Chapter 250 Handwriting

Mu Xiyao has been copying Li Nanfu's crazy grass for half a year. Although it has a seven-point charm now, it is still not as good as the original one. The flying birds startle the snakes, and they are as graceful as a swimming dragon.

Seeing her gentle side face, concentrated expression, walking casually while swiping ink, Zong Zhenglin put down the paperwork, and was impressed by Mu Xiyao's performance today.

He ordered the little girl to practice cursive script because he deliberately made things difficult. Although she knew that Mu Xiyao spent a lot of time in the study, she didn't expect this woman to be honest, with a solid foundation in strokes and strokes, to give orders to him when he had a whim, and to persevere all the way.

Standing up and walking slowly behind her, Zong Zhenglin stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were quiet and deep.

Very nice strokes. She is more resolute than ordinary women, free-spirited and arrogant, with a strong inner strength. Just this line...

"The honest one is the truth."

"Believe in the truth."

"People don't have faith, and they don't know what to do."

"If a couple is kind, if they are not sincere, they will leave."

Zong Zhenglin recited it silently twice, knowing that Mu Xiyao came prepared today.

"Specially selected and recorded in the copybook, self-contained interpretation. Jiaojiao, put your heart into it."

Mu Xiyao made the last stroke, she picked it neatly and sharply.

Putting the lake brush on the inkstone, Mu Xiyao took out the rice paper and looked at it carefully.

"Your Highness," he turned slightly sideways, looked up, and just happened to look into Zong Zhenglin's downcast eyes, and he was deeply aware of the tranquility and tranquility in the room. "Your Highness thinks, what is the difference between the word concubine and sir?"

The flames of the candlesticks were glowing yellow, making Mu Xiyao's eyes lustrous, distant and clear. No make-up or powder is applied, and the face is so delicate that it is amazing.

"It's not as good as he has no distractions, and the moon is shining in the sky." Taking the rice paper in her hand, Zong Zhenglin focused on evaluating it.

"Your Highness is wise." Mu Xiyao moved a little to one side, straightened the hem of her skirt, and vacated most of the position of the Grand Master's chair, and when she raised her eyes again, there was a questioning look in her eyes.

Zong Zhenglin took the opportunity to sit down, and carefully rolled up the works she had practiced.

"Compared to what His Highness said, I feel that the emotion in my heart seems more appropriate."

"Oh? What does Jiaojiao think is the reason?" She simply grabbed her waist and lifted her onto her lap.

"Since the red sleeves add fragrance, it doesn't matter to be closer." I am used to being close to her, even if I sit side by side, I feel that it is not enough.

Mu Xiyao leaned against his arms with a coquettish smile, looked deeply at Li Nanfu's precious copybook, and the smile on her mouth gradually became lighter.

"Mr. lost, but it was because the concubine was not Li Nanfu." If you can't understand other people's minds, how can you describe them to the essence.

"My concubine once heard a saying, and found it quite meaningful. The imitation, even if it is exquisite, loses its flavor. It's not that the skills are not good, but that each is true."

"It's like a husband who has no wife and family all his life, wandering around, and the world is his home. The wind and snow will not destroy his aspirations, and the wealth will not destroy his appearance. It is the king's order, so he just put it on with a smile and left the paperweight alone."

Li Nanfu's spirit was extremely high. He has been obsessed with "books" for half his life. Even if the prince orders him to recruit him as an aide, he can walk away calmly and regard glory as nothing.

"And concubine," Mu Xiyao stretched out her palm, her five fingers were slender and pink, and her skin could be broken with a blow. "Raised in a deep boudoir, I have no inkling, and I have no long-term ambitions. Taking care of His Highness, I have been lazy and inactive."

"Even if this concubine practices a hundred times as much as she does today, in the end, she will still be nothing more than a delicate flower in the palm of His Highness's palm. It will not be able to make a good story through the ages and be talked about freely by others."

Zong Zhenglin's expression gradually became solemn. Mu Xiyao is rarely like this today, her words are not playful, and she is surprisingly upright.

Hearing that she was self-effacing, Zong Zhenglin knew for the first time that the person in his family who caused the disturbance in Shengjing was actually an illiterate person.

