hand on his shoulder, and said: "I don't hurt, I love you."

She smiled through tears, but stopped talking. Instead, she asked someone to bring in a basin and wipe the blood on his back, thinking that last year it was Zhang Tingyu who helped her treat the wound, and now it was Zhang Tingyu herself.It is true that a companion is like a tiger, but Zhang Tingyu is too tolerant.With such a serious injury, when he came back, he didn't say a word, and he didn't look seriously injured at all.

He took the medicine and applied it on him slowly, seeing that the blood was gone, Gu Huaishu finally stopped.

Zhang Tingyu felt as if he had been through a hell, after closing his shirt, he only dared to lie down on his side. He leaned against the pillow, his lips were blue, and said: "Women are really made of water, they cry when they talk about it."

"You men are all made of mud, you deserve it if you are killed!"

Gu Huai's cuffs were full of duplicity, sitting on the embroidered pier beside the bed, holding a handkerchief in his hand, his eyes were a little red.

Zhang Tingyu stretched out his hand to her, "Hand over."

Gu Huaishu stretched out his hand, and Zhang Tingyu slapped her palm without hesitation.

"Snapped!"

Gu Huaishu only felt a pain in his hand, and looked at Zhang Tingyu like a monster: "What are you doing?!"

Zhang Tingyu said: "You should suffer this."

He stared at her with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Why should I suffer this?"

Gu Huaishu hadn't figured it out yet, but just stared at him, his eyes were round and fierce, if he had a knife in his hand now, he might have already chopped Zhang Tingyu into minced meat and dumpling stuffing.

"Have you been beaten into your head by the staff?"

"Hands."

Zhang Tingyu stretched out his hand again, and asked Gu Huaishu to stretch out his hand.

Gu Huaishu was beaten by him just now, and she is still trembling now, but when she saw Zhang Tingyu's outstretched hand, she became wicked, and suddenly slapped Zhang Tingyu on the palm of her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "That's it!" It's called the present report!"

There was another "slap", and Zhang Tingyu was beaten by her. He looked at the calloused skin on his palm and said, "Don't you feel the pain from beating me?"

Gu Huaishu put his hands behind his back, pretending to be shy and shaking his head, "I don't think so."

Zhang Tingyu was still smiling just now, but suddenly his face was frosty: "Hand."

He was chatting and laughing as he said before, why did he suddenly change his face now?

Gu Huaishu just felt that he was beginning to feel moody, so he simply stretched out his hand: "I want to beat you enough, and we will reconcile after the beating is over!"

Zhang Tingyu originally just wanted to see if her palms were red or not, but suddenly when she heard her bring He Li out to talk about something, she was so angry that she changed her mind and slapped her. On the ground, she dragged Gu Huaixiu to the front of the desk, then threw a pen to her: "Write."

Gu Huaishu froze, she looked up at Zhang Tingyu.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the time when I was beaten by him.

Gu Huaishu was a little annoyed: "What are you doing?"

"If you dare to do it, you must be prepared to be discovered by me."

Regarding the secret she has hidden for so many years, Zhang Tingyu has never exposed her, just because Gu Huaishu did not show anything else in this matter, and being left-handed is not a big deal, Zhang Tingyu thought it didn't matter, but it turned out today ?
I went to Dianchan Temple for nothing, and there was a note reminding the teacup to be poisonous. Others didn't know it because they didn't know Gu Huaishu.

Gu Huaishu is like a bone in Zhang Tingyu's body. Zhang Tingyu knows exactly what she looks like, what she is thinking, and what she will do!

If that note wasn't for Gu Huaishu's audacity, Zhang Tingyu would be blind!

Are you still playing dumb with yourself?
When Zhang Tingyu turned around, blood was soaked on his back. He yanked the side of the bookcase and pulled out a ruler. Looking at her peacefully, he bent his lips and said, "Write."

Gu Huaixiu really began to feel guilty.

