The general is happy: the fierce wife of the peasant family is ruthless and stunning

Chapter 600 The Juggler

Wanyan Bohong increased the scope of finding people in the capital, while the remaining Li Chenggu's people were directly intercepted outside the capital.

He knew very well that Li Chenggu couldn't have any helpers by his side. If his people were really allowed to come, it would be more likely that Li Chenggu could take Qin Ya away.

It's just that no matter how hard his staff searched in the capital, they couldn't find similar people, which made Wanyan Bohong feel very uncomfortable.

If Li Chenggu can't be found, this string in his heart will never be let go, and he will never feel comfortable in his heart.

After staying in the palace for several days, Su Ling ran to find Yan Bohong again, just to continue going out to play.

Wanyan Bohong watched the memorial beside her and asked her to sit for a while.

Su Ling was bored, and walked around in the study. The words she recognized in her mind were somewhat different from those in the books in front of her, and she even didn't know some words.

She picked up a book and glanced at it, then went back to the table and sat down. A long time ago, she wanted to ask if there was any deviation between her cognition and this world, because when she was reading a small book before, she was not Fonts that I fully understand.

Wanyan Bohong handed her a piece of paper: "If you get tired of waiting, just read, write and draw by yourself."

Su Ling held the writing brush, twisted it in his hand, then picked up the brush and found that he was quite proficient.

She wrote a poem that just popped out of her head, but she didn't know where it came from.

Wanyan Bohong finished reviewing the memorial in his hand, then looked at Su Ling, she was staring down at the paper in her hand: "What's wrong?"

Su Ling put the poem he wrote in front of his eyes: "Do you know what I wrote?"

"Ah."

"Then what did I write?"

"Nung, moon and new moon."

Su Ling blinked in surprise, and went to read Yan Bohong's handwriting annotated on the memorial, which was different from his own: "But why do you know each other? Obviously your handwriting is different from mine."

Zhou Bohong smiled. When he first came here, he spent a lot of effort in learning the characters here. If he hadn't been practicing hard all the time, he probably wouldn't be able to review these memorials now.

Su Ling's surprised eyes really pleased him, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit happy.

"Ling'er, not only do I know each other, but I can also write."

Su Ling handed him the pen, and Wanyan Bohong wrote it down. After a while, he filled in the first few lines of Su Ling's poem. This word is really the same as Su Ling.

"So you really know them all, but I only know one kind."

Wanyan Bohong guessed that Su Ling should have just forgotten the fonts she knew after arriving in this world, and only remembered those things she learned in modern times.

Can this prove from the side that Qin Ya really completely forgot her memory about Li Chenggu?For Wanyan Bohong, this is really a good thing.

Su Ling took his hand and shook it a few times: "Can I leave the palace tomorrow?"

"What do you want to do again?"

"Want to see a juggler."

"Is that thing really that attractive to you?"

Su Ling nodded: "Yes! And I like the juggler too!"

Wanyan Bohong frowned: "What did you say?"

"I also like the juggler. He is really amazing and can do many things that we can't do!"

His eyebrows and eyes were gloomy. No matter what the reason was, he couldn't hear Su Ling expressing her appreciation and liking to other people. This was touching his bottom line.

It's a pity that Su Ling was stupid, didn't realize anything, and was still talking to Wanyan Bohong: "If only I could have that kind of ability, then I can also go to the street to perform, and then watch a lot of people adore you." I."

Thinking about this kind of scene, Su Ling was really fascinated, especially this kind of mysterious thing really aroused her interest the most.

Wanyan Bohong took a step forward and pinched her chin: "If you want to see it, I'll bring that juggler to the palace and show it to you alone, but you can't go out these days."

Su Ling nodded: "Yes, anyway, as long as I can see the juggler."

She looked very talkative, so she agreed to Wanyan Bohong so easily, but it made him feel even more uneasy.

"Ling'er, promise me that without my consent, no matter who comes to you, you will not be allowed to leave the palace."

"clear."

Su Ling smiled brightly. Anyway, she had already achieved her goal. No matter what Wanyan Bohong wanted to do, it was his business. She just wanted to see the trick.

These days Wanyan Bohong found a teacher who could teach Ah Bei in the palace, and asked that person to teach Ah Bei some literacy.In the past, Ah Bei lived in that kind of environment, and he never expected that he would be able to learn from his master. This time, he was able to learn how to read, and he was very happy.

Su Ling went to him a few times, and sometimes Ah Bei was copying the tasks assigned by his master.

Su Ling would test him occasionally, and Ah Bei would answer him fluently.She thought Ah Bei was a smart child, but she didn't expect Ah Bei to study so fast, which was not within her expectation. Basically, no matter what the master taught, he would learn all the things in one day. The contents are all memorized backwards, this looks like a genius.

When Su Ling was aroused, he read his writing a few times, and even wanted to try writing it himself.Ah Bei's biggest problem now is that the handwriting is not very good-looking.

In the environment he lived in before, he was the one who was often beaten, which also left him with many old injuries, and the injury on his wrist was one of them.Because of this, his hands shake when he holds the pen, so the lines are very distorted.

"Master said that if I practice more, I will definitely be able to handle the pen well. Can I really do it?"

Ah Bei lowered his head and asked in a low voice, even after living in this palace for so long, he still feels inferior occasionally.

Su Ling patted him on the head: "Sure, I believe you, given time, you will definitely write beautiful words."

Ah Bei pursed his lips and smiled, then lowered his head and began to practice calligraphy.

Wanyan Bohong sent people to the streets of the capital to look for the performing team, only then did he know that the person who performed the tricks in the past is no longer performing here, his manpower was empty, so he had to look elsewhere.

In fact, they also had the idea of ​​taking the newcomer to the palace, but Wanyan Bohong rejected it. If Su Ling wanted to find someone, he could only be that one, no matter who it was.

Those people had no choice but to ask the class master for news. According to the class master, the man named Gu Cheng had been away from here for about ten days. Before he left, he had said that he would open a martial arts gym. They don't know.

(End of this chapter)