"Jiaojiao has something to say to this hall." It's not a question, but a certainty. Zong Zhenglin caressed her back, waiting to see what Mu Xiyao was up to, but today she went uncharacteristically and made a lot of preparations.

"His Highness, would you like to listen to a story first?"

Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows with a happy expression. "allow."

allow? Mu Xiyao was stunned, and then glared at him tenderly.

Your Highness, if you put on airs like this, after you ascend the throne, will the concubine still have a leisurely life? If everything requires your "yes", I would rather be killed first and then played, and then die.

Kissing the center of her brow, Zong Zhenglin laughed and comforted her, and all kinds of irregularities with her were already commonplace. If it were the other woman, she would be ecstatic to get his consent. When I met her, all the etiquette that should be observed fell on deaf ears, and it seemed that the rules were treated harshly to her...

"During the Southern Dynasties, there was a rich family. The youngest son of the family suffered from a cold and died in two days. The rich man cried and robbed the land, saying that the quack doctor in the good hall had neglected the diagnosis and treatment, and caused his youngest son to lose his life for nothing. He wanted to sue him to the government. , please make a decision.”

"At the beginning, the sitting doctor patiently explained repeatedly that the wind and cold were too urgent, and the kid was weak and could not stand the power of the medicine. He didn't dare to prescribe a single prescription rashly, and it was life-threatening. Afterwards, he was surrounded by the whole family and abused unreasonably. His face turned purple, and he walked away angrily with the medicine box on his shoulders. When he left, he left a message, 'Put the dead body here, and let you check the complaint.'”

"The reputation of the shantang was almost lost after the rich family members spread it everywhere. The steward hurriedly invited the supervisor to find out the matter and return justice to the two families. As a result, the supervisor had a body test and repeatedly guaranteed that there was no abnormality in the body. ’, but the rich family wronged the doctor sitting in the hall, and also lost the good reputation of the good hall.”

"In this way, the rich family felt that the government and businessmen were colluding and oppressing the good people. Until the head of the shantang came to the door in person, after a while, the rich family respectfully sent him outside the door. thing."

Mu Xiyao fluttered her eyelashes, excitedly asking Zong Zhenglin for a reward. "Your Highness, if you can't guess the reason," two green fingers instantly zoomed in front of Zong Zhenglin, "How about losing two hundred taels of silver to my concubine?"

Telling a story is worth two hundred taels of silver, Mu Xiyao did a good job, Zong Zhenglin slapped her little butt.

"If Jiaojiao can teach Chengqing to agree, I will pay you the money first, and then it will not be too late to find the main hall."

That kid was pestering her to tell stories before going to bed, why didn't this woman ask for money? When he looks fat and easy to slaughter?

His Highness the Sixth Highness closed his eyes half-closed, hesitant about Mu Xiyao's plan today. Talking well can also disturb her for no reason. What exactly does this woman want to do? Could it be that he thought too complicated when she acted before? Have a high opinion of this woman?

"If Jiaojiao is short of food, just report it to Tian Fushan." It's better to be stupid, so as not to make up her own mind and cause trouble all day long. It's a pity... Zong Zhenglin sighed, if she was really stupid, she wouldn't be where she is today.

Sure enough, as if his conjecture had been fulfilled, Mu Xiyao snapped back her fingers.

As if aware of unintentional off-key, she rubbed her fists on the hem of Zongzheng Lin's clothes in shame, and said awkwardly, "Your Highness, this concubine was infatuated for a while, and my thinking was wrong. You didn't see it at all, you didn't see it." Pretending to use force Patting the hand that caused trouble, it was nothing more than a spring breeze blowing on the willows. His Highness Sixth Highness looked meaningful and his eyes rolled.

"Jiaojiao, isn't the rich man you talk about just like you, who is looking for money in order to cheat money?"

Mu Xiyao's face froze, and she raised her head angrily. "Although the wealthy family has good calculations, the family in the story of the concubine and the concubine is all raised by a good family and has no such tricks. Listen carefully, Your Highness, this story is not about money."

Angrily pulling his temple hair, Mu Xiyao twisted and tried to find a comfortable position, and finally revealed the answer.