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"Bring the door shut. ”

Jalan Yi Yiyan closed the door.

"Young Master, your inkstone. Jayi gently put down the inkstone, "If it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

"Who said it's okay, come here!"

If you have something to do, you are looking for your maid, and I reluctantly walked over.

"Help me sharpen the ink, I'm going to try this inkstone. ”

"If the eldest young master wants to write, I'll go and call your maid in! ”

"Really, when I told my third sister that I was going to borrow you for a day, why didn't she tell me?"

"It may be that the slave has a bad memory. "This person who killed a thousand knives was shallow, so he sold her like this, and he didn't say a word.

"Then why are you still stunned?"

Although he was reluctant, his subordinates did not dare to be sloppy.

She first drips a small amount of water in the inkstone, then hangs her arms parallel to the tabletop, holding the ink ingot in her hand as if holding a pen, and sharpens the ink with the movement of her wrist and arm. Pinch the ink ingot, grasp it flat, press it slowly, and circle the mural along the edge of the inkstone in a clockwise direction.

The action is smooth and smooth, and the real chapter can be seen in the subtle details.

Rong Yunche looked at Yayi appreciatively, "The ancients, reading is really a career, grinding ink and quiet kung fu, looking at your kung fu should not be overnight." ”

"The son of the world praises falsely, and the slave and maid are just used to serving people. ”

Rong Yunche didn't say anything more, and focused on copying a copy of "Thirty-six Strategies" on the table, and looked at it intently, isn't this the military book she wrote in Xia Youluo?

I remember that time she chatted with An Taizhi, and inadvertently talked about the art of war, and found that people in this era didn't know who his grandson was, let alone what the thirty-six strategies were.

Jalan Yi looked at a few more books on the table, all of which she copied in Xia Youluo, and the corners of many of them were seriously worn, and it could be seen that Rong Yunche should read them often.

I can't imagine that the playboy rumored by the outside world actually has such a serious time, but think about it, if he is really useless, it is impossible for him to climb to the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

It is said that serious men are the most attractive, and this is true, I saw Rong Yunche's eyelids slightly downward, long eyelashes casting two shallow shadows on his face, a high nose bridge, with slightly pursed corners of his mouth, and a calm and waveless face glowing with a calm charm.

"What is your relationship with King Sheng?"

Rong Yunche suddenly stopped the pen in his hand and asked unexpectedly.

"Shizi's words are so strange, what can I have to do with King Sheng?"

"Oh, that's strange, King Sheng has never been a kind-hearted person, why is he so partial to you this time?"

"Slaves don't know, maybe it's a whim to do a good deed every day!" Who knows what these children of the family think, maybe they are too idle to smoke.

"Do you know how to read? I think this thirty-six plan is very interesting, especially this 'hiding from the world', you should be familiar with it!"

"I think Shizi should be better at this 'making something out of nothing'!"

King Sheng and her have nothing to hide, but he himself is used to making things out of nothing, associating speculation.

"Hahaha, interesting...... Do you want to consider coming down to the master? "This girl is a treasure, smart and clear, if he can have such a wonderful person by his side, no matter how boring his studies will be, it will not be boring.

"Xie Shizi raised his love, the slave maid was clumsy for fear of disturbing the master's interest, and the third lady treated the slave and maid with the grace of knowledge, and the slave only recognized the third lady as the master in this life. ”

"One servant doesn't serve the two masters, but it's a heartfelt, it's okay, the coming days will be long, maybe you will change your mind at some point. ”

This person couldn't understand human speech at all, and he didn't bother to argue with him, so he focused on grinding the ink in his hand.

Rong Yunche was no longer entangled, and for a while in the study, he only heard the sound of the pages turning and the tip of the pen passing through the paper, tuk tuk, and a knock on the door broke the silence.

"Lord Shizi, this is the white fungus lotus seed soup just sent from the kitchen, you drink it while it's hot. ”

"Put it down, I'll use it later. ”

"Yes. ”

An Qiushui took the order to go out, and before leaving, he glanced at Jalan Yi with a puzzled face, when the prince was doing schoolwork in the study, he never liked someone to serve him, it was her, and he also served tea and handed water, and never stayed in the study for a long time, since this Jalan Yi is the maid of the third lady, why did the prince leave her here, is it ......

Although Jay Yi knew her doubts, she could only smile at her helplessly.

"Serve me with a spoon!"

Yi looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly remembered that there was a perverted rule in ancient times, slaves try dishes, and those noble masters usually have special minions before eating, and taste each dish for him, confirm that it is non-toxic, and then give it to the master.

She looked at the two spoons neatly placed on the plate, and it was instantly clear.

Picked up a spoon, scooped a small spoonful of soup and put it in his mouth, "Lord Shizi, you can eat it." ”

Jay Yi put down the spoon, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and pushed the bird's nest over.

Yung Yunche picked up the spoon used by Jiaoyi and was about to scoop the bird's nest.

"Lord Shizi, that is used by slaves and maids. As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the spoon, and suddenly pulled and overturned the bird's nest soup on the table, and the soup and water were all over the table.

Rong Yunche reacted quickly to rescue the "Thirty-six Strategies", but it was too late, the water penetration speed was too fast, and the words on the whole book were already thick and muddled.

Rong Yunche took the discarded book, exuding a violent aura all over his body, and looked at Yan Yi with red eyes.

Jayi was suddenly shocked by Rong Yunche's strong anger, forgot to react, and never even brushed off the bird's nest sprinkled on his hand.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"The slave just wants to remind the prince that it is a spoon used by the slave and maid, and it is unhygienic ......" The voice of the clothes became smaller and smaller.

"When do I need you to put your beak in my work, I see that you are not only clumsy, but also unknowing. ”

Rong Yunche has always been humble to his subordinates, and it is rare to have such a big temper.

"The slave should die, the slave will find a way to make up for it. ”

"Make amends, do you think it's that simple, do you know how hard it took me to find this book?"

He has always cherished it, not only because of the above strategy, but also because he likes the font above, he often imagines what kind of person he will be able to write such an elegant and elegant, but also calm and peaceful, long charm font, what kind of person will he be, is he male or female? old or young? What kind of temperament does he have?

Yayi lowered his head with an angry face, he himself had to ask her to serve, and told him that he was clumsy and couldn't serve people, he didn't listen, and it was all up to her if something happened now, yes, who called him the master? He was unhappy, he wouldn't want to beat her board, right?

Rong Yunche looked at the little hands that were hot and red, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared by half.

"Go down, you don't have to wait. ”

The slave and maid took off. ”

It's best not to look for her in the future.

An Qiushui at the door heard the movement and hurried in, she didn't know what was going on, but she didn't dare to ask, she cleaned it up neatly, and after a while, the table was as clean as new.