Zhang Tingyu told her a few days ago that when going to Dianchan Temple, one must be careful not to get involved in any turmoil, but she took his words as a deaf ear, and it went into the left ear and out of the right ear.

But the situation at that time really couldn't allow Huaixiu to think about it...

She is still not sure whether Zhang Tingyu found out about her left-handedness, she always felt that she was hiding it very well.

When it was worn, the original owner of the body was right-handed, and Gu Huaishu himself was left-handed, and he never dared to let others find out.

Frowning timidly, she raised the pen holder.

Right hand.

Zhang Tingyu looked at it and smiled.

Well, I'm still hiding it from him.

With a movement of his wrist and a turn of the ruler, he hit her on the right hand: "I hit you originally because of your ignorance, but I later found out that you were hiding your clumsiness; today I hit you because of your ugly handwriting. Afterwards, I will let you practice calligraphy every day, and if you can’t write well, you won’t be allowed to sleep, eat, drink, or go out to play... If you can’t write well, you will be served by a ruler, what does Madam think?”

"Why are you so vicious?"

Gu Huaixiu was already a little aggressive.

"Even the masters in the family school are not as good as you!"

Zhang Tingyu said slowly: "They are gentlemen, and I am an old gentleman. If there is an extra word of 'old', I am the number one scholar. What are they?"

"The old man relies on the old to sell the old and is inhuman." Gu Huaishu immediately satirized him, and said, "Human face is beastly, and clothes are beastly! Even if you are an old man, you don't have such strict reasoning? Which kid can stand it?"

"My Zhang family has always had a strict family education. Zhang is not talented and was brought up by beatings. If Madam wants to know how she feels, Zhang Tingyu will definitely be willing to serve Madam to the end." He said with a half-smile, and then stretched The voice asked, "Are you writing or not?"

"Write……"

Gu Huaishu admitted his cowardice, but felt that the "Mr. Zhang" who was holding the ruler was just like the old stubborn old pedant in the school. He could never tell when the ruler would fall into her hands.

She raised a pair of black and white eyeballs, looked at Zhang Tingyu's face, calmly, and couldn't see what he looked like.

Stretching out his right hand, just as he was about to dip the pen in the ink, Zhang Tingyu's ruler fell down.

With a "snap", when the ruler fell on the back of her hand, it also knocked off the brush in her hand.

Zhang Tingyu sneered: "I haven't seen any improvement in your calligraphy for more than ten years. Holding the pen is always like a chicken's claw. You must hold the pen steadily, and you shouldn't drop the pen even if you drop it with a thousand weights. It's been scrapped long ago."

The back of Zhang Tingyu's hand was knocked out since he was a child, but he was a little older and had more strength to hold the pen firmly.

For young children, it is almost impossible to hold a pen steadily, but the teacher still has to type.

What is needed is to remember this kind of pain when the child is very young, and always know that once the pen is held, it can only be let go but not dropped.

The Zhang family's family training has always been some very simple things, but it comes in handy in many cases. For example, in the imperial examination, many people are so nervous that they can't even hold their pens. Will not contaminate the test paper.Just like now, no matter how tense the situation in the court is, the emperor asked Zhang Tingyu to draft the imperial decree, and his writing was as stable as a rock.

If Gu Huaixiu goes...

Zhang Tingyu bent his lips and smiled, but said: "Change to the left hand."

This time, how could Gu Huaishu not know?

Zhang Tingyu must have known that she was left-handed.

Although she couldn't figure it out, Gu Huaixiu didn't want to move it, but when she glanced at Zhang Tingyu's ruler, she was still timid and afraid of pain.

In desperation, she hesitantly raised her left hand and grabbed the pen. This time, her posture was standard, her movements were stable, and her hands did not shake.

Seeing that she didn't move, Zhang Tingyu said, "Write."

Gu Huaishu was extremely aggrieved, with his wrist dangling, he picked up a pen and wrote a few big characters on the rice paper: "Zhang Tingyu is a bastard!"

