The official I raised has become a fine

Chapter 33 Transcription
Therefore, Jun Yao also felt that her identity should not be simple, otherwise the left minister would not wipe out her background completely.It's just that he knows the aristocratic families of the Great Xia Dynasty very well, so he can be sure that she is not from those aristocratic families.I really don't know where Prime Minister Zuo got such a girl.

After Song Zhiying finished writing, she looked at Jun Yao expectantly, hoping to see a surprised or amazed expression on his face.

But she was disappointed. Although Jun Yao was surprised for a moment, he couldn't see it on the surface, so in Song Zhiying's view, he was really indifferent.

"Boss Jun, are you satisfied with my handwriting?" Song Zhiying asked.

"It's still eye-catching." Jun Yao commented pertinently.

Song Zhiying didn't like it anymore, she always used it as her special skill, her teachers and elders praised her handwriting a lot, how come to him, it's just passable.It must be that he, a local rich man who only knows how to make money, doesn't know how to appreciate good calligraphy.

"You're not convinced?" Jun Yao could see her displeasure.

"Don't dare." Her answer was very ingenious, not convinced, but not daring to be dissatisfied.

Jun Yao hooked the corners of his mouth, he didn't expect this little spy to be quite competitive.He didn't intend to show off, nor did he want to crush her, but it seemed that this time it was time to frustrate her.

He walked up to the rice paper and motioned for Song Zhiying to give him the pen.

Song Zhiying was a little surprised, and handed over the pen, she wanted to see what flowers he could write.

Jun Yao rolled up his sleeves slightly, and wrote her name again next to the three words Song Zhiying had written just now, so that it could be compared with her words.

After Jun Yao finished writing, Song Zhiying approached curiously. She went there with the attitude of watching a joke, but she couldn't help but be surprised.

If you just look at her handwriting, it is already top-notch, but with the three words written by Jun Yao later as a reflection, her handwriting is much inferior.Compared with his handwriting, her handwriting is too rigid and too conformist, unlike his handwriting, which is chic and elegant.

Song Zhiying's calligraphy was taught by her teacher, and she copied the calligraphy of famous masters for a long time. Although the shape is similar, she often can't write the charm.Jun Yao is different, his handwriting is his own style of writing, and he has never imitated anyone else, so naturally he can retract and put it freely, very chic.

"Are you convinced now?" Jun Yao was pleased by her surprised expression, put down the pen, and asked again.

Song Zhiying's impression of him has changed, although she didn't want to bow to him, she still had to answer honestly: "I'm convinced."

From the extravagant decoration in his room and his pickiness yesterday, she felt that he was a "land rich man" who only valued material but had no connotation, but today he used his words to break her prejudice against him.The person with this handwriting is by no means the kind of ignorant and connotative person she thought.

"Although your handwriting is still lacking, the transcription is enough." Jun Yao put down his sleeves, straightened his robe, and said.

"Transcription? Does Boss Jun need me to transcribe anything?" Song Zhiying asked.

"That's right." Jun Yao nodded, "I have some precious ancient books. In order to avoid accidents, I need you to copy a copy for me."

Song Zhiying looked at his bookshelf, there were only a hundred and eighty books in this bookshelf at most, and how much ancient books could account for it, even if he added the bookshelf in his bedroom, the ancient books would not be much at most. More than ten books.As long as she is not allowed to make tea again, it is nothing to copy ten ancient books.

"Okay." Song Zhiying agreed.

Jun Yao smiled maliciously, as if something had succeeded.

(End of this chapter)