"General—"

Shao Mingyuan lowered his head and raised it for a while before he raised it, his face whiter than Leng Yu: "Qiao's family is on fire?"

"Yes, word from the day you left town. The house www.biquge.info of Jiafeng Qiao was destroyed by a fire, and the emperor sent a messenger to investigate whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. Shao Zhi replied.

"Young Master Qiao is ...... now Do you live in the Kou Shang Mansion?"

"The general guessed right, Gongzi Qiao and his younger sister are now living in Kou Shangshu Mansion, but-"

"Say!" Shao Mingyuan's thin lips opened slightly.

"There are rumors outside that Qiao Gongzi was disfigured in order to save his younger sister!"

Disfigured, it is not as simple as being ugly, but losing the qualification for the imperial examination, which is the most cruel thing for scholars, which is equivalent to a long cold window of hard study has turned into nothingness, and there is no chance to leap into the dragon gate.

"General, you ...... Mourning ...... "Shao Zhi cautiously persuaded.

They knew better than anyone that the general had shot his wife with his own hands and had been tormented by guilt in his heart for a long time, and it must have been extremely uncomfortable to hear this bad news now.

Shao Zhi glanced at Shao Liang.

On weekdays, the ghost is clever, how did he become a saw-mouth gourd at this time?

Shao Liangqiang pulled out a smile: "General, do you want to drink?" My subordinates just went to the famous Chunfeng Building and bought two altars——"

Shao Mingyuan waved his hand, revealing a shallow smile: "I'm fine, you guys go down." ”

Shao Zhi and Shao Liang glanced at each other, and had to retreat silently.

The room was empty, the candles flickered, and the lampshades gradually dimmed.

Shao Mingyuan sat on the chair with the broken armrest for a long time, and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his face.

He didn't move for a long time, until it was completely dark in the room, and then he got up and lay down on the bed.

The night in Kyoto is much livelier than the night in the Northland, and at this moment you can faintly hear the low sound of insects, like a lingering serenade, which inspires people to sleep.

Shao Mingyuan turned over, and after a while, he turned in the other direction.

The wound under his ribs began to ache again, and he reached out and pressed it to no avail, so he let it go.

Someone once asked, do people who go to the battlefield get used to killing?

He didn't know how the others were, but he had never gotten used to it, but he had to raise his sword.

It's like a large and small wound on his body, even if the old wound is healed and a new one is added, he will still hurt.

No one gets used to pain, just ...... Accustomed to patience.

Shao Mingyuan thought that tomorrow he would go to Kou Shangshu's Mansion to meet that uncle.

With this thought, he slowly fell asleep.

Qiao Zhao was urged by Li Guangwen.

As soon as the sky was bright, Qiao Zhao was sleepy-eyed, and asked his father, who was waiting outside in high spirits: "Father, what's the matter so early?"

Li Guangwen looked excited: "Zhaozhao, my father heard that you have a good handwriting, and you were summoned by Mrs. Wumei yesterday?"

It's all blamed on yesterday after going to the study to look through the book and fall into the fascination, and after returning home for dinner, I accidentally heard that my daughter's amazing move was too late, and it was inconvenient to go over, so I had to survive until this morning.

"Hmm. Finally reached the first step goal, Qiao Zhao suddenly relaxed, he felt that he couldn't sleep enough, and he was still a little confused until this time.

"Listen to your grandmother, your words are exactly the same as Mr. Joe?"

Qiao Zhao woke up at this time, and said lightly: "Grandmother praised it falsely, and her daughter copied Mr. Qiao's words only in its shape, and the style and bones are still far from the same. ”

Li Guangwen shook his head: "Zhao Zhao can't be too modest, since your words can enter the eyes of Master Wumei, it must be excellent." Come on, let's move to the study and let my father take a look. ”

As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and offered the treasure: "Father has brought this inkstone that I borrowed from you." ”

Qiao Zhao raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and asked Li Guangwen: "Father, is it a day off today?"

"Hugh Muri, isn't it?" Li Guangwen said without thinking.

"Oh. Qiao Zhao looked at the sky outside the window and was very puzzled, "At this hour, shouldn't you go to the office?"

Li Guangwen nodded: "It's time to go to the Yaya, but I'm asking for leave." ”

"Father's business today?"

Since you have something to ask for leave, why did you come here early in the morning?

Li Guangwen was stunned by the question, and said confidently: "There is something, don't you come to see Zhaozhao's words." ”

Miss Qiao: "......" will also ask for leave in this way?

Another day, I must remind my mother, give some gifts to my father's peak, and be sure to let my father compile a history book to Zhishi.

Li Guangwen urged Qiao Zhao to go to the west room, personally studied the ink, and said while grinding: "This inkstone is really of the highest quality, the ink is fast, the ink is delicate, even the ink grinding is a kind of enjoyment, only good words can be worthy of it!"

Qiao Zhao tugged at the corners of his lips.

It turned out that if she couldn't write well, her father planned to "borrow" it all the time.

Under Li Guangwen's eager gaze, Qiao Zhao pondered for a moment, and wrote a couplet:

The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading,

Family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs, everything is concerned.

"Good word!" Li Guangwen's eyes lit up and he high-fived and praised.

Then there was another clapping: "Good connection!"

Of course, this couplet was not created by Qiao Zhao, but with this extremely chic hand, it makes people feel refreshed for no reason.

Li Guangwen was already stupid, and muttered several times, his heart fluctuated: "I have decided for my father, and I will strive to be motivated in the future, do something for the country and the people, and live up to my son's writing of this couplet!"

Qiao Zhao was taken aback.

Don't, she's wrong!

"Ahem, father, actually...... This couplet is for you, not for you. ”

"Huh?" Li Guangwen calmed down from the surging emotion, his eyes were full of admiration, "Zhaozhao, my father didn't expect you to write such good words, well, it's not really similar to Mr. Qiao's words." ”

"It's my daughter who hasn't worked hard enough. This couplet is the word that belongs to her.

"No, no, no, it's already good!" Li Guangwen said with emotion, "It's great." ”

He couldn't write anything like that at his age.

"Mr. Qiao's handwriting is naturally excellent, but the calligraphy is copied later, and it must have its own style to be successful. Zhaozhao, your handwriting is no longer ingenious, if you continue to practice, you will become a master in less than ten years!"

Qiao Zhao smiled: "Thank you father for your encouragement." ”

Li Guangwen suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, and said modestly: "Although the encouragement of the father is very important, the more important thing is your diligence, which must be maintained in the future." By the way, Zhao Zhao said that this couplet was written for himself, could it be that my son still knows how to care about the affairs of the world?"

"It's all because I listen to a lot of your stories, and the stories my father tells are particularly interesting. Qiao Zhao blinked.

Well, she is getting along with her father, and she is getting more and more at ease.

"Ahem, that's right. The corners of Li Guangwen's mouth curled up widely.

He said that it is fruitful to go to the study often to read the book!

"By the way, father, I heard my grandmother talk about the past yesterday, she mentioned a general, but unfortunately I don't remember it clearly, can my father tell me about it?"

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