The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 253

[253. Chapter 253 Handwriting]

Li Nanfu’s wild grass, Mu Xiyao has been copying for half a year. Today, although it has a seven-point charm, it has always been incomparable to the real work.

Seeing that her face was gentle, her expression focused, and her heart wandered freely while swiping ink, Zong Zhenglin put down the document and was impressed by Mu Xiyao’s performance today.

He ordered the little woman to practice cursive calligraphy, because he deliberately made things difficult. Although he knew that Mu Xiyao had been in the study a lot, he didn’t think that this woman was actually honest, with a solid foundation in every stroke.

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

Very nice penmanship. She is more resolute than ordinary women, free and mad, and has an inner character. Only this style

of writing… “The sincerity, the truth is not false.” ” Take

the truth as the trust.”

“People have no faith, I don’t know what it is.

”

After reciting it twice, I knew that Mu Xiyao came prepared today.

“It was specially selected in the copybook, and the interpretation is self-contained. Jiaojiao, you have to be careful.”

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

Putting the pen on the inkstone, Mu Xiyao took out the rice paper and watched it carefully.

“His Royal Highness,” turned slightly to the side, looked up, and happened to look into Zong Zhenglin’s drooping eyes, and he was deeply aware of the tranquility and turbulence. “Your Highness thinks, what is the difference between the word concubine and your husband?” The

candlestick’s glow was yellow, which made Mu Xiyao’s eyes shine and clear. No makeup makeup is applied, and the face is astonishingly detailed.

“It’s not as good as his mind, the bright moon is in the sky.” Taking the rice paper in her hand, Zong Zhenglin focused on the evaluation.

“Your Highness is wise.” Mu Xiyao moved a little to one side, tidied up the skirt, and vacated most of the Taishi chair. When he raised his eyes again, there was a question in his eyes.

Zong Zhenglin took the opportunity to take his seat, and carefully rolled up her writing practice and put it away.

“Compared to what His Highness said, the concubine felt that the emotion in

her heart seemed more appropriate.” “Oh?

“Since it’s a red sleeve and a fragrance, it’s okay to get closer.” It’s not enough to get used to being close to her, even sitting side by side.

Mu Xiyao leaned in his arms with a charming smile, took a deep look at Li Nanfu’s rare copybook, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually became lighter.

“I lost, sir, because my concubine was not Li Nanfu.” If you can’t understand others’ minds, how can you describe the essence.

“The concubine once heard a sentence, and it was quite interesting. Even if the imitation is exquisite, it has lost its taste. It is not that the skill is not good, but that it is true.

” Home. The wind and snow do not destroy his ambitions, and his wealth and honor do not compromise his posture, it is the king’s life, and he puts it on a smile and leaves the paperweight alone.”

Li Nanfu was very angry. I have been obsessed with “books” for half my life. Even if the prince ordered him to recruit as a staff member, he could walk away calmly and regard his glory as nothing.

“And concubine,” Mu Xiyao stretched out her palm, her fingers were slender and pink, and her skin could be broken. “Raised in a deep boudoir mansion, I have no ink on my chest, and I have no long-term aspirations. I have taken care of Your Highness, so far

I have been lazy and inactive.” It can’t be a story through the ages, and it can be talked about by others.”

Zong Zhenglin’s expression gradually became solemn. Mu Xiyao is rarely like today, and his words are not playful, but surprisingly correct.

Hearing her self-effacing, Zong Zhenglin knew for the first time that the man in his family, who was making troubles in Shengjing, was actually a person with no ink on his chest.

“Jiaojiao has something to say to this hall.” Not a question, but a certainty. Zong Zhenglin stroked her back lightly, waiting to see what Mu Xiyao was doing. Today, he was uncharacteristically and made a lot of preparations.

“How about listening to a story first, Your Highness?”

Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows with a happy expression. “Yun.”

Yun? Mu Xiyao was stunned, then glared at him Jiao angrily.

Your Highness, you put on airs like this, after you ascend to the throne, will your concubine still have a leisurely life? If everything needs your “approval”, the concubine would rather be executed first and then play, and then die.

Kissing her between the eyebrows, Zong Zhenglin laughed and comforted her, and it was common for her to behave irregularly. If it was the woman next to her, she would be ecstatic to get his answer. But when I met her, all the proper etiquettes were ignored, and it seemed that they had treated her harshly…

“In the Southern Dynasties, there was a rich family. It was Shantang’s quack doctor who was oversighted in diagnosis and treatment, causing his youngest son to lose his life in vain. He wants to sue Shangguan Ya, and ask the eldest master to make a decision.”

“The doctor in the hall patiently explained many times at first, the cold was too urgent, and the boy was weak. I didn’t dare to prescribe a single prescription, and it was life-threatening. After that, I was surrounded by my family and abused unreasonably. I finally got angry and turned purple with anger. I took the medicine box and left angrily. The dead body is placed here, and I can let you and others examine the complaint.'”

“After the rich family’s family has spread the word, Shantang’s reputation is almost at risk. The steward hurriedly invited Zuzuo to find out the matter, and both of them were fair. That person checked his body and repeatedly guaranteed that there was no abnormality in the body, but it was the wealthy family who wronged the doctor in the hall and the good reputation of Shantang.

” To oppress the good people. Until the shantang master came to the door in person, after a short while, the rich household respectfully sent the people out, not only with shame, but also never mentioned the matter of reporting to the official.”

Mu Xiyao fluttered her eyelashes, excited to the Zong Zhenglin was rewarded. “His Royal Highness, if you can’t guess the reason,” said two green fingers, zooming in front of Zong Zhenglin in an instant, “Would you like to lose two hundred taels of silver to your concubine?”

Telling a story would be worth two hundred taels of silver. If Mu Xiyao did this business, Zong Zhenglin slapped her little ass.

“If Jiaojiao can teach Chengqing to agree, you should pay your money first, and then come back to find the main hall.”

The kid was pestering her to tell a story before going to bed, why didn’t the woman ask for money? When he has a fat head and big ears, he looks very easy to slaughter?

His Royal Highness’s eyes were half-closed, and he was hesitant about Mu Xiyao’s attempt today. Talking well can also make her disturbed for no reason. What does this woman want to do? Could it be that she did what she did before, but he thought too complicated? Gao watched this woman act?

“If Jiaojiao is short, she can report to Tian Fushan.” It’s better to be stupid, so as not to make up her own mind all day long and cause trouble. It’s a pity… Zong Zhenglin sighed, if she was really stupid, she wouldn’t be as good as she is today.

Sure enough, as if to fulfill his guess, Mu Xiyao withdrew her fingers.

Seemingly aware of his unintentional out-of-tune, he rubbed his fist on the hem of Zong Zhenglin’s clothes, and said embarrassedly, “Your Highness, my concubine was obsessed with my mind for a while, and my thoughts were crooked. You didn’t see it, you didn’t see it.” Patting the hand that caused trouble, it was just a spring breeze blowing the willows, and seeing the meaning of the Sixth Highness, his eyes flowed.

“Jiaojiao, isn’t that wealthy household in your mouth just like you, digging into the eyes of money, in order to cheat money?”

Mu Xiyao’s expression froze, and she raised her head angrily. “Although the rich and noble family are good at abacus, but the family in the story of concubines and concubines was raised by a good family, and they don’t have those spoiled guts. Listen carefully, Your Highness, this story has nothing to do with money.

” Xiyao twisted and found a comfortable position again and again, and finally solved the mystery.

[End of This Chapter]