But seeing the few characters that fell down, the handwriting is neat and beautiful, even if it is cursive script, I feel that it is quite charming, compared with Gu San's "clumsy" handwriting in the past, it is a heaven and a world!
Zhang Tingyu took a look, slapped the ruler on his palm, then turned the rice paper around, held it in his hand, and said: "Full of madness, this is my Second Mrs. Zhang, right?"

What madness?

Gu Huaishu raised his hand and slammed the brush on the desk, furiously, "I'm angry!"

"It's all written like a person, I don't think you look like an honest person..."

Zhang Tingyu suppressed the words, then raised his hand to hook her delicate chin, slipped the person in front of him, and spoke in a low voice.

Gu Huaishu let out a "bah", "Do you think you are an honest person? It's just that you usually put your nature under the shape of the pavilion, and the characters are all the same as those printed by the movable type. It can be seen What is 'like a human being'? If you really want to be as well-behaved as Guangeti, that would be a big joke in the world!"

He hooked her smooth skin with his fingers, and seeing her lips turn rosy, his eyes darkened a little.

Zhang Tingyu looked at her with a smile: "Do you want to follow the word for husband to guess who is husband?"

Gu Huaixiu always felt that it was a bit dangerous, although he was used to being teased by him, but now it was probably because of the power of the ruler that he did not dare to act presumptuously.

"You write, I read."

"Then... I will write."

Zhang Tingyu wrote it.

With one hand around Gu Huaishu's waist, he picked up the lake pen that Gu Huaishu had thrown away just now with the other hand. His movements were as skilful as flowing clouds and flowing water. Then I moistened the ink again, spread out a new piece of rice paper, and wrote a literary character "杀".

This character does not have any edges and corners, but it is official script, and the strokes are very round.

Gu Huaixiu didn't make a sound, looked at Zhang Tingyu's wrist, moved to the side, and wrote the second word, running script, chic and elegant.

Then, he changed many kinds of fonts, and also changed the pavilion style, imitating the famous calligraphers of the past dynasties, and wrote countless small "kill" characters, and finally ended with a messy cursive script.

"How? Come on, the word is like a person, you guess me."

Gu Huaixiu smiled: "Words are like a person, words are cheap, and you are even more cheap."

Hearing this, Zhang Tingyu was so angry that he poked her between the eyebrows with the tip of a pen, then turned to look at the rice paper full of words.

His eyes moved slightly, he threw away the pen in his hand, and replaced it with a large Langhao pen. He worked hard, soaked up the ink, and the whole person's energy gathered together, and then he used the pen...

The ink is splattered, but it looks like Danqing ink, and it is murderous in the precarity!
The hook of the word "杀" is like a long dagger, exuding a kind of sharpness that spills blood, but everything is completely contained in the last one that is calm and dignified. Point.

Zhang Tingyu pressed his wrist and pressed down on the pen. He looked like he was lifting the weight lightly, and then threw the large brush aside, and the whole person calmed down.

His forehead was sweating slightly because of the pain in his back, but there was an indescribable sharpness in his eyes.

Gu Huaishu was stunned, seeing the murderous intent revealed and finally closed in the round words, it was almost a kind of shock that took his mind away.

This is Zhang Tingyu.

He said: "One must show one's sharpness, and one must not show one's sharpness. My father often said that I often don't understand... But looking at my word, it is probably appropriate..."

Zhang Tingyu laughed. He put away the two sheets of paper on the table, put them on the candle, lit them together, and watched them fall to the ground.

"Turn your face like a book, it's you."

Gu Huaishu looked at the gradually extinguished flame, and finally sighed.

Zhang Tingyu turned back and pinched her jaw, "If you want to hide it, you can hide it. If you write something next time, I'm afraid you will die..."

"I..." Gu Huaishu naturally knew that Zhang Tingyu was worried about her, and also knew that he knew about the Dianchan Temple. "The situation was urgent at that time, so I can't let me think too much..."

