Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 46

I haven't seen Feng Yaren for three days. I don't know if it's in the north courtyard making up her flower pots or in the kitchen making up her various pastries. He smiled lightly and flipped through the pages of the book with his fingertips. He felt that life suddenly became boring. .

As soon as this thought flashed across, the words in front of my eyes were blurred, but I could no longer catch my eye. When did I start to care about her whereabouts?When did she not chatter about interesting things in the mansion by her side, and I began to miss it?

That day in the north courtyard, she was surrounded by hundreds of flowers, she smiled innocently without defense, and for no reason there was a strange feeling in his heart that there was a girl in my family who had just grown up.

Could it be because she kept saying the word "Daddy" in her ears, and after a long time, she got used to it, didn't she?

Le Zhengjin tapped the page with her fingertips, trying to clear up these thoughts. When did she become so prone to mood swings after being deserted for nearly 20 years?His eyes glanced at the official seal that had been put aside and hadn't been put away, and his expression turned away. As an official, he holds great power and cannot be easily influenced by some things, otherwise, sooner or later he will lose his rationality in handling matters and making decisions.

Just as he regained his usual gentleness, a rustle came in from the door, he raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, when the corner of his familiar purple clothes appeared, he stopped.

After dawdling for a while, the owner of the corner of the clothes walked in shyly, pulling the hem of his clothes, and finally felt that this seemed a bit strange, so he relaxed his hands, straightened his clothes, and approached the desk in a calm manner.

Le Zhengjin didn't ask any questions, ignoring her little gestures, and just looked at the book in her hand.

"Daddy." Feng Ya tried to call him.

"What's the matter?" He replied unhurriedly.

Feng Ya is a little discouraged, she has been so busy these three days, and her father can't help but care about her when she sees her, who is he busy with lately?Is it possible that this yellow flower daughter of myself is not as good as his broken book?Pooh, what yellow flower, doesn't that mean that he is a cauliflower?

Huh?No, isn't the book in Dad's hand the only copy I found for him a few days ago?Bah bah, that's not a broken book.

Le Zhengjin saw that the face of the person in front of her was aggrieved and dissatisfied for a while, and regretted for a while, and she coughed softly before she came back to her senses.

Feng Ya heard the sound and looked at him, the expression just now disappeared, replaced by worry, "Daddy, did you catch a cold? Do you want to invite a doctor to come back and take a look?"

The hand covering her lips trembled involuntarily, and Le Zhengjin was a little speechless, "No, it's just a little itchy throat, and don't forget that I am also a healer."

Feng Ya Na Na nodded, it is true, Dad's medical skills are so superb, if he can't take care of it, let alone others.

After standing for a while, Fengya remembered the purpose of this trip, and immediately put on a flattering expression, "Daddy, would you like some tea, Fengya pour you a cup?"

"no need."

"That Fengya will help you tidy up the table."

Before the other party answered, Feng Ya started to tidy up, but stopped when she stretched out her hand, how would she tidy up such a neat table?Is it possible to mess it up and tidy it up again?Fengya thought about it, and felt that this move seemed to work.

Before Fengya stretched out her wolf hand to it, a Qingya voice came from above her head, which made her touch her nose embarrassingly.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

The scene in front of him is not unfamiliar, it was the same when she asked him to help teach Xiao Huai how to read last time, and now he really can't think of anything except that she has something to ask himself.

"Daddy, you're so smart." Feng Ya immediately echoed.

Lezheng Jin couldn't help but smile when he saw how flattering she was, "Say it, don't be so obedient."

Feng Ya glanced at him for a few moments before explaining the purpose of this trip, "Daddy, can you write me some couplets?"

"what are you going to do?"

"I want to take it back and have a good look at it and study it. Do you still remember the last time I was almost embarrassed because I couldn't make a second line, so this time, I want to avenge my shame." Feng Ya spoke impassionedly .

"You don't seem to appear in the same capacity as last time this time." So there is no chance of avenging shame.

"Ahem, even if it's not, I should learn something, right? Could it be that you, a father, are very proud to have such a daughter with little talent and little learning?" Feng Ya said at the end, her voice rose, and she stared at him.

Less talented?Le Zhengjin shook his head, the idiom was used so "properly", he really couldn't be proud of having such a daughter.

He ignored the flickering expression when she spoke just now, and didn't ask her what she was doing with these things without telling him, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, "Grinding ink."

Originally, she was planning to talk a lot to persuade him, but as soon as these two words came out, she blocked all her words, raised her eyebrows and said, "De Ling."

The paper was laid out quickly, and the ink was polished seriously.

He glanced at the person standing quietly at the side, saw that he was looking at her, and immediately pulled out a flattering smile. He passed her sight, picked out a pen, dipped some ink, pondered for a while, then bowed his head and wrote stand up.

While grinding the ink, Fengya quietly looked at the person who lowered her head and waved her hair. Her long black hair was casually pulled up and pinned with a white jade hairpin. A few strands of fine hair fell down her ears, resting on the The thin white paper was bent into a circle, bouncing from time to time as the arms rose and fell, Feng Ya looked at it amusedly, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

Le Zhengjin glanced at the man who could amuse himself while rubbing ink, sighed wordlessly, and continued with the matter at hand.As everyone knows, she has already become the scenery in her eyes.

There was no sound in the study room, except for the soft sound of the "shua shua" clothes scratching the paper, Zhu Ying went in halfway to change the tea, seeing the scene of standing and sitting in the room, he felt extraordinarily harmonious, put down the teacup Afterwards, she couldn't help stepping up and leaving, because for some reason, she felt that even a single movement she made inside was disturbing, and would desecrate this beauty.

Time flies so fast, Feng Ya felt that in the blink of an eye, her father had written the couplets she requested, she glanced at the unheated tea, and laughed twice, maybe she was too focused on reading, and felt that the snap of her fingers A momentary illusion.

She shook her pantothenic arm, and turned to see that her father had opened the unfinished book and continued to read.

He casually picked up the wet paper on the table, his admiration was beyond words, but afterward, his heart was full of doubts. Is this person in front of him really the one who claimed to have no talent who rejected Yue Jiao and his second sister?It's not like it at all!

"Why, it's not well written?" The person who was flipping through the book raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, it's so well written that even a person like me who doesn't understand anything can't help but worship you, Daddy!"

Fengya's eyes glowed green, and Le Zhengjin's admiration eased her brows and eyes, "Small tricks."

Um, did she hear correctly?Was dad being arrogant just now?
Feng Ya shivered, how could a person like Daddy who is so pure-hearted and indifferent to fame and wealth have such a mentality, it is absolutely impossible!I must have been so busy recently that I accidentally had such an illusion.Well, it must be so!
　Ask for tickets, ask for favorites, ask for comments. .Let Nanzhu roll in arrogance. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)