Chapter 244, the fourth brother is so difficult to understand (Feng Tui plus more)

Ah Yu smiled and stepped forward to pull the sleeve of the fourth elder brother, and said coquettishly: "Is it okay for the fourth brother to teach me to write?"

The fourth elder brother's eyes were round, and he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "My own words have not been refined yet, where can I teach the eighth brother?"

Ah Yu pursed his lips: "Even the chief master said that the fourth brother is upright and elegant, how can he say that he is 'not yet refined'?

Facing his younger brother's resentful and pitiful little eyes, the fourth elder brother was a little overwhelmed for a while, and he stumbled when he spoke, "No...... It's not that I don't want to teach, it's ...... Won't teach. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Zhao Yan couldn't help laughing, so she smiled and said, "Okay, Ah Yan." Don't mess with your fourth brother, E-Niang will teach you how to write. ā€

Ah Yu was stunned, tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yan: "E-niang taught me?"

Zhao Yan touched his little head: "Although Eniang's words are not as good as the master of the study, it is more than enough to teach you a little child." ā€

Ah Yan's eyes widened, "I'm not a little kid!"

"Poof!" the fourth elder brother couldn't help but laugh.

was seen by his brother as a joke, and Ah Yu was even more angry, and his cheeks bulged.

Zhao Yan ignored it completely, and said with a smile: "Fourth elder brother, can you write a big character for me to see?"

The fourth elder brother was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stood up straight, and asked, "Is the mother concubine going to take the school Yinzhen?"

Zhao Yan hurriedly waved her hand, "No, I just want to see how far apart Ah Yan's words are from you, so that I know in my heart." ā€

Hearing this, the fourth elder brother relaxed slightly, and then nodded very seriously: "Yinzhen understands." So he walked over to the bookcase and skillfully laid the paper and polished the ink.

Zhao Yan patted the back of Ah Yan's head, "You can also write one for comparison." ā€

Ah Yu rubbed his wrist and said weakly: "I know!"

The two children, one in front of the other, began to pick up the pen and write, both sitting upright, with their backs at a fist distance from the back of the chair, and did not lean against them at all. The posture of holding the pen is also very standard, and it is also written very seriously, even if Zhao Yan is staring intently from the side, it is not disturbed at all.

- It's just that the words that are written are very different.

According to historical records, Yongzheng's characters seem to be comparable to famous calligraphy, and now it seems that it is true.

Dong Ti characters, smoothly falling on the delicate rice paper, at a young age, the handwriting is so neat and tidy, elegant and quite strong.

If you hadn't seen a half-grown child write it with one stroke at a time, you would have thought it was an adult's handwriting.

After the fourth elder brother finished writing, he gently rested the brush on the black jade pen holder on the side, and then gently blew the large characters with half-dried ink. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Yan's approving smile, and a few wisps of shame appeared on the fourth elder brother's cheeks, "Mother concubine ......"

Seeing that he showed such a shy and cute expression, Zhao Yan was overjoyed for a moment, so she reached out and touched his head, "The fourth elder brother's handwriting is excellent." ā€

How could the fourth elder brother be so affectionately "touched and killed"? When he landed, his cheeks flushed, and he was a little embarrassed, "The mother concubine has won the award." ā€

In addition to being ashamed, my heart was happy. Children are looking forward to being praised by their parents, Kangxi is a strict father, and he will never praise his son, as for the mother...... Concubine De is more concerned about the sixth elder brother on weekdays, and gradually neglects to care for the fourth elder brother.

Although Zhao Yan is not the biological mother of the fourth elder brother, she is a concubine. A simple compliment, for the fourth elder brother, it was the first time in his life. The emotion and excitement are indescribable. However, the fourth elder brother is young and old, and he has not fully revealed it, Rao is like this, and his little face is already red with excitement.

Zhao Yan didn't pay attention to this, she had already walked to the other end of the desk to see her son's writing in large letters.

"Forehead ......" Zhao Yan looked at the words that were tilted and forked, and instantly couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Zhao Yan sighed faintly: "You Khan Ama said that your words are ghost paintings, and you are really telling the truth!" - Nima, there is not a word that is not crooked!

Hearing this, Ah Yan's eyes widened, "Eniang!!"

Zhao Yan poked his small brain with her finger, "Don't blow my beard and stare at me! How do you practice writing? I don't ask you how good you write, at least you have to write horizontally and vertically, right?!"

Ah Yu puffed up and said: "I also want to write horizontally and vertically! I have already worked very hard, but the brush is soft, and he is disobedient!"

Zhaoyan: "...... "I think you're overexerting yourself, right?"

Zhao Yan shook her head speechlessly, she spread a piece of rice paper with her own hands, used topaz Pixiu to make the corners, and said, "Write again!"

Ah Yu held the brush, dipped in ink, and was about to put it down. Zhao Yan's hand was already covered on Ah Yan's little hand, gently holding the soft little hand, and said softly: "Don't hold the brush stick so tightly, it can't fall!"

"Oh. Ah Yu nodded his little head, and then began to write.

"Start with a light stroke, and then pull out a horizontal ......," Zhao Yan whispered in Ah Yan's ear, holding Ah Yan's small hand and guiding him to write.

The slanting sun shone into the study and fell on Zhao Yan's gentle and quiet cheeks, her shadow and Ah Yan's shadow merged, and the mother and son were as if they were one.

The fourth elder brother watched in a daze on the side, a little distracted. He looked down at his hand, and ...... I never held his hand like this and taught him to write......

"How's it going? Now it's flat horizontally and vertically!" Zhao Yan said with a smile, "You should use your strength in the right place when you write! Put it when you should put it, and collect it when you should collect it!"

The fourth elder brother looked at Zhao Yan, who was smiling, and suddenly his nose was a little sour, "Mother, Yinzhen...... Farewell!" he bowed his hand and ran out of the study as quickly as he could. If he didn't leave, he felt like he was going to cry out again.

Zhao Yan was a little stunned, what is the matter? Then she said to Ah Yan: "Go and send your fourth brother." ā€

"Eh!" Ah Yu quickly jumped out of the chair and chased him out.

Ah Yu trotted all the way out of Zhong Cuimen, and only then could he catch up with the footsteps of the fourth elder brother, Ah Yu was so tired that he was out of breath, "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?"

The fourth elder brother raised his head, and gradually forced the water in his eyes back, he sniffed and said, "It's okay, eighth brother, go back to writing quickly." ā€

Ah Yu scratched his back spoon, "Sometimes, I really think, fourth brother, you are so difficult to understand!"

The fourth elder brother couldn't help but laugh, "Although Concubine Jia has an eleventh brother, she has always cared for the eighth brother. ā€

When Ah Yu heard this, she couldn't stop pouting: "In the past, Eniang often hugged me and sat on her lap and fed me snacks! Since I entered school, Eniang said that I was too heavy, and that I would crush her legs numb!

Ah Yu said resentfully, and his little face was full of sourness.

The fourth elder brother was stunned, since he remembered, Eniang never hugged him...... On the contrary, he vaguely remembered that it seemed that the imperial concubine had personally fed him sweet cheese, and he still remembered the sweet and soft taste in his mouth.

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