"I knew you were left-handed. When you held the ledger in one hand and the plan in the other, I knew..."

But fortunately Gu Huaixiu was able to hide it, otherwise I don't know what to do when I encounter this situation.

Under Zhang Tingyu's fingertips was her smooth skin. She suddenly smiled, and continued: "Now let me discover your secret, and let me know what is hidden in the future. I will never forgive you."

After finishing speaking, he bit down on Gu Huaisu's lips that had just moved to talk apart, knowing that she was in pain, so he turned to grinding.

Seeing her nagging and refuting that he was not pleasing to the eye, Zhang Tingyu wished he could eat her two beautiful lips, but now he is merciless, and when he let her go, he only saw the pain in her eyes. I shed tears, and the wet one was really painful.

Especially those two wet lips, which were red and swollen with luster, had only been crushed by him once, which was even more likable.

She looked at him, leaning on his chest, but he just raised his hand to cover her eyes suddenly, feeling the subtlety of her eyelashes brushing against his palm, but said: "My back is not good today, don't The seducer did it for you."

Gu Huaishu curled his lips and smiled: "It's clear that you are full of indecency, but you said I seduced you."

Zhang Tingyu said: "When have you not seduced me?"

Gu Huaishu immediately kicked him, angrily said: "You can talk nonsense, nonsense!"

Zhang Tingyu let her go and said, "Call me to listen?"

Gu Huaixiu thought he was ill, so he said: "Zhang Tingyu."

Zhang Tingyu shook his head.

So she called again: "Zhang Hanlin."

Zhang Tingyu still shook his head, just looking at her, to see when she could shout correctly.

Gu Huaixiu frowned: "President Zhang?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tingyu raised his hand and pinched her face, "You're so stupid, think again."

"Mr. Zhang..."

Gu Huaixiu covered his face and only slapped Zhang Tingyu's hand away, thinking that this person's attack was too dark!Where did you pinch someone's face?
She was finally right.

Zhang Tingyu fixed his eyes on her face and said with a smile, "Shout again?"

Gu Huaishu only looked at his ambiguous gaze, and thought that this man had no good intentions, maybe he would make her shout like this on the bed, and blushed immediately, saying: "You old man, stop messing around!"

"Hey, let's say..."

Zhang Tingyu never tired of doing it, hooking her small chin and not letting go.

Gu Huaixiu pulled his lips, his cheeks were as beautiful as peaches and plums, and stammered: "Zhang, old mister..."

Hearing this, he bowed his head and kissed her again, only to make her lose all strength.

Gu Huaishu carefully put his arms around his neck so as not to touch his wound, but said: "You are considered to have made it through now, you will try it, everyone is your protégé... Although there are two vice presidents, But after all, you have the most power in your hands, after this year, everything will be fine."

It has been 45 years since Kangxi.

Gu Huaixiu thought about it and suddenly said: "I always call you Mr. Zhang, you are not afraid to call yourself old..."

As soon as the words fell, the corner of her eye seemed to be stabbed by something, and suddenly her eyes blurred with tears.

With her delicate thumb resting on Zhang Tingyu's sideburns, she already caught a glimpse of a white hair...

Suddenly, her heart ached so much that she couldn't stop crying.

Zhang Tingyu naturally knew that he was pretending to be too much and thinking too much, so he had gray hair at only 34.

He is getting old too fast.

The most worrying thing in my life is that my ambition is not rewarded, my husband has gray hair, and my ambition has been rewarded with a fistful of loess.

He's just getting old fast, but he's not old enough to have time...

Counting the pride and passion of the young man in his life, he has hidden all in his chest, and he will not let it out, and wait for the day of that extremely human minister.

Seeing that she was crying uncontrollably, Zhang Tingyu held her face tenderly, then calmly smiled and sighed: "I made you call me old man..."

(End of this chapter)