Yan Hanyu went to Mrs. Lin's side for breakfast, and after leaving, Lin Xianzhi followed behind Yan Hanyu and said to her, "My eldest sister was rude to Cousin Hanyu and hurt you, my eldest brother apologized to Cousin Hanyu on behalf of my eldest sister." ”

"The eldest cousin has already apologized, and the eldest cousin doesn't need to take it to heart. ”

Lin Xianzhi lost his parents when he was young, so he was naturally more sensible than children of the same age, and he was very responsible, and he was very protective of his two younger sisters.

Hearing her say this, Lin Xianzhi changed the topic, "I heard that my cousin brought a lot of books, I wonder if I have the honor to take a look?"

Before Yan Hanyu could answer, she listened to Lin Husheng's voice, "My mother gave her the best Qionghua Pavilion to live in, I want to take a look, go, Xianzhi, let......'s go together" Lin Husheng raised his arm to hook Lin Xianzhi's shoulder as he spoke, and his voice didn't stop, "My mother is really eccentric, Qionghua Pavilion is the most beautiful place in our Lin Mansion to renovate, luxurious and chic, it has been vacant for so many years, and she was allowed to live in it, and I don't know what my mother thinks." ”

"Big brother, little sixth uncle, wait for me, I'll go too. Lin Ping'er also followed.

Hanyu looked at their backs and sighed silently, go to her territory and at least tell her.

She turned her head to look at Lin Nian'er, she couldn't isolate her, so she asked, "Cousin Nian'er, do you want to go together?"

Lin Nian'er smiled lightly and nodded.

The two of them followed.

Ami followed behind, and when she got to the front, she hurriedly said, "Little Sixth Master, Big Young Master, you can't go to Miss Biao's boudoir." ”

"Who's going to see her boudoir? We're going to that attic. Lin Husheng said that the steps under his feet were faster, and he left them behind in just a few steps.

Gui Niang is in the courtyard. Hearing their words, he entered the house, "Old lady." The little sixth master, the eldest prince and the two young ladies went to Miss Biao. ”

"Keep up, take a good look at Husheng, don't let him mess around, come back to sue me after making a fool of yourself, Husheng's child is always not worry-free. Hanyu Xijing, don't let them stay too long. ”

"Yes, old lady. ”

From the embroidery room to the attic. Hanyu walked behind when he heard the voice from above, "So many books." Is this a study?"

The attic was front and back with large windows, and the whole room looked spacious and bright when the large windows opened, with a desk horizontally and a shelf inside. It was originally empty. After Hanyu moved in, it was naturally full, and it was full of books, Hanyu brought a lot of books to Suzhou this time, and half of the box was full of books. At that time, Mama Zhou didn't understand, so she came to Suzhou, I didn't understand why the eldest lady had to bring so many books, and I felt that she had to live in Suzhou permanently, but she didn't bring a lot of clothes, skirts, shoes and shoes.

The loft is tastefully furnished. But it's simple, there's nothing superfluous. Lin Husheng stood at the window. Look around.

Lin Xianzhi glanced at it, but saw that many of the books on the shelves were medical scriptures, and there were a few words that he didn't even recognize, and he was surprised.

"Are these books all read by Cousin Hanyu?"

"Hmm. Hanyu responded, without saying much.

"Little girl, have you finished reading so many books? Do you know these words?" Lin Husheng looked skeptical, although her tone was asking, she was sure that she would not know so many words.

"If you don't know, you can learn, you will know it naturally, and you will read it after watching it slowly......" Yan Hanyu raised her eyebrows and replied casually.

As soon as the words fell, she only heard a "bang", Yan Hanyu turned her head and saw half a bowl of overturned water on the desk flowing forward along the desk, smeared on the stack of medical scriptures she had copied last night, Li Ping'er stood in front of her desk, about to pick up the wet rice paper.

"Don't move, let the little sprouts come. Yan Hanyu opened his mouth lukewarmly.

Lin Nian'er originally wanted to step forward to help, but when she heard Hanyu's words, her footsteps stopped.

Lin Ping'er glanced at Lin Xianzhi, and then turned to Hanyu and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's a big deal for me to ......."

Yan Hanyu saw her stop, and asked rhetorically, "What's the big deal?

"Our eldest lady has copied half the night. Xiao Ya'er whispered, but the voice fell on everyone's ears. While she spoke, the movements in her hands still did not stop, one by one, carefully and neatly picked up the rice paper and hung it aside.

Yan Hanyu looked at Xiao Ya'er's movements, and really didn't have a good impression of Lin Ping'er in her heart, if she touched this rice paper, it would definitely be scrapped. Although I didn't see it just now, it was her heart. Lin Ping'er's thoughts, Hanyu figured it out in her previous life.

Lin Ping'er looked incredulous, "Is this what you wrote?

"Otherwise, who does the eldest cousin think wrote it?" Yan Hanyu asked rhetorically.

Lin Ping'er snorted, and turned her head.

Lin Husheng stepped forward and was surprised to see the handwriting on it, and he was also suspicious, "You really wrote this word? Why don't you write it to us! ”

Lin Xianzhi followed to the desk, touched a piece of rice paper that was only a little wet, only felt that the paper was as clean as jade, fine and smooth, Lin Xianzhi, who had read a few more books, naturally had more eyesight than Lin Husheng, he asked in surprise, "This is Chengxintang paper?"

Chengxintang paper is produced in Huizhou, the paper is as thin as cicada wings, the skin is like an egg membrane, the Southern Tang Dynasty Li Houzhu loves calligraphy, highly respects this kind of paper. In the world, Cheng Xin Tang paper has three different unique silk surfaces, plain and elegant, which is deeply loved by literati and scholars, who also feel that using this rice paper is an elegant style.

Yan Hanyu nodded, "It's Chengxintang paper." "She only uses this paper to copy books, and she usually doesn't take it out to practice calligraphy.

"Come on, little girl, write to us. Lin Husheng spoke again.

"If you don't write, you're not in the mood. Yan Hanyu spoke arrogantly.

"You little ghost girl, aren't you usually very obedient?" Lin Husheng always saw her look obedient and deceitful, but he didn't expect her to refuse.

The next moment, Yan Hanyu followed his words, changed his words, and said, "It's okay if you want me to write, unless my uncle promises me one thing." ”

"Hey, you're writing to prove that you wrote those things, but you're telling me about the conditions. ”

"Uncle Xiao asked me to prove that I don't believe that I didn't write it, so why don't we make a bet?"

Lin Husheng found it interesting, "What are you going to bet on?"

"If you can prove that I wrote it, you will promise me one condition. ”

Lin Husheng can be regarded as seeing her eloquence now, laughing heartily, and responding, "Okay." ”

When Xiao Ya'er took the rice paper on the table to the windowsill to dry, and the table was cleaned up, Yan Hanyu asked Xiao Ya'er to prepare water, and slowly grinded it herself, and the black and shiny ink was drawn in a circle and slowly smeared. (To be continued.) )