Because he was punished for being late, Ning Xiangsheng asked Ning Chaolai to take a sedan chair to the school, Ning Chaolai resolutely opposed, and in the end Ning Xiangsheng was defeated, but Ning Chaolai did not end well, because she was late again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, the master who taught literature was not so strict, but he just punished Ning Chaolai to stand in the corner of the study house and attend classes.

As soon as Ning Chao stood in the corner, he burst into laughter.

"Don't laugh, it's time to learn today."

The master knocked on the desk a few times, and the lively students quieted down and sat up, except for Uncle Tai and Xu Shaoqiao.

Both of them were wandering, staring at the snowflakes outside the window, and their eyes never blinked.

"Uncle Tai, you come and read Tao Yao again." The Master said.

His thoughts were interrupted, but Uncle Tai still looked absent-minded, flipping through the bamboo slips randomly.

The master shook his head and looked at Xu Shaoqiao.

"Master, don't embarrass me, I admit punishment."

Xu Shaoqiao stood up awkwardly and stood on Ning Chaolai's side with a bamboo slip.

When it comes to marching and fighting and riding horses and archery, no one in the entire school can compare to Tai Shuwan and Xu Shaoqiao. But if the poetry is right, it will be really difficult for them.

Shangyang glanced back at the silent Uncle Huan, closed the bamboo slip, and opened his mouth to come-

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact.

The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming.

The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

Looking at the envious and adoring eyes around her, Shangyang pursed her lips and smiled, she has always been in the limelight in this class.

The master smiled, "Shangyang reads well, but I don't know if I can understand the meaning of the Book of Poetry?" ”

Shangyang shook her head, she recited the Book of Poetry, but she just wanted to attract everyone's attention, how could she know more.

"Ning Chaolai." The master shouted, and the eyes of the whole room moved to Ning Chaolai.

Ning Chaolai raised her eyebrows, she just moved her body slightly, and the master even saw this?

Woohoo, alas!

"I heard that you are talented, do you know Tao Yao?"

So it was! Ning Chaolai put his mind at ease.

"Tao Yao, from "National Style, Zhou Nan", is made for women to get married, the woman is described as a peach blossom, the beauty of the peach blossom symbolizes the beauty of the woman, and then the lush peach leaf symbolizes the harmony of the family, this song can be called the most wedding in the world."

A few short sentences, the explanation is clear and incisive.

The master nodded approvingly, Ning Chaolai's comprehensive understanding of the Book of Poetry and the decisiveness of his words show that his talent is unique, and he is a talent that can be created.

The envious eyes of everyone were all given to Ning Chaolai, and no one cared about her anymore. Shangyang's eyes sank, these originally belonged to her, and she worked hard to get the pride, Ning Chaolai was just a newcomer to the doll, not to mention stealing all her limelight, and even the master's appreciation that she never had was taken away. She is a princess on the top, but at this moment, she is not even as good as the daughter of an official!

No, she can't show it, she is a princess, she should be generous, just like the concubines in the palace, the one who hangs on her face with joy and anger often dies the fastest.

Shangyang deliberately put on a sincere face, and said with a smile, "Chaolai, you are so powerful, you also know such difficult things." ”

Xu Shaoqiao echoed, "There are more things that I know in the morning, far more than that." ”

"It's been awarded, and I'm only a shallow learner, but I know how to fur, and in front of the master, the class has an axe."

If it was in the previous life, Ning Chaolai would definitely accept all the praise with joy, but now it is different, as she gets older, she knows more and more the truth of the tree, and her words and deeds try not to leak.

She must not have imagined that she had already become a thorn in the side of others.