Chapter 247, the handwriting is feminine

Zhao Yan didn't stay in Yongshou Palace for long, thinking that Ah Yu should almost come back from the Shang study, so she said goodbye to the concubine. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ah Yu also seemed to have just come back, grinding ink in Zhao Yan's study, he looked up and smiled and said, "E-niang teach me to write." ”

Zhao Yan shook her head: "I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you in the future." ”

She was trained by Kangxi in Cining Palace!

Feminine and feminine your sister's! Zhao Yan was slandered: Where is her words feminine?!

Ah Yu blinked his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Yan suspiciously.

"Women's words are inevitably feminine. You Khan Ama don't like it. Zhao Yan touched her son's head and sighed.

Ah Yu looked puzzled, "But today in the Shang study, Khan Ama praised his son!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yan was confused, what does Kangxi mean by this? While counting her, he praised Ah Yan!

Just wondering, Hu Qingxi ran in with a happy face and reported: "Niangniang, the emperor is here." ”

Well, he said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would arrive, so he hurriedly took Ah Yu out to meet him.

Kangxi no longer had the serious and cold appearance when he was in Cining Palace, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and his eyebrows and eyes were very gentle. ”

With a gentle and decent smile, Zhao Yan said: "The government comes first, and the concubines understand." ”

Kangxi smiled and took Zhao Yan's hand and entered the hall.

Kangxi saw at a glance that there was a rice paper with two big characters written on it, he glanced at Ah Yu with a smile, and his tone was clear: "Your mother's words are soft and beautiful, but they are not suitable for you to learn." ”

It's a lot easier to use as an adjective...... Zhao Chang's heart was happy.

Ah Yu pouted: "My son wants to ask the fourth brother to teach, but the fourth brother is too shy and refuses to teach his son." ”

"Shy?" Kangxi couldn't help but sneer, it was the first time he had heard someone describe his fourth son like this.

Zhao Yan saw that Kangxi was in a good mood, so she smiled and said: "The fourth elder brother looks serious and old, but he is actually quite shy in his bones. If you compliment it a little, you'll blush. ”

"Really?" Kangxi showed a surprised expression, as if he had discovered his son's new attributes, and he felt novel.

Kangxi smiled, and said to Ah Xu: "Go and finish writing that big letter." ”

"Hmm!" Ah Yu nodded heavily, and quickly climbed into the chair, sat upright and carried the pen, like a little adult, stroke by stroke, and wrote carefully.

Kangxi took Zhao Yan's hand and sat on the small couch on the side.

Zhao Yan said softly: "The emperor seems to be in a good mood, why did he ...... when he was in Cining Palace" but with an expression as if the whole world owed him money.

Kangxi patted Zhao Yan's hand lightly, revealing an extremely relieved expression: "Sister, our Ah Yan is very smart. The only downside is that the handwriting is a bit clumsy. The Empress Dowager has always cared about my sons, so I want her to know that Ah Yu is flawed. ”

Poor handwriting is just a shortcoming in Kangxi's eyes, but in front of the Empress Dowager, it is magnified into a defect.

If there is a flawed elder brother, the Empress Dowager will feel that she can't shake the status of the crown prince, and she will feel at ease.

Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyebrows were relieved. She also didn't mention Lingxiu Gege and Ming Shang's forehead, after all, this was the priority of the previous dynasty. In the previous participation, it was only semi-persecution. Now that it's over, why bother bringing it up again?

"Khan Amma, my son has finished writing!" Ah Yu raised a smile and said crisply.

Kangxi got up and stepped forward, pressed Ah Xu, who wanted to get up, back into the chair, he carefully looked at Ah Xu's words, nodded slightly, he didn't say anything, only held Ah Yan's little hand.

Just like Zhao Yan in the previous days, she held small hands with big hands and taught Ah Yu to write one stroke at a time.

Kangxi's words are indeed excellent.

One stroke at a time, the retraction is natural, and its edge is invisible, but it seems to be tangible.

Taught by himself, Kangxi only occasionally ordered one or two, but he was to the point.

Zhao Yan watched silently, and silently lit a refreshing spring incense for their father and son, this fragrance smells like a hundred flowers in spring, quiet and refreshing, and has the effect of concentrating. It is perfect for use in the study.

I taught until the sunset and the west sloped, and Kangxi let go, "After I get out of school, I will practice three more big characters according to what I taught." Don't ask for more, strive for refinement. What do I mean, you know?"

Ah Yu nodded fiercely like a chicken pecking rice, that look was really cute.

Kangxi couldn't help but smile and pinched his cheek.

After dinner, Ah Yu went back to Ah Ge's house and went to bed early. Little Ayu has a lot of sleep, and he was also left by the nanny to sleep peacefully.

In this way, only Zhao Yan and Kangxi are left.

Kangxi looked at Zhao Yan with blazing eyes, didn't say anything, directly picked up Zhao Yan, and went to the inner dormitory!

didn't turn over the brand for half a month, Kangxi was probably suffocated, and he worked Zhao Yan's body, humming, and seemed to use Zhao Yan's two legs as a plow handle, and carried it on his shoulders. He even treated himself as a bison, and pushed forward fiercely!

Zhao Yan was so rammed forward by this non-stop that she was about to fall apart, and her mouth was full of fragmented mmmmmmmm

After Kangxi cultivated the fertile soil of Zhao Yan three times, he finally rested for a while, he attached himself to Zhao Chang and whispered: "Sister, give me another son!"

Zhao Yan made a weak "hehe" sound in her mouth, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Kangxi removed the quilt and covered it, hugged Zhao Yan's soft body, and gently stroked Zhao Yan's sweaty black hair, "Our Ah Yan, I ...... There are high hopes. Only the brothers of the same mother are single-minded. ”

Pull it down, a mother and a fellow mother may not have a heart!

How did Fourteen and Fourteen fight to the death? Zhao Yan, a person from later generations, knows a lot.

But now that the fourteenth elder brother has not been born, Zhao Yan can't refute Kangxi's words.

However, she had to be vigilant, the two sons of De Concubine would turn against each other, and she should indeed take this as a warning. But at the moment, the fourth elder brother and the sixth elder brother have a good relationship, and they don't look like they will turn against each other.

She must treat Ah Yu and Ah Yu equally in the future.

Thinking like this, I fell into a deep dream.

The next day, Zhao Yan began to copy the scriptures.

Peat Balls...... Concubine Yi made a mistake and was punished for copying scriptures, she didn't make a mistake and was rewarded for copying scriptures!

I feel like I'm losing money.

For this matter of teaching Ah Yu to write in private, Kangxi trained her in front of everyone in Cining Palace, but turned around and came to stay in her Zhongcui Palace. In this way, people dare not feel that Zhao Yan has lost her sacred heart, nor dare they despise her.

Kangxi's every move was meticulous.

Since that day, Kangxi has been peaceful in the previous dynasty, and he often comes to the harem, and the good nobles Wei and Chang are still favored in the Wang family, and Zhao Yan is not inferior, but Kangxi prefers to come to Zhongcui Palace in the afternoon, so he teaches Ah Yu to write in the study, and then uses it for dinner, plus Xiao Ah Yu, just like a family of four.

It's just that Kangxi didn't go back to stay overnight, but preferred to summon those young and delicate concubines. Not only the Wei family and the Wang family, I heard that there were several delicate little palace maids in front of the palace, all of whom had been favored, but they were all "not kept", so there was no record in the records of the tribute room.